Since May 2007 Rory Gilmore was taking the journalism world by storm. After the Obama campaign she was picked up by the NY Times for a political column, which turned her own political blog in June of 2013. She had total control of what she was publishing, who she was interviewing and the leads she created. She was constantly traveling the US. She visited Stars Hallow, and Hartford when ever she got the chance. She was based out of NY. Lorelai often came to visit her in the city in her one bedroom upper east side apartment. What didn't go unnoticed was the day after her first article was published in the NYT. Now let's take a trip back in time.

June 2010.

The inbox read "Logan Huntzburger". She hadn't heard from him since May 2007. It wasn't complete radio silence, He would send her yearly birthday cards to Stars Hallow, she heard whispers from her grandparents at how well he was doing out on his own. She would send a card back in return. She never got the closure she needed, but Rory Gilmore was not a girl to go out and chase some one. She was always being chased. She opened the email it read

To: RLGilmore

From: LoganHuntzburger

Subject: NYTimes

Ace,

So I know you, you probably stared at your inbox for 45 minutes, making a pro con list on wether or not you should open it. But I'm glad you did. I know you are probably thinking you should have added a comma in the third sentence, or added another line. But I just want you to know you killed it. Bask in the glory of making it to the NYTimes. I know things between us didn't end the way either of us wanted.. I just want you to know that even though it's been three years, I still think about you every day, but today seeing you in the NYTimes it made me understand your decision. I would have held you back, you would not be Rory Gilmore NY Times reporter. Maybe a columnist for the San Fran Bay Chronicle, but that was not your dream. Your dream was the NYTimes and you've made it.

Logan

She stared at the e-mail for 10 minutes and reread it over and over. He was right, she beat her self up every day about letting him walk out of her life, but she wouldn't be here right now. She finally made to where she wanted to be. She didn't know what to write back, how ironic, a writer who couldn't write. For the first time in her life she didn't consult anyone and just made the decision to hit the reply button and just type what was on her head

RE: LoganHuntzburger

Logan,

It was 35 minutes not 45 and I should've added a line about how the health care reform. But you don't know how long I've questioned by decision, how I sometimes cry at night about how we both walked away. How we both didn't fight for us, but at the same time we were heading on separate paths, you've taken the start up in California and turned it into something revolutionary, and I've finally made it to where I think I need to be.

Ace

For 7 months now they exchanged daily emails, mostly about their days, about their upcoming projects. Today she was headed California to interview Schwarzenegger about the upcoming elections. She left it out of their emails, she wasn't sure if she was ready to see him. For some reason the last 2 times he was out on the east coast she was out on assignment, missing each other by hours. They weren't back together, they were friends, acquaintances, nothing emotional was brought up since that first email. But there was a offer Logan extended "Ace if you're ever in town stop by, you know the address. There's always guac in the fridge" That she did, it was their house, the one with the avocado tree. She never acknowledged she read that line, she wasn't ready to acknowledge the fact that he lived there.

But now here she was, in a rented VW Beatle sitting outside THE house. It was cute, the suburb had a unique Stars Hallow feel to it. Being here in this town , on this block outside the house made it sting a little. He had really planned this out. Maybe she would have been happy, maybe they would have picked there favorite coffee shop, maybe she would have been happy. But she was happy she was happy in NY, she was happy writing for the times. She was unsure what would happen when she knocked on the door. Would his new girlfriend open the door, she wasn't sure if he was in a relationship, they never talked about that stuff, she avoided it out of fear. But Logan was a catch she had to be prepared for what might be on the other side of the door. So after sitting in a parked car around the corner for over an hour she finally decided she was doing this today. She started the engine and turned the corner, parked the car walked up the cobblestone walk way and rang the door bell, uncertain as to what was going to happen when the door opened.