A long note from your lovely author:

Welcome back to the wonderful world of New York Night! I've missed it, more than I realized, so thank-you all who told me they were anxious about the sequel and motivated me to write for this, instead of something else. I hope it doesn't disappoint. Just as this story was my first piece of fan-fiction, this is my first attempt at writing a sequel, so bear with me as the story picks up a little slow.

In this author's note, I've added a timeline, since it got a little jumbled after forty chapters of New York Night. I'll do my best to stick to the timeline. Also, new readers (hi!), it sort of summarizes the main events, but if you really want the full NYN-experience, I recommend checking out part one of this tale.

And, I've got a little favor to ask. I'd like you to let me know your favorite parts of NYN (like, the baby shower, Logan's proposal, Lorelai getting mad…) because these bits will probably make their way back into the story and I'd thought it'd be cool if you could have your say!

Okay so, here are the Important Events in New York Night:

October 14, 2008 - Logan and Rory reunite after meeting at an Industry Party. Lottie conceived.

December 10,2008 – Logan and Rory marry in a intimate ceremony at Lumley Castle, England.

Stars Hallow Baby Shower/Wedding Reenactment - 12 June, 2009

Hartford Baby Shower – 30 June, 2009

Lorelai Charlotte Huntzberger – born July 1, 2009

Honor + Josh baby born: – born February 5, 2010

New York Novel completed – August, 2010

Book Set for Printing– 12 June, 2011 (3rd Annual Wedding Reenactment)

Note the last part as it marks the starting point for New York Night II: A New York Novel! Enjoy, enjoy! I hope it lives up to the expectations! Much love!

Disclaimer: I do not own the wonderfulness ASP created.

"Alright, see you Monday!" Rory exclaimed happily as she clicked her cell phone shut.

"Good news, Ace?" Logan asked, as he glanced over at her with a smile in his eyes.

Rory waited a beat before answering her husband. She wanted to savor this moment as she hadn't expected it to feel so powerful and life-changing but it did. Finally, almost a year after completing her novel, simply entitled "New York Night", she had gotten the call that her book was going to be printed. This was huge on a personal level, but it was big for Huntzberger Publishing Group. This was a completely new venture for the company and that Mitchum trusted her book to headline the new business was a tremendous compliment. He had accepted her as Logan's wife long ago, but she had finally gained his respect as a career woman, too.

For a while, it seemed like she would never get to that place where she felt confident and comfortable enough to have other people read her book. It was different from her previous writing since it was by far the most personal piece she had written and she wasn't sure she was ready to have it critiqued.

Ultimately, Logan convinced her that it would be better to try and be rejected than never to try and live in regret. She was grateful to him for so many things – Lottie the most – but letting her write and encouraging to develop a career, pursue her dreams was definitely a close second.

"Great news, babe," she beamed. The summer sun shone through the windshield, making her features sparkle even more. Rory reached behind her passenger seat chair to give her daughter's bare foot a quick squeeze. Lottie was sitting comfortably in her car-seat and smiled at her mom, before returning her attention back to her stuffed animal.

"Did you hear that, Ness?" Logan asked and stole a look at his doting almost two-year old baby girl through his rearview mirror. "Mommy has great news!"

Lottie looked up and met her mother's big blue eyes staring back at her. She gurgled contently, before sticking her chubby pointer finger in her mouth. "Mommy news," she giggled happily as her big head of curly brown hair bounced around.

Logan and Rory shared another content smile – their little girl was growing up so fast! "It was Bridget," Rory told him, continuing with her tale of good news. "The printers start tomorrow and she wants to do lunch on Monday to go over the details for the promotional campaign before the launch next week…."

"Look at you," Logan said with pride lacing his tone, "Doing lunch, going on promotional campaigns…"

Rory laughed, causing Lottie to join in with her own fit of happy giggles. "Seriously though, Ace," he continued as the girls laughter died down, "I'm so proud of you! This is going to be amazing!"

Of course he would say that. The success of the new venture was partly his responsibility. Not only was Rory's reputation as a writer on the line, HPG's image as a corporate powerhouse was, too.

"I'm sure your book will blow-up, Ace," Logan told her as he saw a flash of uncertainty in her eyes.

Rory shot him a half-smile. "I don't know about blowing-up, babe…"

"Boom, mommy!" Lottie interjected enthusiastically, "like this…" The toddler widened her eyes and encircled her mouth with her hands. She paused theatrically before making some hacking noises and flailing her arms about wildly, before dramatically dropping her head. Lottie remained in this lifeless position for a moment, before she slowly lifted her head to meet Rory's amused gaze.

"Like that," she clarified with a cheeky grin.

"Really? Just like that, Lot?" Logan asked, having observed the whole thing through his rearview mirror, but Lottie had already lost interest and continued talking to her baby bunny toy. "She gets it from Lorelai, you know that, right?" he laughed as Rory caught the mischievous sparkle in her daughter's eye.

"Perhaps," she cocked her head to the side in contemplation, "but you've always had a dramatic touch…."

"I most certainly do not!" he replied in mock-exasperation, causing Rory to raise an eyebrow at him.

"Is that so?" A flirtatious smile tugged at her lips, "Do I need to remind you of a certain college lecture you interrupted?"

Logan responded with a loud laugh. Of course he remembered how he, Finn and Colin barged into her class as both he and Colin proceeded to proclaim their love for her. Finn eventually intervened. He continued chuckling at the memory as he looked at his wife's mock-angered face.

He reached over the middle console and squeezed her hand. "Those were the days!"

She glanced down at their intertwined hands, both wedding bands glistening in the sun, and a bright smile appeared on her face.

"What?"

"Nothing." She shot him a coy smile. "You're cute."

"Not so bad yourself, there, Ace."

Rory continued to look at him as he drove and she stole a quick look at her content daughter in the backseat. In this moment, her life couldn't have been more perfect. All the hardships she and Logan had endured were certainly worth it, but since Lottie's birth things had slowed down considerably. Logan worked, but he didn't have crazy 100-hour weeks, or lengthily business trips and Rory continued to write and raise their daughter. They lived in a completely harmonious, care-free world. It daunted her somewhat that with her book being published she'd be messing with their life, changing things up. Again it was Logan who soothed her fears, but she wouldn't allow herself to go along in his 'you-won't-fail' attitude.

"Logan, I know you think this book will be big, but I don't think the book will hit the best-seller list in the first week. I mean, how often does that happen?"

"You don't know that, Ace," Logan warned playfully, "Bridget is the best in the business…."

Rory didn't doubt this. Bridget was just a couple years older than Rory, but she'd been working in the book publishing business forever and was known to be ruthless, if need be. Luckily, Bee did not have the icy exterior to match her, at times, cutting professional stance. She was fun, bouncy and bubbly.

"And besides," he continued in his playful tone, "I've read the book. Numerous times!"

"All that proofreading has made you biased, babe," she laughed in reply. "Not to mention I'm your wife."

"This is so, but I would never tell you what you wanted to hear."

Rory nodded fondly, knowing this to be true. Still, she couldn't help but tease him a little, "Even if I withheld sex?"

He shot her a mock-surprised look. "Like you could go without this?" Logan smirked as he brushed his hand over his chest, causing Rory and Lottie to burst out in laughter.

"Your Daddy is silly, isn't he?" Rory asked her daughter and laughed again as little Lottie nodded enthusiastically.

"Oh, right, drag our innocent daughter into this conversation!"

"There is no dragging!" Rory exclaimed in mock-offence, "She's just incapable of lying!"

Logan shot an unimpressed glance her way, but she just shrugged it off. A sharp buzz interrupted the family of three's antics.

"Lorelai?" Logan asked as he caught Rory smiling at the text. Still, it was too early for Lorelai to be texting them about their whereabouts – Stars Hallow was still another hour and a half away.

"No, it's Bee. She wanted to know if we could swing by the printers tomorrow. I told her we couldn't, but…"

"…she doesn't get why." Logan completed the sentence. Bridget was a professional wonder woman but lacked the family life Rory loved. The two women got along wonderfully; yet Bee had a nasty habit of undermining family related happenings such as 'The Third Annual Huntzberger Wedding Reenactment', which Rory, Logan and little Lottie were on their way to attend. It's a shame it coincided with the first book-printing, but the Wedding Reenactment was tradition.

"Lottie, we're here," Rory whispered as she ran a finger across her daughter's cheek as Logan parked the car in Lorelai's driveway. "We're at Grandma's!" Logan added, but Lottie didn't stir.

Both parents were so engaged with their young one, that neither noticed Lorelai was walking towards them with a tray of coffees. She placed the tray on the hood, before making her way over to the passengers side and knocking on the window. "Coffee, coffee, coffee!"

Rory whipped her head around and laughed at her mother's antics. She placed her index finger over her lips, indicating for Lorelai to simmer down, since neither wanted Lottie to wake up cranky.

Carefully, Rory opened the car door.

"She's asleep?" Lorelai questioned with wide eyes and a hint of disappointment in her voice. "You told her she was going to Good Grandma's, right?"

"Yes, mom," Rory shook her head laughing as she embraced her mother. "I told her we were going to her favorite grandma and I guess the excitement was too much to handle..."

Logan chuckled as he overheard the conversation. "Lorelai, you know the anticipation just got to her!"

She looked up and pressed a quick kiss on her son-in-law's cheek. "Please, she probably passed out because of your old-man kind of driving," she teased, before glancing at the car and taking in her sleeping granddaughter.

"Why is she so damn cute? It makes it hard to hold a grudge…" Lorelai raised her arms and sighed, "She is forgiven… So, do you want some coffee?"

"Do you even have to ask?" Rory retorted, taking two Styrofoam cups from the tray. She raised the cup to her nose, sniffing up and savoring the delicious scent that was unique to Luke's homebrew. Out of all the little, quirky coffee shops she'd sampled in New York, which she considered to be her home, nothing compared to the sweet, slightly tart creaminess of Luke's coffee. Rory licked her lips in anticipation, before savoring the first sip of goodness.

"Jeez Rory, it's just coffee!" Luke said, making his way down the porch steps.

Lorelai gasped loudly and pointed at Luke. "Take that back! It's not just coffee, it's the eight wonder of the world…."He rolled his eyes as Lorelai continued her rant. "…the elixir or life, the magical make-everything-better-beverage, it's what brought us together! That's how powerful coffee is, Luke. It controls destiny! Like God! God is coffee!"

By now, Logan and Rory had huge grins on their faces as they watched the scene continue to unfold. "Really, Luke, after all that how can you say it's just coffee? Insult coffee?!"

He glared at her and shrugged.

"That's what I thought." She held up her Styrofoam cup, "You must apologize."

"I'm not apologizing to a cup of coffee…."

Lorelai shot him a stern look, causing Luke to let out a sigh. "You are nuts; you are lucky I haven't had you admitted to someplace with nice, cushiony walls, you know that, right?"

Grinning, she snaked her arm around his waist, pulling him in. "You love me too much to do something silly like that!"

He shot her a smile and pressed a kiss on the top of her head. "I do." However, this display of affection didn't get him out of apologizing to the coffee. "So, apologize," she urged, with a small wave.

"Lorelai…"

"Luke…." Lorelai drew out in a sing-song tone as she held the coffee cup up to his face.

"Fine," he huffed, "Sorry."

"Sorry, who?"

"Sorry, coffee…"

He caught the disapproving look on her face. "God," he corrected and her frown turned into a smile as she and Rory shared a laugh. Luke turned to Logan and pointed at Lorelai, "That's your future."

He let out a hearty laugh and shook Luke's hand, greeting him. "You don't seem to concerned about this," Luke noted teasingly.

Logan shot him a half-smile and lowered his voice, "They can hear us, man..."

"Hey!" Rory called out, "We can here you!"

The two men dropped their heads in mock-defeat, before turning to their ladies. "We'll just go get the bags, Ace."

"You've trained him well." Lorelai laughed. "Go inside, I'll get Lottie."

"Hello, sweet pea," she greeted, running her hand through Lottie's soft curls. "You've gotten so big. Grandma's going to have to figure our a way to stop this, you know…"

Lottie stirred as Lorelai picked her up. Instead of crying, like Rory had become used to, the young girl looked at her grandma curiously.

"Well, look who is awake," she laughed and pressed a raspberry-kiss on her cheek causing Lottie to squirm in amusement.

"Glama!"

"Ooh," Lorelai stopped walking and stared at her granddaughter. "Glama, huh? I like that, sweet pea!"

Quickening her pace, Lorelai made her way up the porch steps and triumphantly made her way into the living room. "Big news!" she told an curious looking Luke, Logan and Rory.

"What?"

"Today on June 11th 2011, the lovely and talented Miss Lorelai Charlotte Huntzberger, my first and as of yet only granddaughter, has finally decided on my Grandma Name!"

Rory gave her mother a blank stare, "Like she did on December 2, 2010, when she called you Blue-bah?"

"Excuse me, Blue-bah was a momentary lapse of judgment on this little one's behalf. I'm sure she just had be confused with her other grandmas…"

"So, what's the name?" Luke asked, humoring her.

Lorelai looked down at the toddler on her hip, "Do you want to tell them, or should I?" Lottie remained silent.

"I like how you think, kid," Lorelai nodded understandingly. "What's my name, sweet pea?"

Lottie looked up and pointed a chubby finger at her. "Glama" she responded simply and Lorelai kissed on her cheek. "So proud!"

"Glama," Logan and Rory repeated at the same time, causing Lorelai to smirk. "I don't want to hear anything from you two, I like it and I'm keeping the name!" She set Lottie down and kneeled so as to be eye level with the girl.

"Go tell 'em!"

Lottie looked at her parents, but set off in the other direction to where Lorelai kept a box of toys.

"She'll tell you later," Lorelai laughed as she kept a watchful eye on the little girl, who was now playing with a doll in the corner of the living room. All three adults shared a smile as they watched Lottie play.

"So, when does the gang get in?" Rory asked, focusing her gaze back on her mom.

"Later, they'll be here for dinner," Lorelai told her, "Al's has a special Food of the World Week…."

"Oh, I love Food of the World Week!" Rory clapped excitedly. "Where else can you get Indian, Mexican, Italian and Thai at the same place?"

"Lorelai! It's Al's!" Luke raised his hands in frustration. "It's food poisoning on a plate!"

"You are just jealous you didn't come up with Food of the World Week…" Lorelai told him.

"Yeah!" Rory added for good measure.

Luke shook his head. "Logan?" he pleaded.

"I'm sorry, man. I like Al's," Logan shrugged. "It's part of Stars Hallow..."

"Way to stick up for me," Luke mock-scolded as he got off the couch. "I'm just going to see what Lot's up to. Obviously, she's the only sane one here!"

"So testy…" Lorelai laughed as she watched him go, knowing it was all in good fun. "So, anything new and exciting in your lives?"

"The book is at the printers," Rory told her mother, "Bee called on the way down to let me know. We start promo Monday!"

"Finally!" Lorelai exclaimed, "I can't wait to read it, instead of that stapled mess you call a manuscript!"

Rory shrugged, "You'll have the first copy, I swear."

"Better be signed, Missy," Lorelai warned in jest, "Your signature is going to be worth millions one day…."

"Mom!"

"Don't fight it, Ace. If you don't want to hear it from me, at least listen to your mother! Has she even steered you wrong?" he asked smirking.

She playfully swatted him with a throw pillow. "Luke's right, you really are a traitor!"

"Me?" he asked in mock-shock.

"And you wonder where Lot gets her dramatics from…"

"Hello - Grandma genes," Lorelai interrupted, causing Logan to shoot his wife an 'I-told-you-so' look.

Rory leaned back in the soft couch as Lorelai and Logan continued to banter. She smiled at the thought of her Wedding Reenactment tomorrow. It was her favorite Stars Hallow tradition. She glanced over and saw Luke playing blocks with Lottie and she let out a content sigh. It was good to be home.

It's good to be back! I know it's a little short, a lot fluffy and writing a two-year old is hard. Since I love Stars Hallow, we'll stick around for the Wedding Reenactment next chapter before the 'real-world' starts. Okay, if you've missed this story: review!