Okay so I was having MAJOR writers block, so I went searching for an idea, by stealing challenges from Gilmore-fiction so yeah, this was supposed to be a JJ fic but I changed it a little! The challenge wasFive to Seven Days by jaycie712, if u were wondering. (it was more like inspiration than total copy-ing!)


It was a peaceful Tuesday morning in the Huntzberger house. Rory and Logan were eating a gourmet breakfast of coffee, cereal and a bagel. Their sickeningly sweet banter being tuned out from their son by channel 23, or SportsCenter on ESPN. Eli, their 14 year old son was eating his cereal on the bar, next to the television, a spitting image, an exact replica, a clone per say of his father. From his blonde, chaotic mane, to his golden mocha eyes, to his impeccable ability to get in trouble no matter where he went or what school he attended. Rory and Logan's daughter was upstairs most likely adding the finishing touches to her hair, straightening those missed pieces, hair-spraying the flyaways.

"Mom! Mom, now!" The whole kitchen heard, then again, and again for the third time.

"Go up there already and make her shut the…" Rory glared at him, daring him to say it, while Logan was smirking, think, 'Yep, definitely my son.' "…Heck up." Eli finished, with a smirk, another feature identical to his father.

Rory stood up going to see what her 12 year old daughter needed, but first muttering to her husband, "I blame you." She made her way upstairs and knocked on Lori's door. "What's wrong sweetheart. Can I come in?" She called.

Lori opened the door, with her school shirt on but only a towel around her waist "You can come in on two conditions. First you can not tell any one, not dad, and especially not Eli." She continued when she saw Rory nod. "And two, you never call me sweetheart again." Her mother looked at her disbelievingly but nodded anyway. Lori opened the door all the way to let her mom in, and then closed it giving Rory just enough time to slip in. "I started my…you know…" Lori vaguely commented.

Rory was confused, saying the least, and then realization dawned on her. "Oh sweet…" Rory remembered their earlier conversation, "Lori, wow, such a big day, I'll be right back." She then slipped out of the door and ran, okay so she walked but at a fast pace, to the master bathroom. Luckily, Logan was still downstairs as she opened up the middle cabinet, the cabinet with her 'feminine products' as Finn calls them. She grabbed a regular pad out of the bag and a petite sized tampon. Then again, quickly walking, she made her way to her daughter's room. "Pad or tampon?" She asked her daughter.

"Hm…pad, for today at least. I've heard their easier." Lori answered

"Okay do you need any help?" Her mother answered, then added, "Wait you've heard their easier, from who?" The stunned elder asked her offspring.

"You know, people. I'll be right back." Lori dismissed, heading off into the bathroom. Rory waited patiently on her bed, looking around the room she was seldom allowed in. There were pictures around the room or Lori, and her friends, notebooks sprawled around the room with designs on the front, the closest read 'Courtney and Lori'. Rory guessed it was the new way of passing notes at school, the single sheets of paper apparently were out of style. The next thing she noticed was the screen on her laptop, usually displaying a group of Lori's friends, with Lori, during spirit week, all dressed up, but today there was an internet page open, as soon as Rory started to get up to see what was on the screen Lori interrupted.

"Okay well I'm good now, thanks. Oh and do you think you could get the back of my hair, I can't seem to get it right today." Lori suggested kindly, melting Rory's heart, 'her baby, more like, young woman still needed her.'

"Sure hone, I'd love to." They walked over to where Lori's new hot pink straighter lay on his heat protecting pad, so not to burn her dresser. As soon as Rory picked up the ghd, Logan's voice came through the door.

"Lor, can I come in." He came to check on his daughter, wondering what was wrong that had needed his wife's help. He was such an exceptional dad, he took the kids to school every morning, went to all their extra-curricular activities, and as simple as it sounds he was always home for holidays, birthdays, and weekends. He has succeeding in not becoming Mitchum, who had still not changed after all these years.

"No! Come back in five to seven days." Lori answered, and Rory was finally realizing what was on the web page, information on periods and she inwardly laughed.

"Okay, you have 20 minutes then we have to leave though so hurry up." He yelled back, and then they heard footsteps, as he walked away.

The two Lorelai Huntzbergers spent those minutes together helping Lori finish getting ready. They talked about friends, fashion, and boys, telling new and old stories until a voice came through the door, "Girls stop gossiping, if I'm late for work again, I'm going to have to fire myself." The two girls giggled, like they were both 12, but walked out of the room.

"Sorry, I'm ready." She told her father, then walking down the stairs they heard her yell, "Eli come on, now, or we're leaving without you."

"Oh no, that would be devastation I'd have to miss first hour, what a tragedy." He replied sarcastically.

"Maybe you should go, after all if you have to fire yourself then we'll only have your 25 million dollar trust fund to live off of, and we all know that wouldn't even last us a month." Rory commented.

"You know, I think you're actually right." Her husband replied with a twinkle in those eyes like a Milky Way, chocolate brown on the edges with golden caramel flecks in the center and a smirk dancing on his lips. He kissed her goodbye and headed down the stairs as she headed to the bathroom thinking 'I moved out of a crazy, loving town into a crazy, loving home.'


Okay so this chapter wasnt very funny, so in your review tell me which you like better, the funnier or the more serious (i mean its not going to be angst or anything just a little (just a pinch) more serious), or if you would like a combo (ohhh dont think thats even possible but oh well)! also it wasnt very Logan filled, but oh to the well! Thanks for reading, and i'd appreciate reviews (i accept anonymous) but i'm not going to like say 10 review or no next chapter (i would LOVE 10 reviews though)! Okay so i'm done rambling.

Have a nice Day, or Night! Your awesome, and somebody, somewhere loves you (besides me of course)!