1 She's not allowed to see Logan until she walks down the aisle the next day, so she meanders around town, not ready to go to her mother's house. She walks to the gazebo, remembering Dean comforting her when she had doubts. She remembers the way her heart raced when she was in his arms, while she still felt safer than she's ever felt before. She thinks about how when she's in Logan's arms, her heart doesn't race, and how lost she feels. She feels the tears come as she realizes that the stupid pro-con list she made doesn't mean a thing. It doesn't tell her which way is following her heart. She runs home as fast as she can.
She hoists the blue duffel over her shoulder and sneaks out, leaving two notes on the kitchen counter, one addressed to her mother, the other to Logan. She walks to Kyle's apartment, where Dean's still living. Like he did at the beginning of her sophomore year at Yale, he stands aside and lets her in.
"Will you come away with me?" the tears almost blind her.
"Your wedding's tomorrow."
"I know"
"You know you'll never have another chance with him."
"I don't want another chance with him."
"You've changed your mind before."
"No, I've always wanted another chance.I always tried to leave it open to another possible chance. Always."
"What?"
"A part of me has always wanted another chance with you, Dean, I've never been able to let you go. All through the rehearsal dinner, all through the past month, everything reminds me of you. Whenever anyone says anything, it makes me think of you. I can't walk down that aisle and pledge myself to Logan and lose another chance to be with you, Dean."
"You're giving up a sure future with Logan for a chance with me?"
"Yes."
"Let me go get some stuff. How long will we be gone for?"
"A couple days, maybe."
They climbed into his old blue pickup truck, him letting her drive. She looked over at her passenger. "Thank you for doing this for me," she says, fighting back tears. Tears of joy. Tears of confusion. Tears of love.
"Anytime."
"I love you so much. For everything you've done. And everything about you."
"I feel the same way about you. I always have."
They looked up at the red light they'd been stopped by, right in front of Luke's.
"Weird," she remarked.
"Kind of ironic, a red light right now."
"Even weirder than that."
"How so?"
"When Mom and I did this after she called off her engagement to Max, we got stopped by this same red light."
The blue pickup truck drove North. The last time something like this had happened, the driver hadn't had a plan. This time she did, and it was to go to do the same things they had done beforeA trip to the Cheshire Cat and Harvard. That red light was a sign, besides, Rory and Lorelai always end up doing the same things, even if Rory plans them, and Lorelai does them.