29Chapter One
It has been just over a month since her life was turned upside down. Her first reaction, obviously, was shock. She knew she was late, she had a feeling she was pregnant before the stick turned pink; but feeling and knowing were two completely different things. Knowing made it real.
She never really thought about having kids, what with all the traveling she does for her writing career she's trying to follow. She's a planner. She likes to have everything planned out. Having a baby wasn't in her plan. Having a baby alone definitely wasn't in her plan.
After the test turned up positive she did two things. First, she vomited, then she sat on the bathroom floor and cried. Cried because this wasn't planned, cried because she didn't know what she was going to do, cried because she and her mom were in the middle of fight and she was worried about her reaction, cried because the father of her child was going to be getting married to some French woman, and probably wouldn't want anything to do with this baby.
Although, if she was honest with herself, she knew that Logan would be involved in this child's life. Odette might not be thrilled with it, but she knows that Logan would be the father that every child deserves to have.
She's only told a handful of people about the pregnancy, mostly her family. Deciding to wait until she's out of the first trimester felt like the best choice for her. Looking at herself in the mirror, she flattens her shirt against her. She's always been on the petite side, but if you look close enough, you can see the tiniest bit of roundness to her belly. Her first doctors appointment is today, she's both nervous and excited. She hopes that seeing the baby on the screen will make her feel more connected to the pregnancy.
Grabbing her sweater, she exits her room and heads towards the living room. "Mom, you ready?"
Lorelai jumps up from the couch, "Yeah, let's go."
The drive to Woodbridge is silent, Rory gazing out of the window, and Lorelai paying attention to the road. Not able to handle the silence anymore, Lorelai asks, "So are you excited?"
"What?" Rory asks, shaking herself from her daydream.
"Are you excited? To see the baby?"
"Yeah, I think so," Rory says. "I still don't feel pregnant, other than the morning sickness."
Lorelai nods in understanding. "It's amazing, kid. Trust me. The first time I saw you..." she pauses, sighing happily. "...it's indescribable. Hearing your little heart beating, it was the moment I knew my life was changed."
"Really?"
She nods, "Yeah, really. It all seems scary right now, cause you're not sure what you're doing, but you will. You've got me and Luke. You'll be a great mom."
Rory smiles, 'I hope so, I had you growing up.' "I hope you're right."
"I know I am."
The car is filled with silence the rest of the way to the doctors office; Rory staring out the window lost in thought. She still doesn't know how she's going to tell Logan. What do you tell the man that you turned down at twenty-two who is engaged to someone else, even though you've been sleeping with him and, for all intents and purposes, having a secret relationship—ok, ok, an affair— with for the last 3 years?
'Hey, how's the wedding planning going? Oh, by the way, you're gonna be a daddy. Did you set a date yet?'
Ugh, she was screwed. Never mind Logan, how was she going to tell Emily Gilmore? She's never disappointed her Grandmother before, but she knows that this will ultimately break her heart. Granted, she's not sixteen like Lorelai was when she found herself pregnant, but nonetheless, she's still an unwed mother.
The Jeep lurches to a stop, and she feels Lorelai's hand on her shoulder. "Ready?"
"Do I have a choice?" she asks, giving her mom a small smile.
Sitting in the waiting room, she looks around. There are women scattered around in various stages of pregnancy. Some of them have their husbands (or boyfriends) sitting with them. She wonders if Logan would be the type of man to come with her to doctor's appointments. She rolls her eyes internally. Who is she kidding? Of course he would be. She has to tell him. And she will.
"Lorelai Gilmore?" a nurse calls from the door way.
Both girls stand, and Rory smiles at the nurse, "Hi, I'm Lorelai Gilmore, or Rory would be better."
The nurse smiles, "I'll make a note of that in your chart. Come on back honey."
"Thanks," Rory says, following the woman down the hallway.
"Alright, first things first," adjusting the chart in her hand, "Everyone's favorite part. I need you to step on the scale."
Once the nurse is done taking all of Rory's vitals, and getting her chart current, she tells them that the doctor will be in as soon as he can. Lorelai smiles over at her daughter, "How ya doing, kid?"
Rory nods, "Not too bad. A little nervous."
"Yeah, thats to be expected. You just seem lost in thought."
"I've decided that I'm going to tell Logan. He has a right to know. I'm going to call him tonight when we get home."
Lorelai smiles. "Good. I'm glad. What do you want to happen after you tell him?"
"Well, I hadn't really thought about it," Rory shrugs. "I mean, I would love for him to be involved, only if he wants to be, of course. But I don't know what to expect. I don't want him to be with me just because I'm pregnant. I want him to be with me because he wants to be."
Before Lorelai can respond, someone knocks on the door to the exam room. "Good morning, Rory, is it?"
She nods, "Yes, it is."
Extending her hand, the doctor introduces herself, "Hi, I'm Dr. Robbins."
"Rory," gesturing to her mom, "this is my mom, Lorelai."
Doctor Robbins' eyebrow raises, "You're both 'Lorelai'?"
"Yep," Lorelai chuckles, "You're not the first to ask that either. I was sixteen and decided that if men can name their sons after them, then I can name my daughter after me. She did the name proud, this one."
"Well, alright then," the doctor smiles. "That works." Turning to Rory, "It says here you're needing confirmation of pregnancy?"
"Yes," Rory answers. "I took three tests at home, but I guess you never know with them? I don't know, this is my first time doing this."
Before the exam, the doctor answers all of Rory's questions and calculates an estimated date of conception based off of her last cycle, "but once we see the fetus and get measurements, we will have a better idea."
"You ready to see your baby, Miss Gilmore?" Doctor Robbins asks.
Rory looks over to Lorelai and extends a hand out to her, squeezing it as soon as Lorelai accepts. Lorelai nods a little, and Rory turns back to the doctor. "Okay, I'm ready."
"Okay," she smiles. "I apologize in advance, this is going to be a bit uncomfortable." She begins the exam, and punches a few buttons on the keyboard in front of her. "Lets see if we can get a heartbeat, it might be too early still for us to hear it. However," she says, turning the monitor so Rory and Lorelai can see it, she points, "this is your baby."
A look of complete awe washes over Rory's face, her eyes fill with tears. "Oh my gosh," she whispers. She turns and looks up at her mom. "Mom?"
Lorelai smiles a watery smile at her daughter, "I see, honey. I told you. Amazing."
Turning back to the doctor, "Can we get photos?"
"Of course."
The phone rings, and she mentally prepares herself for the voice on the other end. She hasn't seen or talked to him since their last shenanigan with Colin and Finn. She promised him she'd leave him alone, but she has to tell him. He deserves to know.
"Hey, Ace," Logan says, smiling into the phone. "What's up?"
"Hey," she says shakily. "I have something I wanted to talk to you about."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah, is now a bad time?"
"Now is the perfect time. What's going on?"
…To Be Continued…
