I was in the living room where I had my desk set up for work. Lena had long gone to bed and I was working on an article, when my phone buzzed violently on the table I had no second guesses on which it was,
"Rory Hayden."
"Now why didn't you tell me I had a niece!?" she squealed into the phone,
"Hi Honour," I sighed,
"And why didn't you tell Logan? Or did you tell him and he stepped out, because that is the worst possible thing! I am going to kick his a-,"
"I tried to tell Logan," I said calmly, "I kept going to voice mail and then he changed his phone number,"
"And you couldn't call me?"
"And tell him that the ex-girlfriend who was your friend, called you and told you that she was pregnant with his child and wanted to see if he wanted involvement? He wouldn't have believed you,"
"Yeah but seeing a kid on a sonogram would have cleared it up for him!" Honour argued,
"Can you imagine he'd believe me?"
"You're faithful girl Rory; he knows that even if he has become a hostile idiot."
"How is he, Logan?"
"Honestly, a work junkie. He doesn't go out with Colin and Finn, he doesn't come home except for obligatory parties or unless I'm in labour." She said with a laugh,
"What's he doing anyone?"
"Working for Mitchum, he's associate CEO of the company. Dad is setting him up to completely take over. He's still single,"
"Subtle Honour," I sighed,
"He never got over you Rory. You were his first real girlfriend, first person he ever fell in love with. He still has albums with you in it; he follows your stories. You fell off the face of the planet for a while, and I guess we know why."
"Lena changed things yes, but she made it so much better. She gave me a reason to get up in the morning."
"Why is your name Hayden now?"
"Everyone knew Rory Gilmore, Mitchum's prodigy, the girl from Yale. The girl connected to Richard and Emily Gilmore. No one knew about Rory Hayden, and no one besides my family and the school knows there is a Lena Gilmore."
"You need to tell him. He has a right to know,"
"I tried to tell him, and it didn't work. I'm done; I've made a life for myself and Lena."</p><p>"You think he isn't going to find out eventually?"
"He hasn't so far, he's given up on me. He's probably trying to move on, if I show up in his life again and with a girl I'm claiming is his daughter? He's going to lose it. I refuse to destroy his life; I will not hurt him again."
"You're hurting him by not telling him about his daught-," she stopped talking, "Please shush, I'm putting you on speaker." I sighed but sat quietly, I heard a deep voice that I thought I'd never hear again,
"Hey Honour," Logan's deep, sexy voice said over the phone
"What a surprise, am I in labour?" she laughed,
"Hope not yet, who were you talking to?"
"Just a person, on the phone."
"Who?" he laughed,
"A reporter," she lied, I smiled that wasn't a complete lie,
"Another one trying to find out when I'm getting married?"
"C'mon you're not seriously going to be alone forever,"
"Maybe not,"
"It's been three years." She said softly, I bit my lip
"She is the only girl I love,"
"You mean loved?" Honour asked, and before he responded a sneeze slipped out,
"Is that on speaker?" Logan demanded, "Who the hell is this?" he demanded,
"BYE!" I yelled and hung up the phone quickly. I slammed the phone down and sat down on the ground, maybe he wouldn't recognize my voice... and then the phone rang. I peered over the counter at it, it said private number if it would honour wouldn't it say her name? I answered it,
"Hello?"
"Hello loin fruit!" my mother sang through the phone, "Why did you sound so scared?"
"Oh mom, thank god. Nothing, I just watched The Ring."
"Without me!?" she demanded,
"Ignore her Rory!" Luke yelled from the background,
"Where are you calling me from?" I asked, "It said private number."
"I am using Luke's brand new iPhone!"
"Luke has an iPhone?"
"I got him to buy one! Anyway, I am calling because I was wondering if my lovely granddaughter would be available for me to kidnap tomorrow!"
"Mom, you know she has daycare."
"The day after?" she asked,
"That's fine," I laughed, "Is Luke coming to Friday night dinner?"
"No!" he yelled from the background,
"He is not, the glorious Emily is still less impressed by his presence,"
"So she still doesn't know you're pregnant?"
"Another kid out of wedlock? Do you want her to have a stroke?"
"An even 3?"
"BOTH OF YOU NEED BIRTH CONTROL!" an unfamiliar voice called,
"Who's that?"
"Liz," Lorelai laughed, "And guess who she brought with her?"
"Jess?" I laughed,
"Uncle Jesse?" Lena asked, walking out from her bedroom, "Got to go mom, love you." I hung up the phone,
"Sweetie, why are you up?" I asked,
"I had a bad dream, is Uncle Jesse here?"
"He's in stars hollow; would you like to visit him and Nana the day after tomorrow?"
"Yes, I like stars hollow! Will Butch make me pancakes?" she asked, I shook my head at that my mom set that seed in her head so early that became her term for Luke, and he just couldn't resist her,
"If you ask real nice, probably yes. Now you have to go back to bed." I smiled,
"Mommy, I'm scared." She said, her bright blue eyes looking up at me, "Will you read me a story?"
"I will only read you a chapter." I warned her, she smiled and nodded, I took her hand and took her back to her room and read her part of a chapter from Little House on the Prairie and she drifted off. I had a shower after I left her and crawled into bed, setting my alarm for the morning. I pulled out an album I kept in my cabinet to show Lena one day, the album was labelled 'your father' but in my mind it was 'the greatest love affair of all time' yes, I think we kicked Romeo and Juliet's ass. I flipped through it, picture through the growth of our relationship, pictures from the life and death brigade I tricked him into taking me on, when I became his girlfriend, pictures of me and Honour, and a picture Doyle had taken of Logan and I, asleep on the couch with me resting on his chest, and of course all the health details on him I had a private investigator dig up on him so I knew if there were any health problems I should keep an eye out for. I put the album away and looked through Lena's album, sonograms, picture of me and my ever growing belly, me in the hospital, pictures of Lena the day she was born, pictures of everyone holding her, Jess looking possibly the most awkward as he had only ever held Doula before. My favourite picture though was me holding her outside our house in stars hollow. But my favourite picture that would never exist is Logan holding his new born daughter in his arms.
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3 Years After
FanficIt's been 3 years since Rory walked away from Logan's Proposal, a little surprise was hidden from him though. Its 3 years later, and Rory is working at the New York Times, and imagine her surprise to see Logan, and imagine his to see Rory's daughter.
