"Okay, sit right here, and we'll get you cleaned up," Lorelai said pulling out a chair for Logan to sit on.

"I assure you, Ms. Gilmore, I can do it myself."

"And I assure you, Mr. Huntzburger, that I don't mind helping you. I am, however, disappointed in you," she said wiping a gush of blood off of his forehead.

"So I guess it's about time for to ship me off to some other people," Logan said, a tint of sadness in his voice. He tried to be better, he really did. But there was something about that Jess kid that ticked him off. He acted all cool and acted like he knew him, but he didn't. No one knew anything about him.

Lorelai stopped patting the blood and looked him in the eye.

"For real?"

Logan was confused by this comment.

Lorelai saw this and continued. "You really think you're going to get let off that easy, by going to another home?" He laughed and shook her head. "Then you obviously don't know the Gilmore's very well. There is no way you are going to get rid of us that fast! Trust me, and Luke would agree, after trying to keep up with us for a few days, you are going to wish you were shipped off," she said smiling. She didn't intend to let the fight go without some consequence, but she was going to do it out of kindness instead of rage. She was going to do everything her parents didn't.

Logan smiled. Though he wasn't about to admit it out loud, he respected this woman. Sure there were the people that you'd think would scare him like his parents, grandparents, and headmasters, but there he was, intimidated by a thirty-three year old woman. There were two type of people in this world, he realized, people that lived for themselves (like his family) and people that lived for others (like Lorelai).

"So what? Am I grounded or something?" Logan asked. 'Your grounded' were two of his parents' favorite words.

Lorelai thought. "Nope, too easy. I'll think of something much more cruel and unusual later," she said jokingly and smiling.

Logan chuckled. "Fair enough, Mother Dearest."

"Ouch," she said getting up to get some ice for his eye, "insult," she said mock hurt.

"I'm just kidding."

"Yeah well you're on thin ice, so watch it," she said throwing him the bag of ice.

Oops, Logan thought, maybe I shouldn't joke. After all you don't want her to get even angrier at him.

"All right, you can go watch TV if you want, but make sure you hold the ice on your eye, we don't want it swelling."

Logan nodded.

"Oh and Logan?"

He turned around and looked at her.

"No wire hangers," she said smirking and walking out the kitchen.

She does have a sense of humor, he thought, thank God.

Rory was 'reading' on the couch when Logan came in the living room. She wasn't actually reading, she was eavesdropping on her mother and Logan's conversation. Thank goodness her mother was forgiving. She didn't want Logan to go. They were starting to become decent friends, and every day was different with him. She also couldn't stop thinking about Jess. Who was he? What was his history? Was he really such a bad guy? What was the fight about? And possibly the most important question: Did she have feelings for him?

"Hey Rory, you should probably try on your dress one more time before tomorrow," Lorelai said one night at a dinner at Luke's.

"A dress for what?" Logan asked.

"My father's wedding," Rory said taking a bite of her cheeseburger.

"I'll help you get into it tonight if you want," Lorelai said sipping her coffee.

It never ceased to amaze Logan how skinny these woman stayed when they ate so much.

"Okay," Rory said uncomfortably. Just talking about the wedding seemed like betrayal to her mom, even when her mom was the one that brought it up.

Then Lorelai's phone rang.

"Shoot, it's the Inn, I have to take this," she said answering her phone.

Luke walked past the table and pointed to the 'No Cell Phone' sign.

"Hold on one second Michel," she said putting her hand over the phone's microphone, "Sure Luke I'd love some pie."

That made Rory and Logan laugh.

Luke just grunted and walked back to the counter.

"Okay…yeah…I'll be right there," Lorelai said hanging up. "Sorry guys, there's something at the inn I have to take care of. I'll meet you home in about an hour, okay?"

"Okay," they said in unison and finished their food.

It was 11:25 and Lorelai still wasn't home.

"Dang it, I really needed to try on my dress one more time," Rory said to herself as she and Logan sat around the kitchen.

"I'll help you try it on," Logan said helpfully.

"I just need you to zip it up."

"I can do that."

"Thanks, I'll go put it on," Rory said running into her bedroom before Logan could change his mind.

She took a deep breath before walking into the kitchen.

Logan gasped when she came out.

"Oh is it really that bad? I'll just go take it off. Dang it, now I have nothing to wear. I really wanting to go to the wedding too. I just love wedding there just so-"

"Rory! Chill. I think you look…stunning," he said, still breathless.

"Oh, thank you," she said laughing nervously.

"No problem…so do you want me to zip you up?"

"Yeah, thanks," she said turning around allowing him to zip the fabric.

"You know…I think you look really beautiful in that dress."

"Thank you," she said looking deep into his eyes, and he returned the favor.

And then it happened. The magical moment. The kiss. This was magical. There were sparks. It was too good to describe.

"That was nice," Logan said once they were done kissing.

"Yeah," is all Rory could say. "So, uh, I should probably get this dress off. I don't want to ruin it."

"Yeah, that's probably smart," he said.

"So, uh, unzip me?"

"Sure."

Just then Lorelai came through the door.

"Whoa!" She said entering into the kitchen.

"Mom!"

"Mrs. Gilmore! I swear nothing happened! This isn't what it looks like. I swear-!"

"Logan, calm down," Lorelai said laughing. "You just took me off guard. I can see your just helping her out of trying on her dress. It's not like you guys were making out while you were doing it or anything."

Rory giggled nervously. "Yeah."

"Okay, it's getting late. You guys should try and get to bed," Lorelai ordered.

"Okay goodnight," Logan said walking into the living room. It was just Lorelai and Rory left in the kitchen.

Rory wanted to tell her mom about the kiss, she really did. But she was afraid. Would she still feel comfortable with Logan living here as her boyfriend? Was he even her boyfriend? But then she remembered last time she didn't tell her mom. She was more upset that she kept it from her than the actual kiss itself. So she decided to spill. "Mom, Logan and I kissed."

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