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"And then Logan proposed and I said no, I didn't want to move to California and play the perfect trophy wife that wasn't me and it wasn't who I wanted to pretend to be any longer. My Grandmother wasn't to happy but my mother was ecstatic."
"You and Logan Huntzberger I just can't picture it." Tristan shook his head.
"Yeah Believe me it wasn't an easy match it was fraught was fights and cheating and yeah…." Rory trailed off.
"Sounds like Logan." Tristan nodded.
"How do you know Logan?"
"He's my cousin."
Rory looked at him closely yeah I guess I can kind of see the resemblance. I'm guessing it 's through Mitchum's side of the family and not Shira's."
"Yup you're right. So what did you think of my dear Aunt and Uncle."
"They hated me and I stole a boat because they told me I wasn't good enough for Logan and Mitchum told me I wouldn't make it as a journalist well the jokes on him now because I write a lot at a big paper and even though he tried to black list me after I turned down Logan's proposal he couldn't." Rory smirked. It felt good to put it too Mitchum Huntzberger that was for sure.
'Out for blood are you Mary?" Tristan smirked I think I like this feisty you.
"Why thank you bible boy." Rory winked. It was nice to see Tristan again. He might have annoyed her throughout high school but he was always good at making her smile even if it was against her will.
"Never thought I'd see you like this." Tristan chuckled shaking his head. "I like it." He threw some money on the table. And Rory stood up putting her coat on. "I'd love to continue this conversation but I do have class early tomorrow."
"Right of course I remember those days." Rory smiled. "It was great seeing you Tristan."
"You to Mary." Tristan smiled. "We should do this again sometime."
"Well you have my number so give me a call."
"Of course." Tristan smiled as Rory watched him walk away a part of her felt sixteen again and she almost feared Dean would pop out of the shadows and ruin her good mood. She shook her head as she walked back to her house and slipped her key into the lock. Slipping her shoes off she curled up on the couch and flipped the TV on letting her eyes fall closed. She was awoken by the ring of her phone. Groggily she picked it and seeing her mother's name flash across the face of the phone she answered it. "Hello?"
"Hey Sweets what are you up to."
"It's late my why are you calling me?" Rory asked.
"Can't a mother call her only daughter?" Lorelai asked incredulously.
"Sure but it's almost elven at night what's up?"
"Okay so I had to tell you this you had to be the first person to know. Luke asked me to marry him I said yes the weddings in three months. So grab your calendar and pencil me in."
"Oh my god." Rory screamed jumping off the couch. "Mom that's amazing I'm so happy for you." Rory thought about telling her mother about meeting with Tristian again after all of these years but this was her mother's moment a moment both of them had been waiting for for so long. So she'd let her have it and tell her mother about Tristan later when she had more to tell her.
"thanks Sweets and of course you'll be my maid of honor."
"Of course." Rory beamed.
"Okay look is looking at me he has to get up Early and I know you were asleep so I'll let you go but I just couldn't hole it in I had to tell you."
"I'm glad you did and I'll try and get down there this weekend to see that ring."
"Sounds like a plan talk to you later."
"Later." Rory hung up the phone and laid back against the couch smiling. Her mother was getting married to the man of her dreams Rory couldn't have been Happier. Luke Danes had always been more of a father to her then her own father. Rory stood up and padded her way to her room changing into her PJ's and slipping into her bed. Her dreams revolved around wedding and pretty blond boys.
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