Disclaimer: I still don't own Gilmore Girls, but I still love them

Okay so this one is longer than last chapter. It's the entire dinner... Oh yeah... this update is so close because it's the beginning. updates won't be this fast usually. Too much college work

"Logan, are you okay?" Rory asked looking at her boyfriend. He looked as if he was going to be sick.

"You know what?" He said, "I don't think this is such a good idea. These people are evil. They are completely and totally despicable."

"Logan!" Rory said shocked. "These are your parents and they love you and will support you. Now, we are going in there unless you have something against about me to be ashamed of." Rory looked at him expectantly. This is it. She thought. This is the end of my secrecy tonight. I just hope he can get past the last name… well second last name.

"Okay, Ace." He took a deep breath. "Let's face the lions." He stood at the door staring at it much like Lorelai did when at her parents' house. With a huff, Rory leaned forward and pressed the doorbell. Logan sighed. "I guess we're really going to do this then. Thanks for ringing the bell. Really, I was already planning escape routes."

"No problem." Rory replied. "I recognized the signs. My mom never wants to go to her parents' house either. We once stood outside the door for fifteen minutes before my grandmother opened the door because she heard voices. I wasn't willing to stand out here that long. Sorry. But it's chilly outside and the coat isn't helping my legs." She turned to him and smiled as Honor, Logan's sister yanked the door open and hissed at them.

"You guys are late and dad and whomever he's bringing are late and mom's on her third cigarette." She whispered to the two. "Hurry up. It's like the North Pole in here. Mom's not happy about something and it's bound to get interesting."

As the two hurried in, Rory glanced around and admired the artwork in the house. It was impressive, no doubt about that, but she preferred something less ornate. "Ace, come on." Logan said in hushed tones as he steered her into the sitting room. As they entered the room, Rory could almost feel the distinct bite to the air that appeared when society's elite disapproved of something or in this case, someone. "Mom, Gramps." Logan stated nodding to both of them, "may I introduce to you, Rory Gilmore, my girlfriend."

"Hello," Rory said timidly, starting to doubt her ability to endear herself to people. "It's lovely to meet you. Logan has told me so much about you all." It wasn't even a lie. Logan had spoken often of his family, true, it wasn't the most flattering depiction of a family that he portrayed, but he still spoke of them.

"Hello, Rory. It's nice to meet you." Logan's mother said using the fakest society voice Rory had ever heard. "Logan, your father is running a bit behind, so your tardiness is not a problem. He should be here in a few minutes." Rory was amazed by the subtlety of the reproach. I wonder how the attack will come with this kind of family. Emily would just flat out say something, subtlety wasn't the Gilmore way. Rory mused while Logan refilled his grandfather's glass and got the two of them drinks also.

Rory looked at her clear drink, what was he thinking, I can't do alcohol with his family here, "Uhh, Logan, I don't think…" she trailed off pointing to her drink.

"Club soda, Ace." He replied with a small smirk.

"Oh. Okay. Just checking." Just then, Rory heard the door open and voices travelled into the sitting room. She took comfort in the fact that her grandparents were going to be there for her. The plan was to pretend that they were complete strangers until the opportune moment. She just hoped it didn't get too bad before that point.

"Shira? Are you all in the sitting room?" A voice that Rory assumed belonged to Mitchum Huntzberger by the fact she didn't recognize it and Logan tensing up at the voice. A tall man walked in with her grandparents and glanced around. His eyes lingered on Rory for the smallest moment before dismissing her as unimportant. "Logan, good to see you decided to make an appearance for once."

Logan tensed even more at the reprimand as he stood. "Mr. and Mrs. Hayden, it is a pleasure to see you again. Father, Mr. and Mrs. Hayden, I would like to introduce you to my girlfriend, Rory." At this point, he held his hand out to her and urged her forward to greet everyone.

"It's a pleasure to meet you all." Rory said shaking each of their hands, smirking inwardly. "Mr. Huntzberger, you have a lovely house. The artwork is simply divine." She said turning to him and looking him straight in the eye. Something that disconcerted Mitchum, he'd never seen anything quite so audacious in Hartford society. It solidified in his mind that she was not an appropriate choice at all.

"Well, why don't we start dinner, now that everyone is here?" Shira said with a society smile.

As everybody was walking toward the dining room Rory leaned in to Logan and whispered, "When we get done with this, remind me to tell you some of my mom's escape and wild clothing stories, I have a feeling you'll need them." Before Logan could question what she meant by him needing them, they were at the table and everyone was sitting down. The salad course was relatively uneventful, Honor announced her engagement, and they welcomed Josh into the family. However, when the main course was being brought out, Logan's grandfather suddenly slammed down his utensils.

"We cannot ignore this anymore!" he announced, "Logan what are you doing bringing someone like this home for dinner?" he asked gesturing toward Rory. "It is time you stop fooling around and settle down with someone respectable, not a product of teenagers who didn't have the common decency to marry after such a tragedy occurred."

"Gramps!" Logan interjected, outraged at his grandfather.

Hearing the derision in the old man stung Rory a little, but she looked across the table at her grandparents and were reassured by the fury in their eyes at the man. She touched Logan's arm to calm him down. "Logan, it's fine, I've heard it before." She said it quietly as to not upset her grandparents further before they could finish with their plan. Unfortunately they did hear her, and looked at her shocked.

The shock was mirrored on Logan's face and he turned to her and said, "Let's go. You aren't inferior to them in any way and you should never be told that you are." Hearing his defense of their granddaughter, the Haydens were proud that Rory had found someone to protect her.

"Now dad," Shira began, "Don't put that on Rory. It's not her fault. However," she turned to Logan at this point, "I must agree that you need to find someone more suitable to the role needed for someone of your status. I hear that Rory here wants to travel and be a reporter. That isn't the lifestyle for someone marrying into the Huntzberger family." Assuming that the discussion was final, Shira turned to the Haydens. "Francine, I loved those drapes that were in your living room last time I visited. I simply must get the name of your decorator."

"Certainly." Francine responded in a clipped voice. "I'll get my granddaughter to send it over one day. I got the decorator from her mother." Rory almost laughed when she heard that. It was the perfect opening for the plan, the elder Huntzbergers were going to hang themselves with their own words.

"I had heard that your granddaughter was your heir." Mitchum interjected. "I had hoped that you would bring her tonight, she's about Logan's age right?"

"That's right," Straub answered. "she's truly something else. Quick-witted, and smart, she loves to read and is so polite, I've never heard a negative thing about her, even in the gossip mill." He continued sending a small wink to Rory as he complimented her.

"Really?" Mitchum's wheels were turning in his head. He needed to hook the two up. They would be the greatest power couple of their generation. "I think Logan, you should meet this young girl."

Logan stared at his father, unable to believe that he was trying to set him up in front of his girlfriend. It was astonishing. "Sorry dad. I don't think I want to. You see I have a girlfriend. I don't need a new one."

With a nod to her grandparents, Rory looked at Logan. "You know what, I think you should meet her. I don't want you to get in trouble for me." Logan looked at her, mouth agape.

"That's fine. I can call her right now." Francine stated before Logan could protest. "I have her on my speed dial. You see, we talk daily." With that statement, she pulled out her cell phone and dialed Rory's phone.

A trilling filled the air as the Huntzbergers watched Francine with her phone to her ear. Dumbfounded they saw Rory reach into her purse and pick up her phone. "I am so sorry everyone, it seems that my grandmother is calling." She said flipping her phone open. "Hello?" she asked, barely able to contain her laughter.

Francine responded, quelling her laughter more successfully than her granddaughter. "Rory dear, it seems as if the Huntzbergers disapprove of their son's girlfriend." She stated watching the elder Huntzberger's faces pale as they realized what had just happened.

"Oh dear. I'll have to let you go Grandma. I need to talk to my boyfriend about choices in girlfriends." Closing her phone, she turned to Logan and said with an almost straight face. "Logan, sweetie, would you like to date the other girl. I have to warn you, she's addicted to coffee."

Logan burst into laughter at the last comment. "Oh Ace, I don't believe it. You're the Hayden heir?"

"Yep" Rory responded popping the "p". "I don't know why, but people always assume that mom got pregnant by the pool boy or something. They never ask who my father is. Shame really." She shook her head in fake pity. She clapped her hands together. "Okay, as much as I would love to stay and listen to apologies, or sucking up, I think Logan and I ought to be going, we have things to discuss." With that, she stood and looked at her grandparents. "Grandma, Grandpa, I'll talk to you tomorrow? Grandma we really need to go shopping again. I love you guys."

Francine stood also. "Shira, Mitchum, we really must be going, our granddaughter was maligned tonight and I need to calm down. We will see you soon. Lovely dinner."

The four left the house at the same time, laughing at the stunned looks on everyone's faces. Rory and Logan stopped at his car and turned to her grandparents. "I'll talk to you tomorrow, after I tell mom about tonight. She'll get a kick out of it."

Francine simply nodded. "That she will, maybe we can tell her together so we can go shopping tomorrow."

"All right."

As they were getting into the car Straub called over hs shoulder, "Don't think we forgot about the comment you made earlier about not being insulted before. We'll talk later about that."

"Okay, love you grandpa." Rory called back.

"You too princess."

So there it is. It's not done yet. I'm not sure how long it's gonna be, but we're not done yet. Review please.