A/N: Hey everyone, this is a semi-filler ch. but it does have a little Rory/Logan action. Enjoy!
Chapter 13: Confessions After they put Ella and Nat down for a nap, Rory and Logan sat down at the kitchen tavle and sipped warm mugs of coffee in silence.
"Did you really mean what you said to Dean?" Logan asked, breaking the stiff silence.
"About what?" Rory replied cautiously.
"About you caring a lot for me and being happy and alive since I came," Logan said, staring into his coffee. Rory sat quietly for a few moments.
"I meant every word. You've always had the…I don't know, power to make me get outside of my bubble, from the LDB stunts to giving me Ella. You keep me on my toes and I wouldn't have it any other way," Rory said, clasping his hand in hers.
"You don't regret having a kid so earlyor not having a boyfriend that was dependable like Dean?" he asked incredulously.
"Dean may have been dependable, but he was too… self-concious. He worried over little things too much. You've confident enough to not need to have someone like her does, but simply want someone for who they are. And I have never, ever, even for a millisecond regretted having our daughter. I wouldn't have survived with out her," Rory said firmly, looking into his melted chocolate eyes and tightening her hand around his.
"Ace, you are one amazing woman. Sometimes I wonder how I'm ever going to be good enough for you or our daughter."
"Just be yourself. Ella already worships the quick sand you walk on. And as frustrating as you can be sometimes, I would be bored with out your cocky personality."
"Well, would you like to go on a date with my cocky personality when we get back to Boston?"
"What kind of date?" Rory asked, skeptically.
"A LDB type of date," Logan said simply.
"When? We've both have work all week and Dad's going to be out of town this next weekend."
"We'll have Finn and Colin watch the girls," Logan said simply.
"Finn and Colin? Logan, have you lost all power for reasonable thought?"
"Well, what if we left them with my parents? I know they're dying to meet Ella and they won't mind having Gigi there too."
"One problem: Ella doesn't do well being left alond with strangers. She gets really shy and crabby around anyone she's never met."
"She was fine with me, Finn and Colin," Logan protested.
"Because she'd already met them and I was surprised she was so good with you."
"Well, what if we had dinner with my parents tomorrow night? Then she'll have met them and they'll be able to see her before having to take care of her," Logan suggested.
"Ok. You call them and get everything set up, I'm going to check on the munchkins."
The next afternoon Logan, Ella, and Rory drove vack to Boston and straight to the Huntzberger Mansion. Rory and Lorelai had dressed Ella in a pink sweater and matching skirt. Rory had dressed in a dark blue cocktail dress and matching cardigan.
"Daddy, where we goin'?" Ella inquired when they entered Boston.
"We're going to see my mommy and daddy. They live in a big house like Gamma's and Gampa's in Boston."
"Dey my Gammommy and Gamdaddy?" Ella asked.
"Yes they're your Gammommy and Gamdaddy."
A few minutes later, they pulled up in front of the red-bricked mansion. Before they could ring the doorbell, Mrs. Huntzberger swung the large oak door open and beckoned to them.
"Bring my granddaughter into this house right now, Logan," she acalled good naturedly.
"Coming, Mom!" Logan said, carrying his daughter towards the house, one arm around Rory.
"Is this little angel, Ella?" she cried when they stepped ontot the porch.
"Yes, this is Ella. Ella this is my mommy," Logan said gently.
"You my Gammommy?" Ella asked the smiling, cultured old lady.
"Yes sweetheart, I'm your 'gammommy'. Can I hold you?"" Elizabeth Huntzberger asked her granddaughter. Ella nodded and reached out to wrap her armsw around Elizabeth's neck. Logan relinquished his daughter to his mother and pulled Rory more snuggly against his side.
"Come on inside," Elizabeth said, motioning Rorya nd Logan into the house. She led them into a comfortable room off to oneside of the foyer. Mitchum was sitting there in a big leather chair and a blond young man was sitting on a leather couch across from him.
"Ah, Logan, Rory, good to see you," Mitchum boomed.
"Is this your daughter?"
"Yes Dad. This is our daughter, Ella," Logan said as he and Rory stood in the doorway to the room.
"Isn't she adorable, Mitchum?" Elizabeth cooed.
"Yes she is. She looks exactly like Logan except for those big blue eyes," Mitchum said, getting up to stand beside his wife.
"Landon, come and see your brother and your niece," Elizabeth ordered the young man on the couch. Slowly, almost reluctantly, Landon stood up. He looked just like Logan, except for a few sublt differences.
"Hey big brother," Landon said, sheepishly.
"Good to see you, Landon," Logan said, releasing Rory to give his brother a hug.
"You remember Rory?"
"Yea, how've you been, Rory?" Landon asked nervously.
"I've been good," Rory replied, smiling encouragingly.
"Dinner is ready, Mrs. Huntzberger," the maid said from the doorway.
"Well then, let's go have dinner as a family," Elizabeth said, leading the way with Ella, the rest of the family behind her.
A/N: I couldn't find Logan's mom's name so I made one up. Next ch. : Logan and Rory's date!
