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Chapter 10

Luke held the diner door open for Patty as she stepped inside. "I just want to thank you again Patty. I really appreciate this," Luke said.

"Oh honey, don't worry about it! You've always been so good at it. I'm so glad you decided to give it a try again," Patty smiled. "We'll have to practice at least three times a week. Oh this engagement party is going to be fabulous! The music, the dancing! It'll be the best party this town has ever seen!"

"Well then, I'll be sure to save a dance just for you Patty."

"You're a doll Luke."

"You're throwing the party and doing me this big favor, it's the very least I could do. Why don't you take a seat and I'll get you coffee and a breakfast plate. It's on the house."

As Patty went to sit with Babette to gossip, Jess walked up to his cheerful uncle. "Hey, some lady came in asking for you," he said. "She's over there."

Jess pointed to the table in the corner of the room. The woman's back was turned toward them and Luke couldn't see who it was. He made his way over to her and froze when he realized who it was. The woman turned when she heard Luke approaching.

"Hello Luke," Emily greeted.

"Mrs. Gilmore," Luke greeted, still in a state of shock.

"I know you're busy, but I was hoping to have a word with you."

"Uh…yeah. We can go upstairs so it's not as loud. Jess! I'll be right back." Luke led Emily upstairs to his old apartment. "Sorry about the mess, I'm still in the process of moving my stuff into the house. Would you like some tea or something?"

"Oh no. I'm fine. And please, call me Emily."

"Ok." Luke stood in the middle of the room. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to do or say now.

"I'm just going to get straight to the point. I came here to apologize to you Luke. I've had time to think these past two weeks and I've finally come to realize how foolish I've been acting. I said things I really shouldn't have and I want to apologize."

"Thank you Emily. I appreciate the apology."

"Oh and before I forget, I wanted to give this to you." Emily handed Luke an album. "It's a wedding album. I've kept it since Lorelai was a little girl. It has ideas of what I thought Lorelai's wedding would be like. I was hoping you would give it to Lorelai for me."

Luke flipped through the pages of the album. "This is gorgeous. I think it would mean so much more if you gave it to her personally."

"It would be, but she still isn't speaking to me. I've called several times and she refuses to talk to me."

"She's going to get over it. I'm sure she will."

"Yes. Well, just in case. Please give it to her."

"I will. She'll love it."

"Well, I won't keep you any longer. It was nice seeing you Luke." Emily turned to leave, but stopped when she spotted a picture on the table on the door. It was one of Luke, Lorelai, and Rory and Rory was holding up some kind of paper. She looked as if she was twelve or thirteen. "What's this?"

"That? Oh, that was Rory's junior high graduation. For weeks, she ran into the diner every morning and told me how happy she was because her dad was going to come to town for the ceremony. The day before the graduation, Rory comes in with her mom all bummed out. Lorelai tells me that Rory's dad bailed out on her and wouldn't be coming. So the next day I put on my only suit, tell Caesar to run things until I got back, and went to the ceremony."

"You wouldn't happen to have a copy of this would you?"

"Yeah, I have one right here." Luke opened one of the drawers and handed Emily a copy of the picture.

"Thank you. I've kept you long enough, so I'll be going now."

"I'll walk you out." Luke led Emily back to the diner. On the way to the door, they ran into Jess. "Oh Emily, you remember my nephew Jess Mariano. Jess, you know Emily."

"Hey," Jess greeted.

"Hello young man," Emily greeted in return. "Thank you again for the picture Luke."

"You're welcome. Drive safe." With that, Emily left. Luke looked down at the album in his hands and realized it was time for Lorelai to forgive and forget.

"In Stars Hollow, temperatures continue drop to an even forty degrees as the snow continues to fall in the earliest snow fall in years," the radio announcer said.

"Can you believe that Luke? Snow hitting the ground instead of leaves. I never thought we'd have snow in mid-November," Lorelai remarked.

"Yeah, it's amazing," Luke said as he walked into the living room with a bowl of popcorn. "Jess! We're about to start the movie! Get down here!"

"I'll be there in a minute," Jess yelled from his room upstairs.

"While we wait, I wanna give you this." Luke handed Lorelai the album from Emily.

Lorelai went through the album. "This is gorgeous," she said.

"That's what I said."

"Where did you get it?"

"It was a gift."

"From who?"

"Your mother." Lorelai shut the album. "Lorelai, it's a beautiful album. The ideas in there would be perfect."

"No. I don't want to use any ideas from that woman."

"She's your mother."

"Only biologically." Luke gave her a warning look. "I'm not going to stand for what she said to and about you."

"She apologized. She came to the diner today and apologized."

"What?"

"Lorelai, my mother died when I was a kid. I didn't get to really know her. If I had the chance to spend time with her, I would take it in a heartbeat. I would give anything to have her at my wedding and help plan it. You have that opportunity. Please, for me. Can you make peace with your mother?"

Lorelai looked into Luke's eyes and realized how much it meant to him. She was about to speak, but was interrupted when Jess joined them.

"So, what are we watching today?" Jess asked.

"The Untouchables," Luke replied, dropping the previous subject with Lorelai.

Lorelai sat quietly as the movie started to play. She thought about what Luke had said and realized what she needed to do.

The next day, Lorelai walked up to the door and waited for what seemed like an eternity for someone to answer. The door swung open and Lorelai stood face to face with Emily. "Lorelai," Emily smiled.

"Hello mother," Lorelai greeted. "May I come in?"

"Of course. Come in, come in." Emily stepped aside and let Lorelai in. "So, to what do I owe the pleasure?"

"Luke told me you came to the diner yesterday."

"He did?"

"Yes. He also told me he gave him this." Lorelai pulled the wedding album from her bag and held it out to Emily.

Emily was heart broken. She had to convince Lorelai to keep the album, even if she didn't use the ideas in it. "Oh no. Keep it Lorelai, please. I wanted you to have that."

"I know. I was just..." Lorelai took a deep breath before continuing. "I wanted you to hold on to it for me. For a little while. I mean, just until Luke's here so we can go over a few of the wedding plans...together."

"Together?"

"Yeah. I was thinking...hoping you would consider helping us with the details."

"So does that mean..."

"Luke helped me realize that I'm lucky to still have my mom. I really want you to be at my wedding. Luke wants you at our wedding. It would mean a lot to us if you helped us with the arrangements."

"I would be glad to."

"Great. So I'll see you on Friday?"

"What's Friday?"

"Dinner."

"Oh. Yes. Friday night at seven. Oh and tell Luke to bring his nephew along."

"Jess?"

"Yes. Tell Luke to bring Jess. I'd love to have him over."

"Uh...ok. I'll do that. Bye Mom."

"Lorelai," Emily called before Lorelai walked out of the door. "I'm sorry."

"I know Mom. I know. I'm sorry too. Sometimes, saying 'I'm sorry' just isn't enough. But that," Lorelai said, pointing to the album in Emily's hands. "That says it all. So, all's good in Whosville?"

Emily laughed. "Yes. All is well." Lorelai left and once she did, Emily rushed over to the pool house. She knocked on the door and waited for Richard to answer.

"Emily?" Richard said, surprised to see tears running down Emily's face. "Emily, what's the matter?"

"She wants me at the wedding," Emily smiled. "She came to the house and said she wants me to be at the wedding."

She couldn't contain herself. She wrapped her arms around Richard and hugged him tightly. He couldn't help but smile and return her hug.

Rory hurried down the hall as she headed to her dorm. She left Lane and Paris alone together while she went to class and who knows what they had done to each other. As she turned the corner, she ran into something, more like someone, solid. She immediately bent down to gather her books she had dropped that were now scattered with the other person's.

"I'm sorry about that. I wasn't looking where I was going," Rory apologized.

"Don't worry about it," a very familiar voice said. Rory froze. Oh no. It can't be. She looked up and confirmed her horrified suspicion. "Hey Ace."

"Logan," Rory greeted bitterly. She tried to walk past him, but he stopped her. "What are you doing?"

"We need to talk," Logan said.

"Not now. I need to get back to my dorm. I left Lane and Paris alone and one of them might be dead when I get there."

"We have to talk."

"I'm not in the mood."

"This'll only take a minute."

"Fine, but I'm timing you."

"I'm sorry for trying to pay off that Max guy. I didn't mean to upset you so I'm sorry."

"And?"

"And what? I said I was sorry."

"If you think just saying sorry will fix everything, you've got a lot to learn. You're minutes up. I have to go." Rory pushed past Logan and headed to her dorm.

"I don't get you Rory. I said I was sorry."

"You don't get it do you?"

"Obviously not."

"Well until you do, leave me alone."

"Just tell me what I did wrong."

"I can't just tell you what you did wrong. If I did, you'll never learn."

"I can learn not to do it again if you tell me!"

Rory stopped angrily and faced Logan. "You embarrassed me."

"What?"

"You embarrassed me and my parents in front of my mother's ex-fiancé."

"How?"

"You flaunted your money in his face! That embarrasses me and my family. You made us a charity case."

"I don't see that."

"You don't need to. I saw it and it was embarrassing!"

"Well I'm sorry for that too!"

"Whatever." Rory continued on. Logan grabbed her by the arm, stopping her from walking out on him. "Let me go."

"Not until we settle this. I thought I was doing the right thing and now I know it was wrong. I'm sorry I was born privileged and with money."

"Privileged? Privileged is having a mother like mine who never needed money to raise me or make me happy. Privileged is having parents like mine who drop everything and give anything for me. That is privileged. No. You were born spoiled and that is what you'll be until the day you die!"

"So what? You want me to say I'm sorry for being rich?"

"No! I want you to be sorry for acting the way you are!"

"Then I'm sorry!"

"It doesn't work that way Logan! You can't just say sorry and expect me to believe it."

"I'm trying here."

"Then try from your heart."

Logan took a deep breath. "I'm sorry Rory. I really am. I'm sorry for acting like a spoiled rich kid and for embarrassing you."

"You'll never learn," Rory sighed. "Goodbye Logan."

With that, Rory left Logan in the middle of the path alone. "Great. Now what do I do?" he asked himself.

A/N: I was planning to get Logan and Rory back together, not that they really broke up, but I decided to throw in a twist with Jess. I'll see where it takes the story.