*Hi everyone! I apologize for the delay in updating my story, I recently went on vacation and didn't have internet. I appreciate all the support in the duration of this story and 3 Years After. Which is why I regret to inform you that this is one of the last few chapters that will be part of this story. Thank you so much for your support and I promise the next update will be a sooner one. Xoxo-Hoopsandstuds**
I OWN NOTHING RELATED TO GILMORE GIRLS OR DISNEY
"We're having dinner with your grandparents?" Logan asked as he bottle fed Belle and Lena sat at the counter doing her advanced work her grade 1 teacher had given her,
"Friday night dinner," I sang,
"We just had dinner with my parents though and that didn't go over well."
"Mom promised they would be civil they wouldn't try and push us to reconcile with your parents."
"Lena, princess can you go up to your room please?" Logan asked her gently, she hopped off the stool,
"Am I in trouble?" she asked, as I collected her things for her,
"No baby, Daddy and I just need to have a grown up conversation."
"Why does Belle get to stay?"
"Because she's a baby and doesn't understand, you were around for a lot of grown up conversations when you were a baby." I assured her, she shrugged and nodded before going upstairs,
"We have no interest in reconciling with my parents did you make that clear as well? I will deal with my Dad at work but they have no access to the girls or to you. Elias and Honour, that's it for that side of the family."
"And Josh and the kids." I teased, he smirked,
"That goes without saying," he scoffed at me,
"Please Logan, we just haven't seen my grandparents in a while and they want to meet Belle."
"I'll go, I'm just saying prepare yourself for them being pushy about what happened with my parents. By the way, my grandfather sent this." He handed me a receipt of the girl's trust fund and college funds,
"He put 50, 000 in each fund? That's $200,000." I gasped,
"He wants to make sure they're taken care of,"
"Is he sick?"
'Not that I know of," he answered honestly, "He just likes helping, he likes you and our girls."
"And Honour's kids?"
'Of course, but he has a special spot in his heart for you. You are different, you stood up to my family, to him and you stood by me and let me get to know my daughter even knowing I was an alcoholic and have let me make a family with you."
"You're saying let me a lot like I did some big favour. I wanted to build a life with you, I wanted our daughter to know her daddy."
"Let me is the wrong term, but I thank my lucky stars every day that you were the one writing that article about me and that Lorelai happened to be bringing my Princess by that day. And now we have Tinkerbelle." He smiled,
"Tinkerbelle?"
"My girls each have a special nickname, I thought Tinkerbelle suited her." He smiled,
"I think it's perfect," I smiled, "I don't understand why they both ended up blonde, people are going to think I adopted them."
"With both their bright blue eyes no one will think that for a second." He smiled and kissed my cheek, "So,"
"Friday night dinner?"
"Friday night dinner."
We stood in front of the familiar mansion that I spent every Friday night at for eight years during high school and university in exchange for my grandparents paying for my education, something everyone believe I deserved and earned but could not afford, something I knew my daughter's would never have to worry about,
"Ready?" Logan asked, approaching my with our girls,
"Yep," I went to knock on the door and Emily opened it,
"How did you do that?" I asked,
"I thought I heard something so I opened the door and there is my granddaughter and her family. Hello Logan, please everyone come in its hot outside." Emily invited us inside and Grandpa was standing inside smiling,
"There are my beautiful great granddaughters!" Richard smiled, Lena was a little intimidated him with his 6'7 frame, but ran up to her granddad,
"Hi Granddad," she smiled and he picked her up,
"How does it feel to be a big sister?" he asked her,
"I'm her favourite person, I'm Daddy's Princess and she's Daddy's Tinkerbell." She smiled as he set her down, "Hi Grandma,"
"Hi Lena," Emily surprised us all my leaning down and giving her great granddaughter a hug, "Why don't you go see Nana in the living room?"
"Nana is here?" she cheered and hurried off into the living room,
"Well let's see our other great granddaughter." Richard came over, Logan turned the carrier so that they could see her face where she was sleeping soundly, and I had the diaper bag and a small cooler attached to it,
"Oh Rory, she is just beautiful." Richard smiled, "I want to hold her when she wakes up, and she looks just like you did when you were a baby, aside from the blonde hair."
"Thank you," I smiled, and Emily was just looking at her,
"Grandma?"
"She is lovely," she smiled, "Does she have blue eyes?"
"She does," I smiled back at her,
"Well please come in, let's not stand in the foyer." Emily led us into the living room where Mom was sitting with Lena as she was telling her all about her new classes and homework,
"She's taking advanced classes? She's in first grade," Richard commented,
"They are allowing her to sit in on second grade classes and giving her some extra work because she can't be tested to be gifted until grade three."
"Well she's definitely a Gilmore." Richard boasted,
"Takes after her Mommy and Daddy," Mom smiled from the couch, "Now let me see my newest granddaughter." Logan put her carrier on the couch in between us, and Mom came over and knelt in front of the carrier,
"She is just perfect, looks just like Lena did as a baby. People are going to confuse them for twins you know."
"There is a five year age gap," I pointed out
"There was 16 for us, people still thought we were sisters." Mom laughed, adjusting the blanket I draped over Belle once we came into the air conditioned house,
"Can I get drinks for everyone?" Richard offered,
"One club soda," I requested,
"Root beer," Logan said "Apple juice for Lena please."
"How come I can't have soda?" Lena asked,
"Because it's not good for growing girls." I replied,
"What is Belle's full name again?" Emily asked,
"Isabelle Cassandra," I replied,
"Isabelle Cassandra?" Emily repeated
"Yes, is that a problem?" I asked,
"Not at all, it's a beautiful name for a beautiful girl," Emily replied, handing us our drinks,
"Thank you Grandpa," I smiled, and handed Logan his drink as well. It was nice to sit with my family without catty comments or screaming hurtful words at each other or anyone bringing up my mom being pregnant at 16 with me, Grandma seemed…happy throughout dinner, she spoke to Lena she remembered her name and what she was interested in and thought Tinkerbell was a very cute nickname for Belle even though she said a nickname for a nickname was a bit silly, but I explained that Princess was Logan's special nickname for Lena and Tinkerbell was his special nickname for Belle, that she seemed to understand regardless of how odd it seemed to her. Lorelai was my Mom's name and her only name until she met my Dad and he called her Lor, my grandparents just don't seem to do nicknames except for me because 2 Lorelai's are confusing, well three if you include when Gran was alive. We had a lovely dinner with the Gilmore's and Grandpa even had kind words to say about Luke who wasn't there to take care of James and spent a visit with Liz, TJ and Doula, who were doing well and Liz was expecting another baby.
"Have a wonderful night kids, get home safely." Richard wished us well and he hugged us at the end of the night,
"Thank you for bringing down the girls Rory," Emily hugged us on our way out,
"It was great seeing you guys," Logan smiled as we headed outside, Logan kissed the top of my head,
"We'll always have the Gilmore's."
"We'll always have the Gilmore's." I smiled and kissed him gently as we walked to our car.