Logan was tense as Finn drove him to Stars Hollow, Finn noted that he was sitting completely straight and still, his hands clenched together. "It's going to be alright, mate," he said, in hopes of calming him down. Logan stared straight ahead, his mind constantly playing back her "no". Finn slowed down as they pulled into the street, he had only been to the small town once but he remembered the way. "Ready, Huntz?" Although it was a question, Logan took it more as a statement and nodded his head, turning to open the car door.

—

Rory swore she had sensed the car pulling up to her parent's place before she could see or hear it. She was sitting in the kitchen, a full cup of coffee in front of her that she had poured and not touched. She looked at the ceiling as she stood up, taking a large breath before walking towards the front door. She had been thinking about what to say to him and had settled on something short and sweet, although she knew that she would end up rambling yet again. Focus, she told herself, you know what you need to say.

Before she had arrived at the door, Finn walked in rambling on about the safety of small towns and how friendly it was that no one needed to lock the doors. Rory heard the words "trusting" and "quaint" before the roar of "RORY, darling, how wonderful to see you". Finn gave her a bear hug, lifting her off the ground slightly and whispering "Your Huntzberger is waiting for you outside, glad to see you got the message," referencing the dress that she had changed into. Finn walked through the house, talking to himself about needing a drink now after all the work he had done. Rory smiled to herself, wondering what they would all do without Finn in their lives.

—

Logan had heard Finn walk in, and while he had heard him yell out Rory's name, he hadn't heard anything else. Wondering if she was even home (because surely she would be at a dinner with her family somewhere, it was after all her graduation), he slowly wandered around the car and found himself near the chuppah that was in the garden.

Rory watched Logan standing in the garden, he had his back turned to her and was looking at the chuppah that her mother had recently decided needed fairy lights on. She quietly walked over to him and was surprised by the "Hey Ace" that she could barely hear.

Logan hadn't turned around, but he could feel her energy before she had made a sound. He hadn't meant to be the first one to speak, but it had come out before he had been able to catch himself. Smiling to himself, he shook his head slightly, wondering if she knew the effect that she had on him. He realised that Rory had not responded, and turned around to see tears slowly streaming down her face. "Sorry to just turn up, but Finn insisted," he continued, "we can't leave things like this Rory". Rory nodded, and in that moment she knew what she had to tell him. "I've totally messed everything up, you know that I love you, and of course I want to be with you. We promised to factor one another in, but I got so caught up in being free, not that I even know why I would want to be free in the first place, I mean what does it even mean to be free…" she knew that she was rambling, and so stopped and caught her breath, before continuing at a more even pace, "Logan, I love you, I want to be your wife, I want to be with you more than anything." She looked at him questioningly, hoping that he was hearing what she was saying. "I can write from anywhere in the world, I'd be crazy not to go with you."

Logan couldn't believe what he was hearing. He couldn't recall what he had expected her to say when he had arrived, but he did know that this was more than his wildest imagination. "So…are you saying…?" He looked at her, hoping that he wasn't dreaming…surely he'd just fallen asleep in the car?

"Yes, I'm saying yes!"

"But your family? Paris? Lane?" He needed to be sure about what he was hearing from her.

"Planes, phones, Facetime…Logan, I've got it covered. Now, are you going to kiss me?"

Logan looked at her, amazed that the person he loved more than anything loved him right back. "Well, if that's the case…" He put his hand in his pocket, pulling out a small blue box. Getting down on one knee, he opened the box and asked her again, "Rory, love of my life, will you do me the pleasure of being my wife?"

Rory didn't know whether to laugh or cry at the situation that the two of them had found themselves in, and so while she had a little giggle, she managed to compose herself enough to let out a very loud "yes!". She bent down to Logan and kissed him with everything she had, the two of them somehow managing to stand up while their arms were entwined.

"About bloody time!" Finn yelled out from the doorway to the house. Logan and Rory broke apart, laughing at their friend, and Logan was finally able to put the ring onto Rory's finger. "It's perfect" she whispered to him, as he kissed her cheek gently.

"Alright you two, time to get a move on. Rory, there's a dress hanging in your room - go and put it on. Logan, shirt in, do your tie up, it's time to go." Rory looked at Logan, never having heard Finn being so assertive, with the exception of insisting everyone needed to drink more.

"Sometimes it's better not to ask," Logan whispered, rolling his eyes at Finn. "Where are we going?"

"I have somewhere that you both need to be. Go!" Finn half pushed Rory to the door, her laughter ringing out as she went inside.

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It wasn't long before Logan was knocking on the door to Rory's old room. He let himself in, looking around he noticed that the room was suddenly very pink. Rory caught his eye, "Gigi's choice" she said softly, notching Logan's expression change as he took her in. She continued to pin her hair, as the navy dress she had found hanging up had very intricate details on the back, and she didn't want her mop of brown hair to cover it.

"Finn…who knew he had such good taste?" Logan commented as he walked over to his fiancé. Rory wrapped her arms around him, kissing him softly on his lips. Logan responded, gently biting down on her bottom lip as he heard Finn coughing at the door.

"Now, now children, plenty of time for that later. Time to go," he said, tapping at his watch, "we're already late enough!"

Rory and Logan looked at one another, Rory shrugging her shoulders and taking Logan's hand, half dragging him out to the waiting car. While Logan wasn't complaining, he really hadn't wanted to go. It had been days since they had been alone together, and while he knew they would be soon enough, that really wasn't good enough - they had things they needed to talk about, plans to make.

Finn insisted that Logan and Rory sit in the back together, it was a bit of a novelty for him to be playing chauffeur. Rory snuggled in close to Logan, it had been a very long and very emotional day. "How long 'til we're there, Finn?" she questioned. "We will be arriving at our destination in about 90 minutes," he said, glancing in the mirror to look at his two friends in the back seat, "plenty of time for you to have a cat nap if you so desire." Rory smiled back at him, and shut her eyes, her head leaning against Logan's chest.