AN: Well, we're jumping in here with the sequel to Everything Has Changed, I would recommend reading EHC before diving into this - EHC is rated M so take a peak. This starts about 9 weeks after EHC ends. Please read, review, enjoy. Again, beating a dead horse here, but for everyone in this fandom who you enjoy reading...review! Tell us how you feel, chat with us...we are chatty people, I promise ;) Also before we comment on Olivia being a brat, please know she is 10000% based on my daughter, so be kind

Disclaimer: I do not own Gilmore Girls

Chapter One

His eyes sparkled as he stared at her. They had done this dance before as she stood on one side of the bed and the mischievous grin played on his lips. "Don't," Rory warned as she lurched forward with a t-shirt in hand and Jack squealed as he ran away, "Jack!" Thankfully he had pants on already or this would be a whole different fight she didn't have the energy for that Thursday morning.

"No!"

"You need to get dressed so I can take you to preschool," Rory exhaled as she wrapped her arms around the wiggling boy. She managed to wrangle the t-shirt onto him before she planted a kiss on his cheek. "Go get your sister!" Rory was out of breath by the time she stood up and watched him go, she always had to be careful to call it preschool, or little school…Jack Huntzberger did not go to daycare.

Jack giggled and ran out of his bedroom, down the hall to Olivia's room where she had just finished brushing her teeth. "Time to go!" Jack grinned.

"This is my room Jack! Go away!"

"Ro-ey says time to go," Rory was standing at the door now and smiled. Jack was more than capable of saying Rory but somehow it had recently switched to Roey which she thought was pretty damned cute.

"This is my room!" Olivia screeched in response. Nearing six hadn't seemed to mellow out her emotions when it came to her brother and Olivia basically saw red whenever the little boy failed to listen to her.

"Liv," Rory warned, "I asked Jack to do it… come on, I have to get you two to school…"

Olivia perked up once she heard the request had come from Rory and she moved to the door. "Do not stay in here, these are my toys," Olivia warned her brother who moved a few steps behind her waiting for Rory to pick him up.

"Be nice," Rory warned as she picked Jack up and the three went downstairs. Logan had left for work a short time earlier after giving the kids breakfast and helping to make lunch for Olivia, he had promised to be home from work on time mostly because he knew that he had been late the last two nights and while Rory hadn't complained, it would be nice for them to spend some time together.

"Are we going to Tia's this weekend?" Olivia asked as she put her shoes on and looked inside of her backpack to ensure that her lunch box and water bottle were inside.

"I think so," Rory nodded. While the kids hadn't been doing as many weekends with Michael and Maria, they still tried to encourage eery other weekend with either their grandparents or their aunt in an effort to keep them all connected. It wasn't always easy, but for the most part it worked out.

"What are you and Daddy going to do?" Rory wasn't completely sure what they were doing. Logan had mentioned slipping away for a weekend, heading to Orange County and checking into the Ritz for a few nights of pampering, but she wasn't sure she was in the mood for that. She was more than happy sitting in bed with him reading and staring at the ocean view from their bedroom. She was certain the view was a dream for most people and she wasn't in any particular rush to spend a weekend away. Of course they had spent almost a full week away a couple of weeks earlier when Logan had a business trip to North Dakota. Fargo to be exact and while Rory had appreciated that he had wanted to spend his birthday with her, it hadn't exactly been fun. They had stayed at the Jasper Hotel and Rory had essentially spent the entire visit in the room, she had ordered food and ventured to the hotel bar a few times, but she did not go out and experience Fargo. By her own estimation the drive from the airport to the hotel was enough experience for her. She had stayed in bed reading books and drinking coffee and counting down until her newly minted fiancé returned home. For his birthday she had ordered food and cake from a local restaurant and set up a Coen Brothers marathon in their room. They had watched The Big Lebowski, Barton Fink, O' Brother Where Art Thou and of course, Fargo. Logan had played along even though Rory knew he wasn't particularly interested. As she buckled the kids into the car, she had to admit that she was relieved that of all the things that Logan had suggested for the weekend…a weekend away, dinner with friends, a quick trip to Connecticut even, they weren't looking for a wedding venue. It wasn't that she hadn't enjoyed looking at wedding venues. It had been fun, lots of fun, but Rory was certain she had found the location on the first day that they were looking and while she had been prepared to go home and make pro-con lists, but Logan had seen how she had lit up at the Foreign Cinema and the option of a buyout and he had simply handed them his American Express to pay the deposit.

It wasn't lost on Rory of course that Logan had done all of this before. He had looked at venues, he had talked guest lists, he had discussed a wedding party…all with someone else. Someone who he would probably still be married to had she not died, but she tried not to dwell on that. They were together, and that was what mattered. She couldn't change how they ended up where they were…hell, had she not unceremoniously dropped out of Yale, it is entirely possible that she and Logan never would've met, or if they had met at Yale, he would've been happily with Lucia at the time and she would have been…well, who knows where she would have been.

She eased the kids into the back of her Tesla, thankful that Olivia could buckle herself in because Jack tended to make it as difficult as possible to be strapped into his five point harness. "Alright," Rory exhaled once he was secure, "ready?"

"Can we get a bagel?" Jack asked sweetly. He had a particular affinity for the bagels at Starbucks and normally if they had left earlier Rory would have agreed, but they were running late and she didn't have time to get the bagel unless she wanted to be chastised by the principal at Olivia's school while she was doing drop off.

"Sorry kiddo, but if you are good at preschool today," Rory referred to the glorified daycare program he was in that she was horrified when she had learned the cost of. "If you are good we can get one on the way home."

Jack waited a moment as Rory walked around the car and got into her seat. "I want it now," he told her in a somewhat playful voice.

"Later," Rory told him as she turned on NPR radio and pulled into the street. She always kept an eye for the garage to close before she drove away. The ride to school wasn't too bad, she was glad that something was going in her favour as she made it to the preschool and let Jack out. He hugged her like he did every morning when she took him to the door. He put both of his hands on her cheeks and looked at her before planting a sloppy kiss on her cheek and giggling as he said goodbye and she told him she loved him and reminded him who would be picking him up. That particular evening it would be her, but often it was Logan or Victoria.

"What are you doing today?" Olivia asked as they drove to her school.

"Today I have some appointments," Rory explained vaguely, and then I'm going to pick you and your brother up from school.

"Jack goes to daycare, I go to school…"

"You you to big school, Jack goes to little school," Rory countered. "What are you doing at school today?"

Olivia pursed her lips and scrunched her nose. Rory could see her in the rearview mirror and smiled at the image of the little girl thinking about the day ahead. "I think we're doing planets," Olivia told her, "but maybe we're learning about other things and math…they told us that you and Daddy should give me an allowance."

Rory signalled a right hand turn and groaned inwardly at the traffic she could see she was about to hit. "Oh did they? Did they say how much…are they funding it…" Rory knew Olivia didn't fully grasp what she was saying, but the little girl played along anyway.

"Nope, but they said if we do jobs at home we should get money." Olivia stated it as though it was a fact and Rory smiled even if she did have some questions about what kind of educator would tell their students to go home and ask for money for jobs…mind you, the students Rory had taught at Mission weren't in the same socioeconomic bracket as the kids that Olivia went to school with. No, these kids were the children of entrepreneurs and hedge fund managers, Silicon Valley's elite, so surely they could be given allowances. Rory often wondered what her experience would've been like had she started in a private school sooner, but she was thankful she hadn't. Everything was too competitive from such a young age. "You'll talk to Daddy?"

"I'll mention it," Rory agreed as they moved through traffic, just one turn away and with any luck they would make it with a few minutes to spare. "Alright, be good?" Rory leaned back after she put the car in park and Olivia undid her seatbelt, she leaned forward to kiss Rory on the cheek and Rory smiled. "I love you Liv."

"I love you too," Olivia hopped out of the car with the assistance of one of the teachers who was on drop off that morning and Rory watched for a moment as the little girl made her way into the yard. She started to drive a moment later as she was well aware that someone else in the line would undoubtedly honk at her if she lingered too long as she had done many times before.

It was of course like clockwork when her phone started to ring through the bluetooth a moment later. "Do you have a tracker on her?" Rory laughed as she answered.

"You guys are just predictable is all," Logan chuckled into the phone and paused. "Were they ok?" He asked her, they hadn't been particularly easy to manage firs thing in the morning so he had worried that they might've run his future bride off with their antics.

Rory signalled her next turn and cursed the bicyclist who had zoomed in front of her as she was about to turn, "sorry…idiot cyclists…they were fine. Jack wants a bagel on the way home, Livie wants an allowance which is some idea her teacher gave her. I swear…"

Logan audibly laughed in the background, "she doesn't need an allowance."

"Well I didn't want to say that, you are her dad after all…not my place. But for what that school charges in tuition I feel like you could write them a strongly worded letter about not sending our kid home asking for money!"

Logan grinned. She couldn't see him and he knew that, but he was smiling from ear to ear and anyone who saw him through the glass walls of his office could see it. Our kid. It never got old. "I'll write something up," he told her. They both knew he wouldn't, and she didn't really expect him to. She tended to defer almost all parenting decisions to him, never wanting to overstep the boundaries of being the step parent, but at the end of the day, she was right. Jack and Olivia were their kids, and it was more than he ever could have hoped for. "What is on your agenda today?"

"I'm fine," Rory assured him, a little bit of annoyance coming through her tone, he was certain she was rolling her eyes in the car.

"I know you're fine," Logan assured her. This had been a balancing act. The seven weeks since Rory had been let go from her job had been difficult on both of them. Rory had of course wanted to immediately find work, but it had been hard to come by, and although eh was just trying to help by reminding her that she didn't need to work, that reminder seemed to do the opposite of help. It also didn't help that her dismissal had come just a couple of weeks after their engagement, so it had somewhat tarnished some of the experience. Rory would mention costs or not being able to pull her weight. Not wanting to book something for fear of not being able to afford it, or what if she couldn't get the time off work from whatever new gig she got? "I was thinking I would leave work a bit early, we can get the kids together? I'll pick you up at 2?"

Rory smiled at the thought. Logan had been working a lot lately, a fact that was compounded by just how little Rory had been working, and in addition to not working, she felt like with the housekeeper Logan employed, as well as the nanny…she wasn't really needed at home either. She knew he couldn't help it. His household staff had pre-dated her, but she felt like a fraud sitting around reading during the day when she knew she should have been working. She had once suggested going back to serving but Logan looked like his head was going to explode with that idea and so Rory had quickly told him she was only kidding. "That would be nice."

"And the designer is going to send over the plans for the back of the house," he told her, the excitement was brimming in his voice. He had wanted to re-do the exterior of the house for a long time, but he was glad that he and Rory would do it together along with an update to the master bathroom, bedroom and basement. "And the suggestions for the bedroom and basement…"

"Logan they are fine. We don't need to spend all of this money…everything works fine."

"I know it works fine Ace, but I want us to do this. I want this to be our home and have your touches on it too… I told you if you wanted we could move, we could look at other houses…"

Rory immediately froze at the suggestion. I might have seemed weird to an outsider, but Rory couldn't imagine moving. She couldn't imagine not coming home to that house and that dog and those stupid stairs in the backyard…ok, the stairs could be upgraded, but the view…even just knowing that it was the place Lucia had wanted to raise her children, she wanted to honour that. "We are not moving. I will look at the plans," she promised him.

"I've gotta run babe, but I'll see you at 2?"

"Love you."

"Love you too."