Disclaimer: While I know and love them, I don't own them, I only play with them so I can get my way. They are Amy Sherman Pallidinos and the Gangs, and while I wish I was her, I'm not...so here you go.

P.S.-This is my first attempt and there are several more chapters in the hopper. Please let me know what you think.

P.P.S.
This takes place a couple of months after the A Messenger and nothing more episode.

Chapter One- A Question Answered

Phone ringing

"Coming, coming hang on..." Lorelai dangerously pulling her sweater on as she ran down the stairs. She tumbled a bit and broke the heel off her shoe.

"Shit." she muttered.

Then answering machine picked up.

"And now ladies and gentlemen...the beep." Beep.

"Lorelai this is your mother, I know you are there....pick up the phone."

"What she is Miss Cleo now?" Lorelai said to herself.

"I guess you aren't there. I just wanted to make sure you were still coming to Friday night dinner this week. I know you have been busy at the Inn but we haven't seen you in weeks and if you could clear just a couple of hours in the....BEEP."

"Ha even the machine doesn't like your constant nagging." Lorelai said with a smirk on her face.

Phone rings again.

"Wow I didn't know that it was possible for a ring to sound annoyed." She picked up the phone.

"Jo jos house of Medical Oddities." she said as chipper as she could.

"Really Lorelai, what if it wasn't me...and it was someone needing to talk to you for real?
They might just hang up thinking they have the wrong number."

"Sorry mom, Hello, Gilmore residence Lorelai speaking." She quipped sarcastically.

"Very funny. Have you been home this whole time?" Emily asked.

"What do you mean this whole time mom? I just walked in the door and I really need to be walking back out of it." Acting as innocent as possible.

"Well I just called and that God forsaken machine of yours cut me off."

"Well mom, there aren't many machines capable of withstanding a verbal beating anymore." Lorelai said.

"What is that supposed to mean Lorelai."

"Nothing mom. Nothing. What's up. What do you need? Or all you just calling to make me late?"

"I am calling to make sure you will be here for Friday night dinner this week." Emily said sounding exasperated by their conversation thus far.

"Well mom, I'm not sure. I have a new business to run, it isn't as easy as it was before."

"I have let you blame your business for the last two months without a fight Lorelai, and I have been very patient with you. So I am asking you if you could please make a little time for your family this Friday night." Emily said.

Lorelai couldn't believe her ears. Her mother was nearly admitting that she missed her.
And, to be honest she had been very polite and even civil about her being MIA for the last two months of dinners. And Rory was starting to get sick of playing referee between her parents alone. So Lorelai gave in.

"Yeah Mom, I will be there, no problem." Lorelai said. Throwing her hands up in surrender.

"And I don't see why you can't leave Michel or Sookie in charge for one evening...what?"

"I said I'd be there mom." Lorelai said.

"Oh well, all right then. We will see you at seven. And...Lorelai.." Emily said in the tone that mean that she was about to say something and ruin the fuzzy feeling that Lorelai was having.

"Mom...just, please, I will be there at 7."

"All right then. Goodbye." Emily said realizing that the comment she was about to make about Lorelais hair might scare her off the night all together.

"Good-bye mom." Lorelai said.

Lorelai looked down at her broken heel and sighed. She walked back up the stairs. Now she had to change her whole outfit.

Later....

Lorelai walked up to the diner in her second best man killer out fit...the first meeting an untimely demise on account of a broken heel. She stood out side the diner for a moment and just watched him behind the counter. He was in the outfit she had bought him two years ago to wear out with Rachel...he had never actually worn it though. She had wondered why but now she knew. It was one of those things that came up late one night while they laid in his bed.

"You said you didn't return those clothes I bought you right?" she said.

"No, I didn't." he said.

"Well I never have seen you wear them...except for the day you tried them on. I would have thought if you liked them, you would have worn them, if not for Rachel then Nicole."
she said.

"I couldn't." he said.

"Why not?" she said.

"Because you gave them to me. I just didn't feel right. Wearing clothes that the women I was in love with gave me, when I was out with a women who just never would be her." he said.

She grinned a sly grin.

"You know...you don't have to keep wooing me...you have me." she said. "I mean, you don't have to keep flattering me."

"It's the truth." he said.

His eyes met hers, and he blushed. He knew she was watching him. For how long he wasn't sure. He waved her in. He still couldn't believe that this was really happening. After knowing her so long...she was...they were. He had never felt like this before, and wasn't sure that he never would again. This was it, he told himself. If you can't make this work with her, Luke...you can stop trying. He felt her, in his heart and deep in his soul. He ached for her when they were apart. He knew she felt the same way.

She walked in to the diner.

"You're late." he groaned to her playfully.

"I know...I had a death in the family." she said.

"Oh my god Lorelai who?" he asked rushing around the counter to her side.

"Jimmy."

"Jimmy? What is he an Uncle or something?"

"No he is a Jimmy Choo strapey sandal." she said.

He smirked. He couldn't believe he walked into that one.

"Oh you must be devastated." he said sarcastically.

She giggled.

"I am...that was a two hundred dollar pair of shoes."

"You spent two hundred dollars on a pair of shoes."

"Oh no, they are much more than shoes they are Jimmy Choos they are works of art." she said.

He looked at her intently, knowing that it was the best way to stop her babbling. If her replied it would only prolong the process.

"Hi." she said, and gave him a kiss.

"Hi." he said looking at her up and down. "And might I add wow."

"Yes you may, and I like this look, someone with the fashion sense surpassing even the great Carson must have picked it out for you."

"The who?"

"Carson? You know...from Queer Eye. I made you watch it like a week ago."

"You mean that show where those 5 flamers take a perfectly fine looking man and make him look like a pansy all in one hour?"

"Yeah that is the one."

"So sorry I didn't realize I would be quizzed on the names of the.."Making air quotes.
"Queer Eye guys."

"So where did you get the duds?" Knowing full well where they came from.

"Yeah...this...it was this crazy customer I had once. She kinda looked like you,
but wasn't nearly as smart." he said.

"Hey!" she said playfully hitting his arm.

"Well she wasn't she had no clue, all I wanted was to do this."

He kissed her deeply.

"Silly woman, who wouldn't want to do that with you." she said.

"Are you ready?" he said.

"Yeah we better go before no one has any appetite left." she said pointing out the PDA they were having for all the diner patrons to see. It was common place to see them together like that anymore. It was getting increasingly difficult to get a cup of coffee in the morning, Luke was always leaning over the counter holding hands with Lorelai laughing and talking. Lane was running around crazy trying to make up for it. No one seemed to mind though...everyone had been waiting a long time for this...except for maybe one person. They walked outside and immediately into Taylor Doose.

"Ahh Luke!" He said. "Just the man I wanted to see."

"Sorry Taylor I can't talk now. We have plans."

"This will just a take a moment." He said. "Hello Lorelai."

"HI Taylor, really we have reservations."she said.

"You know, I knew that this would be a problem. Ever since you to got together,
I haven't been able to get in contact with either one of you. If that Jackson had any real experience he would take his duties as Selectman seriously and do something about you two."

"Good night Taylor." Luke said annoyed.

"Suit yourself." Taylor said. "But you can't avoid me forever young man."

Luke opened the door of the truck for Lorelai, shot Taylor a look, and then got in himself.

He started the truck and the both laughed.

"You must admit." Lorelai said. "With our powers combined, I do believe that,
that is the first time we have seen Taylor since the election night."

"Yeah, I know. Have I told you thanks for that yet." he said. Smiled and put the truck into drive.

They drove silently most of the way to Hartford. Until Luke took a wrong turn.

"Uh hon...not to be a back-seat driver....but the restaurant is the other way." she said.

"We aren't going there." he said.

"What do you mean? I made the reservations for 8 last week." she said.

"I know. And I canceled them yesterday."

"Uh..well...why?"

"Would you just relax? You'll see."

"What are we doing?"

"It's a surprise."

"LUKE!" she yelped. "You know how I am with surprises."

"Yes. I know that is why I let you think that we were going to the restaurant all week. If I told you last week we were going to a surprise you would have bugged me about it all week until I told you and then I would have been mad that I told you, and you would be mad that I was mad...and."

"Luke Danes you know me to well." she said. "So what is it? Huh?"

"I'm not telling." he said.

"LUKE!"

"No."

"Tell me tell me tell me."

"Nope."

"If you don't tell me, I will be forced to sing show tunes at the top of my lungs until we get there."

"Fine." he said. "I was prepared for that." he said and reached into his pocket.
He pulled out a pair of ear plugs.

"Wha.." she said. "Cheater!"

"You said it yourself, I know you. Now would you just relax please? Please? For me.
This is a good thing Lore. Ok."

She sulked a little.

"Ok." she said defeated.

"I love you." he said batting his eye lashes at her.

"No fair." she laughed. "I love you too."

Luke made a few more turns and then pulled a sleep mask out of his pocket.

"Put this on." he said.

"Ah... kinky." she said.

"Come on Lorelai." he said.

"All right." she said.

"But if this messes up my hair." she threatened.

They drove about 10 more minuets. Lorelai with her mask on. Luke held her hand. She noticed that it was a little more sweaty than usual.

He's probably just nervous about the surprise. She thought to herself. Luke put the car into park.

"Stay here. I'll come around to get you. No peeking." he said.

Lorelais heart started to race and she wasn't sure why. Luke came around to her door and opened it.

"You didn't peek did you?" he asked.

"No. I didn't peak." she said. Her tone was serious.

"Good." he said. Leading her.

It was then that she noticed a low humm of an engine of some sort.

"What is that noise." she asked.

"You'll see." Luke said.

They walked a little farther. He sat her down on a bench and sat beside her.

"Ok." he said. His voice shook ever so slightly, but Lorelai noticed.

"Are you cold?" she asked.

"No." he said. "I'm fine."

"Ok." she said.

"Lorelai."

"Luke."

"Remember...when you told me, about snow. And how when you were little you were sick...and then it snowed...and it was like your gift?"

"Yeah. I remember."

"You told me that all the best things in your life happened when it snowed."

"Yes."

"Well, it was supposed to snow today. But it didn't. And that just wouldn't do.
Because I hope that if it is true that all the best things in your life happened when it was snowing, this would be among them." he said.

She felt him get up and her heart jumped.

"You can take off the mask now." he said.

Slowly she pulled off the mask. It was snowing. Or at least there was a large machine behind them making it snow.

"Oh my God." Lorelai gasped. "You made it snow."

"Well, I had something important to ask you. It had to snow." Luke picked up two ends of extension cords and plugged them into one and other. Laying in the snow behind them written in white twinkle lights were the words. "Marry me Lorelai."

"Oh my God."she gasped.

Luke knelt in front of her.

She looked down at him.

"Oh my God."she whispered, she had tears in her eyes.

"Lorelai Victoria Gilmore." Luke said his voice shook and tears were in his eyes.

"Will you be my wife?" he said opening a small box to reveal the most beautiful ring she had ever seen.

"Oh Luke." she said.

"I know we have only been together a few months but I have loved you for ten years."

"I....I..."she stuttered.

Luke knew it was time for the letter.

"Here read this." he said.

"Wha...what is this?" she asked taking it from him.

"Just open it and read it." he said.

She opened the letter and recognized the hand writing right away.

Dear Mom-
Luke knew you wouldn't want to do this without talking to me first. If you feel it mom, and we both know you do, say yes. I am so happy for you!! Call me when you are done! I love you mom, congratulations.
Rory

"No fair."she said. "How long have you two been in cahoots?"

"About Ten years."he said. "So...?" he said with a smile.

She started laughing and crying.

"Yes, yes, yes...of course I will."

Luke slipped the ring on her finger, stood up and kissed her. They hugged for a long time.

This is right. This isn't like before, I love this man. She thought.

"So..." he said. "How'd I do? I mean...this is only my second proposal...and my first sober one, so..."

"It's perfect...you're perfect. I love you Luke."

"I love you too Lorelai." He said.

She looked down at her ring.

"It is perfect."she said.

"Yeah Liz, really out did herself." he said.

"Liz made this?" she said.

"Yeah, I told her a little of what I wanted it to look like, and she knows you too so, she ran with it." He said sounding very pleased with himself.

Lorelai looked up at him. She stared at him, in awe of this man, who loved her so much.
She ran her hand behind his neck. And pulled his head to her and whispered softly in his ear.

"I have always loved you." she said.

"I will always love you." he said.

She laughed a little.

"You always have to one up me don't you." She said.

"Just letting you know." he said.

They sat for a moment, she fidgeted a little.

"Call her." he said.

"Ahh...what...you think...that now...I would be...ahhh.."She quipped

"Just call her." He said.

"Thank you for knowing me so well." She kissed him on his cheek and searched for her cell phone in her purse.

"Hello." Rory said.

"Hi hun, it's me."

"Oh hi, mom, you sound happy."

"Rory, you know what was going to happen tonight don't play dumb." Lorelai said.

"Okay, okay, I won't, I won't so..." She said excited.

"So...I'm getting married!" Lorelai squealed.

"Oh mom! Congratulations! I am the maid of honor right?" Rory said sternly.

"Well, I thought I would make sure that Belinda couldn't but, if she's out then yeah."
Lorelai joked.

"Hey never joke about the Go Go's and that is your rule." Rory said.

"Well hun, uh, I got a man here, who just gave me a very shiny piece of jewelry that I should get back to." She said.

"We all know how you like shiny things." Rory said.

"Oh, and hun, thanks for the letter." Lorelai said.

"No problem. And mom, I am really happy for you. I have always wanted this. I love Luke and he loves you, and you love him."

"And honey he loves you." Lorelai said.

"Hey mom."

"Yeah..."

"It might have taken us a while...but...I think...I think this is the winning combination."

Lorelai looked at Luke, who was looking at her with those eyes.

"I think so too hun, I think so too."

As Rory hung up the phone she couldn't believe that this was all really happening. She remembered thinking about it when she was little. Dreaming about the man that would come and fall in love with her mother and love them both, and make them a family. On and off through the years she thought that it would be her own father. But, in the more recent years it was obvious that, that was never going to happen. Her parents were always going to love eachother,
but sometimes, as they say, love just isn't enough. This was true for her parents.
She looked around her dorm room and thought. She wanted to call someone...but she couldn't call anyone in the Hallow. She knew her mother and she would want to handle telling everyone in her own time. She picked up the telephone and dialed what was becoming a familiar phone number.

"Hello." Logans voice came on the phone.

"Hi Logan. It Rory." Where ever Logan was it was loud.

"I don't think I know a Roy." Logan said.

"No! Ror-ry!" She said louder.

"Oh, hey Rory." He said a smile crossing his face.

"Where are you? It's loud."

"Uh a buddy of mine threw a party, you should come out here." He said.

"Gee.. Logan. I don't know I have a lot of studying and I need to go home this weekend...so I should get it done now because it is impossible to get any work done around my mother and..."

"You are rambling Gilmore. Did you need something then?"

She felt silly. What was she doing...she was with Dean...she barely knew Logan.
They had a couple of classes together, but they weren't in the same crowd, they didn't hang out. They had studied together a couple of times...other than that they weren't really "friends".

"No...I uh...I wondered if you had the notes from uh...Dr. Glens seminar today. I can't read mine."

"Yeah, I have them...I will bring them over to you." He said seeing opportunity written all over this.

"No, I mean...you are at party."

"This thing blows anyway I will be there in 15. Bye Gilmore." He said.

He had hung up before she got a chance to oppose him. What am I doing? She thought to herself. She was with Dean. This was like Jess all over again...except no...it was more like Tristan and Dean. She loved Dean but Logan peaked her curiosity, he was rich, he grew up in a world that she had only sampled from time to time with her grandparents. It was a life that always made her curious. She often wondered what her life would have been like if her mother had stayed and lived with her grandparents. What kind of life they would have had then.
Not to say she didn't love the life they had...but she always wondered. She knew her mother hated that life...but would she? It seemed like seconds later Paris knocked on her door.

"Rory...there is someone here for you." Paris said.

Rory walked out into the common room expecting to see Logan standing there and Paris looking annoyed but, Logan was no where in site.

"Didn't you just say that someone was here for me?"

"Yeah they are in the hall."

"Paris, you could have let him in." She said.

"How was I to know you really knew him? And then where would we be? We could have a psycho path in our common room." Paris said irritated.

"Thank you Paris, play nice." Rory said opening the door. "Hi, Logan, come in please.
Forgive Paris, she has been watching Court TV again." Rory said.

"I'll be in my room if you need me." Paris said exiting.

"Wow, is she always like that...or..."

"She is always like that." Rory said.

"Wow that must take an amazing amount of concentration." He joked.

"She's not all bad. Believe me this is an improvement." Rory said. "So, uh you have the notes."

"No."

"But, I..." Rory said knowing what was going on.

"Rory, you and I both know you didn't call me over here for notes, you take the most detailed and neat notes I have ever seen." Logan said.

"No really, I uh, I don't know what happened today I, uh...my hand writing...it's." She muttered and stammered.

"Rory." Logan said and looked intently at her. He leaned in and kissed her.
She slipped for a moment and joined him in that embrace. She quickly withdrew though.
"No." She said pushing him back.

"What...Ah come on Gilmore, don't give you, your I am so sweet and innocent act." Logan said miffed.

"No..Logan, I mean I am with someone. I mean at least I think I am with someone..."

"You don't know." Logan said amused.

"It's more complicated than that Logan, you don't understand." She said.

"So, you have a sort of relationship, I have like four of those." Logan said.

"Wow you really know how to woo a girl don't you." Rory said. What was she thinking...she knew the kind of guy he was. He was a player...he wasn't the same kind of guy as Dean. Dean was a one woman kind of guy...or...at least...he was. What was she doing with Dean! He is married, was married, is married.

"Ahhh...." she yelled.

"Easy there Gilmore." Logan said.

"I hate this. I don't know what is going on."

"If you want me to leave just say the word and I am gone." Logan said.

"I don't...I mean I..."

"I should go. When you figure it out Gilmore...give me a call." He said walking over to the door. "You have my number." he said walking out of it.

Rory stood there and thought for a second. What was she doing with Dean.
When she asked him about whether or not he would have left Lindsey if she hadn't found her letter she didn't like his answer. And now everything was funky with the two of them,
and with her and her mother...and everyone in Stars Hollow. They couldn't keep this up.
Rory wasn't that girl that Dean had made her. Lorelai was right...she didn't raise her to be the other woman. Rory swung the door open and Logan was still standing there.

"I had a feeling that wouldn't take long." he said.
She looked at him in the eyes for a second then lowered her gaze to his lips. She kissed him intently for what seemed like a life time when she heard him yell.

"Rory!"

It was Dean. Shit, shit, shit. She thought. She broke away from Logan.

"You should go." she whispered into his ear. "I need to take care of this."

Logan nodded, knowing who that must be.

Logan walked away past a glaring Dean.

"Rory what is going on here?" Dean said.

"I am sorry Dean it just happened."

"These kind of things seem to 'just happen' to you a lot when we are together." Dean said angered.

"Are we together Dean? I mean after your lame answer the other night about Lindsey I wasn't sure we were. I mean what are we doing here? This isn't right.
This is tearing our lives apart Dean." Rory said.

"Our lives? Our lives?" Dean said. "I am 20 and getting a Divorce Rory! My own parents can't even look at me. Everyone in town is talking about me and how I cheated on her and how I am using you!" Rory said.

"What about me, you think it is easy for me! Everyone knows both of us Dean,
no one can look me in the eye anymore, they are all ashamed of me, and Lorelai...I am just glad she and I can even talk again! This isn't working Dean,
this isn't right...you need to go, you need to go back to Lindsey, you need to make things right...you don't want me Dean. This is never going to work, it never has." Rory said.

"But I am in love with you." Dean and worried.

"You aren't in love with me, you are in love with the idea of me. That warm fuzzy first love idea, and I am not that girl anymore, you aren't that boy. We are grown up Dean. You are married. You have to go." Rory said.

Dean threw his hands up in surrender. "You're loss Rory." He said. And walked away.
"You know...I was wrong..." He said stopping a little further down the hall. "I thought you were perfect... I thought I still loved you, I thought this time you might really love me, I mean that was a hell of a chance you and I took, I guess I was wrong. I don't think you even know how to be in love with somebody. I should have known that too I guess you are just as screwed up as your mother." Dean said.

"Take that back Dean." Rory said walking up to him.

"No way! You two have your cute little 'best friends' thing going and you make it impossible for anyone else to love you. It is sick Rory. She is ruining your life." Dean said.

"No she isn't. We are picky, we only fall in love when it is worth it, and you are definitely not worth it." She screamed in his face.

Dean didn't realize what he had done until he saw her react to the slap. She brought her hand to her face and an anger consumed her.

"I'm...I...Rory...I didn't mean to...I am sorry...I didn't mean to...I shouldn't have...." Dean stammered. He couldn't believe this...he was just like his father wasn't he.

"LEAVE!" Rory yelled at him.

"Bu..But...I...Rory... you gotta believe me..." Dean said frantic.

"LEAVE!!" she screamed at the top of her voice.

Just then Paris walked into the hall, she had heard Rory scream from her room.

"Is every thing okay out here? " Paris said. She looked at Rory and at Dean and knew what had happened.

"Get out of here Dean, I don't want to call security." Paris said in her usual monotone voice.

Dean walked away he knew he was beat. There were no more words.

Paris walked Rory back into the room embraced her while she cried. She wanted to call Lorelai right then...but Rory refused...let her enjoy tonight.