[Purzelbaer]

Hi ihr Süßen!
Oh mein Gott, es ist ja schon Ewigkeiten her, dass ich hier das letzte Mal was gepostet habe.
Erstmal vielen Dank an alle, die zum letzten Chappy was geschrieben haben!

Ich habe jetzt nur noch zwei Kapitel, die hier noch nicht gepostet sind. Das soll nicht heißen, dass die FF bald vorbei ist, sondern dass mir momentan die Muse für BWIB fehlt. Aber ich liebe diese FF und habe viele Stunden hinein gesteckt, daher möchte ich sie auf keinen Fall sterben lassen. Ich bin mir also ziemlich sicher, dass ich weiterschreiben werde.
Allerdings bekommt ihr jetzt erstmal einen neuen Chapter, den vorletzten breits geschriebenen. Wer weiß, vielleicht macht ihr mir ja Lust weiterzuschreiben.
Viel Spaß beim Lesen, eure Susu!

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“Wow, that was …” Rory couldn’t find words to describe her feelings. She hadn’t felt that close to somebody in her whole life. Not even the close relationship to her mother could begin to compare to the bond she had with Finn. He on the other hand had similar feelings. Instead of an answer he drew her even closer to himself so that she was lying nearly full on top of him. He kissed her temple. They were both quiet for a moment, the only sound in the room being their breathing and the waves they could hear flow on the beach softly. But suddenly Rory jumped up and turned the lamp next to the bed on. She got pen and paper and then sat down next to him again.
“What are you doing, kitten?” he asked curious. Instead of an answer she showed him the piece of paper, on which she had scribbled two words. Pro and Con it said. Finn looked at her surprised. Knowing her as well as he did, he of course knew about her decision-making method. But what was there to decide now?
“You said you want me to think about my decision concerning the baby, right? So that’s what we’re doing now.” She smiled up at him before settling back into his waiting arms. After a moment of staring at the two words on the paper Finn took the pen from Rory and wrote something down. I love you more than anything could be read underneath the Pro. She shook her head smiling and in return took the pen from him. The next pro was added to the list. We already have two bedrooms, of which we’ll probably use just one in the future. Then she sighed and added a con. We’ve only been together for a little more than a month.

After some time they had, without much talking, completed the list. The pros outweighed the cons by far.
“So I guess that means we’re having a baby” Rory concluded. Finn turned her face to his and kissed her softly. The passion of only a few hours ago was gone and it allowed him to think clearly and read her crystal clear eyes again.
“Kitten, it’s more an emotional decision than a logical one. You have to ask yourself whether or not we’re ready for this.” She in return looked up into his eyes. They were so full of care and there was a small glimmer of hope, too. Even though he didn’t allow himself to recognize it, he still hoped she would say yes. They had come so far during these last weeks. And he knew he could do this, he could be a father. He wasn’t the drunk playboy from college anymore, hadn’t been for a long time. He had grown up and his love for Rory had been a big part of the reason. He had wanted to show her that he could be responsible and that there was a completely different side of him that she hadn’t seen yet. That side was the caring friend he had been for her over the past years and finally the boyfriend she always wanted to have. She smiled softly at him.
“I am ready. And I know you are, too. So I’d say yes, I want to have your baby.” He smiled at her, a genuinely happy smile. Then he kissed her, turned the light off and made her lie down next to him.
“I love you” he whispered before he drifted off to sleep. Rory lay awake a little more, held tightly to Finn’s body by his arms. A soft smile was playing around her lips as she listened to his even breathing. A long time ago she had told her mother in a house in Martha’s Vineyard that maybe Logan and Luke would be the guys they would spend the rest of their lives together. As to her mother it had been true. But she – despite the hurt and bitterness cursing through her when she thought about him – could only laugh at her own words. Logan had never been the one. God, he had never even tried to be the one. But she had fallen for him nonetheless, hurting some people in the process. One of those people had been Jess. She still missed him sometimes, not in a romantically way of course. But she would like to have her old friend back. Maybe they could make up, as long as he was ready. For now she was happy with the way things were. Logan was in the past. And she was gonna have a baby.