A/N: Wow...it's been a very long time since I've updated..sorry for that! I guess I should pick up where I left off.. I think I'm going to finish it off..I'm too busy to keep updating.

When Rory got there the first thing she noticed was that they were the last ones to arrive. Lorelai immediately ran over and hugged Rory. Relief was in sight. She could feel it.

"Well, lets get this done with," Jess was obviously acting impatient, a trait that Rory had learn to cope with.

Dean led the pack into the station where they were greeted by an overweight police officer.

"You must be Rory Gilmore."

"Yes," Rory introduced the cop to the group, who all looked extremely exhausted.

"Hi, thank you for coming. I'm Cop Nick Bauttay. You can just call me Nick."

"Okay, Nick," responded Lorelai.

"We have located Adam. Our cops have been tailing him for awhile now and we've almost got him."

"So I'm safe then?"

"Yes. Basically there's no need to run anymore, you can continue your life as it was before. We'll just need you to verify the man. "

Rory fell to the floor...Tears running down her face. Imagine such a relief...one she never thought she'd see.

Everyone loaded into their cars. Said one last goodbye then was off. Rory would be safe living in her own apartment now, at least for the time being. Life would go back to normal.

(Dreaming)

And there they were. Walking along the beach. Hand in hand. She enjoyed his presence. The soft feel of his fingers overlapped her much smaller hand. The breeze quietly crossed their path, blowing her hair back. It seemed like perfect moment. The sun was slowly setting and the water was calming. People were heading home as children fell asleep. This was a perfect moment. He look down on her. As she felt the glare of his hazy eyes on her, she looked at him. He laughed knowing that he would never forget this moment....

Staring at the Christmas tree, she looked over at her daughter, and thought of how much she resembled her daddy. The posture, attitude, feelings. She was practically his twin. She turned her glance to look at her newborn son. His daddy was trying to entertain him by wearing a santa hat and allowing him to pull it off. He looked up at her and smiled. She laughed. Her glance returned to the tree, as she remembered that summer. This was another one of those moments, when nothing could ruin it....

She couldn't believe it. Her daughter was graduating. She remember the first day her little fingers wrapped around her mothers. Of course she was going to an ivy league school. Princeton was her choice. Determination... They called her name as she walked up to the podium, ready to recite the valedictorian speech she had created. As she told of moments of her childhood. Dreams of being a doctor, artist and writer. She couldn't believe they had all made it to this point in their life . Now they would all move on. As a tear fell from her mothers eye, he quickly moved it away and held her hand. That soft hand. She would never forget.....

Twenty one years had passed. It was unbelievable. Her little girl had grown up so fast. Now as she watched her daddy walk her up the aisle she was in awe. He son was much older now, and just finishing highschool. She couldn't imagine anything any other way. Her daughter looked magical. Like one of those princesses that you dream of being as a child, but then face reality and realize that it isn't going to happen. She had chosen a good guy. He was tall, handsome, successful, loving, caring and sweet. She couldn't imagine her being with anyone else. She heard those words "I do",and was reminded of that day many years ago, if she didn't go with fate, none of this would have happened. They wouldn't be here right now. This would be a dream. But it wasn't a dream, this was the path she chose. She thought back to that day many years ago when her life changed forever.......

(Future)

The sun gleamed in her eyes, causing her to slowly open them. It warmed her body and gave her the urge to fall asleep. Rory starred up at the ceiling thinking of the list of activities she had to do. Today was Christmas Day. A day when grand children would anxiously open presents and exchange thank you's and sloppy kisses on the cheeks. Then they would gather around the fire and sing Christmas carols while her oldest granddaughter played the piano. Lorelai would be sitting on the rocking chair. She was getting older now, and it was obvious that old age was taking it's toll on her. Luke was still there. They had married and shared a wonderful life together, one they'd wished they'd started earlier. The Diner was still in business. Rory had moved her family back to Stars Hollow many years ago, where she had taken position of the Editor of the paper. Now her youngest grandchild had followed her steps and gone to Yale, where she would learn about the wonderful world of journalism. Emily and Richard had passed on. A fiery car crash had taken their lives. Rory had never seen Lorelai so sad before. Rory's husband had taken over the Diner and it was expected that they would pass it down to the middle grandchild. It had been a good life ever since that incident. After, it had gone back to normal. Rory had visited a therapist, which had helped greatly. Adam was behind bars for life. She would never see him again. Rory thought back to what she had to do for the day, then turned to see the body beside her waking up.

"Good morning Mary."

"Good morning Tristan."

"Merry Christmas."

She leaned over a kissed him on the lips. She was sure that she had made the right decision all those years ago. She'd remained in contact with her old loves. They had helped to save her life. Tristan had become good friends with the two, and they had left all of the anger go between them. Life was perfect. Rory got up and hurried down to put the coffee on, it was still something she couldn't live without.

Please Rand R! Thanks for reading my story! It's COMPLETE!