Well here we are the end. I hope you enjoy it, and a whole hearted thanks for everyone who has reviewed, and stuck around and pushed me to finish.

Disclaimer: Credit for Gilmore Girls characters go to ASP, credit for Cats! goes to Andrew Lloyd Weber, and Addy and Le-Le are all mine.

Enjoy. R/R ;)

Time went by as it sometimes does. I went off to school, Le-Le went off to school and dance class, on Wednesdays Dad went off to New York and got yelled at his boss, Luke ran the Diner, and Lorelai managed the Inn.

I almost wish I could say I had taken the straighten up and fly right path. That I stopped skipping class, that I stopped hanging out with those stereotypical bad-boy rich kids, that I stopped smoking, stopped fighting with my Dad. That I had stopped being that kid, with the shaggy hair and the attitude. But honestly what teenager can say they took the road less travelled?

I'm almost the age my parents were when they had me, and I can't believe it. How they were able to do it? I still feel so young, and I have so much to look forward to. Yet it gives me a whole different perspective to know that life can change at the drop of a hat, or a kegger, but I also know, that change no matter what it is, does not always have to be for the worse. I'll be graduating in June, I won't be the valedictorian, yet I'm not at the bottom of my class either. I won't be going to Harvard, nor will I be going to some mundane little college in South Carolina.

I have an interview at NYU on Friday, I'd like to see the look on their faces when I say that I am Rory Gilmore's son, how quickly they would accept a child of a world leader in international journalism to their journalism program. But I won't say that, I'll say I'm Jess Mariano's son instead, he may not have a world wide title, but he is respected in the literary community. But, perhaps, more important to me, he does what he loves for a living, while still being around for his family. I hope I can be so lucky.

But tonight, is not about me, or about my NYU interview, yet I know my family is proud of me, Dad had been sitting at the table waiting for me to come home with a huge smile, while the message blinked on the machine. Luke cuffed me on the shoulder, smiled and told me to take table five when I told him, Emily has told all her Daughters of the Revolution friends about me, I think she brags really. Yet soon she will have much more to brag about.

Tonight is about Le-Le, tonight is the night that she starts her big debut. Her dance school is putting on a production of Cats! Le-Le is the youngest member of the cast, and the only dancer from her class to receive a part, I was proud of her, but hell I knew she would do it, Le-Le would have done anything not to get by passed by Cats!

They say if you're not noticed recognized nationally by the time you're 15, you don't have much of a chance for Broadway. Well, Le-Le will be 14 next week and we could say that we all have big hopes for her, but this is all on her, and she has a Mariano spirit, and a Gilmore iron will, and she will do it all on her own.

It's opening night, the day we always said we would be there, three rows back, right in the centre, the perfect seats according to Le-Le. Her name is in the program, and she has been jittering for the last week. She doesn't have the biggest role, but its not a role to complain about. I mean I have seen the production of Cats! (mostly by force) enough times to know that the role of Jennyadots ain't half bad.

Sitting there with my Dad, Luke, Lorelai, and Emily, I wonder when we became a family, when Stars Hollow became home. We are a unit, we support each other, and I knew that the same crowd will be in the audience when I graduate, and I can't help but feel proud of them, of us. For making it this far.

The production of course is a success, it's a small production, but still just about as amazing as it can be, especially considering most of the people up there on that stage are younger than me. I almost couldn't believe it for myself, the amount of grace, the sophistication, the maturity my little sister managed to exude crawling on the floor in a cat costume. Dad is on his feet applauding, Luke is shaking his head I think I can hear him saying something about her once being a little girl, Emily is crying, and Lorelai is on her feet beside Jess for once, not a shred of animosity between them.

I turn my head to see if anyone else is quite as enthusiastic as the Mariano-Danes-Gilmore clan, and they are, most of them are on their feet, and its too big of a theatre to just be parents. When I saw her, Rory Gilmore, slide ever so slowly out of the back door, with a program in her hand.

I had never expected to see her, never expected to see her in this place, yet she was. Watching her little girl, who wasn't so little anymore. The little girl that had lived her whole life without her, I caught her eye, and she looked away. I wouldn't tell anyone, not Dad, not Le-Le. But it made all the difference to me, it meant we were still something to her, even if she realized it too late.

I wish I could say this had a 'and they lived happily ever after ending' but I can't. Because its not over yet.