"You ready to go home, baby?" Tristan asked Rory. The doctor had just signed her discharge papers.
"Very ready. What about your business in Boston though?" she asked.
"I talked with your dad. He and Neil will just come here instead. We all think it's important for me to be here with you right now."
"But he doesn't know that I'm pregnant yet, right?" asked Rory.
"No, all of our parents are going to come over to the house later tonight and we can tell them then. They know that something is going on, so we can't really hold them off," Tristan answered.
"Good. How are we going to get past Logan?"
"I got Colin to talk him into meeting us at the house after we leave so we can all speak privately. I thought it would be best if we don't have this conversation in public."
"You're right. We have to talk to him now," Rory agreed.
Rory slipped her shoes on and she and Tristan walked out of the hospital hand-in-hand. Luke and Lorelai had driven to Yale and brought the Escalade to the hospital so that they would have a vehicle to drive home. He helped her into the car and got behind the wheel to drive them home.
"Can I ask what happened with Logan today?" he asked.
"Yeah. I walked out of my building to go grab a salad and he was outside waiting for me. He talked me into hearing him out over lunch. I hoped that if I faced him head on I could get him to back off but he kept insisting that we could still carry on with each other despite us both being engaged. I got angry and went to storm out, and I think you know the rest from there."
"I'm so sorry that you had to face him alone. Things may get ugly when we talk to him at the house. If they do, I want you to know that you can leave the room and I'll handle him, okay?" said Tristan.
"I will if I really feel like I need to, but we need to deal with him together. He has to see that he can't come between us," Rory replied. "I feel like he'll be looking for anything he can use to push us apart."
"You're probably right about that, but it won't work. You and I are forever connected by our two little ones now, and we'll be married soon. Have you thought any about our wedding?"
"I have, actually. It's the middle of July now. Do you think we could pull something together at Labor Day? I thought maybe we could get married at your family's house in Ocean Beach. We could marry on the beach at sunset with just our closest family and friends there with us. I really want our wedding to be peaceful and be all about our marriage rather than furthering business," Rory replied passionately.
Tristan laced their fingers together and brought Rory's hand up to his lips and kissed it. "I think that would be absolutely perfect, Mary. Let's talk to our parents about it tonight and we'll make it happen. Are you sure that doing this so quickly won't be too much stress for you, though? I remember when Abigail was pregnant, and her doctor was constantly telling her to keep her stress level as low as possible."
"I thought maybe we could ask our moms to take care of quite a bit of the planning and arrangements? I think if we tell them what we want they'll do a great job of abiding by our wishes, and that would take a huge weight off of me. I overheard them talking about planning our wedding when we were all together last weekend, so I think they would love to do it," Rory offered.
"You're right - I think they'll do a great job. Alright, let's do it. What's the date that Saturday?" he asked.
Rory took her phone out and looked at her calendar. "It's September 3rd."
"Let's make it official, then. On September 3rd, you'll become my wife. That's just over a month," he said, and she could hear the pride and happiness in his voice.
"Just over a month, and then I'll be Mrs. Dugrey," she confirmed.
Tristan glanced over at her and smiled. "You're taking my last name?"
"Of course I am. I know that a lot of women don't do that now, but I can't wait to change my name. I want to share a last name with my husband and children," she whispered.
"I love the sound of that, baby. I still can't believe that we're pregnant with twins," he said in awe.
"I know, it's kind of crazy. I mean, I know that we weren't using birth control, and obviously we're intimate quite often, but it still seems unbelievable."
"But good, right?" he pressed.
"Incredibly good. It's better than I could ever have hoped," she said with a smile.
"It's perfect. Now, any thoughts on how we approach this conversation with Logan?"
"Well, my first thought is not to have the conversation at all," she said with a laugh. "Seeing how that's not an option, I guess we just kind of rip the bandaid off? I know he's going to be angry, but he really has no reason to be. He's just going to have to accept that he and I are over for good, just like I told him months ago."
"You're sure about us, right?" Tristan asked quietly. "You haven't changed your mind and decided that you'd rather go back to him?"
"Never!" Rory exclaimed. "You're my forever, Tris. No one else could ever be what you are to me. Even if you left me today, I would never go back to him."
"I just want to make sure you know that we'll likely hear from his family after this all comes out, especially if they get word that you're a Hayden. They've always been about status," he warned.
"We'll get through it together," Rory assured him.
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Finding Rory
Fanfiction32-year old Rory Gilmore's life is a mess. Will someone from her past help her take control and find happiness? And if so, will Logan respect her wishes and let her be happy, or will he continue to pursue her?
