A/N: I know, I know, it has been forever! I am so so so sorry. .. .I am gearing up for a move to the other side of the country and things have been hectic. I wanted to get out what I have written, it is kind of just a teaser chapter, but I am hoping to get the rest written tonight or tomorrow. Also, it was pointed out in some of the reviews that the election had already happened at the time of thanksgiving, and we will just go with. . . . this is fanfiction, in the world of Two Pink Lines, the election had not happened yet ;)

Anyways, I hope you enjoy it and as always please review!

It had been two weeks since Thanksgiving and the next whirlwind activity was in full swing; her wedding. She had her final fitting for her dress today followed by a final run through of the menu and centerpieces for the reception. Her grandmother and Shira had been amazing in getting everything together so fast, but then again she wasn't surprised considering the amount of weight that both names carried in that town. Tomorrow was her big day and she was a bundle of nerves, but over the top excited and happy; she couldn't believe that tomorrow was going to be the day that she would become Mrs. Lorelai Leigh Huntzberger.

They had managed to get the Society Room of Hartford for the wedding; the marble staircase and gorgeous 35ft painted ceilings just took her breathe away the first time she visited the venue. With the venue as it was, and their LDB background, they had decided on a Great Gatsby inspiration for the theme of their wedding. The center pieces were large plumes of white ostrich feathers in tall crystal vases with strings of pearls cascading down. The plates were fine white china with a gold rim and corresponding gold flat wear and each setting was adorned with a crystal and pearl studded picture frame indicating their table number. The table clothes were a mix of beads and lace in deep shades of gold and burgundy. Overall, Rory was extremely happy with the décor and thought it really was coming together perfectly. Her favorite table was the one in the corner with a 1920s style typewriter and small sheets of linen paper for each guest to write a personalized note to the couple; it just fit perfectly not only with her love of reading and writing, but also the fact that this was a Huntzberger wedding.

The wedding itself was going to be at her grandparents' church which was a very old and very beautiful building. She was keeping the decorations very simple and elegant for the church itself, not wanting to detract from the main event. Her bouquet was full of white lilies, pearls, crystals and gold feathers with other smaller white flowers mixed throughout and each of her bridesmaids had a smaller version of her own. Around the base of her bouquet she had a small beaded picture frame with a picture of her grandfather in it so that she could have a piece of him there with her.

Her eyes started to tear up at the thought of the people that wouldn't be at this wedding; first and foremost her grandfather whom she loved and missed so very much and secondly, her mother who still had not RSVP'd or reached out in any way to talk to her about her wedding. She never thought that her mother would be absent on her wedding day, but it looked like that was the way it was heading and there was nothing she could do about it. A tear slipped down her cheek and she wiped it away quickly, took one last look in the mirror and then headed down the stairs to wait for her grandmother and Shira's arrival so they could finalize all the wedding plans.

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She stood on the platform in the middle of her bedroom, with mirrors surrounding her as the final alterations were done on her dress. She had gotten it made special for her and she was in love with it. It had been hard to find a style that didn't look tacky with her very obvious and very large pregnant stomach, but the end result was amazing. The dress was very intricate Art Deco-inspired gown with a sheer shoulder that had beadwork in pearls and crystals and an empire waist adorned with a belt of beading and a cluster of beadwork in a geometric pattern at the peak of the waist. Her necklace was pearls and diamonds and very much a statement piece while she had went with a birdcage vail to complete the look with its simple elegance. She was still amazed that they had managed to pull it off in such a short amount of time, but she was glad they had. The seamstress made her final pins and marks on the gown and assured Rory that it would be ready and perfect for her in the morning.

"Oh Rory, you are truly a vision" her Grandmother gushed "They will be talking about this wedding for years to come." She looked over to Shira who was just nodding along.

"Oh yes, definitely. The whole affair is just going to be brilliant. I love the 1920s theme and honestly the cut on that dress flatters your swollen belly just perfectly." Shira looked at Rory one more time and just couldn't believe how perfect the dress was.

"Thank you Grandma, thank you Shira. I am very happy with the way everything is coming together. Logan is really going to be surprised when he sees that vintage Rolls Royce we got for us to leave the ceremony in." The car had been Rory's idea, she felt like the wedding had been so much about her that she really wanted to make sure that he had something special as well. "I just can't wait to see his face!"

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Logan, Finn and Colin were across town at the same time picking up their new tuxes with top hats and tails. While each of them had half a closet full of similar clothing, Rory had insisted that they needed to buy new ones specifically for the wedding. None of them were ones to try and bring out the bridezilla so the three of them quickly agreed and ordered them immediately. Their final fittings were the day before and the tuxes were now ready to be picked up. With their errands lasting all of about an hour, and having been exiled from the house for a minimum of 5 hours, the three men quickly found a small pub and took advantage of having the day off work.

"So mate, tomorrow is the big day. Are you nervous?" Finn asked with a smirk on his face. "At least if she tries to run away, you know you can catch her with that big ol' stomach of hers and her general distaste for running in general." He laughed and patted Logan on the back and quickly dodged the attempt to hit him upside the head by Colin.

Logan laughed and then smiled "Nah man, I am just happy and excited. I have waited many years for this day to come and for a long time I didn't think it ever would. I know I sound sappy right now, and you can totally punch me for being such a girl, but I just can't wait until tomorrow when I make her my wife."

At the same moment of his speech, the waitress had come over to take their drinks; Finn looked up at her and without missing a beat ordered for the table. "Hello love, can I please get two scotch on the rocks for the men here, and one Shirley Temple for this little girl to my left? Extra cherries please."

The waitress laughed then looked over at Logan who was glaring at his Australian friend. "You got it. Coming right up." With that she turned and went back to the bar, not wanting to be a part of that conversation any longer than she had to be.

Despite his order, the waitress brought back three scotch on the rocks and the three friends spent the next few hours reminiscing about their college days and anticipating what would come in the future. Finn had mentioned Paris several times during the conversation, to the point where Colin and Logan had to enquire number one, how he had remembered her name finally after 14 years, and number two, what was going on between the two of them.

"Well gentlemen, if you must ask, and don't say I didn't warn you. She and I have been screwing like rabbits since Thanksgiving, she is terrifying and exhilarating and I am pretty sure I have Stockholm's Syndrome, but I have no plans of it ending any time soon."

The other two looked at one another with their mouths wide open and were unable to make any type of sound for a solid minute or two. There were absolutely no words for this revelation, and neither of them saw it coming.

"So, you and Paris huh?" Logan finally managed to get out "I didn't see that coming."