A/N: I know I said I'd work on the Rory/Logan bit, but I haven't figured out a good storyline for them yet. If I do, I'll make sure to put it in.

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Previously on 'Everything's Falling Apart':

Emily returned and handed out the drinks. "Now what is it you have to tell us?" she said as she sat down.

"Well, actually… Dad, could you put your paper down for a second?" He respectfully folded the paper neatly and set it on the coffee table. "Thank you. Okay, well, you know Luke." She said, making a smooth Vanna White motion in his direction.

"Yes we do." Her mother replied.

"Well we're, um, we're… we're engaged."

Emily's eyes widened. "What?" She said in nearly a whisper.

"We're… engaged." Lorelai repeated.

Her parents sat for a moment in shock. Suddenly, Richard burst out laughing. Emily gave her husband a confused look. "What?"

"Don't you see?" Richard replied, still chuckling. "She came to us the other day, saying Rory was quitting Yale, and we thought she was joking. So she came to us with this ridiculous idea, knowing we would believe her. Clever!"

A look of sadness passed over Lorelai's face at the mention of her engagement being 'ridiculous'. This, of course, did not go unnoticed by Emily Gilmore. She turned to her husband. "I think she's serious, Richard."

"She can't be. Are you?" He asked his daughter.

"Yes, dad. We are." She braced herself for the discussion. 3…2…1…

"Lorelai, may I speak to you in the kitchen?" And we have liftoff.

Lorelai stood, dreading what would come. Luke followed suit.

"Privately." Emily added with a stern look at Luke. He sat.

Lorelai followed her mother into the kitchen, glancing over her shoulder at Luke. He gave her a sympathetic look. "I tried." He mouthed. She smiled.

As soon as the kitchen door swung shut, her mother was off. "Why him, Lorelai? Why him?"

Lorelai looked at her mother. "I love him." And she was somewhat shocked at those words. She hadn't told him or even admitted it to herself yet.

"You loved Christopher. Why not him?"

"Mom, we were sixteen. Sixteen! We wouldn't have made it. I know it and he knows it."

"He doesn't know it, Lorelai. You two belong together. He loves you. Don't you still love him?"

"No, mom, I don't. I thought I did. And I thought I always would. But then… then there was Luke. Apparently, I didn't know what love was. Because what I have now is infinitely better than what I had with Chris. And I know you don't like this. Christopher is 'good breeding' and one of… one of you. But that's not the kind of person I want to be with."

"Very well then."

"So… you approve?"

Emily sighed. "No, I'll tolerate it. I'll come to the wedding and see you on holidays and make polite conversation. But I will never approve." And she left the room, head held high.

(Meanwhile, in the living room…)

As soon as his wife left the room, Richard picked up his newspaper. Luke strained to hear the conversation in the kitchen, but all he could hear was faint voices, no words in particular. After a minute, he cleared his throat. "Excuse me, Ri- Mr. Gilmore."

Richard looked at Luke over his paper and raised his eyebrows, signaling Luke to continue.

"I know… I know that you and your wife aren't… aren't too fond of me. And I know you'd much rather see your daughter with someone… of higher class. But I want you to know that I love Lorelai and will take care of her and Rory to the best of my ability."

Richard nodded his head and smiled. He set down his paper. "I don't think I could ask for much more." He stood and held out his hand. "Welcome to the family, son."

Luke was surprised. He hadn't expected such a warm response. But he welcomed it. He stood and shook Richard's hand. "Thank you, Mr. Gilmore."

"Call me Richard."

"Thank you, Richard."

Richard nodded again and returned to his paper. Luke sat as well, hiding his smile.

Seconds later, Emily burst out of the kitchen, Lorelai close behind. Judging by the looks on their faces, their conversation didn't go nearly as well. Lorelai looked on the verge of tears. She approached Luke, and he stood back up. The night was beginning to look like musical chairs for him. "We're going." She stated to her fiancée. And with that, she headed towards the door.

"Goodbye, Richard, Em- Mrs. Gilmore." Richard smiled in response, whereas Emily just glared. He rushed out of the room and out the front door.

Lorelai was already in the passenger seat of the truck. He climbed in and drove away as quickly as he could. Five minutes into the drive, he heard Lorelai crying quietly. He looked over and saw her tearstained face, leaning against the window. He pulled onto the shoulder of the road and put the truck in park. She slid across the seat and he put his arms around her protectively. She cried into his shoulder.

"Why doesn't she care? Why has she never cared?" She whispered.

"She cares, Lorelai." He replied, stroking her hair. "She cares."

Well, well, well. What will happen next? Stay tuned!

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