If you liked the first part, and don't want to ruin the moment, I guess, you don't have to read the next couple/few chapters. Someone said I should do a sequel to this piece, instead I decided to make this a longer fic.

Rory looked at the mirror. She was wearing a beautiful spaghetti-strap wedding dress; corset at the top, with beautiful lily-beaded crystals, that flared out like a flower, with a little train behind her. Her hair was coiffed to perfection, her makeup flawless. She was the epitome of a beautiful bride on her wedding day. Her veil covered her sadden eyes; her glossed lips slightly parted could not form a smile.

"What am I doing?" Rory whispered to herself. The full size mirror reflected a bride, and yet she felt like she was at a funeral. 

"Rory, honey…" Lorelai opened Rory's dressing room door. "You decent?" When Lorelai entered the room, she was speechless. "Wow. You look…beautiful. My baby girl all grown up. She's ready to marry the man of her dre… She's ready to get married today." Lorelai was ready to say the old cliché when she stopped short and remembered that Rory's man of her dreams was dead to the world.

"What's wrong, sweetie pie?" Lorelai asked. She knew that this was hard for Rory. Before Tristan's fatal death, Rory could only talk about how excited she was to be Mrs. Tristan Dugray and their upcoming marriage.

"Mom! This is your only child back from New York!" Rory yelled. "Guess who I brought?!"

"Coffee?" Lorelai asked upstairs, running down and greeted by a person, and her face fell dramatically. "Oh, it's you, Bible Boy. Sigh." Lorelai was greatly disappointed.

"Rory, darling, if you love mommy, you bring coffee."

"Mom, be nice."

"I am." She huffed, but right away she smiled and hugged Tristan. "How was the trip?" Lorelai led them towards the living room couch where they all sat.

"It was ok…" Tristan said, but was cut off by a large scream.

"Ahhh!!! Rory, you're engaged!" Lorelai jumped up and down smiling hysterically.

"I am, aren't I! That's why we came over as soon as possible to tell you." Rory and Lorelai hugged, and cried and Lorelai went over to Tristan to congratulate him.

Rory went over to Tristan's side and his arm was automatically on her waist, and his eyes on Rory, adoringly. Lorelai saw that this was it. This was the man for Rory; whom Rory loved and was loved back with every fiber of his being.

"I…" Rory faltered, her head gazed down, and a tiny tear escaped her eyes and fell to the ground. "I feel cheated. I always thought my first marriage, my first wedding would be with Tristan; hell I thought I would be with him for the rest of my life."

"I know."

Rory continued on as if Lorelai did not talk. "I promised Jess, you, me that I would move on with my life. I can't do it. It'd be wrong to marry Jess right now." Rory turned around. "I just can't."

"You sure, Ror? Because Tristan would want you to move on with your life, you know." Lorelai asked.

"My life would be all a lie. I couldn't life with myself and to Jess. It isn't fair." With that determination glint in Rory's eyes, she lifted her gown to walk out the door and through that door was where Jess, minister and guest were all waiting. As soon as she opened the door, the organ with the Wedding March began. Instead of a gentle, graceful walk, Rory rushed to Jess.

"I can't do this. Forgive me." She took off her engagement ring and gave it back to a stunned Jess. Rory then lifted her gown once more to run out of the church, and got into her limo and directed the chauffeur to drive to the similar place where she felt that peace and sadness – Tristan's grave site.

T.B.C - Sorry guys, I decided to extend this piece. I had some ideas forming in my head and I had to right it down. I would really appreciate more reviews since all kinds are welcomed! Thanks for reading.