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Changing Status by Bookworm
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Summary:Over one year has passed since Rory's graduation from Yale - early one morning she thinks about how her life has changed.
Category:One Shots
Rating:K
Warnings:None
Disclaimer: All stories, original characters and plots archived herein are property of their respective owners and authors. Gilmore Girls and it's characters are property of Dorothy Parker Drank Here Productions and Hofflund/Polone in association with Warner Bros. Television. No copyright infringement intended.

Rory stared down at the sleeping boy next to her, her baby, her life, her Harry. Harry was almost nine months old, yet he had never met his dad; Logan was gone, Logan was dead. As Rory lay in the darkness of her small Stars Hollow home she struggled to remember the day, over one year earlier, when her life had changed forever. It was only two weeks after her graduation from Yale, and her life was just beginning to get back to normal, not that she was anything close to getting over Logan, but at least she had managed to get an internship at New York Times for the fall, it was to be her big break and a new start, a whole continent away from the man she loved; but she still wasn’t feeling quite right, for the past few weeks she had been waking up early, feeling sick and eventually yesterday she had summoned up the courage to go to the doctors – we’ll call you tomorrow – that’s what they had said. She wasn’t surprised then when the phone had rung at 8am, they had always been very prompt. It was the doctor’s though, it was Finn. Finn, why would Finn call at 8am? Finn was never normally up before noon, he had always laughed when she and Logan had gone out for early morning walks. Rory could remember everything about that telephone call, from Finn mellow voice, to the painful gap he had left between her question and his answer.

He’s dead, Rory, he’s dead. His car spun on some oil, the car went off the bridge – went into the harbour, he’s gone. They didn't even find the body.

As Rory felt Harry stir next to her, she gently stroked at his sandy blonde hair – it was too early for him to wake up. Seeing Harry each day was her only joy, she hadn’t realised before the accident just what Logan meant to her, he was her best friend, her soul mate – he was gone. Rory remembered putting the phone down on the fateful Friday only for it to ring moments later – this time it was the doctor’s. This time the news was good. With the last phone call she had lost her man, with this phone call she had a baby – her own little Logan – maybe her life could go on.

The next few months had passed in a blur – every day her belly grew; but each day her heart broke a little – each day she felt as though she was losing Logan again. It was only in the early hours of Halloween that same year that she felt her heart become whole again, for on that cold October morning her new little man was born. He had a head full of blond hair and his eyes; they were as blue as her own. He was perfect, and he would be her life – with her family and friend’s help, her life would be okay, more than okay, her life would be perfect; but a little whole in her heart would always remain, for her first true love.

Back in the present Rory felt her head become lighter as she realised that she would be okay, one day. She and Lane were good moms and, well, Lorelai was still the best. Luckily for Harry he had not one, but two doting grandpa’s on her side – Luke had recently tried to teach him how to fish! Yet it still didn’t quite fit, Harry didn’t have a dad.

As she walked with the now very wide awake Harry through to the living room – to start the morning ritual of five cereals and TV - the door bell rang. Through the glass she could see a tall, blonde haired, brown eyed man. The little blonde man in her arms looked towards him with glee. ‘Daddy!’ he shouted - his first word.

Maybe the stars can be aligned thought Rory, as she walked with her son, towards her man; her one and only; her Logan.

 

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