Rory has sent her boxes far afield while she tries to decide what her life's direction is, what happens when they are found.

Boxes

Chapter 1 - Discovery

The security guard opened the gate to the storage unit housed in the basement. She gave him a grateful smile and proceeded to look around, hoping to find some insight into her fiancé's preferences. She had hoped to surprise him by incorporating some images that may inspire a happy memory or two for him. She shifted things, happy it wasn't dusty, he must have moved these things to make room for her, the thought made her smile, he was always so considerate. She located a few boxes marked 'Yale' and thought, 'Le gros lot!' She hoped these boxes would give her insight to her soon to be husband's style and help her plan a surprise for their wedding. She pointed to the boxes and he loaded them to the cart. They locked up the cage and he escorted her to the elevator and then the apartment she shared with Logan. She opened the first box, and was surprised, it was a woman's sleep dress, and not from his college days, it was from the new Victoria's secret line, she dug a bit more and stopped closing it quickly, it was filled with some woman's lingerie. Her heart broke, but she moved to the next box and found it contained clothing, she lifted a red dress, a rocket and sighed. She didn't bother with the third box for fear of finding more secrets. She pushed them to the corner and sought out a bottle of red wine.

That is how Logan found her, half through her second bottle and a set of boxes marked all over with the B- word and a few choice phrases in multiple languages.

"O?" he began tentatively, she rarely drank, she hated to be out of control, "What happened, what are those boxes?"

She scoffed, "Yale! Who the FUCK is YALE?! How long Logan, and don't tell me it's been over, that nightgown, and lingerie I found is from the new and promoted seasons! "She shook her wine glass at him splashing on the white carpet. "You told me there was only me! You promised, no more affairs once we were moved in together!" She followed is eyes to the spill and tipped her glass purposefully to deepen the stain. "You told me you would abide the contract, the one we are supposed to be signing tomorrow! You..." she muttered curses in French, Spanish and Italian, maybe a few in Greek, after putting the glass down and turning her back on him charging into their room and slamming the door. She shrieked shrilly and ripped it open, "You, PIG, you Dog, you-you..." she huffed, "You had her in our bed! Bastard!" she opened the closet and pulled out a sleek Gucci Trotter bag and stormed back to the room, roughly tossing items into it. "You and your father will hear from my lawyers! Bastard!" she slammed the door and stormed out of the apartment, out of the building and into the waiting cab.

Logan stood stock still, he looked at the boxes, the ones he had forgotten he was storing for Ace, "Shit! Shit! Shit! SHIT! How the HELL did she get those boxes, they were in the basement until Ace told him where to send them. God! How was he going to fix this, explain this, his father would be furious! He paced the room, remembered the wine and grabbed club soda from the cart pouring it furiously then dropped a bar towel on it to soak up as much as possible, he hated that she had ruined her silk and wool white carpet, the one she had so excitedly told him what naughty business they could get up to on it, since it was deliciously soft. He sighed, poured more soda, and blotted again with a fresh towel, distracting himself with the chore until the carpet looked good as new. He tossed the towels in the bar sink and rinsed them in cold water, then wrung them out and set them across the counter to dry. Still in a daze her punched a number into his phone, it only rang once until it was answered, he allowed no greeting "Ace, she found your boxes."

Rory didn't know why she had answered the phone, she was in her doctor's office having just been told she was pregnant and waiting for the doctor to return with the ultrasound machine, "Hi, uh Logan" she stammered, "I can't talk right now, I am at the doctor waiting for the ultrasound. I'm gonna' have to call you back, okay bye." She said distractedly, she disconnected and set her phone to silent, then back in her bag. Her mind was reeling, she was pregnant, it had to be Logan's and SHIT! He was getting married and not to her. Then her mind replayed the reason for his call, Odette had found her boxes, the ones he kept in the basement for her, double SHIT!

The smiling technician appeared with the doctor, "Okay Miss Gilmore, let's have a look see, shall we? Now just scoot your bottom to the edge of the table and put your feet in the stirrups, lift up and scoot just a little more till it feels like your bottom is on the edge. Good, now this is going to feel a bit odd, but the gel is warm, so it won't be uncomfortable." Rory tensed, and the doctor placed a hand on her thigh, "It's all right sweetie, just take a deep breath and let's have a look at baby."

'Boxes, Odette, found my boxes, BABY, I am having a baby, SHIT! I am 32, jobless, homeless, boyfriend-less, BABY – what in the name of all that..'.her mind stopped as she heard a weird swoosh, swoosh and it was suddenly all too real, a baby, she was having a baby and that is the heart beat, quadruple, shit! Maybe? Is this what her life had been missing? Listen to that it is amazing.' Her doctor interrupted her thoughts.

"Rory, are you okay over there? It's looks like you are a bit further than you thought, about 14 weeks, we could have used the tummy doppler, sorry if we made you un-necessarily uncomfortable, the good news is we can get some awesome pictures. How many do you want?" The doctor's chirpy voice once again shook her thoughts.

"Um, five I guess", she mentally counted, me, mom, grandma, dad, Lane, "Oh, six, in case the dad wants one."

"Of course, he'll want one, I can even give you a CD so he can hear the heartbeat!" She enthused, oblivious to the distracted woman on the table. She patted her leg, "Well, that's all for today, you can scoot back, I will leave you to get dressed and make an appointment for 4 weeks from now."

Rory scooted back adjusting the drape to cover her modesty, "Did you say fourteen weeks?"

"Yes, you have a very healthy baby, and at your next visit we will be able to determine the sex, unless you want a blood test?" The doctor said as she removed her gloves and washed her hands.

"No, that's okay, I will wait until the next scan, the father will probably want to be here too." She worried her lip, "If that's okay, I can bring him if he wants right?"

The doctor chuckled, "Absolutely, daddies love looking at the baby, and I promise, next scan won't be so bad, it will just be the doppler on your tummy. You will need to hold your bladder to get the best image, but once we have the pictures, you will be allowed to empty your bladder right away. To most patients it is a small discomfort for the best news of their life." She smiled warmly as Rory sat up and moved to sit with her legs dangling over the edge. "If you don't have any more questions, I will see you in four weeks."

Rory smiled her D.A.R. smile and allowed the doctor to leave. She dropped the covering, cleaned up and redressed, it was surreal, she had broken up with Logan after Odette moved in, but fate had another idea in mind. She robotically went to the reception desk, made her appointment, accepted the prescription, the scan pages and CD, thanked the nurse and blindly walked out of the office. The sun blinded her, and she blinked, then reached into her purse to retrieve her sunglasses, and placed the items she was holding inside. She went to her car and sat, she placed her head against the wheel and let it all sink in, she was pregnant, she was single, and Odette had found her boxes. Her mind a jumble, 'What was she going to do?'