So, I've been sitting on these for a while and I just decided to publish them all at once. They all take place within my Gilmore Girls/OC-verse and at the moment they're the only ones I have. If there's anything you'd like to see, let me know. Thank you to ORy for your amazing skills.

Ryan stood just behind his brother, Seth, on a beautiful spring day. They were on the grounds of the Dragonfly Inn and he was witnessing something that had been a long time coming.

Seth was finally marrying his dream girl.

Feeling his own wedding ring on his finger he looked over at his wife who was acting as matron of honor even though she was almost nine months pregnant.

Taylor looked at him with a smile that turned into a grimace and a look of "Oh my God!"

Ryan stared at her for a moment before what was going on hit him.

"Now," he mouthed.

Taylor nodded at him, "Now!"

Ryan shot a look at his brother and Summer before he took a deep breath.

Sandy, who had been watching the exchange from the front row, leaned over to his wife and whispered, "I think we're about to become grandparents again," just before Ryan spoke up.

"Uhm, Rabbi?"

"Ryan, you don't get any lines...."

"Sorry, Seth," he nodded his head towards his wife. "But we need to speed things up."

Summer looked over her shoulder and Seth followed her gaze. Taylor smiled weakly at them, "I am so sorry."

"Oh dear God," Summer said.

"I never thought I'd say this," Seth said turning to the audience. "Is there a doctor in the house?"

"Seth, stop," Taylor said. "Rabbi Baran, please continue. I am not going anywhere until these two are married."

Rabbi Baran nodded and skipped to the vows, which were said as reverently and as quickly as possible.

As Seth and Summer kissed Ryan went around them to support his wife.

"Enjoy the reception guys," Ryan said as he hustled Taylor towards their car after making sure Sandy and Kirsten had a hold of Jake and Josie.

"You might want to put me in the back seat." Taylor suggested.

"You're that close? Why didn't you say?"

"Dammit." She looked down at the puddle under her feet.

"Lorelai! We're not gonna make it to the hospital!"

Lorelai hustled over, followed by Luke and Rory. "Military secret time?"

"Please, if I had it I think I'd give out the President's cell phone number."

"Cell phone," Ryan patted his pockets. "We need to call the doctor."

"We need to get her to a bed."

"Where?"

"The only room that's open is the honeymoon suite."

"Uh Ryan," Kirk said quietly.

"Not now Kirk."

"I'm a trained midwife."

"No," Taylor said. "Not a chance in hell. Keep him away from me."

"Taylor, we don't have a whole lot of options," Lorelai said.

"Sandy and Kirsten left Sophie with him and she got a skinned knee."

"You'd rather wait for the doctor?"

"There has to be someone else."

"Seth and Summer don't know any doctors who were able to make it."

"Luke, didn't you bring April? She's planning on medical school."

"You want someone who's planning to be a med student delivering the baby?"

"April probably knew the mechanics of delivering-Ow!"

"Let's get you to the room."

"No!"

"Taylor...."

"I can't take the honeymoon suite. Summer will never forgive me."

"The only other options are the barn or the living room of the Dragonfly."

"Taylor, take the honeymoon suite," Summer appeared. "We'll change the sheets."

"Or we'll just leave early." Seth suggested.

"We're not leaving until Taylor has her baby."

"Oh......ouch....." Taylor squeezed Ryan's hand as another contraction went through her.

"Honeymoon suite it is." Lorelai motioned them forward. "Kirk...."

"....no...."

"Sorry, honey; but there's not really very many options."

"We need gloves."

"Gloves?"

"He," Taylor pointed at Kirk, "is not touching me without some kind of barrier."

"Does he really have to touch her," Ryan was starting to reconsider this Kirk thing.

"You worry about coaching Taylor okay," Lorelai said. "I will make sure Kirk doesn't do any unnecessary touching. Sookie?"

"Yeah?"

"Go to the storage closet and get a box of the disposable gloves that the maids use to clean the toilets."

"Going!"

Lorelai turned to Luke, "Save me a dance and don't kill Michel."

"Make sure you keep Sandy from killing Michel," Ryan said over his shoulder.

"Got it," Luke nodded.

Seth and Summer watched their matron of honor and best man disappear inside the honeymoon suite before Seth turned to Summer, "We should crank up the music so no one hears Taylor screaming."

"Good idea. Lane!"

"Music is being turned to partially deafening as we speak," the older girl said as she hustled by them chasing Kwan.

"This could only happen to us," Seth mused.

"Just think of the story we'll have to tell little whomever," Summer pointed out, patting her stomach.

"What?" She smiled at him, then turned and headed back to the party. "Wait, Summer. What?"

---xxx---

"You think we'll ever have a normal birth again in this family or did me having Sophie in the Gilmore pool house completely curse us," Kirsten smiled at Sandy.

"I don't think it's you, Sweetie."

"Thank you."

"I think it's Ryan."

"That makes no sense at all."

"You have to have noticed the fact that his life is one weird thing after another."

"Ryan's not cursed."

"I didn't say all the weird things were bad. Our family has been pretty good for him."

"Jake and Josie were born in a hospital."

"Barely," Rory said as she sat down with the older Cohen couple. "Sorry to eavesdrop but I think my date might just be the most self-absorbed person on the planet. Never let Emily Gilmore fix you up."

"No problem, Rory," Kirsten smiled. "What do you mean about Jake and Josie?"

"Well, on the way to the hospital, Grandma's car got a flat and then the car that picked us up took us a veterinarian hospital. We barely made it through the ER doors before Taylor popped."

"See?"

"It was still a hospital, Sandy."

"Only because Ryan wasn't there. If he'd been there, it would've been the vet hospital or the tow truck."

Kirsten laughed, "You're so crazy. I love you."

"Love you, too, Babe."

"I'm gonna go get a drink," Rory said scampering away from the couple.

"Here's to us; still scarring the younger generation." Sandy toasted.

----xxx----

"How do you feel?"

"At least it wasn't twins again," Taylor smiled sleepily. "I want alcohol."

"I'll go snag you some champagne," Ryan told her. "It's a boy."

"Hmm," Taylor said. "He needs a name."

"You still stuck on Brandon?"

Taylor smiled, "I like it. Brandon Atwood. Middle name?"

"Well we can't use Sandy's name again."

"How about Robert? I think Summer would like that."

"Robert it is." He kissed her temple.

"Maybe this way she'll forgive me for stealing her....."

"Summer loves you. You'll probably hear the squeal when I tell her." He smoothed her hair out of her face and smiled down at his son.

"Weren't you getting me champagne?"

"You'll pass out before I come back, so I figured why bother?"

"Did anyone call an ambulance so we can get to the hospital?"

"Lorelai's taking care of it. You did so good, Taylor," he smiled.

"You weren't so bad yourself. I love you."

"I love you back."

"I love you so much," Taylor declared, bursting into tears. "I love you, and our family, and our house, and I'm so happy....." Her words became indistinct as she cried.

"Uhm...." Should he call someone? Was this normal? "I'm glad?" Maybe he should go for that champagne, after all. Soon, so that he'd still have use of his hand, later.

"Ryan, it's okay," Lorelai said from the doorway. "It's hormones. Two days after Jake and Josie were born she was in the kitchen with Sookie and Taylor broke a dish. I think she cried for an hour."

Taylor made a burbling noise that might have been agreement.

"Can you get her to let go of my hand?" It was really starting to get painful. His wife was a lot stronger than she looked.

"Taylor, honey," Lorelai said quietly. "You need to let go of Ryan's hand. He's not going anywhere. If he ever tried, Dad would hunt him down for you."

Taylor released Ryan's hand and just rested hers on top of his.

"Thank you," he said to Lorelai.

"Sure. I'll let you know when the ambulance gets here. Do you want visitors? The grandparents and Seth and Summer are waiting."

"Oh God," he rubbed his face. "Let's get the newlyweds out of the way first."

"Are you sure?"

"We're naming him Brandon Robert, so there won't be any rage blackouts."

"Good name," Lorelai said as she disappeared out the door. A moment later Summer and Seth were standing in the doorway.

"C'mon in guys," Ryan invited.

"Ryan, she doesn't look pregnant, does she," Seth pointed frantically at his new bride, missing the wink Summer threw her friends behind his back. "She can't be pregnant!"

"Actually, she can. See, when two people really, really like each other......"

"I hate you."

"You love me."

"Do you two want to see your nephew or would you like to continue arguing?"

Summer hurried over to the bed to look at the bundle in Taylor's arms. Her face melted into a mushy smile, "Oh my God."

"Isn't he adorable?"

"He is. He really is. What's his name?"

"Brandon Robert Atwood," Taylor announced proudly and then she yawned.

"Oh! That's so perfect. Thank you, Taylor."

"So I'm forgiven?"

"For what? Do you have any idea how awesome a story this will make?"

"I think it's good luck. And my nephew's birthday will be real easy to remember."

"So, when do I get a nephew? Or is it going to be a niece," Ryan asked.

"Not for a while yet," Summer said absently. "Couple years, maybe."

"Ha! I knew you weren't pregnant."

"Shut up, Cohen."

"You really can't call him that any more, you know."

"Yeah, you're a Cohen now."

"Speaking of Cohens, we should let the grandparents in."

"I'll get them," Seth volunteered heading out the door.

"Summer, I am so sorry about this."

"Don't you dare be sorry. It was great. Ryan, did you call Frank or Dawn?"

"I'll call them later."

"Ryan....."

"Later, I said." He ran his thumb over the tiny fingers of his newest son. "Right now, I've got more important things to think about."

"Incoming grandparents," Seth said as he came back in.

"Let me see," Kirsten came closer. "Oh, he's beautiful. Seth wouldn't tell us his name."

"Brandon Robert," Ryan said.

"That's great."

"Yeah, my Dad would be thrilled."

"I'm sorry he wasn't here today, Summer."

"Me too but who knew Seattle would be in the middle of a monsoon like rainstorm the day his flight was scheduled to leave?"

"Someone around here has to have a video."

"It's not the same."

"Knowing how things usually work, he'll probably burst in right when you're leaving for your honeymoon."

Taylor giggled as she looked at her son. She looked at Ryan, "Sorry we don't get to dance tonight?"

"I think I like the way things turned out."

"He's adorable." Kirsten observed. "May I?"

"Um, yeah," Taylor nodded. "Ryan, you wanna give me a hand? I can't really sit up and balance at the same time."

Ryan smiled and took his son in his arms handing him to Kirsten.

"You did good, kid."

"Thanks Sandy," Ryan smiled at him before sitting down next to Taylor. He put an arm around his wife and took one of her hands in his as she looked up at him.

"I love you," she mouthed soundlessly.

Ryan kissed her forehead, combing her hair back with his fingers.

"Ahem," Lorelai said, motioning towards the baby. "My turn."

Kirsten smiled and handed Brandon over to Lorelai.

"Make you want another one, Lorelai," Taylor asked.

"No. I think Jamie is going to be enough to keep Luke and me busy until Rory or April gives us grandkids."

"Don't get your hopes up, Dad. Ryan took the pressure off in the grandkids department."

"Well, I don't have to be pressured to have kids," Summer smiled.

"You did this joke already."

"Who says it's a joke?"

"I am not falling for it this time, I tell you."

"It's entirely possible. It's not like we don't..."

"Not in front of the newborn, please, Summer."

"What she said."

"I'm just pointing out that the possibility exists."

Seth started to look frightened just as Sookie poked her head in, "The ambulance is here."

"Hear that Townsend? You're evicted."

"Enjoy the sheets," Taylor smirked.

"We'll change them," Lorelai said giving the baby to Ryan. "We promise. But for now, let's go. One of you needs to announce the birth of Brandon Robert Atwood and I need to call my mother and tell her."

"Let Sophie announce it." Ryan suggested.

"Why not me? I'm your brother."

"And you just got married. You should be focused on your wife."

"Little sister trumps brother anyway."

Seth muttered something that sounded like "spoiled".

"Like you weren't," Kirsten teased as Ryan cradled his newborn son.

"What are Jake and Josie doing?"

"Not to worry. Mrs. Kim's keeping an eye on them."

"Oh, God," Taylor laughed a little.

"She'll be fine."

"I wasn't worried about her."

"They're your kids. Stubborn doesn't even begin to cover it."

"Stubborn and unmoving," Taylor smiled. "Congratulations. They're Atwood's."

"Like you're not stubborn at all?"

The paramedics with the stretcher cut off her answer.

"We'll see you guys later," Summer gave Taylor a quick hug and then Ryan. Seth shook Ryan's hand and kissed Taylor's cheek. Sandy and Kirsten took turns hugging them and promising them that they'd look after Jake and Josie for the night. Lorelai gave them both a hug, whispering to Taylor that she'd done good.

"Thank you for not letting me run away from him," Taylor whispered.

"Thank you for not letting me run away with Christopher," Lorelai smiled back.

"That's what family is for." She looked around at the crowd, at her family.

Her family.

Great, she was gonna cry again.