OK, this leaves off right after the Season Finale Episode. Here goes…

In the Diner, Luke is cleaning tables and Lorelai is sitting at the bar.

"What?" Luke says, looking bewildered and confused.

"Will. You. Marry. Me." Lorelai says; still looking confident, although some of the excitement had drained from her smile and turned into worry.

"Um… well… so… you're probably tired- right? From the fight with uh… Rory… and… uh… everything… so… uh… why don't you go home and get some sleep?" Everytime he says "Uh" he glances away briefly.

Lorelai's face flushes a little and she quickly says, "Oh My God, is that a no? Err… yeah… I'm REALLY tired…yeah. Tired…ha-ha. Okay, well, bye." Each ha-ha was a nervous jitter, each obviously filled with regret. As she said this she made her way to the door and abruptly shut it when she left.

Luke puts his head in his hands and groans.

Cut to RORY

Rory is running around her dorm room frantically applying lip-gloss and throwing beads around her neck. There is a knock at the door and she opens it.

Standing outside is a well put together Logan in a nice suit and purposely disheveled hair. He is holding a bouquet of pink chrysanthemums. This is part of what Rory loves about Logan. Things like the chrysanthemums. Sure, he could afford pink roses… but he could give pink roses to any girl and showing that he felt differently about Rory than all other girls made her feel very special.

"Hey, Ace." He says, with a sweet smirk on his face. "You look nice."

"Why, thank you, monsieur." She says playfully, and whips around so her skirt twirls.

"Ready?" he asks.

"Mmhmm." Rory says, and nods. She grabs her purse and walks out the door.

It had taken her the whole afternoon for her to get the red from crying off her face. The fight with her mom really had her falling apart.

Okay. That's all for now. I know I didn't leave you at a very suspenseful point… but if you want more… R AND R.. Thank you.