LOGAN
The sun is shining and slight breeze is blowing through the trees, carrying the scent of summer in its wake. It's the perfect day for a graduation.
"Who would have thought we'd get here?" Finn says next to me, his accent thick as ever as he fidgets in his suit.
"It's not even our graduation," Colin quickly butts in.
"Not that," He states, like it's the most obvious thing in the world. "Who would have thought that Logan would be able to keep ahold of here for all this time,"
"Very funny," I tell him with a roll of the eyes, simultaneously running my over the little velvet box in my pocket, just waiting for the perfect moment to make its appearance.
RORY
"I swear I blinked and here you are!" My mother shrieks as she hurries towards me, standing out from the crowd in a bright fuschia frock. "A full grown, Yale educated adult,"
"As glad as I am to never take a final again, I don't know if I would consider myself full grown." I joke back at her lovingly.
"I knew you still had a few years left in you," She replies with a smile, pulling me into a tight hug. "I'm proud of you kid,"
"Thanks Mom," I tell her, "But hey, no tears! We agreed,"
"I know, I know, I'm sorry," She tells me, wiping the lone tear from her cheek. "It's just not everyday that your sweet baby, your only daughter, whom you have loved and adored since even before birth and since groomed into this brilliant woman completes an Ivy League education!"
"You going to let the rest of us in there?" My dad jokes as I pull him in for a hug. "Congrats Rory,"
"Thank you," I say, my cheeks flushing a bright shade of pink. I've never been good at taking compliments or having the attention all focused on me, so I guess today it's going to be the best for me.
"Our turn!" My grandmother announces, dressed sharply as always in a powder blue, pantsuit.
"Oh yes," I say with a smile, embracing both of my grandparents, knowing very well that I wouldn't be here without the support of both of them. "Thank you both, so much,"
"Nonsense." My grandfather says, his voice full as always, "You've earned it Rory, your grandmother and I are both very proud of you,"
"Thank you," I say again, "I love you,"
"We love you too," He tells me with a wide smile.
"Okay picture time!" My mom announces, "I want this day forever remembered in film,"
"I got it," My dad says, taking the camera from my mom and instructing the four of us to line up, with a delightful line of trees as background. "Say Rory!"
"Rory!" My mom and grandparents exclaim back at him, pearly white smiles on display as he snaps, absolutely no shame in their voices. My cheeks blush, but I guess I had to grant him at least one eye roll worthy dad moment today.
"Alright Mom and Dad," My mom says after a few shots have been snapped, "I love you both, but scoot, I need a picture with just the kid," They happily comply as my mom and I launch into a series of ridiculous and pre-rehearsed poses.
"Give me at least one serious one," Dad requests, "In twenty years, you're going to want a photo of the two of you where neither of you look ridiculous,"
"Ugh fine," Mom complains with a groan. I giggle at her before letting her wrap her arm around my waist, both of us putting on our best smiles as we twinkle our matching blue eyes at the camera.
"Thank you," I tell her after Dad takes the photo. "For everything,"
"Why?" She jokes, "It's that big 'ole brain of yours that got you here,"
"You know what I mean," I say with an eyeroll.
"I do," She replies. "But I can't be remotely serious right now for fear of falling onto the floor in a puddle of tears,"
"Well in that case, you had absolutely nothing to do with this day," I assure her, following along.
"Better,' She responds, giving me a soft pat on the back.
"Love!" I hear Finn announce as the inseparable trio approach our makeshift photoshoot. "As you are no longer a student at this fine institution, you are now given explicit permission to make a mockery of it,"
"Permission from who?" I tease.
"Me of course," He replies. " I wasn't under the impression that anyone else's mattered."
"Oh of course not," I reply, humoring, "I assure you I will make the biggest mockery of Yale University,"
"You'll have a hard time beating me love,"
"Touche," I reply.
"Congrats Gilmore," Colin says, not able to come up with a follow up to Finn's antics quickly enough. "Kick some real world ass,"
"Thanks," I say with a grin, stepping away to move on to the third and final Musketeer
"You did good Ace," Logan says, pulling me close as I inhale the smooth scent of the cologne that he knows I love, giving me quick peck on the lips.
"That's all I get?" I whine.
"In front of your parents and grandparents yes," He whispers into my ear. "I'll actually congratulate you later,"
"I'm looking forward to it," I tease as I pull myself, reluctantly out of his arms. "I love you,"
"Love you too Ace," He replies, wrapping his right arm around my waist as we walk the few steps back to where Finn and Colin have been entertaining my family. I cringe thinking about what they've brought up.
"And you're her mother?" I hear Finn announce. "Good God those genes are even better than I thought,"
"Down boy," I joke as we rejoin the group.
"So what's the plan for the rest of the day?" My grandfather asks.
"I was going to take our brand new college grad and her mother out of dinner, Emily, Richard would you like to join?"
"That would be lovely," Grandma responds.
"Logan, Finn, Colin, you're welcome to join us as well," My father invites.
"As much as we would enjoy that," Logan answers quickly, "I actually have to run to Hartford, quick meeting with my father,"
"I thought you were off the clock today?" I ask him.
"Supposed to be, but you know Mitchum. I had to fight him just to get this morning off," He informs me.
"Damn the newspaper business," I tell him with a smirk.
"Indeed," He replies with a smile. "So we have to be on our ways, but I will see you later at the apartment?"
"Of course," I tell him, bidding my boyfriend goodbye with one final kiss.
"Congratulations again Ace," He whispers into my ear as the other two hooligans lead him away.
"Dinner!" My mother announces quite loudly as I turn back to her. "You ride with me kid, we'll meet the rest of them there."
LORELAI
He's going to do it today, he has to do it today. He asked for her hand weeks ago! And everyone knows that's a rhetorical question, it wasn't like I could say no. Then after the crazy opened ended but comes with an answer rhetorical question, he waits!
Everytime the phone rings I pick it up, thinking it's going to be my daughter shrieking about the ring and just how positively happy she is. But it's never that, the phone rings and it rings again and there is never any shrieking or talk of rings and happiness.
This entire day I've felt like I'm going to burst, it's a miracle I didn't say something during dinner.
It's not that I can't keep a secret, growing up under Emily Gilmore's reign, I learned how to keep my mouth shut like the best of them. But I know this big huge thing, that regardless of how she answers will change her life and I obviously can't tell her, that's his job but I feel like I'm lying to her and I just hate it! So I distract myself, trying to forget that I know, which is harder than I thought it would be.
"What's going through that head of yours?" I ask her, looking over to see my beaming girl in the passenger seat of our trusty Wrangler.
"Nothing," She tells me. "I'm just looking around, it's the end of an era, you know?"
"I do," I reply. "The world is your oyster!"
"Didn't we have that talk about you and your cliches?"
"Yes, but I never agreed to anything," I reply. "So what's on the docket?"
"What do you mean?"
"Work?" I ask her softly. She's not been talking about it since the New York Times internship fell through and I don't want to push, but I'm her mom. I feel like I need to push sometimes. I warned her father and her grandparents not to mention it during dinner, but I'm her mom. I'm allowed.
I love her and I'd be more than happy for her to come back to Stars Hollow and stock books again, but I know that's not what she wants. Rory always has a plan. She needs a plan.
"I have some feelers out," She tells me. "It's not exactly what I wanted, a few websites and things. I kinda feel like I'm betraying my craft by even considering going digital, but I can't afford to be picky right now. I'll get myself established and then I'll come back to a paper,"
"Good, work is good," I tell her as we pull up in front of Logan's building. "Are you coming home this weekend?"
"Yeah," She says, "I just have to pack up the last of my things at mine and Paris' apartment and wrap up a few things at Logan's place and I'll be back home, safe and sound in Stars Hollow no later than Saturday at noon,"
"I'll be waiting with coffee and Pop Tarts," I assure her with a sparkly grin.
"Good woman," She tells me, pressing a kiss to my cheek.
"I try," I say. "Alright, Mommy loves her college graduate, I'll see you this weekend,"
"Love you too," She responds as she pops out of the passenger side door. I linger for a moment as I watch her disappear in the rotating doors at the front of the building. God I hope he asks her before she comes home, because I don't know how much longer I can contain myself.
RORY
"Logan?" I call as I walk into the darkened apartment. I have to stop myself, almost running into a lit candle as I come in. I take a moment, looking around the apartment, the entire place lit up with white candles creating a warm glow. It's beautiful.
"Hey Ace," He replies, wearing that smirk that I fell in love with.
"What did we say about the grand gestures?" I joke as I deposit my gown and cap on the entrance table.
"I thought just this once," He tells me as I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him in for a deep kiss.
"Well it is a special occasion," I say, pulling back as I stare into his eyes.
"More than you even know," He responds slyly, slipping out of my grasp and dropping to one knee. "Lorelai Leigh Gilmore, you have amazed me since the first day we met with your insane coffee drinking habits and a voice that moves faster than the speed of light. This past year, nothing has been the same, it's been crazy and you know that more than anyone. But you were always there and it's shown me a lot of things, but more than anything, it's shown me that as long as I have you, I'll be okay. So what do you say Ace, will you marry me?"
As he opens that box to reveal the sparkling diamond ring, our lives together flash before my eyes. Jumping off the scaffolding with those umbrellas as I tried to convince myself that there was nothing there, our casual dating agreement, the less than casual dating, stealing a yacht, my felon party, all those nights in the pool house together, the break up, the reunion, the apartment, London, the rocket. Then I think, is it too early? No you've been together for two years, that's a long time you're both adults. Are we too young? Oh God what is his mother going to say? But through all of it, all the memories and doubts and uncertainties, there's only one thing that I can think of saying.
"Yes."
Hi everyone! So this is new for me, I've never written for Gilmore Girls before but I recently rewatched the entire series and I was inspired. So obviously, just based on this first chapter and the summary that I've assumed you've all read, the facts of this story are going to be a little different than the one that Amy Sherman-Palladino so geniusly wrote. Also, I'm still not completely sure about this story, so if you liked it please let me know in the reviews! And in conclusion, thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed!
Xoxo,
Addie