After much consideration I have decided to write a sequel. I got a lot of really great feedback on Me & Mr. Huntzberger so I wanted to please people. Just a warning, this story will not be as long as Me & Mr. Huntzberger nor as dramatic and probably not as good, but its been fun to write it so far. That being said, I don't really know how or where I want this to end so if anyone has some brilliant ideas please share. I have already written quite a few chapters of this but I'm going to space them out and update probably only once a week. I don't want to leave you guys hanging for two years between updates haha. With that said, I hope you enjoy this story!

Chapter: Reunited and It Feels So Good

Graduation had come and gone and summer was nearly over. Logan and I were stronger than ever and my mother was actually starting warm up to us as a couple, which is something I could not be happier about. We had spent every possible moment together over the summer; taking walks around Stars Hollow, sitting on the bridge or porch swing.

Since the accident Logan and I have this deeper connection than I ever thought possible. Over time I've come to accept that loss and while it still hurts every time I think of him or her, I can now do so without bursting into tears. Logan's been amazing and we've each helped the other get through what could have been a really dark time.

I had decided on going to Yale. When I first told my mom she was not happy at all. She thought I was choosing it to be closer to Logan who would be working at Chilton again this year.

Flashback

"Rory, I don't want you to give up your dreams for some guy."

"First of all, he's not just some guy and I'm not. There are so many reasons I want to go to Yale. They have a great program and campus. Plus I'll be closer to you too."

"Fine as long as you're sure. I know it's your choice. It's just that Harvard has been all you talked about since you were a kid. I'd hate to see you make this choice and then regret it if things don't work out between you two."

"They will work out, and I won't regret this choice. I'm not going to lie to you and say that I didn't factor him in at all, because he is a huge reason I'm going to Yale. But I know this is what I should do.

End of Flashback

I just can't see myself living in Cambridge while he is two hours away in Hartford. The 45 minutes from Hartford to New Haven is about as far as I can handle.

Right now I'm sitting on a beach in Martha's Vineyard dreaming of when I'll be able to see him again. Mom and I had come up here with my grandparents for three weeks and we leave tomorrow. I seriously cannot wait to see him. The past few weeks have been some of the roughest and longest of my life. I hadn't realized how much I needed him until now. If I hadn't chosen Yale before this trip, I certainly would after it.

I was actually surprised that my mom even wanted to come up here because my grandmother drives her crazy. I think she wanted to get me away from Logan for a little bit (I said she was warming up to the idea, she's just not there completely).

This isn't to say that I haven't enjoyed the past three weeks. I always loved spending time with my grandparents, particularly my grandpa. We had some of the best conversations. But this trip had been different because I have this whole side of my life that he is completely unaware of. Logan and I hadn't really come out in public yet. Sure, we'd been seen around Stars Hollow and people had asked me about him, but I was just able to say that he is my boyfriend. No one knows that he once was my teacher.

I want to tell my grandparents and his family, especially his sister, but I'm terrified of how they'll react. Logan and I had decided on not telling them when we got together. We came up with a pretty good story. We're going to say we ran into each other over the summer at a bookstore and just hit it off. Its not the best story, but its really all we have.

"Rory," I hear my mom call from the deck of the house were staying in, "dinner is just about ready."

"Coming," I yell back as I grab my book and run up to the house.

"You looked like you were deep in thought, what about?" she asked when I reached her.

"I miss him," I say honestly.

"I know, but we'll be back tomorrow." I can see the sadness in her eyes. I know that she believes that I love him and he loves me but that doesn't me she's thrilled about it.

After dinner and the obligatory after-dinner-conversation, I'm lying in bed unable to sleep. I can't stop thinking about seeing Logan tomorrow. He said he would be at my house when we get home. It's nice to know that I'm not the only one dying from the separation. I can't stand it so I decide to call him.

"Hey," I greet quietly, trying not to draw attention to the fact that I'm not asleep.

"Hey," he greets back with equal gentility.

"I miss you so much."

"I know, me too. Only 14 hours and I'll be able to see your beautiful face again."

I feel a blush creep onto my cheeks; he always knows how to do that.

"I can't wait."

"Me neither. So what did you today other than miss me?" he asks sweetly.

We talked for another hour. I told him about our antiquing excursion with grandma earlier and all her snobbish remarks. Then I started to get sleepy. His voice has such a calming affect on me.

"I'm getting really tired," I say as I yawn.

"Yeah, I have an appointment early tomorrow morning. "

"What appointment?" I ask curiously. I don't remember him mentioning an appointment before now.

"Oh, nothing. I'll tell you about it tomorrow in person. I have a big surprise for you."

"Logan, you know how much I hate surprises. I can't stand not knowing!"

"I know babe, that's part of the fun."

"I hate you," I reply haughtily.

"Well, I love you," He says sweetly.

"I love you too," I sigh.

"Till tomorrow?" he asks.

"Till tomorrow, goodnight."

"Goodnight Rory."

The next morning my grandmother had arranged for a large selection of muffins, bagels, and Danishes before we left for our nearly 4-hour drive home. My mom and I stuffed our purses full of the stuff hoping it would make the drive go by faster.

I texted Logan nearly the whole way home, telling him when we passed a town he would recognize and relaying my mother's snide comments that my grandparents failed to pick up on, or just chose not to respond to. Of course I badgered him about my surprise but he would not budge. If I had learned one thing about him over the course of our relationship, it was that he could keep a secret. I'm not sure how I should feel about it.

"Who have you been talking to back there, Rory? You've barely taken your eyes off that thing this whole drive," my grandmother asked just before we reached Southbridge.

"Sorry grandma, it's just Lane, we're getting together when we get back," I lie easily.

There rest of the trip went by slowly. Each mile marker felt further and further away. My leg was literally bouncing when I say the sign for Hartford. We had left the jeep at my grandparents so there was still the thirty-minute drive to Stars Hollow before I could see him but we were getting closer.

"So you're really excited aren't you?" my mother asked once we had said our goodbyes and climbed into the jeep.

"Yeah," I say, antsy as I looked out at the familiar scenery.

"Was it just me or were you literally bouncing with anticipation back there?"

"Uh huh," I reply distractedly. I could tell she was trying to start a conversation but I just couldn't concentrate on that right now. All I was thinking about was Logan. We were finally in Stars Hollow and of course we hit the one traffic light in town when it's red.

As we pull up to the house I see Logan sitting on the porch steps and I can't help but grin ear to ear. The second we stop I fling open my door and run towards him. He stands just in time for me to jump into his arms. He wraps them around me and hugs me tightly.

"I missed you so much," he whispers in my hair.

"I know me too." I step back only far enough to lean up and kiss him softly on the lips and then return my head to his chest.

"Hey Logan," my mom greets once she's gotten out of the car.

"Hi, Lorelai," he responds, his arms still tightly wrapped around my petite frame.

"She really missed you, you know? She was practically jumping up and down from anxiousness"

He laughs, "I missed her too."

"Well I'm going to take the bags in."

"Do you need some help?" he asks politely.

"Only if you can pry her off you," my mom laughs and starts goes into the house.

Logan pulls back and plants a chaste kiss on my lips while he holds my face in his hands gently.

"I'm going to help your mother okay?"

I nod solemnly. As he lets go I instantly miss the contact. Since I'm no longer blinded by his strong arms and piercing brown eyes I remember the surprise.

"Hey," I shout as he grabs the rest of the bags out of the jeep, "what about my surprise?"

He chuckles, "let me take these bags in and then we can go on a walk and I'll give it to you."

"Ok, I'll be out here waiting."

After what feels like forever, but was really just a minute, if that, he steps back out onto the porch. I reach for his hand and we start to walk.

"I told your mom we were taking a walk. I think she's actually starting to like me," he says as he smiles and we step onto the sidewalk.

"Yeah, I think she's coming around to the idea of you and I. So what'd you get me?"

"Who said I got you anything?"

"You said you had a surprise for me," I say as I feign sadness.

"I do, but I didn't get you anything."

"Geez, you are such an English teacher always throwing around semantics. What is it?" I beg, nearly unable to contain my excitement.

"Well you know that appointment I was telling you about earlier? It wasn't actually an appointment, more like an interview," he pauses waiting to gage my reaction.

"An interview? For what?" I ask curiously.

"Well I have been thinking for awhile how hard its going to be with you 45 minutes away at Yale and then this trip came along and I was missing you so much and I just knew that I couldn't stay at Chilton while you were in New Haven. So I sent out some resumes, made some cold calls and found a high school that was hiring in New Haven. Today was the last in a series of three interviews and they offered me the job."

If I weren't a Gilmore girl with the natural talent of always talking I would have been speechless.

"What?" I say as I stop dead in my tracks, "How come you didn't mention this before?"

"Well, I wasn't sure that I would get the job and I really just wanted to surprise you."

I throw my arms around his neck and kiss him passionately.

"So," I start once I pull away, "what you're saying is that you'll be living in New Haven and I'll be living in New Haven? I can't believe it! This is the best surprise ever!" I kiss him again.

He chuckles at my excitement. "I'm glad you liked it, I'd hoped you would."

"Are you kidding me? I love it!"

We walked around Stars Hollow a little while longer just talking and being excited that we weren't going to be separated like we had originally thought. Now we were sitting on one of the benches in the gazebo. He had his arm around my shoulders and I rested my head on his chest.

"Logan…" I start nervous to tell him what I had been thinking about for the past half hour, "I've been thinking. You see, you're going to be in New Haven and I'm going to be in New Haven…" I trail off.

"Yes, we've established that" he jokes and then notices how nervous I am. "What's wrong? Do you not want me there? I can turn down the job. It's not too late."

"No," I say probably too loud, "No, I want you there. Don't you dare turn down that job!"

"Ok then, what's going on?" he asks worried.

"Well… I was just thinking…we could…maybe…" I trail off again.

"Rory, sweetheart, spit it out, you're scaring me."

"Right, sorry. I was just thinking maybe I could…live with you." I pause for a second and then go into full on rant mode. "I mean, only if you want me to. I completely understand if you don't. I was just thinking that I love you and I want to live with you someday. But if this is too soon or you're not ready it's totally fine. Actually you know what, it was a dumb thought. I shouldn't have said anything. Don't even worry about answering. Let's just forget that I said anything."

"Rory," he starts and I shut up immediately, "Its not stupid. I would be lying if I said I hadn't thought of the same thing."

"Really?" I ask surprised and relieved.

"Yeah, of course. But as I thought about it I thought about my freshman year and how much fun I had. I don't want you to miss out on those opportunities because you're living with me. Freshman year is meant to be a time to make new friends and go to parties and get totally wasted. I don't want you to miss any of that because you're living with your high school English teacher."

"I guess that's true. I never really thought of that. But I don't think I would miss out on too much. I wouldn't regret anything. I want to be with you."

"I know Rory, I want to be with you too. But just think about your mom. You know how your mom would see it. She would see it as me taking away another piece of your childhood. I feel like we're starting to make some progress with her and I don't want to agitate her."

"I didn't think of that. She would not be happy with you at all."

"Exactly. So how about this? This year, you'll live on campus and have all the great experiences every freshman should have. Then next year, we'll reevaluate. If you still want to move in with me then we'll do it."

"Ok," I nod accepting the deal. I guess I hadn't really thought about what I'd be missing out on. I just wanted to be with Logan. I'm actually glad that he made me see it.

A couple hours later Logan and I said goodbye and made plans to hang out the next day at his apartment.

"So how is Logan?" my mom asked when I walked into the house.

"He's good. Actually he's great. He got a new job."

"Oh really? Where?"

I pause, hesitant to tell her but decide to anyways. "New Haven."

"Oh, wow. I didn't know he was looking there."

"Well we had talked about it but he hadn't found anything but I guess he never gave up because he found something."

"Oh, I see." I could tell she wasn't thrilled about that. I think part of her was hoping I would go away from college and we would fall apart or I would meet someone new.

"Yeah," I say awkwardly, "I'm really excited."

I feel like I can talk more freely with my mom about Logan now than I could in the beginning, but it is still awkward. I just hope it continues to get better because Logan's going to be in my life no matter what.

A/N: There it is! The first installment! Leave a review!

peace and blessings,

Haley