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3 Weeks Later

"Hey Honor?"

"Rory, what's wrong?" Honor asked hearing panic in Rory's voice.

"Can you come over? I need help?"

"I'm on my way." Honor said disconnecting the call, then hurrying through her house, and across the street to get to Rory. "Rory?" She called as she knocked on the front door before letting herself in. "Rory? Where are you?"

"Bedroom!" Rory answered as best she could.

"Rory? Is everything ok?" Honor yelled as she ran up the stairs and down the hallway. "Omg, Rory! What happened?" Honor asked seeing Rory sitting on the floor hunched over, holding her arm.

"I fell trying to get out of bed." Rory said with tears running down her face. "I don't know what happened. Either my foot got caught or I tripped I don't even know. I just fell headfirst, and landed on my hand, then rolled onto my arm. It really hurts!"

"That sounds painful. Here, let me see." Honor said crouching down next to her.

"I can't feel my fingers."

"Where is Logan? Is he at work?"

"Yeah, he went in at 6am."

"Ok, let's get you up. I'm going to help you get dressed, and take you to the hospital."

"Logan didn't answer when I called him."

"That's ok. He's probably busy, but I still want him to look at it. You wrist might just be sprained, but we need to have it checked just in case. Can you stand up?" Honor asked holding her hand out to help pull Rory up.

"There is pain shooting up and down my arm from my shoulder to my hand."

"Ok, I'm going to find you some clothes. Do you want to sit down and I'll bring you something to wear?"

"Find something without metal in case Logan wants another MRI."

"Yoga pants and a sweatshirt it is!" Honor said heading into Rory's closet. "Any idea which box your clothes are in?"

"No, we just moved yesterday. I was planning to start unpacking this morning."

"I will help you when we get back."

"Just start dumping boxes. I'll deal with it later." Rory said following Honor into the large walk in closet.

"How are you going to get unpacked and organized enough to pack for Europe when we leave in two days?"

"My mom and Luke are coming over tomorrow to help. Figure I'll pack whatever I can find, and whatever I'm missing, I'll just buy while we're there."

"So you've turned into me!" Honor laughed as she emptied a box of clothes out, then moved onto the next one.

40 Minutes Later

Columbia Presbyterian Hospital

"Hi, can you page Doctor Huntzberger, please?" Honor asked approaching the reception desk with Rory.

"I'm sorry, Doctor Huntzberger is with a patient. Is there something that I can help you with?" the nurse asked.

"Please page him right away. It's a family emergency."

"I've tried to call him, but he hasn't answered."

"I will be just a moment, we've been really busy today. Why don't you take a seat, and I will see if I can track him down."

"Thank you, but we'll wait here." Honor said as the nurse disappeared through a door.

"Hey Doctor Huntzberger, do you have a minute?"

"What do you need?" Logan asked as he stopped on his way down the hall

"There is a woman at the front desk asking for you. She says it's a family emergency."

"Blonde or brunette?" Logan asked.

"Blonde, but there is brunette with her."

"Crap! Sounds like my sister and my wife." Logan said following the nurse back to the waiting room.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know that you were married."

"Honor? What's going on?" Logan asked as he walked through the door, and saw his sister standing next to the desk.

"We've been trying to call you. Rory fell about an hour ago, and is in a lot of pain. She called me for help, so I brought her here."

"Ace, are you ok?" Logan asked, seeing Rory wince in pain when he laid his hand on her shoulder. "I'll take that as a no. Let's go. Amelia, what room is open?"

"Try 23." the nurse answered.

"Thank you, I'll register her myself. Rory, can you tell me what happened?" Logan asked escorting the girls back through the emergency department.

"I feel so stupid. I was getting out of bed to go take Rocky out, and get some coffee, and I don't know what happened. I don't know if my foot got caught in the blankets, or if I tripped, or what happened, but the next thing I knew, I fell head first out of bed, and landed on my hand, then somehow rolled onto my arm."

"Babe!"

"Her hand and wrist are pretty swollen." Honor told him. "When I got there, Rory said that she had pain shooting up and down her arm, and she couldn't feel her fingers."

"How long ago was this?"

"It's been about an hour."

"Rory, how are you feeling now?" Logan asked as they walked into a room.

"My whole arm hurts from my fingers to my shoulder, and a lot of the pain is in my wrist and elbow."

"What about your fingers? Can you move them?"

"A little. The feeling is starting to come back, but they're still kind of numb."

"Sit down on the bed and let me look at it. I'll be gentle, but will probably hurt at least a little bit."

"I'm sorry we are taking up your time Logan, I just didn't know what else to do, and I knew you would want to check her out."

"No, Honor, you did the right thing. I'm sorry I missed your calls, things have been crazy this morning. It doesn't look like anything is broken. Can you show me where it hurts the most?"

"All the way around my wrist. There is pain shooting from my wrist to my elbow, and moving my fingers makes it worse." Rory said pointing to a few spots along her wrist.

"Can you make a fist for me?"

"Not comfortably."

"Squeeze my fingers." Logan said holding two fingers out on each hand. "I'm not gonna lie, your grip sucks."

"So what do we do?" Honor asked.

"X-rays and MRI. I'm pretty sure nothing is broken, but I'm going to check for fractures just in case. Unfortunately the x-rays don't show tissue, so we'll still need to get an MRI to check for tendon and muscle tearing."

"So no eating or drinking? Because I still haven't had any coffee."

"No, you can eat and drink all you want. It's not an emergency, so even if you need surgery, it won't happen today."

"Why don't I go get us some breakfast. Logan, do you want anything?" Honor asked.

"Just get me whatever. I'm not picky. The cafe on the third floor has better food and coffee than the cafeteria. If you tell them I sent you, they'll put it on my tab."

"Rory, any requests?"

"I don't care. It hurts too much to think."

"I'll be back in a few minutes. Call or text me if you need anything."

"Thanks Honor." Logan said moving to the computer as Honor left the room.

"Logan, you know I don't like asking, but will you please make the pain stop."

"Unfortunately, I can't request pain killer for my wife. I'll get another doctor in here right now though. Technically I'm not supposed to be treating you, but as long as I'm not asking for drugs, we should be ok. Will you hit the call button for me?"

"I am so sorry Logan." Rory said as a tear snaked its way down her face.

"No, Ace, it's ok. Please don't cry." Logan said moving to the bed, and pulling Rory into his arms. "I am so sorry I wasn't there. But you did the right thing calling Honor, and then having her bring you here. Had I been able to answer when you called, I would have told her to bring you in. Everything is going to be ok. I am going to make this better."

"I know, I'm sorry. I'm just emotional. I feel like an idiot."

"You aren't an idiot. These things happen. I am going to make it all better, but I need to get the imaging." Logan said loosening his arms around her. "I need to go get your vitals registered, can you come with me?"

"How horrible do I look?"

"You don't look horrible. You look beautiful, even with red puffy eyes." Logan said kissing her forehead.

"Yeah, you're a bad liar!"

"Hey Ace, I have to ask you this because I am ordering imaging, but I need a honest answer, ok?"

"Ok?" Rory said giving Logan a quizical look.

"Do you think that there is any chance that you could be pregnant?"

"Uh . . ." Rory started, but then stopped, as she tried to think back over everything in her head. "I uh . . . I don't know . . . Gosh, that sounds ridiculous. How could I not know?!" she asked, starting to panic.

"Ok . . . Well I guess we are going to have to find out."

"Logan, we didn't even talk about this."

"I know. But it's fine. We'll do a test, and it'll be fine. No matter what the test says, everything will be fine. If you are pregnant, that's great. But if you aren't, that is totally fine too. It will be ok. But as your doctor, I have to know before sending you to imaging."

"Is it bad that I am completely terrified?"

"No. I'm scared too. But it'll be ok. We have plenty of time to prepare if you are."

"So you are saying that you would be ok with me being pregnant?"

"I would love for you to be pregnant."

"But what if I'm not?"

"Well, then we keep trying." Logan smiled as he moved over to a cabinet, and pulled out a small plastic cup with a lid on it. "Let's go get your vitals, then we will come back here, and you can go use the bathroom. I'll take it to the lab myself."

"Paris isn't here today, right?"

"No, she doesn't work weekends. But you will need to call her if the test comes back positive. The lab sends all positive test results to her office. Are you ready to take a walk?"

"How many people here will see the results?"

"Don't worry about that. I'll take care of it. Nobody can access your information without you being their patient. It'll be me and the lab. And maybe Doctor Johnson if he wants to pull it up."

"Ok." Rory agreed.

"Come on, let's go get your vitals." Logan said holding out his hand for Rory to take so he could lead her out to triage to get her vitals.

"Hi Babe!" Rory said cheerfully when Logan walked into her room 45 minutes later.

"I just got a page saying that your results are in."

"What results?" Honor asked. "You got all your scans already?"

"So you know?" Rory asked.

"Not yet. I haven't checked the computer yet. I wanted to be with you when I do."

"What results?" Honor asked again, looking back and forth between her brother and Rory.

"I need to send Rory for x-rays and an MRI, but before we put in orders for any female patient, we have to ask them if there is any chance that they might be pregnant." Logan explained.

"And neither one of you was sure what that answer was . . . Oh my gosh, I am so excited! I didn't know that you were even trying?"

"We weren't. But we weren't not trying either."

"So you have the test results?"

"They're in the computer."

"Rory, why didn't you tell me? We've been sitting here talking since I got back with food, and you didn't say a word!"

"I didn't want to jinx it." Rory told her.

"So are you ready?" Logan asked.

"I don't know . . . I mean, it's not like I really have much of a choice."

"Rory, come here. I want you to look with me." Logan said as he logged into the computer.

"How many times have you had to tell a patient that they're pregnant?" Honor asked as Rory got up from her spot on the bed, and moved over to stand next to Logan at the computer.

"Quite a few times. But the patient has never been my wife. I've never actually been invested in the results."

"What do you guys want the results to be? Do you want it to be positive?"

"I would honestly be fine either way. If we get a positive, awesome, but if we don't, we try again."

"And Rory?"

"I think the same? I mean, I never thought about it at all until now. We haven't even talked about having a baby."

"But if it's positive?"

"Then I guess we are having a baby?"

"And what if you get a negative?"

"Then we can maybe start trying?" Rory said looking up at Logan as he slid his arm around her.

"Either way, we will be happy." Logan told her. "We definitely didn't plan to start a family so soon, but like I said before, we weren't not trying either. Whatever happens, happens."

"So are you going to look, or are we going to sit here all day?" Honor asked.

"Are you ready?" Logan asked, looking down at Rory.

"Is anyone ever ready for this?"

"No matter what this says, I still love you just as much, ok?

"I love you too." Rory said softly as Logan kissed her gently, then clicked on her patient profile on the computer.

"Ok, look right there." Logan told her, pointing at the screen where the word PREGNANT was lit up in red letters. Rory gasped, covering her mouth with her hands, and turned to face Logan, burying her face in his shoulder as he wrapped her in a tight hug.

"Can I come look now?" Honor asked, seeing her brother nod, then point as the screen for her as he held his wife. "Oh my gosh! You guys!" Honor squealed.

"Babe, are you ok?" Logan asked.

"Yeah . . . Just in shock." she answered pulling away from Logan, and sitting back down on the bed.

"Ok. Because I want to run a couple tests since you are here anyway. You said you don't know how you fell, whether you tripped or your foot got caught. I want to run a couple of tests, just to make sure everything is ok. See if maybe you blacked out for a minute, or something. I'm sure everything is fine, I just want to be extra sure. And I am going to call Paris in for a few minutes to do an ultrasound. We need to tell her right away anyway, and it would be good to find out exactly how far along you are. Are you ok with all of that?"

"You're the doctor."

"Ok, I need to go get some stuff to draw your blood, and put your orders in for the x-ray and MRI. Unfortunately, I can't give you the anxiety medication before sending you for the MRI. It's not safe for the baby."

"And I'm sure an anxiety attack is just as good for a baby as medication is."

"I will see what I can do. There may be something else that we can try. We'll ask Paris when she gets here. Honor, if you have something else to do today, I can get someone else to come sit with Rory."

"I'm not going anywhere. My plans today were to help you guys unpack. Josh is playing golf, then he was going to come help with the unpacking too."

"Are you sure?" Logan asked.

"I wouldn't want to be anywhere else. I am now living vicariously through the two of you. Just call me Nanny Honor."

"Lorelai has already claimed the Nana name."

"I said Nanny, not Nana. Nanny, as in I claim all daycare and babysitting rights."

"Ok then." Logan laughed. "You hear that Ace? We just got ourselves a free built in babysitter!"

"Yeah." Rory answered softly.

"Ace, you ok?"

"Yeah . . . This is just all really overwhelming . . . My arm hurts."

"I know. I'm so sorry. I will go get you something for that right now. Everything is going to be ok. I know it's overwhelming right now, but everything is going to be ok. Give me a couple minutes to go get Doctor Johnson and I'll see if Valerie is in to do your blood draw. If she's not, I'll do it myself. Do you want me to call your mom or anything?"

"No, she's coming up tomorrow. She has stuff going on at the Inn today."

"Ok . . . I'll be back in a few minutes, alright?"

"It'll be fine." Honor told him. "I'll call you if we need you."

"Thanks Honor." Logan said, then kissed Rory's cheek and left the room.