Their hypnotic sway had become routine, and it was almost as if they were one. Everything else melted away and it was them and them only; nothing could erase this moment from her memory. Rory opened her eyes and watched over Logan's shoulder as snow continued to fall gracefully to earth and blanket the town in a breathtaking layer of white. Suddenly, she realized that though this moment of dancing in silence was unbelievably romantic, it still seemed as if there was something that wasn't being said, there was something that was irking her. She slipped out of Logan's grasp, abruptly stopping the dance, and looked up at him.

"Logan, what is this all about? Is there a reason why I'm out here in the middle of the night, freezing my butt off?" Logan looked quite a taken back by her seemingly harsh remark.

"What? You don't find this hopelessly romantic?"

"Of course I do. But that's not the point. This is all so random, so I don't quite understand-"

"Rory." Logan cut her off by softly cupping her chin in his cold, bare hand. "I wanted to show you my romantic side. I wanted to show you that I'm not a facetious, sardonic jackass every moment of every day. I do have a softer side… but it takes a sweet girl that I'm crazy about to pull it out of me. And without even trying, you've become that sweet girl. I may not have let on until now, but it's the truth. I've become completely and utterly infatuated by you. And I just wanted to let you know." Logan ended his spiel and looked at Rory for a sincere reaction. He could tell just by her face that she was stunned and completely flabbergasted by the confession he had just made. A small smile spread across his face because he had received the exact reaction that he was hoping for when he devised this plan; he wanted to leave her absolutely speechless and with some luck and a little bit of charm, that was exactly what had happened.

After a moment of uninterrupted silence, Logan decided to break the ice.

"Speechless?" he asked, a cocky smile spreading across his face.

"Incredibly." Rory replied in a breathless whisper. "So… what does this mean for us?" Her inquiry caused Logan to let go of her waist and jog down the stairs of the gazebo. He stood on the snow-covered ground and stared up at the sky.

"I've always found it amazing that it can snow like this, but yet the sky is still miraculously clear. The stars are even more gorgeous when it snows," he yelled as he looked out at Rory, his eyelashes covered in slowly melting snowflakes. Rory laughed and ran down the steps after him.

"Logan, seriously. What does this mean for us?" Her eyes pleaded with him for an answer.

"Whatever you want it to mean, Ace," he replied, knowing that his response would drive her up a wall.

"Gosh. You really know how to make me crazy, Huntzberger."

"It's part of my charm and appeal," he replied, letting the sarcastic jackass shine through yet again. Rory grabbed his hands and looked deep into his eyes.

"Logan, I like you. And from your little speech before, I'd say you like me too. So, where do you want to go from here?"

Logan continued to stare at her, completely unresponsive.

"Well, I don't know about you Mr. Huntzberger, but this is where I stand."

Rory grabbed hold of his face and kissed him until his once cold lips turned warm. They finally parted and it was Logan's turn to be speechless. She grinned widely, turned on her heel and started to walk away. She was almost to the street when she felt someone tackle her from behind.

"You're not getting away that easily!" he exclaimed as the two fell to the ground, covered in cold, white snow. Rory laughed hysterically the entire way down. As her body was cradled gently in the blanket of snow, she closed her eyes and caught her breath. When she opened them, she saw Logan, sitting up and staring at her with a small smile on her face and a look of deep affection in his eyes.

"I was the one who left you speechless this time, wasn't I?" she asked with a tantalizing smile as she sat up to face him.

"Me? Logan Huntzberger? I'm never speechless. Ever." He leaned in so close to her face that she could feel his warm breath on her cold nose.

"I think that's a lie!" she exclaimed.

"So what if it is?"

"I guess I'm going to have to get the truth out of you then."

"I guess so."

"Yeah, I guess so," Rory said with a smile on her face as she leaned in to kiss him again. As they sat there kissing, enveloped in beautiful snow, Rory knew that no matter how hard she tried, she would never forget this moment of pure and unadulterated bliss.

Luke gripped Lorelai tight at the waist as the two danced together in the silent paradise that Luke's diner had become.

"This night has been truly amazing, Luke," Lorelai whispered gently into his ear.

"That's what I was going for, " he replied, looking down at her through the moonlight that shone through the blinds. He leaned down and kissed her sweetly on the lips, leaving her breathless. "But there is a reason for all this."

"Luke, if you're trying to seduce me, you did that a long time ago. Don't you remember?" Lorelai winked at him and smiled. He smiled back and then hugged her tightly.

"Lorelai…" Luke said, as he looked deep into her lagoon blue eyes.

"Yes, deary?" Lorelai inquired jokingly, but deep inside she wondered what was going through that head of his. This man who stood in front of her was amazing beyond her belief. Sure, his wardrobe was a head-scratcher and she wasn't always sure of how he was going to react to her actions, but he was certainly amazing. He had planned this entire night for her and it ended up being one of the best nights of her life. She was so incredibly lucky that she had found him; the one man who could deal with her annoying quirks and sarcastic remarks and still love her unconditionally.

"Love? Is that what this is, Lorelai? Love?" she thought to herself, unsure of what the answer was.

"Lorelai? You in there?" Luke said, withdrawing Lorelai from her thoughts.

"Yeah, I'm here." She smiled widely, and took his hands. "Luke, I…"

"Oh no, I have to go first. I've been trying to get this out for the past five minutes, but you've been off in la-la land on me." Luke cracked a gracious smile.

"Okay, fine, you can talk first. But this is the only time in our relationship that this will happen," Lorelai replied, smiling sheepishly back at him.

"Okay. Here goes," Luke said taking a deep breath, "Lorelai, from the very first time I saw you, I just knew you were special. That's why I always kept that horoscope you gave me. I knew that you would be a huge part of my life. And even though it's taken us this long to get to this point, it has been well worth the wait. Because over these last months, you've been the bright spot in my life and you have been able to bring me joy no matter what. And I've finally realized that you are something that I can never ever let go of. I tried to picture my life without you in it, and I realized it was impossible. I discovered that if you weren't in my life, I wouldn't have a life. Because you are my life and my everything, Lorelai." Luke paused for a moment and watched as a small tear crawled its way down the curve of Lorelai's face. He wiped it away with his thumb, causing her to smile, and continued on with his declaration.

"I guess what I've been trying to say is… I love you Lorelai Gilmore. I love you with every ounce of my being… and I think I always have," Luke, having finally confessed his deepest emotions, took a deep breath and waited for a response.

Lorelai looked at him with tears running down her face, and she appeared seemingly speechless. But suddenly, through her tears, she grabbed hold of his waist, and leaned in, only inches from his face.

"I love you, too Luke Danes. And everything I am to you, you're everything and more to me." She smiled wide, and kissed his smiling lips. He grabbed her tight and the two sat there in immaculate stillness for a moment.

"This has been the most perfect night of my life, Luke," Lorelai whispered

"Mine too, Lorelai," he replied, leaning in to kiss her.

As the two kissed there in the dark, both of them felt a love so deep that it was almost unbelievable. The love they felt for each other was the kind of fairytale love that only shows up in stories; the kind of love that is unavoidable unbreakable, and unconditional.

THE END

A/N: Sorry it took so long to get up but I didn't have anytime to write until today. Hope you enjoyed it! Please R&R :)