AN: Hey guys this isnt my favorite chapter and nothing really happens (like every other chapter)! K well i'll let u get on to it!

Chapter 6

(Can We Leave Now)

--Original Message--

Sent: Monday, November 18, 6:58 a.m.

From: Kimmy Paxton

To: NYT Staff

Subject: Mandatory Meeting

All Office Workers,

An important topic needs to be discussed. Everyone must be in the conference room at precisely 7:45 a.m., today November 18. We will wait until everyone is there though, so don't think about being 'accidentally' late. I will see you in there.

Kimmy Paxton

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Massie was mad at this email, now she couldn't tell Rory about her amazing weekend.

Rory was mad at this email, Kimmy was going to tell her secret.

Logan was mad at this email, he didn't authorize this meeting.

The rest of the staff was mad at this email, Kimmy was wasting their time, like always.

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"Okay, everyone thanks for coming," Kimmy started.

"Kimmy get on with it we have articles to write." One of the entertainment writers, Sofia Carnigan shouted angrily.

"Okay well last night I came into the office to get my cell phone as I had left and I heard a noise, in Mr. Huntzberger's office so I walked in, and saw him and one of our fellow writers sitting on his desk, making out!" She exclaimed.

"Ten bucks says it was Rory," Someone sitting in the back called out.

"Duh, I mean who else would it be," Another person replied.

"Yes as a matter of fact it was. Rory would you like to say something." Kimmy demanded.

"Well um, see, um me and Logan, um Logan and I are um married." I mumbled, and then added quickly, "And I'm pregnant."

"I knew it was you on the phone." Adriana said.

Then, surprisingly, congratulations were chorused through out the group and then someone shouted, "Can we leave now, we, at least I already knew this?"

"Seriously why didn't you tell us, this was making me really nervous, I didn't want you guys to think I got this job because of him or something." I confessed.

"Rory we know, you're an amazing writer, and we just figured you would tell us when you were ready." William a sports writer answered.

"Thanks guys," I whimpered, and smiled genuinely for the first time in a while here.

"I'm leaving, before Mrs. Pregnant-Hormonal lady gets emotional, I mean I already got that from my PMS-y wife, I don't need it at work too" Our comic writer said then walked out, everyone else then walked out and Logan walked in. But before he was all the way in I heard some one shout, "So who won the pool?" We both started laughing.

"They really don't care," I said gleefully.

"I told you it would be fine Ace." Logan answered, and pulled me into a much-needed hug.

"I love you Logan." I whispered.

"I love you too Ace," Logan replied. Then together we walked out, hand intertwined, and then we parted and went back to work.

"Oh yeah and Kimmy," Logan shouted.

"Yes Mr. Huntzberger," She responded.

"You're fired." He smiled, I knew he had been waiting a long time to do that, and everyone else cheered and yelled finally. I just laughed and went back to work.

Later when I got home from work, I saw my mom's jeep in the driveway and a black SUV. I walked in the house, and called out "Hey Mom, Hey Finn,"

"Don't forget me." April shouted

"Sorry April," I replied. I wondered why they are all here.

"I missed my girlfriend." Finn explained as if he had read my mind.

"Luke was coming up here to see Liz, so we came over." My mom said when Finn was done like it had been planned, it probably had been too.

"So how long are you guys staying?" I asked, not really expecting to get a real answer from any of them.

"When we run out of places to shop at." My mom answered, there's the first unreal answer, and here comes the next.

"When we run out of alcohol," Figures. It was okay though, I had gotten pretty close to Finn the year Logan was is in London, what a tortuous year, and I always love spending time with my mom and getting to know April better, so I would take them for as long as I could.

We had just sat down for dinner, ordered-in Chinese, when Logan got home from work.

"Hey Lorelai, Finn, April, Ace." As he finished he bent over and gave me a peck on the check, he got a bottle of water, a plate, a fork, and then sat down on the chair next to mine. Luke then walked in, and Logan repeated that same process, but then handing Luke the plate, drink, and fork. All I could think was, as the boys started a conversation about some sports thing, and us girls started talking about where we were going shopping tomorrow, the only two things that would make this family better was Finn's girlfriend, my best friend Massie, and the two little babies that were going to be born by next summer. I couldn't wait, maybe even secretly hopping that Finn and Massie would be engaged. Also, the Chinese food could be worked on.

The next morning I woke up and I rode to work with Logan. We walked in smiling, talking, laughing, with his arm wrapped around my expanding waist.

"Are you sure that it's okay that I only work until noon?" I asked him for the thousandth time that day.

"Ace, I'm going to tell you one last time, yes, go because if I don't let you go you will be coming to work in sweatpants pretty soon, and that would be something society and Daddy Huntzberger would get mad about." Logan joked.

"Fine and Massie's coming too, and don't worry my mom is going to pick us up so you'll still have a ride home." I explained.

"Oh goody I get to have a ride home," He mocked me.

"Fine I'll take your car and you'll be stuck here." I threatened. He started to walk away laughing. Then he shouted back at me…

"Two things Ace, Taxi and Frank." I crossed my armed and huffed like a little kid, I forgot that he had access to a limo service and taxis weren't hard to get in New York. This only made him laugh harder. Then he added, "Get to work, Ace."

"You can't make me," I retorted. He started to walk back towards me.

He whispered in my ear, "We'll see about that." I smacked him on the arm and yelled his name.

"We are at the office."

"I know. It hasn't stopped us before." He said, with a wink, and walked to his office.

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I left the office at lunchtime that day with Massie, and my mom came in Finn's SUV with April in the passenger seat. April got out when we walked up to the car, and got into the middle seat. I slid in next to her, thinking about the last time I was in this car, the Life and Death Brigade trip, bringing a small smile to my lips, while Massie got into the front. While we drove there Massie and my mom started talking about Grey's Anatomy, surprisingly (not they were both addicted, and April and I started talking about the latest books we had read. We stopped at baby store, got maternity clothing for Mom and I. Then while we walked by different stores we played a game, and would in turn tell the first story that popped in your mind. My favorite one was either about the cat toiletry set Luke almost bought April or when we walked by a bridal store, Massie said she thought about marrying Finn, even though they hadn't been together very long. Maybe my dreams and wishes could come true; we even ate at a good Chinese restaurant that delivers.

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"Logan, Thursday is thanksgiving," I yelled while we were getting ready for work Monday morning.

"Really, I wondered why we got off work, thank you for telling me that Ace, or should I say Captain Obvious." He replied, sarcastically.

"I'm just so excited, I love holidays. So are we going to your parents, the inn, my grandparents? and you are going to spend sometime with Colin and Finn. While you do I think I'll go to Mrs. Kim's, I heard Mr. Kim might even be there. Are you sure you don't want to go, it could get exciting." I reviewed

"Yes, I think I'll skip the Tofurkey this year. How many times do you have to go over this exactly?" He groaned.

"As many as I want mister, be nice to your pregnant wife. Okay, here's a question I don't think I've asked, what are you, Colin, and Finn going to do?"

"Probably eat pizza and get drunk." He suggested, plainly and simply.

"That's so boring, and un-American, well it is American, but un-spiritive." I said, while buttoning up my shirt.

"Well Finn is Australian, and he refuses to participate in Thanksgiving. Also I never was a cheerleader so I think its okay that I'm not spirited" He smirked.

"Seriously he refuses why?" I wondered, ignoring his cheerleading comment.

"Because 'Thanksgiving is a fake holiday made up by a whole bunch of idiots, that were probably fat, cause all they wanted to do was eat for 3 days. If you want real holidays go to the beloved place, I am proud to call home, the only country that is also a continent, the land down under, Australia'" Logan recited. I laughed at this, Logan has an amazing memory, an amazing imagination, or Finn has repeated this line many times. Knowing Finn, it's probably the last.

"Whatever, I'm surprised he even knows that it is the only country that is also a continent."

"Oh, heck no Finn knows just about everything there is to know about Australia."

I was about to respond, when I felt the baby kick, and I became a little queasy. I quickly ran, rules, even rules in the Gilmore handbook, can be broken, to the bathroom, with Logan behind me. This was one time I hated being pregnant, morning sickness. Logan had become accustomed to it, he would come and hold my hair, while I would proceed to throw up, it was a rather gross process.

"Okay I'm done." I said, partially with a double meaning, as I sat down on the side of the bath tub.

Logan sat down next to me, pulled me into his chest, and just let me cry. After a few minutes I pulled back, and he wiped the remainder of my tears with his thumb. He led me back into our bedroom, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Ace, you don't really mean that do you?" He asked sincerely, his hand intertwined with mine.

"No, I'm just tired, the baby keeps me up at night, and I can't have coffee, and everyone is treating me like I can't do anything, and I'm hormonal, I'm sorry. You must be joining Kevin in the 'my wife has become so annoying I can't wait until she will just have this baby' way" I rambled.

"Ace I love you, I'm not going to tell you that if I could I would carry this baby for you, because I probably wouldn't, but how about we compromise. I won't drink any alcohol or coffee while you are pregnant, and when the baby wakes you up at night, wake me up." He offered.

"Logan I can't make you do that, I mean getting drunk with the boys is your thanksgiving tradition, don't stop that because I can't drink. Also, how is that a compromise, you get nothing, and I get everything." I was starting to feel bad, I didn't want him to have to give anything up.

"You get everything, but I get to see you happy." He said, cheesy yes, but at the moment I didn't care, even I need a bit of cheese sometime. Actually, a cheese pizza sounded amazing.

"Logan, I love you." I whispered.

"I love you too." I sincerely said back, looking straight into each others eyes, both knowing that the words were unnecessary.

"We are going to be late for work." I finally said.

"Well it's a good think I'm the boss then, now isn't it. I need a new shirt." He randomly replied.

"Oh my gosh, Logan, I'm so sorry I got mascara stains all over your shirt." Great, I didn't think I could feel any worse about me practically ruining his next 5 months, but now I ruined one of his favorite shirts.

"Hey Ace, you aren't ruining anything, I am the one that made the offer in the first place, and this shirt cost like fifty dollars, I'll just buy another." He smirked and walked into the closet. I don't know how he always knew what I was thinking, but it sure was comforting sometimes.

"Oh my gosh, you are so late." Massie said as I walked into the office later that morning, "Aw, you have your first little baby bump."

"I know, it's kind of exciting, but it also made me kinda have a major freak-out this morning, and well morning sickness doesn't always come at convenient times." I confessed.

"Oh, boring, I was hoping for a big drama, like Mitchum showed up and locked you up but Logan being the big trouble maker, picked the lock and was able to sneak to work, or you were…hm… doing the McNasty." She added, as the wiggled her eyebrows.

"Of course, you can't even have one conversation without using a Grey's Anatomy term." I just ignored what her message was.

"Nope, I'm… Mc-ddicted," She shot back.

"More like Mc-tarded. Oh my gosh, that could not have been any worse, I can't believe we're writers." I retorted.

"That's what my parents keep telling me." She said, as she went back to her desk.

Hey thanks for reading. Sorry it took so long, and i hope you enjoyed it! It's one of my longest chapters, but i kinda hate it, tell me what you think. hint hint Okay well this was my last pre-written chapter (sad isn't it that i've had these chapters written). Anyways i'm not really talking about anything so i'll stop! Oh and a preview for next chapter: Kyle is back (refer to chapter 2)! Thanks for the reviews/favorite author/favorite story/author alert/story alerts/voting on my polls (oh there is a new one up)! I'm officially done... now.