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"Any news?" Lorelai asked a couple hours later, walking into Rory's living room with the left over cake and 4 forks.
"Not yet." Rory answered.
"Was it like this last time?"
"Pretty much. They are probably still running tests. I feel bad about not being there."
"I can't believe Shira slept through the whole thing. All those people coming into the room, and she was just out."
"She probably took a sleeping pill."
"Yeah but realistically, how long had she really been asleep for? Was she even there for the announcement?" Lorelai asked.
"I don't know. I didn't see her, but I also wasn't paying attention to what she was doing."
"So Logan's Mother really doesn't like you?" April asked.
"That woman hates me!"
"But why?" Gigi asked. "You are literally the nicest person in the world."
"She's a snob and thinks that I'm not 'good enough' for their family."
"Which is really funny because if you want to talk about being 'trash', Shira is way more trashy than any of us will ever be." Lorelai laughed. "Between the Hayden and Gilmore families, Rory is way more upper class than Shira can ever hope to be. From what I've heard, she is a gold digger from some hick farm town in the middle of nowhere who got a boob job and then went to the big city to slut her way around some bar where she met Mitchum, and she managed to get pregnant knowing that his family would force him to marry her in order to prevent a scandal."
"That is so stupid." April told them.
"Right?!" Rory agreed. "She once referred to is as a difference in 'their' money and the Gilmore money."
"And the Gilmore money is way more elite than the Huntzberger money. The Gilmores go way back to before the Mayflower. The Gilmore family has been around forever! The Huntzbergers are literally newspaper money. Their 'money' is way 'newer' than the Gilmore money. It's just ridiculous!" Lorelai added.
"But what about the Hayden money?" Gigi asked. "I try to stay out of it, but I know our family is loaded and goes back pretty far. The Haydens are a pretty big deal. Some people at my school call me heiress, which is just annoying."
"Well, technically you are honey, but you share that with Rory." Lorelai told her. "Maybe it just comes down to old and new money to that woman, but who knows! The entire things is stupid. Technically, if we were to put both the Gilmore and Hayden money together, you two would have way more than any of the Huntzbergers."
"Why does everything have to be about money?" April asked.
"Trust me, I wish I knew!" Rory agreed. "I wasn't raised with money, and neither was Shira. You would think that she would like me just based on the fact that we have similar upbringings."
"I guess that's why Dad says he hopes that I turn out more like Rory than the spoiled kids that I go to school with." Gigi told them.
"Well your Dad is doing a good job of reigning both on you in. It wasn't like that when you were little. You could have easily turned into one of those entitled brats." Lorelai said as she handed Gigi a fork, and set the cake on the table she had pulled over to the couch. "Rory, April, here are your forks."
"Ok, enough of this drama." Rory told them. "Let's talk about something happy. April, how is school going?"
"It's going great! I am actually graduating soon, with a degree in biological sciences. I was thinking of maybe trying to get a job in a hospital laboratory."
"Where are you looking to go?"
"I don't know. I go back to Connecticut and find a hospital there, or I was thinking of maybe trying somewhere in New York. You're up here, and my parents are only a couple hours away, so I could see you guys all the time if I lived nearby. Or maybe I could go to medical school and become a doctor."
"You should talk to Logan. Maybe he could help you figure things out."
"Dad said that too."
"What about you Gigi? What are you going to do when you finish high school?" Lorelai asked.
"I don't know really. I'm only a freshman, so I have plenty of time to figure it out. Maybe I'll go to Yale like Rory."
"You can go anywhere you want to. Don't let anyone tell you that you have to do something that you aren't interested in. You go where you want to go. Don't go to Yale just because I went there. You can go to Harvard if you want to." Rory told her. "Or go to Princeton, or Stanford."
"You can go to clown college if you want to. You do what is best for you." Lorelai told her.
"My mom went to school in Los Angeles." Gigi told them.
"You can do that too. There are some great schools out there. You can become a fashion designer if you want to. You have great style!"
"I was actually thinking about that. There are good schools both in California and in New York."
"Or you could go to school over-seas. Your mom is still in Paris, right? You could go to school out there if you wanted to."
"Yeah, maybe. We'll see what happens. I have 3 more years to figure out what I want to do."
"Here's a fun subject, what should we name Rory's little jelly bean?" Lorelai asked.
"Yes! I love this subject!" April told them. "You can name her Audrey or Elizabeth May."
"What about Roselynn?" Gigi added
"Rory, have you thought of any names yet?" Lorelai asked.
"Not really. Having another Gilmore girl, shouldn't I keep the Lorelai tradition alive?" Rory asked her.
"You can if you want to. You can name your little Princess anything that you want to. If you want to name her after us, you can. But if you want to choose a different name, that is entirely your prerogative. This is your baby." Lorelai said as Rory's phone began to ring.
"It's Logan." Rory said reaching for the phone. "Hi Honey."
"Hey Ace. How is the slumber party going?"
"It's great! I think we might finish off this whole cake though. I hope you didn't want any."
"Actually, there is a piece for him on the counter." Lorelai told her.
"Never mind, mom saved you a piece."
"Tell her thanks for me." Logan smiled.
"Logan says thanks." Rory repeated. "How is your dad doing?"
"It's pretty bad. They are taking him into surgery right now. I just sent Honor home to go to bed, and I'm going to stay here tonight. They need to put stents in, and it looks like there are some pretty severe blockages."
"That sucks! How long is the surgery supposed to take?"
"Several hours, depending on how many complications they run into."
"You should come home and get some sleep. I'm sure Doctor Levan will call you with updates."
"I know, but I need to keep myself busy. I'm going to go help out in the ER while I wait for updates."
"Logan, you haven't slept! It's after midnight and you are supposed to work at 6am. You've been awake for over 19 hours already."
"I know."
"You need to take care of yourself before you can take care of anyone else. You of all people should know that."
"Ace, I know."
"I'll come get you right now."
"No, Rory. Even if I came home, I wouldn't be able to get any sleep. It's better if I just stay here and keep myself busy in the ER. I'll see if someone can pick up my hours later today so I'm not here for my whole shift."
"Logan, you need to get some rest."
"I can take a nap on the couch in my office if I need it. I want to stay close by in case they need me."
"Ok." Rory sighed in defeat. "Do you need anything? I can come by."
"I'm ok, thank you though. You should go back to your slumber party. I just called to give you an update."
"Are you sure? I really don't mind."
"No, I'm fine. I promise. I'll just see you tomorrow, ok?"
"Ok."
"I love you Ace. Have fun with your mom and sisters, and get some rest. I'm going to go work."
"I love you too." Rory said then heard the call disconnect.
"What's going on?" April asked.
"It's pretty bad. Mitchum is going into surgery and having stents placed. Logan said there are some severe blockages and surgery could take several hours depending on how many complications there are. He's going to stay at the hospital and work while he waits for updates."
"He went in at 6am yesterday and he's supposed to work again at 6am tomorrow." Lorelai told her.
"I know. He said that he would take a nap on the couch in his office if he needs it. He wants to stay nearby."
"That sounds familiar."
"How come every time things are really good, Mitchum goes and has a heart attack? I swear, it's like I'm never allowed to just be happy." Rory said frustratedly.
"Oh trust me, I get it Honey. Your life has been completely turned upside down over the last couple months. But we'll get you through this. Things won't be like this forever." Lorelai told her.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Scene 2 ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Columbia Presbyterian Hospital
Manhattan, New York
10am
"Hi, would you mind paging Doctor Hunzberger for me?" Rory asked the lady behind the reception desk after walking through the hospital doors the next morning.
"Is he expecting you?" the woman asked.
"He should be. I'm his wife."
"Just one moment." The lady answered, reaching for her phone.
"Hey Ace." Logan said pulling his wife into a hug a few minutes later. "I am so glad to see you."
"How's your dad?" Rory asked as Logan held onto her, burying his face in her hair.
"He's in the ICU in a medically induced coma."
"How did the surgery go?"
"There was a lot of damage. I have to call the rehab center today."
"Logan, you've been awake for going on 30 hours now. You need to come home and go to bed."
"Trust me, I know. I'm pretty sure my blood type is caffeine right now. I'm surviving on Monster, and I don't even like the stuff." Logan said as he finally let go of Rory.
"Come on, let's get you home."
"I can't, I need to check on a few more patients, then go check in on my dad."
"Logan, you need to come home now. You know this isn't good for you."
"Doctor Huntzberger, how much longer are you here today?" Doctor Levan asked, as he passed through the hallway. "Mrs. Huntzberger, it's nice to see you again."
"Hi Doctor Levan." Rory smiled.
"I'm supposed to be here 6-6." Logan answered.
"He's been awake since 5am yesterday." Rory spoke up, looking straight at Logan. "He worked all night last night just to keep himself busy."
"Go home Logan."
"I can't, I'm scheduled until 6."
"Go home. I'll take care of it. I'm pulling rank. You aren't any good to us when you are exhausted. You have plenty of sick time as well as FMLA available. You need to go home. When is your next shift?"
"Not until Thursday."
"If you need the time off, please take it. You have a lot going on right now."
"My wife is pregnant, and my dad just had a second heart attack in a month. What would you do in my situation?" Logan asked.
"Probably the same thing you are. Go home Logan. You and I will talk tomorrow after you've gotten some rest. I'll call your Dad's rehab center myself, and I'll let you know if there are any updates."
"Thank you Doctor Levan." Rory smiled. "Come on Babe. Let's get you home."
"I need to go check on my Dad one more time." Logan told her.
"Logan, there haven't been any changes. He is in a medically induced coma. You know as well as I do, what that means. Go home. We'll talk tomorrow." Doctor Levan told him.
"Ok." Logan finally sighed. "I need to go shower."
"Get him home. I'll clock him out and check in on you guys later." Doctor Levan said, then turned and walked away.
"Are you hungry?" Logan asked.
"Luke is making an early lunch. Let's just go home. You can shower there." Rory said, reaching for Logan's hand, and leading him toward the hospital doors.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Scene 3 ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"How's he doing?" Lorelai asked seeing Rory enter the kitchen a couple of hours later.
"He's finally asleep."
"Is everything ok?"
"It will be. But I think I could use your help with something."
"You name it, I'm there."
"Will you come talk to Shira with me?"
"The Dragon Lady?! What in the world do you want to talk to her about?!"
"Shira wasn't there last night."
"Oh really?!"
"Logan's parents didn't say a single word to us after we announced that we are having a baby. We saw them talking to Honor after Paris announced that she is pregnant too, but they didn't even look at us. Logan is pretending that he's ok with it, but he's taking it really hard. And now Mitchum is in a coma following a second heart attack. Our lives have been completely turned upside down because of the two of them. I don't give a damn that Shira doesn't like me. But right now, the way she is acting is completely killing my husband. Neither her or Mitchum support Logan's career. They don't want him being a doctor. And I almost feel like they are purposely acting this way because they think that it will manipulate Logan into doing things their way."
"You think that they are purposely doing things to cause Mitchum to have a heart attack because they think that it will force Logan to go running back to their family."
"I don't think it's both of them. It think it's Shira. Mitchum was doing really well at the rehab center."
"Shira realizes that Mitchum could die, right?!"
"Hold on, I need to make a call." Rory said, pulling a phone from her pocket.
"Who are you calling?" Lorelai asked.
"Mitchum's doctor." Rory said as she dialed.
"Doctor Huntzberger, I thought I told you to go home and go to bed." Dr. Levan said as he answered his phone.
"Actually, it's Rory. Logan is asleep. I have a question for you."
"What can I do for you Mrs. Huntzberger?"
"This might sound a little weird, but did you by any chance take any blood from Mitchum last night that is still sitting around waiting for testing?"
"I'm sure there are a couple vials that haven't been processed yet. Why do you ask?"
"Can you by any chance run a toxicology test with everything else that you are already testing for?"
"I suppose we could do that. Do you have reason to suspect there is a problem?"
"I can't prove anything right now, but let's just say that Logan's family is extremely manipulative. I have reason to believe that someone is purposely doing things to cause Mitchum to be ill. He was doing great at the rehab center, but then he came home for Thanksgiving, and suddenly had another heart attack. I know that there are a lot of different things that can cause heart attacks, but I'm wondering if maybe there was something purposely done, like not taking his medication or something. Something just seems really off right now. Maybe it's pregnancy hormones, but I have my suspicions."
"Ok. I'll look into that, and see what I can find out. But I need to let you know that if someone is purposely sabotaging a patient, they can be criminally charged. And in a case like this, it would be attempted murder. That is a very serious allegation."
"I know. Which is exactly why I wanted to bring this to you. I'm going to go talk to Logan's sister and mother about it right now, and I'll talk to Logan when he wakes up. But I wanted to see if you could check Mitchum's blood work before whatever is in his system gets completely flushed out."
"Alright. I will go look into this right now, and get back to you when I have information."
"Thank you Doctor Levan. I'll let you know if I find anything out on my end." Rory said, then disconnected the call.
"There's my favorite little reporter!" Lorelai smiled. "It's been a while since I've seen her."
"What are you talking about?"
"It's been a long time since I've seen you this excited about something. It's been a while since you've had a big story to work on."
"Mom, I have a lot on my plate lately."
"I know you do. But I also see that your face is completely lit up right now, so I want to help. What can I do?"
"Come with me to talk to Shira. I know Honor will be on my side once I tell her what's going on, but I need a witness just in case Shira tries to kill me or something."
"You don't think that Honor will go with you?"
"No, of course she'll go with me. But I could use your input on this one."
"When do you want to go over?"
"Are you ready right now?"
"Lead the way!" Lorelai told her.
"Where are Luke and April?"
"Walking your dog. I think they went to Central Park. Luke has never been there, so April wanted to take him out while we're here."
"That sounds fun! They'll have a great time!" Rory said as they headed out the door and across the street to Honor's house.
"It's too bad your Dad and Gigi had to leave this morning. It would have been fun to do something with your sisters today."
"Yeah, but there's always next time. Christmas is coming up in a few weeks. Maybe we can all go ice skating at Rockefeller Plaza or something.
"Yes! Let's do that! We should go on Christmas eve."
"I might not be allowed to skate though, now that I think about it."
"Let's go see a show or something then."
"I like it! I'll see what is playing while everyone is here. Logan has to work both Christmas eve and Christmas Day, but he asked for Christmas eve night and Christmas morning off."
"It sucks that he has to work on holidays!" Lorelai told her as they knocked on Honor's front door.
"Yeah, but that is what I signed up for when I married a doctor."
"Is it weird to think that you're married to a doctor?"
"Sometimes. But it's Logan. I honestly don't even think about his job most of the time, unless someone asks me what he does for a living. To me, he's just Logan."
"Hey you two! Come on in! What brings you over?" Honor asked opening the door to see Lorelai and Rory.
"Is Shira still here?" Rory whispered and saw Honor nod and roll her eyes. "Are you busy or can we talk for a minute?"
"Yeah, of course! Have you eaten lunch? Let's go to the kitchen. She's outside smoking. At least we can keep an eye on her through the window. What's going on?"
"Detective Rory is on the case." Lorelai told her.
"Who are we investigating?" Honor asked leading the women to the kitchen.
"Her." Rory answered.
"Fill me in?
"I don't have anything to go off of yet, but I'm working on getting it. I talked to Doctor Levan this morning, he's your Dad's surgeon. I have him running a toxicology panel on some on the blood they drew last night. Something isn't making sense. Mitchum was doing great out in Malibu, but then he comes back here, and 3 days later has another heart attack. That just seems weird to me. And it was a really big one. Your Dad is in a medically induced coma, and there were a lot of surgical complications."
"Logan said there were several blockages."
"He could have died. I'm not the biggest fan of your parents, but I don't wish death on anyone." Rory told her. "It just doesn't make sense that Mitchum would be doing so well at the rehab center, then come back here and suddenly almost die from a massive heart attack."
"I was thinking that myself." Honor agreed.
"Maybe it's the journalist in me, or maybe it's the pregnancy hormones, but I feel like we are missing something. Something had to have triggered this heart attack, and I want to know what it was."
"And it's not like we can really get answers from Dad, because he's unconscious!"
"I need to talk to Logan about all of this after he wakes up, but I wanted to talk to you, and then deal with Shira."
"Do you suspect she's sabbotaging him?"
"I don't want to accuse her without evidence, but your family is known for their manipulation. It wouldn't exactly surprise me if your parents were pulling some kind of crap to try to manipulate Logan into doing what they want him to."
"Not like they haven't tried that before."
"Exactly! They have a history! Your mom wasn't there last night when we announced that the baby is a girl."
"She went to bed and took a sleeping pill, which is how all those people were able to be in and out of the room without her waking up." Honor told them.
"She hasn't said a single word to us since your parents came to see the house."
"I know. Logan is pretty pissed off. He wanted to confront her last night, but I wouldn't let him."
"What is her problem?" Lorelai asked.
"I honestly don't even know! She asked me what the baby is this morning, and I played stupid and told her that I won't know what my baby is for several more weeks. I won't even discuss your baby with her. She'll have to talk to you and Logan to get that information. I'm not going to play her stupid game."
"Do you by any chance know where your Dad's medication is?" Rory asked.
"They're right here." Honor said turning to the cabinet next to her refrigerator.
"Can I see them?"
"Sure." Honor said handing the bottles to Rory.
"These are filled monthly, and he takes two a day. If he got them a week ago, he should have 46 pills left. Mom, will you count these?" Rory asked.
"Sure."
"Honor, who gives your Dad his pills while he's been here?"
"Mom and I have been doing it."
"Are you sure he's been taking them?"
"He has when I'm the one giving them to him."
"I'm guessing no one has been babysitting Shira to make sure Mitchum gets his pills."
"I honestly didn't think it was needed. Mom offered to do it the other day when I was on the phone, so I've been letting her help out."
"I don't fault you for that at all, I know how busy you've been with the party, Thanksgiving with Josh's family, and with helping us. I honestly don't know how you get so much done every day."
"Caffeine and very little sleep." Honor chuckled.
"This bottle has 52 pills in it." Lorelai told them.
"Which means that Dad has missed 6 doses. That is 3 days of medication. Two of those doses can be excused by last night and this morning, but that is still 4 extra pills. Damn it, Mother!" Honor said getting upset, and reaching for one of the other bottles. Both Rory and Honor quickly opened the other two medication bottles and counted the pills as quickly as they could.
"I got 54." Rory announced.
"I got 50 . . ." Honor told her. "What the hell?! How are we all getting different numbers?"
"Let's trade." Lorelai told her, swapping the bottles, giving Rory the bottle that Honor had, and taking the other bottle for herself, handing Honor the original bottle that she had first counted.
"I got 50 . . ." Rory said pulling her phone out of her back pocket and snapping a picture of the label on the medication bottle, then labeling it in her phone with the number 50.
"I got 52." Honor told her. Again, Rory snapped a picture of the label on the bottle and labeled it with the number of pills inside.
"54 in this one." Lorelai told them, then watched as Rory snapped and labeled another picture.
"How the hell do we have different numbers?!" Honor asked angerly.
"I want to say that your dad isn't getting his medication, but I'm also thinking that maybe he's getting it, but in the wrong dose. He's supposed to get each of these twice a day, so maybe your mom was giving him 3 pills, but not the correct ones?"
"Even with giving him the wrong medications, there are still too many pills in each bottle, so he is definitely missing doses." Lorelai told them.
"Honor, can I take these home to Logan?" Rory asked. "I want him to count them when he wakes up."
"Yeah, of course. I'll put them in a bag for you." Honor said moving through her kitchen to find a bag for Rory.
"So what's the plan other than telling Logan?" Lorelai asked.
"I'm not quite sure yet." Rory told her.
"Do you still want to confront Shira?"
"Oh, I definitely want to confront her, but maybe not about this just yet."
"I'm ready to rip into her." Honor told them.
"I want to wait to talk to Logan about the medication, and see what the tests say before confronting Shira about all of this." Rory told them. "However, there are quite a few other things that need to be said at this moment."
"Just one second." Honor said as she set the bag of pills on the counter, then walked across the kitchen to the back door, opening it and stepping outside. "Mother, would you mind coming inside for a moment, please?"
"Honor Honey, it is such a nice day out, don't you think?" Shira asked as she turned toward the house, and saw through the window who was inside. "Honor? What are they doing here?"
"Come inside Mom." Honor told her.
"Please tell me they are leaving soon."
"Come on inside. We need to have little chat."
"Oh Honor, don't be so dramatic." Shira said rolling her eyes as she stepped past her daughter into the house. "I'll just be a moment, I'm going to run upstairs to clean up."
"No Mom, you aren't! Sit down!" Honor said sternly, closing the door, and pulling out a chair at the small table in the corner of the kitchen, by the window.
"Honor, watch your tone! This may be your home, but I am still your mother!" Shira snapped.
"SIT!" Honor said in a louder, more frustrated voice, then heard Lorelai suddenly cough to cover up a laugh that had managed to slip from her mouth as Rory quickly elbowed her.
"What in the world is going on?!" Shira asked, finally sitting down at the table as she was directed.
"Mother, Rory has something that she would like to talk to you about." Honor said as she took a seat next to her mother, and motioned toward the other side of the table for Rory and Lorelai. "Would you two like to sit?"
"Thank you Honor, you are so kind." Lorelai said taking a seat at the table, but Rory didn't move from where she was standing by the large island. "Rory, Honey why don't you come sit down." Lorelai told her. "There is a chair right here for you."
"I'll stand, thank you." Rory told her.
"Whatever is this little pow wow about?" Shira asked in a sickeningly sweet voice, looking at her own daughter.
"Oh Mother, you know exactly what this is about! You and I have had a conversation about this many times." Honor answered in her own sickeningly sweet, mocking voice.
"Honor, that was very disrespectful. I raised you better than this."
"You mean the nannies raised me better!" Honor snapped.
"Honor! I won't sit here and allow you to speak to me like this!" Shira said getting angry.
"Oh but you can sit here in MY house and treat Rory and Logan like this? Really?! How does it feel mother? Do you like being disrespected and snapped at? Do you like being treated like a child, and told what to do?"
"Honor Elaine! You stop this nonsense right now!"
"But Mother, this is exactly how you treat Rory. This is how you've treated her since the day you met her! And she has done absolutely nothing to even deserve it, except for love your son. And I won't even mention the craptastic way that you continuously treat Logan! You treat people like trash, but then you have the nerve to get upset if anyone dares to be less than cordial to you. Well welcome to the real world Mother! Because we are DONE with your crap!" Honor told her. "This is MY house! Rory is my sister now, and I happen to really like her! So you either start treating her with the respect that she deserves, or you won't ever be welcome back here, do you understand me?!"
"Honor, you watch your tone!"
"Shira! You watch your tone! This isn't your house!" Josh said entering the kitchen after hearing the loud voices echoing through the house. "You don't get to speak to my wife like that! I won't allow it! Hi Rory, hey Lorelai." he smiled, giving Rory a quick hug, then walking over to hug Lorelai.
"Hey Josh!" Lorelai smiled.
"What's going on in here? Would you ladies like a drink?" Josh asked.
"No thank you." Rory answered. "We aren't staying very long. We just came by to have a little chat if you would like to join us."
"Sounds ominous?"
"Mother, Rory has something to say to you." Honor told her. "Rory, why don't you go ahead."
"Shira, I just wanted to let you know that you really upset your son last night. Logan has spent his entire life bending over backwards, trying to make you proud. He's gone out of his way, giving up everything he has ever cared about, all in a pitiful effort to appease you. Yet no matter what he does, nothing is ever good enough. For 20 years he killed himself to do exactly what you wanted him to. But then he met me, and from the second he brought me into your home, you attacked me. You didn't even know me, yet you attacked me. I have never once done a single thing to deserve such blatant disrespect. The only thing that I have EVER done to you, if anything, is to love your son. I have loved him, and I have been there for him through so much. And you know what? Not once have you ever been there. You couldn't even be bothered to show up to Logan's graduation from medical school! Logan is a doctor, and you are ashamed of him! Who the hell is ashamed of their son becoming a doctor?! And do you know WHY Logan became a doctor? Because he was sick of killing himself to be something that he isn't. Because he was sick of trying to be who you wanted him to, and he wanted to do something, and be something that he is proud of. Logan and I may have only gotten back together a couple of months ago, but I am so damn proud of him, that I could cry! Had I known that Logan went to medical school, and that he was graduating, I would have been there! Do you know why I would have been there? Because regardless of the fact that Logan and I weren't together at the time, the fact remains that Logan did something incredible. Logan defied the odds and went to medical school. And not only did he go, but he graduated with a double major. And he did it all without you! You refused to help him with the tuition and books, you refused to support his decision. You refused to be a decent parent to him, and support his dream. So do you know who paid for Logan to go to school? Honor and Josh did! Because they love him. Because they respect and support him. Because they want the best for him. Just like I do. Heck, even my mom is proud of Logan for becoming a doctor, and my mom hated Logan for the first several years that she knew him. However, even though my mom was less than thrilled about me dating Logan, never once did she ever disrespect him. Never once was my mom not nice to him. Never once did she say a single negative thing to him. Never once did my mom ever say a single bad thing about Logan to his face. You know why? Because my mom is a much better person than you can ever hope to be! Because my mom loves me, and she respects me. Because my mom cares about my happiness. I could have gone to clown college, and my mom would have still been proud of me. Just like your own daughter, I went to Chilton. But you know what? I graduated with Honors!"
"I didn't even take Honors classes when I was at Chilton, so you've got me beat there." Honor spoke up.
"I graduated with Honors, from one of the toughest schools in the country! And then I went to Yale, where I met your son. I had a 4.0 grade point average, yet in your eyes, I wasn't good enough for your family. I come from a good family. A historic family. TWO historic families! I'm not just a Gilmore, but I'm a Hayden too!" Rory said, digging in her pocket for something, then throwing a card down on the table in front of Shira. "I am a freaking Hayden, Shira! A Hayden! Just that alone makes me WAY richer than you can ever hope to be! And you know that, don't you?! You know exactly who my grandparents are, don't you, Shira?! Do you see what it says right there, on my driver's license? It says Gilmore-Hayden. I come from two amazing upper class families. Yet because I'm not a self-centered gold digging bimbo, you hate me! Because I believe in equality, because I believe in working for what I want, because I don't need a man to take care of me, because I don't want the boring trophy bimbo life that you have, because I actually have a brain and know how to do things for myself, you hate me! But you know what Shira? That's fine. That's just freaking fine! You can go right on ahead and continue to hate me because I don't even care! I won't fight with you. I won't fight with you because you aren't worth it! You are a trashy gold digging bimbo from Hicksville with an iron clad prenup that says that you get absolutely NOTHING other than an allowance from your husband who doesn't even love you. Your husband, who you tricked into knocking you up because you knew that his parents would force him into marrying you. Your husband who can and has cheated on you for the last 35 years. Who doesn't even like you and your ridiculously manipulative ways. Your husband who can't even stand to be around you! But you know what? You made your bed, and now you have to lie in it. Unlike you, I have a husband who actually loves me. I have a husband who might be related to you by blood, but who you were never a mother to. I have a husband who was raised by nannies to be the amazing man that he is. I have a husband who loves me, and supports me. A husband who loves that I work, and who begged me to take over his father's company when he didn't want it even though he is technically the family heir. I have a husband who handed me a multi-million dollar, multi-national company that your husband used to run, before he almost died from a heart attack. Oh wait, let's make that TWO heart attacks! TWO in one month! Did you even know that you husband happens to be in a medically induced coma right now?! Did you know that he almost died last night? And it's ALL thanks to you, Shira! So I hope that you are proud of yourself. I hope that you are proud of the choices that you've made. Because you are the one who has to live with them. So go right ahead and hate me all you want, because I honestly don't give a damn about you. But I do want to tell you one other thing . . . You had better hope that Mitchum doesn't die. Because if he does . . . I promise you, you will NEVER be welcome in my home, or my family's life, EVER again! You know exactly what you did, and as soon as Logan wakes up, he will too." Rory said reaching for her driver's license that remained sitting on the table in front of Shira, where she had thrown it. "Oh, and Shira . . . Just a heads up . . . I've already alerted the hospital about what you've done. You had better hope and pray that those blood tests come back in your favor, because it's a criminal offense to play God with someone else's health." Rory told her, then turned and left the kitchen.