Disclaimer: I still don't own the Gilmore Girls. Although, I wish I owned Luke and Jess.

Chapter 34

The next morning, Luke and Lorelai returned to their home bright and early so they could get their bags for their honeymoon. "I can't believe you're sending us away for a month," Lorelai pretended to whine.

"The cruise is three weeks long and Jess thought it would be nice if you guys spent an extra week away," Rory remarked. "You'll be home before you know it."

"That's another thing, why send us on a cruise? Luke hates cruises."

"Well, now he's one of those guys that'll make a couple want to get drunk and tie the knot. Plus, the travel agency was having a promotion on cruises. It was that or we send you to Canada."

"You're trying to get rid of us."

"Just you. We need Luke for the coffee."

"Hey, I'm the one that pushed you out of my body."

"Again, the coffee. So, how does it feel to be Mrs. Backwards-baseball-cap?"

"Well, I'm still a little sore…"

"Mom! Please, no gory details."

"It feels great. Do you know what I did last night?"

"Something really dirty with Luke?"

"After that."

"Something really, really dirty with Luke?"

"I cried."

"You cried?"

"I was just so happy…I don't know. My emotions got the best of me. We made love…" Lorelai stops to try to remember how many times she and Luke had consummated their marriage.

"If you have to think about how many times it was, it was too many. What did Luke say?"

"Mostly, 'Lorelai'," she mimicked is a low tone.

"If I need to apply one more 'dirty' in this conversation, I'm out because it's getting weird."

"He said he loved me. He held me close, kissed the tears away, and said he loved me. He's a wonderful man Rory." Lorelai smiled as she watched her husband- man, she loved the way that sounded- as he put their bags in the back of his truck.

"Lorelai," Richard called as he and Emily stepped out onto the porch. Lorelai and Rory faced Richard and Emily. "We're going to head home now."

"We just wanted to say goodbye," Emily added.

"Luke!" Lorelai called.

"For the last time, I made sure I put your bag in the truck first!" Luke yelled back.

"Not that! My parents are leaving. Come here and say goodbye."

"Coming!" Jess made whipping noises. "Shut up Jess." Luke walked onto the porch and stood beside Lorelai. "Richard, Emily, it was nice having you over and thank you for everything."

"You're welcome. Be safe and have fun on your trip," Emily said hugging Lorelai and Luke.

"We will Mom," Lorelai said.

"Have a great time," Richard said, hugging Lorelai and shaking Luke's hand. "We'll be expecting lots of pictures when you get home."

"Lorelai packed the digital camera that records videos so you'll be in for slide shows and video clips galore when we get home," Luke joked.

"Ok, we better get going," Emily said.

"Emily, I'll meet you at the car," Richard said as Emily went to the car. He took out an envelope and handed it to Lorelai. "Put it toward something nice. Have fun." With that, Richard left.

"We should get going too," Luke remarked.

"Let's go then," Lorelai smiled. Luke put his arm around her as they headed to his truck. Lorelai turned to Rory before getting in the truck. "I wish you could come with us."

"That would be very awkward," Rory teased.

"You know what I meant."

"I know."

"I'm gonna miss you sweets."

"I'll miss you too." Lorelai hugged her daughter. Rory pulled away from her mother and smiled at her new step-father.

"I want you to be careful ok?" Luke said.

"Make sure house doesn't burn down, keep breathing, don't bleed. Got it," Rory joked.

Luke hugged Rory and kissed the top of her head. "Keep an eye on Jess for me."

"Surveillance cameras will be installed."

"Good girl. We'll see you in a month." Luke opened the door for Lorelai and helped her in.

"Ok, I'll see you when you get home and remember I want a brother or sister," Rory joked.

"Ah jeez," Luke groaned as he started up the truck. "Dave, Jess, we'll see you at the airport."

"We better follow," Dave said to Jess. They were following Luke and Lorelai to the airport so Jess could drive the truck back to town.

"I'll meet you at the car," Jess said. "I guess I'll see you two tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" Rory asked, slightly confused. "Aren't you coming home?"

"No. I'm gonna stay with my mom for a while and then I'm gonna stay in Luke's old apartment."

"You don't have to do that man," Logan remarked.

"I need to spend time with my mom and myself. You two behave. Don't do anything I wouldn't do. Which isn't very much."

"You're sick," Logan laughed as he shook Jess's hand.

"And you wanted to be my friend. What does that say about you?"

"That I have major head injuries. See at work tomorrow Chief."

"Chief?"

"You own a newspaper. That's people usually call their editors…"

"I thought I was Richie Rich."

"That's what we called you when we didn't like you. Man you're slow." Jess laughed. "Ok, I gotta go. See ya'll later." With that, Jess got into Dave's car and they followed Luke and Lorelai.

Logan put his arm around Rory as they headed back to the house. "So Chief is what they call me when they like me and Richie Rich is when they don't."

"Yup," Rory replied. "Consider yourself lucky that's all they call you. Dean was 'Bag Boy' and 'Narcolepsy Boy'."

"What'd they call Jess?"

"Uh, 'Luke's nephew that we all hate', 'Hefty Boy', 'That damn kid', 'Juvenile delinquent', 'The hooligan that drew the fake chalk outline in front of Doose's'…"

"You're kidding."

"No, he really made a fake chalk outline in front of Doose's Market. Taylor went ballistic."

"That Jess sure is one crazy character."

"Everyone in this town is crazy."

"I guess you're right. Ok, I have an idea. I'm gonna go to the diner and cover the morning and afternoon shift. When I get back here, I'll cook you dinner and we can watch a movie. I'll even let you pick. How's that sound?"

"Sounds good, but there's one problem."

"What's that?"

"You can't cook."

"Then when I was six, I got the chicken pox and I couldn't eat anything other than mashed potatoes. Of course, Mom couldn't cook to save her life so Luke came over everyday and made it for me. He even fed me. He practically lived on our couch for two weeks," Rory said as she munched on a cracker.

"Quit eating those crackers," Logan said. "You're gonna ruin your dinner."

"That is if you don't ruin it first."

"This is gonna be good," Logan laughed as he pointed to the mixture in the pot. "Luke's sister gave me this recipe."

"What is it?"

"Gumbo?"

"You're making Luke's gumbo?"

"Yeah."

"Stop. Stop right now."

"What?"

"You can't make Luke's gumbo."

"Why not?"

"Because if you cook it, I'll never be able to have Luke's gumbo again and I love Luke's gumbo."

"What are you talking about? It's the same recipe."

"Just because it's the same recipe doesn't mean it's gonna come out the same."

"It'll be fine." Rory rolled her eyes. "You don't believe me? Fine. I'll test it and tell you if it tastes like Luke's gumbo." Logan put some of the gumbo in his mouth and his expression immediately turned sour. Rory tried to contain her laugh, but it wasn't working. "Dis is horrible." Logan grabbed a napkin and spit the contents out of his mouth.

"I'll go call Al's. You go brush your teeth."

"Why?"

"Because if I kiss you and that taste is still in your mouth, I'll never want to kiss you again."

"We can't have that happening." Rory went to get the phone so she could order their dinner. Logan stared at the so-called gumbo in the pot on the stove. What the hell was he thinking?

An hour and a half later, Logan and Rory were sitting in the living room watching The Princess Bride with a half eaten box of pizza in front of them. Well, Rory was trying to watch the movie. Logan was watching Rory. "Watch the movie," she said, feeling his eyes on her.

"But I like what I'm watching now," Logan teased.

"Come on Logan. It's getting to the good part."

"Oh I see a good part."

Logan leaned over and began kissing Rory's neck. She was beginning to find to very hard to resist him, so she stopped trying. She shifted her body so she was facing him and brought them down to the couch. Just as they were getting hot and heavy, the doorbell rang. Neither of them moved and the doorbell rang again, followed by a knock at the door.

"Rory," Sookie called from the other side of the door. "Rory, you in there honey?"

"I better get that," Rory said.

"No, no," Logan said, pulling her back to the couch. "Maybe if we stay really quiet, they'll think no one's home and go away."

"That never works."

"Sh. Let's just try." They didn't move or make a sound until they heard Sookie's footsteps descending the porch steps.

"That has never worked before."

"Give it time. So, where were we?" They went back to making out on the couch. They were too occupied to realize that the front door unlocked and someone walked in.

"Let's put them in…oh my," Sookie gasped when she spotted Logan and Rory.

"Sookie," Rory said, sitting up immediately. "What are you doing here? How did you get in?"

"We used the spare key."

"We?"

"Jackson, Kirk, and Max were supposed to bring your parents' wedding gifts over earlier, but they kept putting it off. I couldn't have the gifts sitting in the inn so we had to bring them over."

Jackson, Kirk, and Max walked into the house, each carrying a gift. "Where do you want these?" Kirk asked. "Oh, hey Rory. Rory's boyfriend."

"Logan," Logan said.

"My name's Kirk."

"No, I'm Logan."

"I'm Kirk."

"I know. I was just…"

"Honey," Rory said, putting her hand on Logan's to stop him from talking. "Don't try. You're not gonna get win with him. Hey guys, go ahead and put that stuff in here. Once it fills up in here, go ahead and put the rest of it in the garage."

After bringing in all the gifts, Max walked back into the house. "Hey Rory," he called. "We're all done. I'll be back tomorrow with the chuppah, but all the gifts are in here and there's a few in the garage. Is there anything we can do for you before we go?"

"I've got everything under control, but thank you for the offer," Rory smiled.

"Ok. Well, we'll get going then." Max headed for the door, but stopped himself. "Oh by the way, your mom called me this morning before they got on their plane and asked me to stop by to check up on you, but Luke said he trusts you so I wouldn't have to. So if anyone asks, I stopped by once or twice a week to make sure you're ok."

Rory felt a little guilty about hearing that Luke trusted her to be alone in the house. Max knew what Logan and Rory were doing before they had arrived and what it was going to lead to if they had left. He didn't lie about Lorelai asking him to check on her or Luke saying not to. He added the emphasis for dramatic effect and it seemed to work.

"Oh," Rory said, looking away. "Ok."

"But before I go," Max said, taking out his wallet and pulling out a twenty dollar bill. "Here's a little something to feed you. It's not much, but I figured you'd be at the diner anyway and Jess is gonna feed you for free there."

"Thanks." Rory took the twenty and put it in her pocket.

"I'll see you tomorrow." Max gave Rory's shoulder a squeeze before leaving.

She turned to Logan and sighed. "I'm sleeping upstairs aren't I?" he asked.

"I'm sorry Logan. Luke said he trusted me," she replied. "This is his and Mom's house. I owe it to them to respect their wishes. I just don't want to disappoint them."

"I think we both know you could never do that, but it'll make you feel better, I'll sleep upstairs." Logan gave Rory a kiss on the cheek before heading upstairs to the guestroom.

"Hey Logan."

"Yeah?"

"Thank you."

He smiled at her. "You're welcome."

Rory watched as Logan disappeared up the stairs. He may not have been flannel clad, hiding his head under a backwards baseball cap, or know how to cook, but she had found her "Luke".

Next time on "Meet Me at the Chuppah": Luke and Lorelai receive a very warm welcome when they return from their honeymoon. Logan has something very special for Rory. Lorelai gives Luke a gift.

A/N: Sorry it took me so long to update my stories. I had a lot to deal with this past week and I barely had time to write. This chapter didn't end the way I wanted it to for some reason. I think I need more Logan/Rory interaction on the show to inspire me. We'll see how it goes after this week's episode.

A/N2: A lot of people are wondering why I chose "Daughters" for Lorelai and Richard's father-daughter dance because of what the song means. I picked it because it was the song my friend dance to for father-daughter dance with her step-father at her coming out party. Her step-father- who has been there for her, her whole life- recently died and she took it very hard. I wanted to do something for her, so I'm dedicating Richard and Lorelai's father-daughter dance to her.