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Emily walked over to the pool house and again knocked on the door. Rory turned away from Logan and saw her grandmother standing there with a disappointed looking on her face. She stood up and walked over to the door.

"Good morning, Rory," she said very unattached.

"Good morning, Grandma."

"Hello, Emily," Logan said from the couch.

"Logan." She then turned to Rory and asked, "Has he been here all night?"

Rory didn't know how to answer that, but her silence gave it away. Emily's disappointed look turned to anger and Logan knew that was his cue to leave.

"I think I should be going. Bye Rory. Goodbye, Emily."

"Bye," Rory said giving Logan a gentle kiss.

"Call me later," he whispered in her ear.

As soon as Logan was gone, Emily and Rory walked into the pool house. Emily was livid with the fact that Logan spent the night while Rory was living on her property.

"You're going to repeat your mother's mistake."

"No, I'm not, grandma. I was upset and as my boyfriend, Logan came over here. He stayed with me last night; it's not a big deal."

"It is a big deal, Rory. Look, if you're going to be living here then we're going to have to set some rules."

"Rules? Grandma, I'm 20 years old."

"I don't care, Rory. You're living here and these are the rules. Logan or any boys for that matter must be gone by midnight – no all nighters. You are going to have a curfew at 1am and if you're going to be later than that you are to give your grandfather or me a call and let us know preferably before 11."

"That's unfair. You know that I'm responsible; I don't need these rules. I'm not going to get pregnant."

"Your grandfather and I thought bringing Bob over here was going to help you shape up. This isn't shaping up."

"I came here to think, to take a break. Maybe I was wrong – maybe mom was right to run away from here all those years ago."

Rory started to cry again and Emily left in a huff. Emily went back into the main house and began thinking about what Rory said. She didn't think that her rules were that bad; in fact she found them to be quite fair. Seeing a boy in her granddaughter's house and noticing that he obviously spent the night wasn't very "kosher" in Emily Gilmore's book. She knew that Rory needed time, but she thought that she and Richard were doing everything they could to make it better.

Rory didn't know what to do anymore. She thought in the back of her mind that there had to be a reason her grandfather brought one of the greatest journalists in the country to her. Her grandparents had seemed to agree that Rory needed time to think; she never thought they would try to manipulate her. Everything that Lorelai had always said about that house being a prison…it was all right. But Rory couldn't give in, not after all the fighting between her and Lorelai recently. She was way to proud to give in…wasn't she?

Lorelai went over to the diner before work that morning for coffee as she usually did. Luke seemed to have something on his mind when he didn't try to slip her tea or make a comment about how coffee was bad for her.

"What's wrong, Luke? This is where you're supposed to tell me that coffee stunts my growth and then I'd respond that's why I'm drinking it not you."

Luke smiled and Lorelai's innuendo, but continued to look around. Lorelai then noticed that Luke was looking over the wall into Taylor's Ice Cream Shoppe.

"You and Taylor are still doing that getting along thing? Is everything in this town turning upside down?"

Lorelai saw Taylor give Luke a big smile and a thumbs up and just before she was about to make a comment about it, Luke finally spoke.

"I bought the Twickam house."

"You what?"

"I bought it…for us."

Lorelai smiled, she was excited thinking about her new life with Luke and how everything was going to be different. She didn't have much time before she had to be in work, so with a kiss she left the diner. It was a beautiful day in May so Lorelai decided to walk across town the 15 minutes to the Dragonfly. On the walk she was doing a lot of thinking about the house and about her house.

Rory grew up in that house; the house was the first thing Lorelai bought on her own. Sure, she was still paying it off – but that was her house. That was the house that showed Lorelai did something with the life that everyone thought she threw away. Besides all the good memories; the bad memories would leave also. She wouldn't live in the house where Rory slept with a married man or the house that held so many fights between mother and daughter. Lorelai was stuck – she knew that change was necessary, but was she ready?

Lorelai got home from work that day and found that the house was unlocked. Usually that meant she forgot to lock it, but this time it was something different. She heard a sobbing sound coming from the living room. There was Rory sitting on the couch in the same position (ice cream and all) from the night she first wallowed over Dean. Lorelai didn't know what to say or do except go and sit down with Rory.

"I'm sorry, mom. I'm sorry about everything," she cried.

"What happened?"

"You were right. All this time you warned me about grandma, you were right."

"What did she do?"

"Logan spent the night last night…she yelled at me for it – she told me that I have a curfew and that Logan can never stay over."

"You should have known…"

"She thinks I'll get pregnant; she doesn't think I'm responsible. And yesterday grandpa brought over a friend because they want to manipulate me. They won't let me think for myself – it's a prison over there,"

"That's why I left, sweetie."

"I know and I'm sorry, mom. I want to come home."

"About that…"

Rory looked at her mother puzzled and Lorelai told her about the Twickam house. Rory looked around the house and thought about all the memories good and bad. She couldn't imagine living with Lorelai anywhere else – this was their house. Then she remembered that she was the one who left and everything was hitting her. Everything in Rory's life was a mess…she felt herself disintegrating and broke down. She was crying so hard that she couldn't even speak.

Lorelai held her daughter and realized how hard everything was. Lorelai never had a choice about college; she had a baby to take care of before graduating high school. She also thought about how important it was for her to go her own direction in life and the decisions Rory was being faced with. She needed to be supportive to whatever Rory wanted to do –

Logan called Rory's cell phone, but there was no answer. He tried the pool house and again no answer. After Emily seeing him that morning, he knew that nothing good would come out of attempting to call Richard and Emily's house. Logan decided to check Stars Hollow; he knew Emily and thought that if she and Rory got into a fight, Rory would go home. Logan was a little afraid to see Lorelai after he'd called the house a few days earlier. Maybe it would be okay since he didn't know what his father had done before committing the felony?

He found directions to Stars Hollow and headed to the small town. It was everything he'd imagined – a small town with people in the streets. There were little shops and a diner labeled a Hardware Store…Luke's, Logan thought. He found his way to the Gilmore home and looked at it wondering how Lorelai bought the house without her parents' money.

Logan slowly got out of his SUV and headed towards the door. He saw in the window Lorelai and Rory on the couch – it looked to him like the two made up. He knocked softly and waited for an answer.

"Logan…" Lorelai said quietly.

"Hi Lorelai…look, I know you don't like me, but I came to see Rory."

"You're right, Logan, I don't like you, but Rory does. You can come in."

"Before I do – I just want to ask you if you don't like me because I'm like you? I know the story – if I were a girl, chances are I could've gotten pregnant at 16. I know that Rory isn't like that at all but she does something to me that I can't explain. I've never felt like this before."

"I don't doubt that you're like I was growing up – that scares me. Take care of my baby and don't get her into any more trouble."

"I'll try."

With that Logan entered the house to find Rory sitting on the couch; her eyes were red and puffy. He wanted nothing more than to hold her like he'd done the night before. She was everything to him and when his everything was falling apart, he couldn't be too far behind. Lorelai left the young lovers alone because she had something else to take care of. No one sent her daughter home to her crying like that – it doesn't matter what happened between the two of them only days earlier.

Lorelai walked up to the doorway that was all too familiar to her. While waiting for the maid of the moment to answer the door, she looked around at every escape route she used in her lifetime. She thought about what Logan said – he was just like her…that was a scary thought. Lorelai wanted to keep Rory away from the life that she had before Rory was born, but Logan was bringing her into it. Rory had finally seen what Lorelai went through growing up…with so many rules, there was nothing to do but break them. Maybe Logan wouldn't be so bad for Rory; sure he was trouble, but…

Before Lorelai could finish her thought, the door was answered, but not by a maid. Emily herself had answered the door and her face dropped when she saw Lorelai standing there. Emily invited her daughter in and the two walked to Richard's study where he, as usual, was working. Lorelai looked at both of her parents and asked them if they knew where Rory was.

"I thought she was out in the pool house," Richard said, he hadn't been out of the study all day.

"She came home."

"She what?" Emily responded.

"She came home because she realized why I ran away all those years ago. You're trying to suffocate her just like you did to me. Rory is responsible, she knows what she's doing and she takes precautions."

"Are you saying that you're okay with a boy staying in her room?"

"What?" Richard again confused, asked.

"Logan stayed over last night, dad. My twenty year old daughter had her boyfriend stay over for the night. She's on the pill, if they did anything, I know she was careful."

Emily and Richard looked at each other and back at their daughter.

"Lorelai, we don't want her to fall into the same things as you did."

"She got drunk here at that sausage fest party you threw a few months ago."

"She's old enough to drink responsibly."

"But not old enough to make her own decisions?"

"Well aren't we the hypocrite, Lorelai. You think she can make her own decisions when it comes to Logan, but not when it comes to Yale."

"I think she can make responsible decisions, this is just like you, mom. You're turning everything back on me. I don't know why I even came here."

Lorelai couldn't take it anymore; she turned around and walked out the door to that house again. Every time she went back after thinking she got away it just seemed to get worse.