OK so it's here. I finally got the chapter done. Sorry it took so long. The main focus of course is on the drinks at the Huntzbergers' house. I decided I'd tell this chapter from Logan's POV and then of course the dinner will be from Rory's. Thanks for the reviews on the last chapter. I really love reading them! I'm so surprised everyone wanted her to take the job. Originally I wasn't going to have her take it but I've having second thoughts about it. Nothing is decided yet. They talk about it in this chapter though.

Our future. I like the sound of that. It makes it feel more real. Not that it wasn't before but showing everyone where I'm going to be working and now with going to see the house, it's all coming together.

"Come on." I grab Rory's hand and lead her up the steps. Everyone else is trailing behind us. I open the door and say hello.

"Hi Logan." The owner of the house, Mariah, is coming down the stairs. I actually met her through Scott. She's his sister in law. She's a very nice lady. I'd say she's about in her early 40's, has short blonde hair and about 5'4".

"Hi Mariah." I shake her hand. "How are you?"

"Good. How are you?"

"I'm good. I just got done showing everyone where I'll be working."

"That's great."

I introduce everyone and Mariah gives us a tour of the house. There's 3 bedrooms and 2.5 bathrooms. The living room and kitchen are decently sized. The guest bedrooms are exactly the same size and the master bedroom has a good sized bathroom with it.

The last place that Mariah takes us is the backyard. We exit through the deck door in the kitchen and gather on the deck. It's a pretty big deck and an even bigger yard. The avocado tree is hard to miss. It's a good thing that Rory likes guacamole because I have a feeling we'll be eating a lot of it.

"So what do you think, Ace?" We're alone in the master bedroom upstairs. Everyone else is downstairs waiting for us.

"I like it." She tells me. "It's a good size. It's not too big which is good. We don't need anything too huge. I mean it just the two of us."

I nod. "Right."

"Good job, Huntzberger."

"Thank you Ace." I give her a quick kiss.

"Is the lease going to be for a year?"

"Yeah it is but I told her that we may only be here for six months."

Rory frowns. "What did she say?"

"Well she was fine with it when I told her that I was paying her the full year upfront." I grin.

We head downstairs and everyone is gathering around the island in the kitchen talking. After we talk to Mariah and sign the lease, I get the keys for the house. Rory and I decide that we're going to wait to go furniture shopping. We have so much stuff between the two of us that we'll bring what we have and then we can go shopping for anything else that we need.

After we get done at the house we head back to the hotel. Steph runs to go change for shopping. Colin's still refusing to go until she mentioned how she'll be shopping for lingerie. He all of a sudden decides to pick up his pace. I see her smirk. She knew that was all it would take. Finn decides to head to the bar in the hotel and Honor makes her way to the spa.

My future bride and I ride back up to our room in silence. I glance down at my watch and see it's just after 3. My first thought is that we need to order room service as soon as we get in the room because I'm starving! Rory has to be by now too.

She opens the door and tosses her purse on the desk. I see the envelope that Scott gave her sticking out of the top.

"Are you going to read that?" I ask her as I eye the envelope.

"I was waiting until we got back here before I looked at it." She admits as she plops down on the couch and grabs the envelope from her purse. I sit down next to her and watch her curiously as she hesitates to open it.

"What are you waiting for? Open it." I urge her.

"I will." She insists. "I'm just thinking?"

"About what?"

"About the fact that he even offered me a job. He didn't even interview me, Logan. He offered me the editor job and he didn't feel the need to interview me."

My eyes grow wide at what she just said. Rory then realizes what she just said.

"Really? He offered you the editor position? Ace, that's awesome!" I exclaim.

"Yeah it is." She nods but she still seems tense.

"So why are you looking so worried?"

"It's not that I'm worried. It's just he wants me based solely on what you've told him."

"That's an assumption Rory and you know it." I tell her. "Sure I felt like bragging you up while I was there. But that's not all Scott is basing his opinion of your writing on. He's read it. You would excel so well at the job, Rory." I grin at her which I see is making her relax more now. Good, I'm glad that worked. "You're an amazing writer and you were a fantastic editor at Yale so I have no doubt that you would do the job well."

"Thank you." She gives me a small smile. "Do you realize that you would be my boss?"

"And what wrong with that?" I frown. "You've been my boss before."

"True." She nods. "That was school though."

"Really? Is that really one of the things that would deter you from taking a position like this?"

She sighs. "It's something we need to consider, Logan. I mean we're getting married and then also working together. We're not going to have any time apart. We're going to drive each other crazy."

"You do realize that we would have separate offices, right?"

"That's true, I guess." She shrugs. "But that's not the only thing that's getting to me."

"OK." I nod. "What else is?"

"Well, a magazine is great but I was going to try for newspapers, you know?"

"I know but Rory I don't want to write the job off because of that."

"I'm not writing the job off. Scott is giving me time to decide. He says it's going to be awhile before the magazine's launched."

"So why don't you at least open the envelope and we can see what kind of thinking Scott has for the magazine?" I suggest and she opens the envelope. She keeps the first sheet for herself which I'm assuming is the salary information and hands me the remaining 3 sheets. Her expression is hard to read so I can't tell if what she's seeing is making her happy or not.

"So…" I trail off and she hands me the paper.

"It's impressive." She admits and after I look at the sheet, I happen to agree with her.

"Are you going to keep this among the options?"

"Of course I will. If there's one thing that I've learned from the ProJo offer is that I'm going to make a decision once I get all of the offers in." She pauses for a moment. "That is, if I get any more offers."

"You will, Ace. You will."

"I hope so."

"You will. I promise." I pull her close to me and kiss her forehead. "Any newspaper would be lucky to have you."

"Thank you Logan."

"You know," I smirk. "There are some advantages of both of us working at the same place."

"Like what?"

"Like," I lay down on the couch and pull her on top of me. "It would give us the perfect opportunity to try out one of my ultimate fantasies."

"One of your fantasies, huh?" She smirks back at me. "Do tell."

"Well, I came up with it back when were at Yale on the newspaper and you were still editor. See you were my boss and I was just your employee. You were very much a dominatrix and threw me on your desk…"

"I threw you?" She starts to laugh.

"OK so you had some help."

She kisses me. "So why haven't you thought to act on it?"

"There just wasn't enough time to." I kiss her. "But now…now it could be a blast."

"I'm not your boss anymore." She reminds me.

"Oh, I'd let you be in order to fulfill the fantasy." I unbutton her dress and toss it on the floor.

Half an hour later we haven't moved from the couch at all. It's quiet; almost too quiet. I'm curious what she's thinking about.

"Why are you so quiet, Ace? What's on your mind?"

"Your parents."

I scowl. "Good God why?"

"Have you told them yet?"

"I told you. I wasn't planning on telling them anything until we got back."

"I think we should do both in one night." Rory concludes. "We can have drinks at your parents' house and then we'll do dinner at my grandparents'. I want to kill 2 birds with one stone."

"That's completely up to you, Ace." I tell her.

"Yeah, that's going to require you calling them before we actually get back."

"Why? Do you want to do this the night we get back?"

She shrugs. "No probably not that night but probably the next one."

"I'll call them tomorrow. You need to talk to your grandparents you know."

"I'll call them tomorrow after you talk to your parents. We'll need to arrange the time to have drinks with your parents before I can give my grandparents a time we'll be there."

"True." I hear my stomach growl then so we both laugh. "Come on…let's order some food."

The next day, I call my dad on his cell phone and talk to him for roughly 5 minutes. I keep it short on purpose. I tell him how we'll be back the day after tomorrow and that Rory and I wanted to meet with them. I think he knows that I proposed but he didn't voice it.

"OK." I say after I hit end to hand up the call. "We're meeting them at 7 on Monday. Do you want to call your grandparents?"

"Yeah, I better." Rory calls her grandparents' home number and talks to her grandma for a few minutes then calls her parents. We'll be meeting with her family at 8. I think that an hour is more than suffice for drinks. Any longer than that and I think we may kill each other.

The next couple days we spend shopping, sight-seeing, and making a visit to Napa Valley. It's nice that it's only an hour away. We get back to Stars Hollow at around 8 o'clock Sunday Night. Rory and her mom are having a lengthy discussion and have been pretty much since the moment we walked back into the house. Their main topics are our trip, the money and of course when she will do the reenactment. I guess the people in town have been pestering Lorelai since we left. I feel sorry for her. I still find it bizarre at the lengths she has to go through to appease the people of this town. I realize that Rory's doing it for her mom but still. The fact that they have this much power is just creepy. When Rory agreed to have the wedding in New York, I silently took a huge sigh of relief. They decide to alert everyone for a town meeting tomorrow afternoon. Hopefully this takes no more than half an hour tops. I have no idea just how big of a shindig this is going to be.

I underestimated to say the least. It took almost an hour and a half. If I had to bet, I'd say that 95% of Stars Hollow turned out for it. After the reenactment is over, someone asks Rory where we're having the wedding. She tells them it has yet to be determined. I smirk to myself.

At 6 o'clock I'm talking to Lorelai, her friend Sookie, and Sookie's husband when I steal a glance at Rory. She's over talking to Lane and Zach and a couple of other guys who I got introduced to earlier as the other members of Lane's band. I point to my watch and she nods. She does a little speech about how she enjoyed doing the reenactment but we had to leave. I tell Lorelai that Rory and I will see her in a couple of hours. She nods and I tell them bye. We hurry to her car and head back to Rory's house to change. I dressed down for the reenactment. I honestly didn't think that we would be this long. I didn't think about wearing my suit to this. I have to wonder what my parents would say if I just walked into their house wearing a T-shirt and shorts. I could just picture my mom's appalled face. I scrap that idea though. I don't need to give them any additional ammunition.

We arrive at my parents' house just before 7. I think this is the first time I've ever been early to anything at their house. I help Rory out of her seat and I see she's shaking as she stares at the house. I know the last time we were here is currently racing through her mind.

I lean over and give her a quick kiss. "You're going to be fine, Ace. We'll get through this." I look her up and down. "You look gorgeous by the way." I see her blushing so I give her another kiss. She seems to be calming down now. "Come on. Let's get this over with."

As soon as I ring the doorbell, Rory's phone starts to vibrate. She pulls it out and looks at it.

"It's my dad. I doubt he would be calling unless it was important given the fact that he knows we'll be seeing him in less than an hour."

"No go ahead and take the call." I tell her. "I understand."

The door opens and my parents' butler James lets us in. Rory answers her phone and I whisper how I'll be in the parlor room which is to the right of the foyer. I walk into the room and see everyone's eyes fall on me.

"Hello everyone." I greet them cordially.

"Logan." My dad and grandpa nod at the same time.

"Hello darling." My mom's expecting a hug here. I give her a half hug and head to the bar to fix myself a drink.

"So where's Rory?" My dad is looking around the room. "I thought you told me she was coming tonight."

"She's here." I tell him. "She got an important call from her dad when we got here."

My mom smiles tightly and I scowl at her. "What mom?"

"Nothing. Just seems to be awfully convenient, that's all."

"OK everyone listen up because I'm only going say this once. This will not be a repeat of the night that Rory visited last time. We're only here because we figured we owed it to you."

"Owed what to us?" My mom asks.

"Hello everyone." Rory tells us as she comes in from the foyer and takes a seat next to me. She slips her phone back into her purse.

"Everything OK, Ace?"

She nods. "Yeah. Dad just wanted to tell me how his mom's also coming to the dinner."

"Really?"

"I haven't seen her in like 6 years."

"I was going to need to meet her eventually you know?" I get up to go make her a drink. "What do you want to drink?"

"Club soda is fine."

"So how are you, Rory?" My dad asks her.

"I'm good. My graduation from Yale was little over a week ago." I hand her the club soda and she thanks me.

"We just got back from our week long celebration." I explain to them as I sit back down and take a drink of my scotch. "We spent a few days in New York and the last few in California. I showed Rory where I'm going to be working and the house that I wanted us to live in."

"Live in?" My mom repeats.

"Yes mom. Rory's moving to California with me." I state matter of factly. "We're engaged."

"Absolutely not." My grandpa grumbles. "I forbid it."

"This isn't the 1950's, grandpa. I don't need your permission. We're getting married whether you like it or not. If you're not going to be happy for us, don't come."

"Logan, calm down." My dad tells me.

"No I won't. Like I said we're only here because we felt we owed it to you." I look over at my mom who has a look of contempt on her face. "Why don't you just say whatever you're going to say mom and get it over with?" I complain.

"Are you pregnant?" She demands and Rory and I share a quiet laugh.

"See? I told you that would be her first question." Rory nudges me.

"Yeah, leave it to me to think that she'd actually wait to ask that. No, mom Rory's not pregnant. We do actually believe in birth control, thank you. If she was pregnant we would not be waiting until October to have the wedding."

"October?" My dad repeats.

"Yes." Rory nods. "October 20th actually. The church, the reception hall, and the hotel have already been booked. That's part of what we spent our time doing in New York. We made arrangements."

"How lovely." My mom puts on a fake smile and I mentally roll my eyes. She may be my mom but she's still one of the most superficial people on the planet. I glance at the time. Damn it's only been 20 minutes. A second later, I feel Rory grab my left hand and interlace our fingers together. She grins at me which of course causes me to grin right back at her.

"Well, I guess if this marriage is going to happen we'll just need to make an iron clad prenuptial agreement." My grandpa states.

"There's not going to be a prenuptial agreement, grandpa." I respond.

"The hell there isn't!" He roars.

"Forget it." I fire back. "We have an agreement." I squeeze Rory's hand. "She's not making me sign one and I'm not making her sign one."

"Why on earth would she make you sign one?" My mom says bitterly. "It's not like she has money."

I'm starting to lose it here. "Neither did you until you married dad."

"Logan you do not speak to your mother that way." My dad yells at me.

"It's the truth!" I yell back. "The prenup is the only reason that you two are still married. She knows she won't get a dime if you get divorced."

"I will not let you speak to my wife this way."

"And I won't allow all of you to treat my future wife this way! This is ridiculous!" I jump to my feet.

"Logan, calm down." Rory whispers as she tugs on my hand.

"No Rory. This is stupid. I should have just given you all the news on the phone. That's all you can think about isn't it? The money. Well, guess what mom? She's inheriting an obscene amount of money from her grandparents, particularly her dad's parents, the Haydens."

My grandpa's face grows white. "The Haydens?"

"That's right." Rory tells him. "My grandparents are Straub and Francine Hayden."

"Yeah I had to wonder whether or not you would all recognize that last name." I smugly tell them as I sit back down. "That's what our dinner is for. She's going to go look over her trusts and have revisions made. She doesn't even want any of our money."

"In other words, why would I need it when I'll have a nice windfall to dive into of my own if I so happen to need it? The last thing I want or need is your money." Rory smiles tightly at my mother.

"There, you got an oral prenup, OK? But you're not getting a written one. Do whatever you want. Cut off my damn trust if you feel like it; I'll survive just fine without it." I proclaim to them all.

"Logan, what are you doing?" Rory's looking panicked now. "You don't want to do that."

"I think it would be wise to listen to your fiancée now, boy because if she doesn't sign one that is what will happen. You will be cut off." My grandpa threatens.

"Be my guest. I don't want it. I'll do just fine without it." I answer as I glance at the clock. It's 10 to 8. "And on that note, Rory and I will be leaving. We have a very important dinner to get to." We stand up to leave.

"Logan you can't just leave." My dad protests. "You can't just walk away from your dynasty."

"Yes, I can…and I am." I state adamantly. "I don't work for you anymore, remember? Until we reach a mutual agreement where you will be accepting of the fact that Rory is going to be my wife, I don't want any contact with any of you and that includes coming to our wedding. Come on, Rory. Let's go." I storm out of the room and it's not until I get into the foyer that I realize that Rory's not behind me. I turn back to get her when I hear her scolding them.

"I really hope you three know what you're doing. This is part of the reason I've been reluctant to accept the trust funds that my great-grandma and my grandparents' have set up for me; money tends to illuminate the ugliness in people." I can see her staring at my mother.

"You shouldn't comment about things you have no knowledge on." My grandpa comments meanly and I'm about to barge in and get her out of the room when I hear her retort.

"With all due respect sir you don't know me any more than I know you. You don't scare me. I'm a hell of a lot stronger than I look. I would think long and hard before you make any rash decisions like cutting Logan off just because I won't sign a prenup. For the record, I never told him I wouldn't sign one. He said he wasn't going to have me sign one. I have told you repeatedly I don't want your money. Believe it or not you can have a marriage based on other things besides money. Like love. I happen to be very much in love with your grandson and your son and I know he loves me."

I grin. I still honestly believe I fell in love with her the day we jumped at the Life and Death Brigade gathering.

Her gaze is darting back and forth between everyone. "You know, I really want to work this out and get along but you have to be willing to do it. It's time to face facts. I'm not going anywhere. It's been three years and I'm still here, Shira." She's staring at my mom. "It's time to give up the hope that your son is going to marry a trophy wife because it's not going to happen. I know I'm not the girl you wanted your son to marry but I refuse to apologize for who I am. I've worked hard to get everything I've accomplished and you know what? Logan understands that. He wants nothing more than to see me get my dream. So let me spell this out for you: I'm sick of this. I've put up with this for 3 years and I'm not going to do it anymore. If you don't come to the wedding, you won't hurt my feelings but I can promise you that Logan's never going to forgive you." She spins on her heels and as soon as she gets into the foyer, she gasps. Apparently she didn't think that I would still be waiting for her.

"What?" I ask.

"I thought you went to the car."

"I wasn't going to abandon you in here, Ace." I grab her hand. "Come on. We need to get going." We make our way out to the car. I open the door for her and then I get into the passenger side. It's quiet for a moment. Rory's the one who breaks the ice though.

"Logan…" She says as she starts her car.

"Yeah Ace?"

"Please tell me that this isn't going to be like the last time."

"No it's not." I confirm. I was so quiet that night the last time we came back from my parents' house. I'm sure I scared her with how I was acting. "Don't worry. I'm really sorry, Rory. I was naïve in believing that time had changed them but I was wrong."

"It's OK." She tells me as she pulls out of the driveway and on to the highway.

"No, it's not." I watch her drive. The sun's just starting to set right now. The sky is a canvas of orange and pink. It's a really beautiful sunset. It's nice to have a tranquil moment like this before the dinner given what the drinks were like. Hopefully this is a good sign as to how it's going to go.

"You didn't have to tell them what you did, Logan." She's keeping her eyes on the road. "You just decided that it would be OK for them to cut you off."

"It is OK, Rory. I really am fine with it." I reply as I look over at her. "You know I heard what you told them."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, I must admit I'm rather impressed."

"Really? By what?"

"You stood up for yourself…and for me." I grin at her. "They can be intimidating." I admit.

"They can." She agrees as she parks in front of Richard and Emily's house. "But I meant what I told them. I'm not afraid of them." She states and I almost believe her. "We'll get through this together."

"Yes we will." I give her a quick kiss and we get out of the car.

"OK." She sighs as we arrive at the front door. "One down, one to go."

OK before anyone asks, Logan's not going to be cut off here. Yes, it may be awhile before we hear from Logan's parents or grandpa again but he's not going to be cut off. I thought it was time that Rory stood up for herself here. I had thought about writing that conversation differently...like bitchier but I was still trying to make it believable. OK so good news here. I haven't started working on the dinner yet however, my vacation starts at 7 pm Saturday and goes all the way the following Saturday so I'm going to have plenty of time to write. I'm hoping to have the next one out by Tuesday, Wednesday for sure. I love the reviews! Please please remember to review!