A/N: Luke and Lorelai are married now, so that this chapter makes sense.

This chapter is super random, and I know that. I do know where this story is going, I just don't know how to get there. I have everything after the wedding planned out, so until then, all the conversations, I just pull out form the crazy part of my brain, (which, by the way, has officially taken over the entire thing).

Disclaimer: Still don't own Gilmore Girls. Because, let's face it...If I did, there would be a movie in the works, possibly even a spin off.

Chapter 11

At Rory and Logan's Apartment (After the Shopping Trip)

"Ace? You here?"

"On the couch."

"Hey. How was shopping?"

"Fun. But they kept grilling me about marriage and stuff."

"Oh yeah?" He sat down next to her.

"Yeah, I mean, it's sweet that they care, you know?"

"Yeah."

Knock knock knock

"Who's that?" Rory asked.

"I don't know, Ace. My x-ray vision is broken."

"Hmm." She got up to go answer the door. "You should have that fixed." She opened the door to reveal none other than Lorelai Gilmore.

"Mom!"

"Rory!" They embraced.

"What are you doing here?" Rory asked once they pulled apart and Lorelai stepped inside.

"Well, my lovely daughter, I never see you anymore. Hi, Logan."

"Hi, Lorelai."

"Plus I need to tell you something."

"Really? What?" Rory asked, intrigued.

"Hon, you should sit down."

"Umm...Why?"

"I don't know how you're going to react. Please, Rory."

"Fine." She sat down and took a deep breath. "What's up?"

"Well, Luke and I have been really happy lately, you know?"

"Yeah, and I'm happy for you."

"Thank you." She started fidgeting.

"Mom?"

"I'm pregnant."

"Seriously?!" Rory exclaimed, after a moment of silence.

"You're happy?" Lorelai asked, almost fearful.

"Of course! I'm so happy. I mean, you and Luke are happy about it, right?"

"Yeah, of course."

"Good. If you're happy, I'm happy." Rory got up to hug her. "Congratulations, Mom."

"Thank you, Ror."

"Congratulations, Lorelai." Logan hugged her.

"Thanks, Logan."

"What was Luke's reaction when you told him?"

"He was happy, excited. Then he pulled a Jackson of '04."

"He's baby proofing the house?"

"Yep."

"What does 'baby proofing the house' mean?" Logan asked.

"When Sookie was pregnant with Davie, Jackson went all nutso and started getting rid of all of Sookie's knives, pots, pans, and glass, and started putting baby locks on drawers. He totally went psycho dad on her while he kept on calling it 'baby'." Rory said.

"Wow." Logan said, stunned. He knew the people in that town were crazy...But not that crazy.

"Yeah, which, by the way," Rory said, turning to Lorelai. "Doesn't make sense. There are no pots or pans in that house. Let alone knives."

"He's doing the Gilmore version of baby proofing."

"Meaning..."

"He's getting rid of all the coffee and junk food." Lorelai said, causing Rory to nod in understanding. Then Lorelai's phone rang. "Hello?...Hi, Luke...But, I'm with Rory...Fine. Bye." She hung up the phone. "Luke wants me to come home and talk about the baby."

"Alright. Bye, Mom."

"Bye, Lorelai."

"Bye."

"You're really excited about your mom having another baby?" Logan asked.

"Of course. Why wouldn't I be?"

"Because you and your mom are really close."

"Yeah, but that doesn't mean that I'm not happy for her. My mom and Luke deserve this."

Rory's phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Ror!" Brooke said.

"Hey, Brooke. What's up?"

"Oh, so now I need a reason to call one of my best friends?"

"Yes, you do. You always have an ulterior motive."

"That's true most times, but not now."

"Really?" Rory asked, skeptically.

"...Sort of."

"Spill."

"I heard from a little bird that Mitchum wanted Logan to fire some people."

"What? Where did you hear that?"

"Mitchum's secretary."

"Laura?"

"Yeah. Is it true?"

"Well, I can't deny it, nor can I say it's true. Logan hasn't told me anything, which he probably would. But Mitchum is pretty unpredictable, and he always leaves Logan in the dark until the last second." Rory said, causing Logan to nod in agreement, even though he had no idea what they were talking about.

"Oh. Well, if you hear anything..."

"Brooke, I'm sure you're safe. That's the advantage of having a friend who's sleeping with the boss." Logan looked up at her skeptically. Rory smiled.

"Wow...I feel...lucky."

"You should."

"Okay, well, I'll let you go. Bye, Rory."

"Okay, bye." Rory said, laughing.

"Ace, that conversation was very strange. Just thought I'd let you know."

"I know."

"What was Brooke talking about this time?"

"Well, apparently Laura thinks Mitchum is going to fire people, using you; and she started telling everyone, except for me, of course."

"Laura as in Mitchum's secretary?"

"That's the one."

"That's crazy."

"I know."

"Should I call Mitchum?"

"Nah. We'll find out tomorrow."

--Monday Morning--Meeting--

"Good morning, everyone. How are we today?" Logan asked.

He was met with silence.

"As good as you can be on a Monday morning?" He guessed.

Silence.

"Coffee, anyone?"

"Please." Rory said.

People around the table laughed, knowing about her coffee addiction.

"So you are alive. Welcome back."

They laughed again.

"Excellent. Now that I have your attention, let's get to this...work thing..." Logan said, sitting down and looking at his notes. "I need all articles for the next issue in by Thursday, that way they can be done and ready by Monday...Sports! I need pictures of the game, of course...What game is it...? Hell, what sport is it?" Logan said, getting laughs from all around the table. He was interrupted by his secretary, Cindy, walking in.

"Hey, sorry. Rory, you've got a phone call on line six." Cindy said.

"Oh, okay." She got up and walked out.

"Ror." Cindy said, getting her attention seeing she was walking to her desk. "It's Mitchum Huntzberger."

"Got it." She turned around and walked into Logan's office. "Did he say what he wanted?"

"No, he said he just wanted to talk to you."

"He never was predictable." Rory rolled her eyes and closed Logan's office door and sat down at his desk.

"Hi, Mitchum. Sorry about the wait."

"It's okay, Rory. I know you were in a meeting. Which is why I won't talk long."

"Okay..."

"I need a favor."

"I'm listening." . . . . . .

Rory came out of Logan's office after her phone call with Mitchum and turned to Cindy. "If anyone asks, I was on the phone with a newspaper."

"Which one?"

"Anyone. Pick one and stick with it." Rory realized that that probably wasn't the best idea in a newspaper office, and changed her mind. "Back up. How about the LA Times. Okay?"

"Okay."

"Rory walked back into the meeting room. "Sorry."

"It's fine." Logan said. "Alright features." He turned to Brooke and Rory. "What's the piece on?"

"Barak Obama. We're doing a follow up on some of Rory's articles from the campaign trail." Brooke said.

"We're seeing how popular he is among the political parties and if people would re-elect him in the next election." Rory added. (A/N: It is currently November 2010.)

"We're also looking at past articles and conferences and meetings." Brooke finished.

"Alright, sounds good. Will it be ready by Thursday?"

"Of course." Rory said.

"Good. Now...Is that it?" He looked around the room. "Good. This meeting is officially over. Bye, guys. Happy Monday." Logan dismissed.

"Ror, I've got some new stuff for the article."

"Really? Cool. I'll be at your desk to see what you've got as soon as-"

"I talk to her." Logan interrupted.

"-I talk to Logan."

"Okay, bye."

"Yes, Mr. Boss? Am I in trouble?" Rory joked, turning around to face Logan.

"No, Ace." He laughed. "Come on." He lead her to his office. He closed the door and stood in front of her.

"Who was on the phone?"

"Um, the LA Times."

"Liar."

"Okay, you got me. It was the Chicago Tribune."

"Try again."

"San Francisco Chronicle?"

"Ace, I know it wasn't a newspaper."

"What?"

"A newspaper editor couldn't do that to you."

"Do what?"

"I saw your face, Ace."

"So..."

"A regular old newspaper guy couldn't do that to you. However, a certain newspaper mogul could. What'd he say?"

She tried to hid her shock, unsuccessfully. "Who?"

"Mitchum."

She slumped in his office chair. "How'd you figure that out?"

"I know you and my father. Besides, you were pale, and you had that confused and slightly queasy look on your face. You were Huntzberger-ed. Nobody knows that feeling better than me and Honor. What'd he say?" Logan said, leaning against his desk.

"I can't tell you."

"Why not?"

"I've been sworn to secrecy."

"Are you kidding me?"

"Yes." She laughed. "He wants me to plan your party."

"Party?" Logan asked confused.

"It's called a birthday, Logan."

"He asked you to plan me a birthday party?" Logan asked, disbelieving.

"Yes."

"My father?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"I don't know. He said you'd be bored at a party he threw you."

"The man's smart, I'll give him that."

"And manipulative."

"Definitely."

"It's not a big deal, is it?"

"No, I guess not. It is a little weird, though."

"At least you don't have to plan a birthday party with Mitchum Huntzberger."

"You didn't have to say yes, Ace."

"And let you suffer at a party your father threw you? Yes was my only option. I couldn't let your father plan a birthday party! The only party he knows how to throw is a business party. Everyone would be bored out of their minds! And don't even get me started on the music he would have. My mother would die if she knew Mitchum was in charge of music at a birthday party."

"You've got a point there. The music would be...terrible. And thank you for not making me suffer." He leaned down to kiss her.

"You're welcome." She said once they pulled apart.

"Now, I mean this in the nicest way possible as your boyfriend; I love you, but get out of my chair. The last part was me being the boss."

"You mean I don't get any special privileges because I'm sleeping with my boyfriend and the boss? My, my, what has the world come to?" Rory teased.

"Funny, Ace."

"Bye, Logan." Rory said, laughing as she was walking out of his office.

"Bye." Logan laughed.

"Does Logan know?" Cindy asked.

"Yep. The plan is off."

"Okay." Cindy chuckled.

"Know what?" Brooke asked.

"Nothing."

"Anything kinky?"

"Brooke!"

"I'm just asking as your friend."

"No, Brooke. Nothing kinky."

"Fine." Brooke said, sounding sad. "Anyway, we should work on this piece."

"Good idea."

"Okay, well I've got all these....."

--Lunchtime--

"Hey, Ace. You ready to go?"

"Yeah. Let me just save this...Okay. Let's go."

"So...what did my dad tell you?" Logan asked once they were in the elevator.

"That's been bugging you all day, hasn't it?"

"Yes."

"Well, I'd love to tell you, but I can't."

"Why not?"

"There's nothing to tell."

"There has to be something."

"Not yet. We're going to talk later and hash out the details."

"Details?"

"As in the venue and amount of people. Until I get that information, I can't really do anything."

"You can pick the color scheme."

"And that's about it. Besides, I already have a color." They walked out of the building and to a café on the corner.

"And what would that be?"

"Pink, of course. Your favorite color." Rory teased.

"Lovely. And tell me you got daisies as the flowers." Logan said sarcastically.

Rory looked at him, a little frightened. "Please don't do that. Especially in public. I can't have a gay boyfriend." She sat down at a table in the café.

"Then tell me everything you and my dad talked about."

"Fine. Not here, though."

"Why not?"

"Too many prying ears." Rory looked around cautiously.

"Then where?"

"At home."

--At Rogan's Apartment--

"We're home, now spill."

"Bossy much?"

"Please, Ace. I'm dying here."

"Well, we can't have that." Rory sat next to Logan on the couch. "Well, first, he asked me if it was January."

"What?"

"Hypothetical. Then he told me that your birthday was in a few weeks and that he needed my help in planning you a kick ass party."

"He said 'kick ass'?"

"No. I said that part. And when I asked him why me, he said that I threw excellent parties. Then he said that everyone would be bored at a party he threw, so I was the person that came to mind because I knew you the best. Now I'm not sure if there were any dirty references tied in with that, but I thought it was pretty dirty."

"I doubt it. It is my dad, after all."

"True. And then he told me that he'll cover all the expenses, and then when I agreed, he told me he'd call me later with the venue and all the details."

"That's it?"

"Yes. In shorter version."

"He didn't talk about anything other than the party?"

"No, Logan. Why are you so freaked about this?"

"Because I have to make sure my parents don't do anything to screw with us...Again."

"We won't let them. Not this time. I am here to stay. Nothing is going to tear us apart. Not again."

"Nothing?"

"Nothing." Rory confirmed and kissed Logan, to seal the deal.

A/N: So what did you all think? Good? Bad? Please leave me a review and let me know! The more reviews I get, the more encouraged I am to write another chapter, which means the faster you get an update! PLEASE REVIEW!

Also...Next chapter: Proposal!!!! Excitement!