Yes, well, I know, I still have to update Meant Something to Me. But, I got this idea and had to write it! And, this is the second draft because I'm an idiot and instead of clicking 'save', I clicked 'exit'. Yes, I'm an idiot. And, admittance is the first step…right?

Anyways, this story will be somewhat AU. It will be a Rory/Logan story and will hopefully be quite long. It starts at the beginning of Rory's senior year of college. Just so you know Rory is 21 and Logan is 23. Other than that this is what you need to know:

Lorelai and Christopher married when Rory was 5. They subsequently had 5 more kids (they've obviously been very busy…): Lillian (Lily), 15; Jacob (Jake) and Isaac, 9; Jacqueline (Jackie) and Benjamin (Ben), 3. They currently live in Hartford, but they lived in Stars' Hollow until Rory was 12. Lorelai and Sookie (all that is true on the show for her is true in this story) own a chain of inns along the eastern seaboard. Christopher is a lawyer for a firm in Hartford.

Rory began Chilton as a freshman. However, she had been best friends with Tristin DuGrey since they were children due to their grandparents. Lane is also best friends with the two. For (my, especially) entertainment reasons, Finn and Paris are dating. Tristin and Stephanie are also dating. Dave is still in this story and dating Lane. Colin is dating my own character, Krysta. Everyone is attending Yale (if not, they've graduated) except for Tristin, Lane and Dave, who are respectively attending Princeton, Berklee College of Music and UCLA.

It was one o'clock in the morning when Frank dropped him off at the entrance of the apartment building. He was excited to be home. It had taken three months of lengthy verbal battles with his father along with many nights spent working until 3 or 4 am to prove his 'maturity' Finally, after three long months, his father agreed be could go home. Of course, he'd be working at The New York Times, but an hour and a half drive was nothing compared to the eleven hour flight.

He couldn't wait. He wanted to hold her in his arms again. He needed to hold her in his arms again. He needed to kiss her again. He needed to see her smile. The last time he'd seen her she was crying and that broke his heart. He couldn't handle it. He never wanted to do that to her again.

His walk across the lobby seemed miles long. The ride up the elevator seemed to take days. Years, even. The hallway to the door of the apartment appeared to get longer as he walked closer to the door. The key just hadn't seemed to fit the lock the first 'thousand' times he tried it. He was convinced the door weight a few tons as he pushed it open.

Walking into the vast apartment, he saw his girlfriend with her back to him talking on the phone. As he got closer, he realized that she was talking to Lily, her younger sister. He couldn't hear the other end of the conversation but caught Rory's end and silently laughed.

"He called you Mary?"

"Really?"

"Lily, listen, I'll come down this weekend and we'll talk. Actually, you need to talk to Tristin. He'll know what to tell you!"

"Bye hun, see you soon!"

It was at this moment that Logan chose to wrap his arms around her waist. She screamed. He laughed.

She turned, she knew that laugh. Twisting in his arms, she smiled when she saw him then began to cry. When she started crying, his heart broke.

"Rory, what's the matter? Why are you crying?" Logan's heart continued to break as she continued to cry. He didn't understand… wasn't she happy to see him?

She smiled, "Oh, Logan, I know you're still pretty new to this whole boyfriend thing… but when a girl cries, she may be happy. And let me tell you, I'm ecstatic." She managed to get the entire speech out in between the tears and laughing. Both had wrapped each other in the biggest bear hug ever and refused to let go of one another.

"So, why are you still up… let alone talking to Lily?"

"Oh, she called me about 4 hours ago to talk about her first day of sophomore year. I completely forgot how much that girl talks."

He laughed, "Boy troubles?"

She laughed as well, "You caught the end, huh? Yeah… She too is the Mary of Chilton. I'm so proud!" The last sentence was extremely sarcastic.

He pulled her into another hug and placed a deep kiss on her lips. Returning the kiss, they became immersed with one another until it became imperative for them to breathe. She smiled and pulled him to the bedroom. They fell on the bed and continued kissing. Rory's hands started up Logan's back, removing his t-shirt at the same time. Logan had already removed her (or his rather) sweat shirt and was currently working on her shirt as well. They had eventually removed each other's shirts and started on their pants. Logan was shocked to find that Rory had no bra on underneath the shirt, but he quickly recovered and began placing feather-light kisses down her chest. Slowly, the two had lost all articles of clothing. As they came together, either couldn't help but notice how well their bodies fit together. Afterwards, they cuddled together, Rory's head on his chest, Logan's arm around her shoulders, pulling her close. Their legs were entwined together.

For the first time in three months, they both slept soundly.

The next morning, Logan awoke before Rory. Getting out of bed, he pulled his boxers on and wondered into the kitchen to put a pot of coffee on. Looking through the cupboards, he wondered how Rory had lived the past three months. There was no food in the cupboards, save a box of Triscuits and canister of Starbucks' coffee. Sighing, he pulled on a pair of Adidas pants and a white t-shirt, slipped on a pair of shoes and ran down the street to the local bakery.

When he returned, Rory still hadn't woken up. After placing the Danish on the counter, he walked into the bedroom and lay down next to his sleeping girlfriend. About 15 minutes later, he kissed her, slowly waking her up. When she woke, a smile graced her face.

"Breakfast is in the kitchen." He said

She slowly got out of bed, wrapping the sheet around her. After pulling on one of his oversized t-shirts, she walked into the kitchen. She saw her boyfriend sitting at the kitchen table reading the Wall Street Journal and sipping a mug of coffee. Pouring herself a cup, she grabbed cherry Danish out of the box and sat down next to Logan at the island. She snatched the front page of the New York Times and started reading an article about global warming. Halfway through the article, Logan spoke.

"What do you think about going out to dinner tonight?"

"I think we should."

"Good. Let me guess, it's an excuse to go shopping, right?"

His only response was a smile.

"Going to call Stephanie?"

Again, his response was a smile, quick nod of her head and a kiss.

Two hours later, Rory and Stephanie were wondering through the mall looking for a "sophisticated" outfit for Rory. They had walked through numerous stores and hadn't found the perfect outfit yet. Logan had given Rory his credit card, even though he knew she wouldn't use it. As a last resort, they walked into Ann Taylor. To their surprise, they had found the perfect outfit. The sage colored dress had medium width straps and a scoop neckline. It just reached her knees and made her already milky skin even creamier. They had continued walking around the store to find a pair of shoes. Right before they had been ready to buy the dress and give up on the shoes, they had found the perfect pair. The shoe had two straps across the toe and wrapped around the ankle. They were silver and had a slight heel. Right before checking out, they had found a small pearl necklace to accompany the dress. When they had walked into the line in front of the cash register, Stephanie's phone had started to ring. Seeing the smile on Stephanie's face, Rory had figured it was Tristin and told her to take the call. Stephanie had walked out of the store and sat a couch in the middle of the mall. Rory smiled. She knew the feeling. Whenever Logan called, she knew she got that smile on her face.

She knew she was in love. And for the first time in her life, she wasn't afraid to admit it.

Rory had rushed home after dropping Steph off at Tristin's apartment. Jumping into the shower. She had applied light makeup and curled her hair. She had pulled on her new outfit and walked into the living room.

There, she saw Logan and laughed. He was reading an issue of TEENvogue that Lily had left over the apartment when visiting the week before. Not looking up, he asked, "Do girls really wear this stuff?"

"What stuff?" she had asked in return. Walking behind him, she saw him pointing to a picture of a model dressed in a bright purple tennis dress with neon blue leggings and bright yellow converse high tops. She laughed.

"No honey"

"Good." At this point he had turned around and took in Rory's outfit. Letting out a breath he didn't know he was holding, he told her, "You look beautiful."

"Why thank you," came her reply, "You don't look so bad yourself."

And he didn't. He had on a pair of grey dress pants and a dark maroon dress shirt. As he pulled on his dark coat, the shirt stretched across his stomach, highlighting his defined abs.

Grabbing Rory's hand, he led her out the door and into the waiting limo.

Anhour later, they had arrived at asmall Italian restaurant in Little Italy. It was a real hole-in-the-wall place and was owned by a family who had come from Italy only 30 years prior. You could truly gain weight just by smelling the food. They had ordered a small white pizza and shared a bowl of ravioli. Logan had ordered a bottle of their finest wine and they took their time eating and drinking – just savoring the idea of being together. About halfway through dinner, Logan had gotten up. Rory figured he had just gone to the bathroom. She didn't see him hand their waitress a small velvet box, or whisper in her ear a very important favor.

Returning to the table, Logan and Rory continued to talk about their summers. About London and Rory's siblings… They had finished up their dinner when Logan suggested dessert. Looking over the menu, they had ordered a piece of Tiramisu. The waitress had taken their order and couldn't help but notice how in love the couple was.

Rory didn't notice how the waitress, an old woman named Cecile, slipped something onto the piece of dessert.

Placing the dessert on the middle of the table, Cecile had made sure that she placed the plate were it was sure to catch the light of candles on the table. She knew she had done well when she heard the young woman gasp.

"Lo-Logan?"

"Ace… you were, are, my first girlfriend. But ever since the day I saw you at the coffee stand, I've been in love. I know I've messed up. But, when I woke up in the hospital and I saw you sitting in that chair, holding my hand, I knew that you were the one for me…" he had begun to falter, laugh even… "I've never been nervous asking a question before… but Rory, would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"

The tears had started to come now, and Logan wasn't as confused this time.

"These are happy tears, right?"

She only nodded vicariously.

"So that's a yes right?"

"YES!"

Logan had then slipped the gorgeous two-and-a-half carat emerald cut solitaire ring on her hand. The white gold band glittered in the candle light.

Later that night, they lay in better cuddled after making love. They had been talking about everything… what their wedding would be like, if they wanted kids… when they'd get married…

Neither had ever been as happy as they were in those early hours of the morning.

So, that's chapter one... tell me how you all like it. Really, I hope you liked it. Hmm... not sure the next time I'll update... I'm starting the college search this weekend... oh the fun of college campus tours. And hell, maybe I'll update Meant Something to Me as well. I've got a lot of work this weekend and will probably have time to write... now, getting it on the computer is another story all together. I procrastinate. No amount of reviews will change that. Sorry. Oh... disclaimer...

Obviously, I own little of this story. Lily, Jake, Isaac, Jackie and Krysta are mine. The ring... definitely not mine. It's Harry's. Harry Winston, that is. The outfit is by Ann Taylor. Logan's is by Banana Republic.