A/N: SORRY FOR THE INSANELY LONG WAIT! I know I lied when I said I would update faster, but not to worry. This is the last chapter :) So please, I hope you enjoy it.

-Lexi

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One year later

I stared at myself in the mirror. The long, white dress fell in silk waves to the floor. It was strapless, except for the lace that ran from one shoulder down to my back, forming a single strap. I wore a swirly kind of diamond necklace and my engagement ring. Paul had styled my hair so it still fell to the middle of my back, but some of the hair from the front was teased back and twisted into a shimmering clip. He had also interlaced crystals into my mahoganey hair. My makeup was light and shimmering. I turned to look at my mom.

"Hey."

"Hi baby." Her eyes watered. "You look amazing."

"Are you crying?"

"Yes." She grinned and stood next to me in the mirror. "Chris is waiting outside to take you down the aisle. Are you ready?"

I nodded. "Alright then, see you in there." She finished speaking and left. Paris, Lane and Honor stepped up. They all wore light blue bridemaids dresses. I'd let them choose the style, and I just told them the colour.

"Come on then." They motioned for me and we walked into the hall.

Dad looked at me. He smiled and held out his arm. "Come on Ror. We've actually gotta walk down the aisle this time. I was a little surprised when he proposed again so soon. I'm sure you guys no what you're doing."

I grinned, thinking inwardly about our first date, we'd gone paintballing. It was insane and fun and we'd been inseperable since then. Logan had proposed when we were on a plane heading back to New York, very reminiscent of Ever and Logan's plane ride.

"So, last time we were on this plane, we played truth or dare. Somehow, I think you won that game." Logan looked at me and pulled out the scotch bottle.

"Drinking Logan? This early in the morning?" He grinned at me and put it back.

"You're right. I was just kidding. I have a better drink," he pulled out two thermos of coffee.

"Now that is what I'm talking about." I laughed. He looked at me out of the corner of his eye as he sank back into his chair.

"You go first." He motioned to me.

"Alright, truth or dare?" He took a sip of his coffee.

"Truth."

"How is the New York Times really going?" Logan had been working his tail off lately to keep the NYT at its former glory. It seemed to be working well, but it was obviously taking a bit of a toll on him.

"It's actually okay. I may seem tired, but I have a bunch of people helping me out, so it's not that bad." He sat up a bit straighter. "Truth or dare Miss. Gilmore."

"Dare." I took two sips of coffee. It was the rules, one for truth, two for dare... Not nearly enough.

He grinned. "Turn your phone off until we land." I looked at him confusedly and then reached into my bag for my blackberry. I turned it off quickly.

"Truth or dare?" He asked again.

"But that's not the rules!" I exclaimed. "It's a one to one thing. One question per-" He cut me off, looking serious.

"Truth or dare Rory?" I looked at him, attempting to guess which one he wanted me to pick. I'd picked dare last time, so,

"Truth." I answered. He stood up. I looked at him in surprise.

"Will you marry me?" And he knelt down. "Last time I tried asking you we weren't ready. I thought we were, but we certainly weren't. Now, I think we might be, and I know we've only been dating for a year, but I've loved you for six, possibly seven. So, Lorelei Leigh Gilmore, will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?"

I stared down at him with my jaw dropped. "Is this an all or nothing question?" I squeaked. Of course I would blurt that out.

"Yes." He sighed. "I'm sorry but, it is..." He started to stand up. Being a Gilmore, I tackled him to the ground.

"All. I take it all." I stayed in my position, pinning him to the ground. He lay there, stunned.

"What?"

"Yes. It means yes Logan." His face split into a grin and he pulled my face to his, kissing me.

"Thank god. I've never proposed to the same girl twice. I was hoping I wouldn't have to go for third. Actually, I've never proposed to anyone except you." He kept his arms around me.

"Well, that's a good thing."

I looked back at my dad. "Let's do this thing."

The doors opened and Lane, Paris, and Honor paraded down the aisle. Then it was my turn. I looked at all the people before turning to look at Logan. I didn't look away until we reached the end of the aisle. He kind of smirked/smiled at me. He looked somewhat strangled.

We stopped and I looked at Chris. He pulled the veil over my head and kissed me on the cheek before putting my hand in Logan's.

"You alright Logan?" He looked like he might topple over.

"I've never been married before."

"That would be a twist. I've never been married either. Come on, the priest looks like he has something to say." Logan chuckled and the corner of the priest's mouth quirked up.

"Welcome. We are gathered here today to join this man and this woman in holy matrimony. If there is anyone who has an objection to this union, speak now or forever hold your piece." Logan glared at Finn, who smirked. The rest of the ceremony flew by until it was time for our vows.

The priest looked at Logan to begin. He took a deep breath. "I met Rory Gilmore outside her dorm room and she quickly put me in my place, although I certainly didn't gain any favour talking down to her friend, who turned out to be bartender who had worked at one of my parties. We eventually started speaking over a news article and I'm still honoured and stunned that she fell in love with me as I did with her. I'm sure everyone here knows my first proposal didn't go over to well, but I will keep proposing to this girl until the end of my life, because for me, there is no one else. It's all or nothing. So, Rory Gilmore, with this ring, I thee wed." He slid the wedding ring on my finger.

I looked at Logan and took the ring from Lane. "I thought Logan Huntzberger was an arrognant, egotistic idiot when I met him. I thought he didn't care about anyone but himself, nor did he have an intelligent cell in his body. I was wrong. Logan is none of those things, although he may come across that way at times. He barely knew me when my mom went through a break up and he gave me a car. Yes, a car, with a driver. I mean come on. So, through many, many cups of coffee and a failed attempt at an informal relationship, that turned into a self-declared ultimatum, I fell in love with Logan Huntzberger. We had our ups and our downs, and will no doubt continue in that fashion, but it keeps things interesting. We were seperated for five years, and everyday I found something I wanted to tell him. It might have been something small, or something impossible for me to forget. I am lucky enough to go on the rest of my life knowing that, when I go home, I can tell him each of those things, because the second time he proposed, I chose all. I chose all of Logan, the arrogant, egotistic, self absorbed, idiot that I fell in love with. The ups and downs. The parties and the times when we just stay in. And I can't tell you how excited I am. So, with this ring, Logan Huntzberger, I thee wed." I put the ring on his finger.

The priest smiled. "I now pronouce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." Logan pulled me toward him and kissed me. I smiled against his lips.

"I guess we got married."

"Yes we did." He smiled too.

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Finn stood up and lifted his glass. (Fifth I believe, but it might have been six) "I will now make a toast, as it is customary, for the best man, to make a toast to the groom."

Logan groaned and everyone laughed.

"I've known Logan for a while now. We bonded as we got kicked out of boarding school, after boarding school, after boarding school, after school... I think you get the point. Anyways, we have bonded over out bad behaviour. I always thought it would be me, Colin and Logan, as the three muskateers, living the high life as bachelors. Always and forever, and then I met the love of my life, Rory Gilmore. Ahh, sorry, I meant Logan met the love of his life. Then Colin and Steph started dating. I'm extremely happy they're both happy although I do miss my plans. Rory, love, don't break his heart. Logan, don't be stupid. And that is my speech, as wonderful as it is." He pointed at a blonde sitting across the room. "And you, come find me later. I would love to chat." He collapsed back into his chair.

The room burst into applause. My mom stood up. "As hard as it is to follow that Finn, I'll try. Rory's always been my baby, and I'm pretty sure she acted like my mother more times than she acted like my daughter, but that's always been Rory. She's always been responsible and I know she's made a good choice here. I didn't really like Logan when I first met him, and apparently neither did my daughter, as we learned from her vows. But, like her I have grown to love him and I'm glad they finally got married. So, to the bride and groom. I wish you all the happiness in the world. And Logan, I grant you endless patience for my daughters coffee addiction. Not to mention my own, seeing as I will be living in your house come fall, with Luke." We stared at her in horror.

"I'm kidding. To the bride and groom. Congratulations." She raised her glass and everyone did the same.

We both smiled. I looked at Logan as the chatter started up again.

"Hi Logan Huntzberger."

"Hi Lorelei Huntzberger-Gilmore."

"Please, call me Rory." I grinned.

"Of course. So, Rory, how are you this fine evening?"

"Fantastic. You?"

"Bloody brilliant, thanks for asking." Finn stumbled up then left.

"I'm great." I grinned at Logan's answer and he laughed.

"I love you Logan Huntzberger."

"I love you too Ace." And so, the rest of my life began. In the words of a dear Australian friend, it was going to be... 'bloody brilliant'. I mean, seriously, five years apart and we still ended up married. This was meant to be.

The End.

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