AN: Hi everyone, this is going to be a multi-chapter story. Don't worry, I'm still working on the next chapters for The Storm and About Time. I have parts of both chapters, but I'm a little stuck on others. I promise as soon as they are coherent, they will be posted.

This is sort of in Yale time, but it is AU.

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God he hated these stupid events. All of Hartford society was there, dressed to the nines, just so they could celebrate some inane charity or organization. The worst part was they would just do it all again in a few weeks for a different charity or organization. Logan had no problem giving money to charities, he thought it was 100% the right thing to do, especially since he was so blessed to have everything he could ever want in life. The problem was the fanfare associated with it. If they took all the money spent to hold the event itself and donated it to the charity in addition to all the donations received by attendees, it would be a much better use of all of their time and money. He usually could get out of attending the events, but this one was different. This event was planned by his mother and had some relation to the newspaper world. So of course, his attendance was non-negotiable.

Logan made his way over to the bar and ordered a scotch. If he had to be here, he might as well take advantage of the liquor to make the night less excruciating. As he took a sip from his glass he saw her enter the room. She was the only thing that could make this night truly bearable for him, and he couldn't even be near her. That was the plan they had come up with last night in bed. It sounded great at the time, but now he was regretting agreeing to it.

The Night Before

Rory came out of the bathroom, stopped in the doorway of their bedroom, and just watched him. Logan was sitting in bed reading some articles that he had to review for his father by the next morning. He had his reading glasses on, no shirt, and was incredibly focused on whatever he was reading. She smiled. It was their nightly routine. He would get ready for bed first while she finished up whatever work she had for the YDN, then, while she was getting ready for bed, he would do some work for his father. Eventually, she would join him and read whatever book she had picked out for the week, until they were both done reading or decided to tire themselves out another way.

She walked across the floor to their bed, dropped her robe on the end of it, crawled up next to him and pulled out the bottle of lotion from her nightstand. She began covering her legs in the lotion and realized that she had been living with him for almost a year. Logan looked over at her and smirked. Every night she did the same thing, and every night he just wanted to grab her as she ran her small fingers over her legs.

Rory saw him look at her and she smiled again, happy that all of the issues they had were in the past. Well, most of the issues. Most of his family was still in the dark about them getting back together. She normally hated hiding things from people, but everyone, including Richard and Emily, even Lorelai, had agreed that Shira and Mitchum caused nothing but trouble for Logan and Rory, and should be kept out of the loop as long as possible. Elias, as horrible as he had been, came around and took a liking to Rory. She knew they would have to deal with telling Logan's family eventually, but eventually was not now.

Logan watched her climb into bed and continue her routine. Their lives were completely intertwined and he wouldn't have it any other way. He loved waking up in the morning knowing that as soon as the alarm went off Rory would curl into his side for a few more minutes of closeness. He loved the nights when they would just lay in bed and talk about the future, they even came up with baby names one night. He loved knowing that despite Lorelai's best efforts, Rory preferred to have a bowl of cereal, yogurt and a piece of fruit for breakfast rather than a poptart or a stack of pancakes.

Logan saw Rory smile as she got lost in her own thoughts. He loved moments like this. When he could just watch her and imagine the rest of their lives together. He would be perfectly happy if he came home to her every night and was able to watch her put her hair into a ponytail so she could wash her makeup off. Before Rory, he had never seen a girl get ready for bed in a non-sexual way. He enjoyed seeing her move through their bathroom and do things without thinking. Logan looked down at Rory's hand when the overheard light caught on her ring. He had asked her to marry him a month ago and she said yes.

It was a Friday night and they were walking through campus to get to their apartment. They were passing through one of the quads near Branford and it began to snow. Rory let go of his hand and began to twirl around. Her long brown hair sticking out from under her red hat, her white pea coat reaching just above her knees, and her cheeks got rosy from the cold. Logan walked over to her, wrapped his arms around her waist to stop her from twirling, and kissed her right on the lips. "You are beautiful Ace."

Rory laughed at him. "Logan it's snowing! Twirl with me!"

But he just looked into her eyes, smiled and got down on one knee. "Lorelai Leigh Gilmore-Hayden, I have been carrying this box around with me for weeks, trying to figure out the perfect way to ask you. I can't think of a better time then right now in the snow, right where we met. I love you Rory and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?"

Rory had no idea that the proposal was coming. Sure, they had talked about it before, but it was in more of an abstract, "maybe we will get married some day," kind of talk. They hadn't discussed when they would get engaged, whether they wanted a long engagement or a short engagement, or anything else. But none of that mattered to Rory; all that mattered to her was that she loved Logan and that he loved her. Tears filled her eyes as she listened to him, and knew right away what her answer was going to be.

She met his eyes and let a huge smile spread across her face. "Yes! Logan of course I will marry you!"

Logan jumped up and quickly slid the ring onto her finger. He kissed her thoroughly, pulled her into a hug, and spun her around in a circle. Both of them were smiling and laughing. Logan heard her whisper, "Good things happen when it snows."

"Earth to Logan." Rory waved her hand in front of his face.

"Sorry Ace, zoned out a little bit." He smiled at her and put the papers on his bedside table. Logan pulled her next to his side and wrapped his arms around her. She snuggled into him, putting her leg over his, and listened to his heartbeat. He hit the switch next to their bed, turning off all of the lights in the apartment.

He was almost asleep when her voice roused him awake. "Hey Logan, what are we going to do about your parents party tomorrow night?"

He yawned at her and wrapped his arms more tightly around her, "what do you mean Ace?"

Rory pulled away a little, and looked at him. "Your parents benefit Logan. The one that your mother has been planning for months, the one that you are required to go to. You know, the benefit that EVERYONE is going to? With your parents. The parents that don't know we have been back together for over a year, or are living together, or are engaged. I'm assuming they won't be too happy if you walk in with me on your arm and this giant rock on my finger."

Logan sat up in bed. "Crap, I forgot about the benefit." He didn't want to go to this thing and deal with his mother throwing society girls at him all night when all he wanted was to show off his new fiancée.

Rory wiggled out of his arms and climbed onto his lap. She ran her hands up his bare chest, brushed a piece of hair out of his eyes, and held his face in her hands.

"Look at me Logan." He looked into her eyes and found the comfort he needed. "We will go to the event separately, I will look stunning and you can seethe all night while I dance around with Colin and Finn so that I don't have to watch your mother throwing girls at you left and right. I won't wear my ring and we can just pretend we are being civil towards one another."

He closed his eyes and sighed. "Rory…"

"No Logan, I don't want to start something tomorrow night." The tone of her voice forced Logan to look up at her. Rory meant business. "Your parents hate me enough already, if you announce our relationship tomorrow, let alone announce our engagement, it will be World War III and you know it. Both sets of my grandparents are coming, all of our Yale friends will be there, I don't want to cause a scene. Lets just get through the night, and then this weekend we will go to your parents house and tell them."

He knew that her plan made complete sense, but he didn't like it. He hated that his parents had caused her so much pain and made her doubt her abilities as a journalist. He hated that they had to hide their engagement from everyone because his parents couldn't see that Rory made him happier than he had ever been, that she made him work harder because he wanted to be a better person for her. Logan sighed in resignation, "Fine Ace. You win."

He opened his eyes and quickly flipped them over and tickled her sides. He loved hearing Rory laugh, her laugh made all his doubts go away. He rested his forearms on either side of her and looked into her eyes. "Ace, I'll go along with your plan. Under one condition. You don't wear that dress that is hanging up in the closet because, by the looks of it, it will make me go wild, and then it will be absolutely impossible for me to keep my hands off of you all night . . ."

Rory smirked as Logan's possessive side came out, he didn't like getting jealous and protective of her, but after all they had been through he didn't want to risk losing her. "that is too bad, I was planning on wearing that new dress because I thought you would love. But if you don't want me to wear my new dress, I'll just have to pull out that old red dress . . ."

Logan pulled Rory's earlobe between his teeth, "you're going to be the death of me woman"

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