Author: Lady Eliza
Characters: All Characters
Rating: T
Summary: Logan cannot commit to Rory and when she tells him she wants out of the no-strings- attached relationship he lets her go. Logan still misses Rory, but there is another person waiting in the wings to sweep her off her feet. ROGAN. My fic takes place up to 5.19 scene where Rory and Logan have their confrontation; then it evolves into a different part. So I guess you can call it AU.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gilmore Girls or any of its characters.
AN: Thank you to my reviewers for their wonderful feedback. I'm sorry about the late update. My stupid computer had been acting up and just today my 'word' program refused to spell check my fanfic, so if there any mistakes blame my computer (LOL).
Nicoley117: LOL, hope this will make you happy. Thank you for reviewing.
KeitaWolf: Don't worry I was always going to end the story how I've imagined it from the beginning. I just want to know if there is any real interest in having an alternative ending since I didn't want to write something that no one was going to read. I've always thought of this as a Rogan fanfic and it will end with Rory and Logan getting together or something along those lines. Thanks for supporting my fic and I hope to hear from you soon.
Anonymous: (says this while wearing a T-Shirt that says go Graham in rally big letters) (LOL) I loved that. And I will be writing an alternative ending now that many people are interested in reading it. Thank you for reviewing.
Chapter 10: Of All The Places
Rory couldn't believe she was doing this, her grandmother and Genevieve had convinced her it was only right for a 'bride' to go wedding dress shopping. So here she was in the backseat of her grandparent's Rolls Royce being chauffeured to a fitting with one of the hottest wedding dress designer's amongst the Hollywood set, Monique Lhuillier. Rory would've liked to do without the dress fitting and such but Emily wouldn't hear of it. She was a Gilmore and this was just how things were done when two members of prorminent families married.
Rory looked at the landscape as the car passed many large mansions in the rich neighbourhood where the designer herself would be meeting Rory. She thought the poor woman was wasting her time, but her grandmother was probably paying her good money. Rory had no idea where the house was or who the owners were, but her Emily insisited that one of dear friends had heard about the fitting and insisted on it being done at her house.
She found it quite odd that a complete stranger would do such a thing, but her grandmother's friends were a tad eccentric. Rory couldn't wait for this trivial experience to be over and done with. Genenvieve and Emily were already at the woman's house so Rory was the only one being chauffered to the place. She had told her grandmother that it wasn't all that bad if she drove herself, but of course Emily wouldn't have of it. She was going to arrive in style and nobody messed with Emily Gilmore when she gave orders not ever members of her own family.
When the car drove up the winding path that lead to a castle-like home Rory was mesmerized. She could only dream of living in such an enchanting home, which looked like it was taken out of a children's fairytale. She didn't even notice when the car came to a halt in front of the mansion until the driver had the door opened and cleared his throat. "Huh?…Oh sorry about that. Thank you Victor," said Rory and climbed out of the car.
"Not to worry Miss. The maid will show you in. Have a good fitting," said Victor who bowed then went back to his place in the drivers seat.
She smiled since everybody seemed to know what was going on. She shouldn't have been surprised since the help was the first to know when something happened or was going to happen. It just always worked out that way. Rory was escorted into the parlour, she assumed, by a friendly maid. The woman chatted with her the whole time they walked down the long corridor that led to the parlour. Rory was surprised to see her gradmother and Genieveve with a blond lady that looked rather familiar to her but she couldn't pinpoint from where.
'Rory, there you are," gushed Emily.
"Hello darling, did you enjoy the drive up. Its absolutely breathtaking," said Genevieve.
"Yes, I did," said Rory.
"Rory, we'd like you to me a very good friend of ours Shira Huntzberger. Shira this is my granddaughter Rory Gilmore," said Emily.
Rory was stunned for a moment before her grandmother gave her that look, which meant she wasn't doing what a good little debutante was supposed to do. Rory shook herself out of the reverie and smiled at Logan's mother. She couldn't believe she was meeting the woman now, of all the times. "Hello Mrs. Huntzberger it's nice to meet you," said Rory.
"It's nice to meet you too dear. My son had told me so much about you," said Shira.
Rory was puzzled by that comment. 'Why would Logan tell his mother about her?' Rory just nodded her head and looked at her grandmother to keep the conversation moving. She felt the awkwardness should pass soon enough.
"So…Shira we thought Rory could try on a few gowns Monique brought over and she'll just pick the best one. What do you say?" asked Emily.
"I think that's a first rate idea Em. Rory I can't wait to see which one you're going to choose since I've had a peek at all of them and even I had trouble picking out the best one," chuckled Shira and she reminded Rory so much of her son.
"Serena, show Miss Gilmore to the room where Ms. Lhuillier is located," said Shira to the maid.
"Yes, ma'am," sais Serena.
Rory obediently followed Serena up the winding staircase, which seemed to be a permanent fixture in the mansions of the upper class. Her grandparents, Graham's parents, the entire DAR, and now the Huntzbergers. They must 've all had the same construction crew back in the day when the family homes were built.
The maid, who was once again chatting away said, "Here you are Miss. The fancy lady with the clothes is just beyond that there door. If you need anything else you just give me a shout. I can't wait to see you in one of those posh dresses. You'll look like a queen, mark my words," said Serena.
Rory hadn't noticed before but the maid had an accent; she couldn't place it. "Thank you so very much Serena."
She opened the door and found a young woman rifling through a magzine. She looked up when Rory entered the room and smiled. "Well hello there, you must be Miss Gilmore. Or should I say the soon-to-be Mrs. Sullivan. I'm Monique, it's a pleasure," said Monique while rigously shaking Rory's hand.
"Hello ma'am. It's nice to meet you," said Rory.
"Well, let's get started then."
With that Rory saw five assistants carry in a wedding dress each. She looked skyward and wondered if Logan was truly worth this. I mean how hard could it be to find a stable guy that appreciates a serious relationship. But deep down she knew no one could make her happy like Logan could. It seemed he had ruined her for other men and for any relationship that might come about in the future. He would forever be the man that she compared other men she met later on to. She hoped she wouldn't end up in that pitful state anytime soon.
Rory tried on dress after dress after dress. She thought they were all stylish and would look lovely in a wedding, but she knew she needed to put more effort into choosing her fake wedding dress or else suspicions would arise, especially from Shira Huntzberger.
So Rory put on her high society princess smile and beared six women gushing over her in every dress. She liked how she looked in all of them since she'd never tried on wedding dresses before and couldn't compare. But there was one that she really got attached to. She told Monique her choice after having been up in the room for a good hour.
Rory went back into the en suite bathroom that was located in the room when one of the assistants spoke to her. "Miss Gilmore, your grandmother and her friends would like to see you in the dress of your choice. Would you please put on the dress once again and proceed downstairs. And might I say, you make a lovely bride," said the assistant.
"Thank you so very much for your lovely compliment," said Rory.
When she turned and went into the bathroom she wanted to scream. Putting the dress back on and showing her grandmother was going to prolong her time here. Rory really wanted to go back to Yale and study or work on her YDN article that was due soon. She would even want to hang out with a drunk Finn then walking around Logan's home in a wedding dress.
Rory complied with Emily's wishes only because she didn't want to embarrass her in front of her friends. Rory sighed and put on the dress she had chosen for her farce of a wedding. She loved the dress, though. She wished she was getting married for real with a man that she truly loved so she could wear this wonderful concoction. 'Oh well'
Rory decended the magnificent staircase in her gorgeous princess wedding dress and the women in the parlour were stunned into silence. They were all staring at the lovely creature that was descending the stairs.
'My god, Logan sure knows how to pick them doesn't he?' were the first thoughts that came to Shira's mind. Rory Gilmore was a suitable match for her son in every way society demanded and she was also a classic beauty who didn't need to try so hard with make-up or revealing clothing.
Shira was so proud of her son that she could forgive him for not holding onto Rory, since he was fighting for her, and for Finnegan's rather crude impersonation of Hugh Hefner during one of her famous dinner parties. She didn't think Alexander, Finn's father, was a good father to young Finnegan, what with his dressing up in women's clothing and such. She didn't want to think of such matters. No, she was in the perfect position to gauge the reaction of the the person that counted.
Emily Gilmore was so pleased. Her granddaugter looked marvelous in her 'wedding dress' She knew Rory would be the perfect society bride and Emily Estelle Gilmore was no fool. She couldn't wait to see the reaction of one certain person.
Genevieve wished to god that fate hadn't dealt her such a cruel hand in this situation. Rory Gilmore would've made the perfect addition to the Sullivan Clan. She looked over at Shira and thought enviously that the woman would have the pleasure of calling Rory her daughter. 'Some people have all the luck'
"Rory you look breathtaking; like a queen. That dress suits you to a tee," gushed Emily.
"Graham is going to have his breath knocked out of him when he sees you for the first time in that dress," said Genevieve teary eyed. She was crying because she knew her Graham would only see pictures of Rory in that dress instead of in real life.
"You grandmother and Ginny are correct Rory, you look spectacular. You know what, I think you should go to the room down that hallway where there is an enormous three way mirror. You should look at that dress in all it's glory," said Shira.
Rory said alright and was once again led by the maid who kept on sneaking looks at her dress. The words 'fancy,' 'posh,' and 'lovely' were used so much that the words had lost all meaning to Rory, though she found the maid's antics charming.
Serena told Rory she would be outside and closed the door after Rory entered the room. Rory found it odd that the three way mirror looked like something that one would find in a bridal shop and it even had the pedestal where the bride can stand and admire all vantage points of her dress.
She felt weird standing there staring at herself and was about to go when she noticed movement out of th corner of her eyes. She turned and stood there stock still staring at the person in front of her.
"You are so beautiful," said the voice.
"Logan?"
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