Thanks to angel6 aka trinigyal, KarahBella, Gilmoregirl, Coriel, and riotgirllina, who reviewed chapter 8.

AN: Sorry for the delay, but my computer was having problems with I wrote this chapter portraying Mitchum Huntzberger as I see him to be. Also, Rory is written as how I see her to be, notsuch a push over, as seen in the last episodes of this season. Hope you guys enjoy it. Remember to read and review. Thanks.

As the sun's rays began to shine through her bedroom window, Rory slowly awakened from her sleep.

"The sunlight is deceiving," she thought. "Today is the day I have to face Logan's father. I want his approval so very much."

Rory got out of bed, got some coffee from the kitchen, and paused a moment to enjoy its simple, yet satisfying taste.

"If only life could be this simple and pleasant."

After she had finished two mugs of coffee, Rory set off to brush her teeth, and prepare herself for her meeting with Mitchum Huntzberger,

Rory struggled to pick out an outfit. She wanted something that was stylish, yet professional. It was at times like this that she longed for her mother's ability to pick out the perfect ensemble in mere seconds.

Eventually, Rory settled on a black, knee-length skirt with a ruffled hem. With it, she paired a light blue blouse, and elegant black sandals. She curled her hair into loose waves and donned a pair of blue chandelier earrings. Satisfied with her appearance, she glanced at the clock. It read 11:30.

Rory decided to grab a light lunch, and settle down with a book to calm her nerves. She would talk to Logan after the meeting, so that he wouldn't see how nervous she was. He was always too calm and collected, unlike her.

She had been sitting ona bench for quiet some time, when a shadow fell across her book. Rory looked up and saw Logan.

"Hey Ace. You look nice. I was kind of disappointed that you didn't call this morning." Logan greeted.

"I would have called, except that I am really nervous about meeting your father, and seeing you will make it worse," Rory replied.

"Well don't worry. I only stopped by to check on you and make sure you weren't hyperventilating. I just want to leave you with this piece of advice. Be yourself. If anyone can spot a poser a mile away, it is my father."

"Thanks Logan, I'll keep that in mind."

Logan leaned down to give Rory a reassuring kiss. When he left, Rory was filled with a sort-of- calm.

"I should really bottle this feeling he gives me. That way I won't freak out so much before finals. Maybe I can give it to Paris, so that she isn't so uptight," Rory's thoughts rambled on in distraction.

She looked at her watch and saw that it was 1:20. It would take about 20 or 30 minutes to get to the coffee shop, so she gathered up her stuff, and set off for her car.

Rory pulled up to the Stafford Café, a red-brick building with black chairs and umbrellas outside, reminding her of the Cafés she frequented on her trip to Europe. She entered the building with feelings of trepidation.

Once inside, she saw a man dressed in a finely tailored business suit, in the process of sitting down at a table in the corner. It was Mitchum Huntzberger.

"Good," Rory thought, "I'm not late."

She walked over and introduced herself.

"Hello, Mr. Huntzberger, I'm Rory Gilmore."

"How do you do Rory? Please sit down. Call me Mitchum, if you please," he said very formally.

"Thank you," Rory responded and sat down across from him.

"What would you like to drink? Something to eat?" Mitchum questioned.

"Some coffee would be great. Thanks."

Mitchum signaled for the waiter. "Some coffee for both me and the lady. Make mine decaf thought please."

"Very well, Mr. Huntxberger," the waiter replied and went off to process the order.

"It seems like you come here quite often," Rory commented.

"That I do, my dear girl. I have and addiction to coffee, though I have been drinking decaf for years now."

"Yes, I remember Logan telling me that."

"Ah yes Logan. The reason why we are here today," Mitchum said, bringing the true agenda of the meeting to the forefront of the conversation.

He paused as their coffee was served. He took a sip of his coffee and then spoke.

"Alright Rory, I must tell you that I am very skeptical of this relationship that has formed between you and my son. Now before you get angry, I want to say that I am not totally disapproving of it either, as my wife and father may have led you to believe. Being a Hunztberger requires a sense of duty, a sense of honor, and a sense of etiquette. Woman in our family have traditionally been housewives. They have stayed home to raise the children of our family. Don't get me wrong, I don't live in the 1700's, so I don't totally believe that women should remain at home. Some women do succeed, for instance, look at Christiane Amanapour. She has become a highly successful foreign correspondent, yet in the line of her work she has little time for a family. You aspire to become like her, if I am not mistaken, and this is what worries me."

Mitchum paused to look at Rory, who was listening intently to him. He took a sip of coffee before he spoke again.

"Tradition is very important in the Huntzberger family. Our children are held to very high standards. It is only with careful nurturing, that they are able to shoulder the burden that our family name places upon them, which is why I am not completely enthralled by the idea of you possibly marrying into my family. However, this doubt cannot offset the fact that you have done some great good for Logan. Since he met you some remarkable changes have come about. He takes a greater interest in the family business, he has taken more interest in writing articles for the Yale Daily News. He seems to have slowly matured into a man great enough to shoulder the burden of becoming the future head of the Huntzberger empire, a great improvement over the days of his incessant partying."

Mitchum stopped, and Rory took this time to speak.

"Mitchum, first of all, I would like to say to you that family is very important to me as well. However, Logan and I are not planning to get married anytime soon. In fact we are in the very beginning stages of our relationship, so it isn't really necessary to be discussing the care of fictional children. But, to make a case for my relationship with Logan, I will tell you that family and children will always come first. I understand how important it is to create a proper environment for children to grow up in. My mother came from an unhappy home, where a façade was always more important than her well being. To this day, it still creates friction between her and her mother."

Rory paused to see Mitchum's reaction so far. He seemed thoughtful, and was absorbing everything she was saying.

"So, if I was to hypothetically marry Logan, I would put our children first, and my job second. I, however, would not be content to simply become a housewife. I need to be constantly doing something, and though children would take up a lot of that time, writing for newspapers would be something all my own. You say I have helped Logan, but he has also helped me greatly. Ask anyone who knew me before I met him, and they would agree when I say that I was shy, and almost reclusive. He cracked my shell, making me see the value in taking chances, rather than letting valuable opportunities pass me by. Together, if given the chance, I think we could both do great things."

Rory finished, hoping that she hadn't offended Mitchum, yet had achieved her goal of winning at least some of his approval.

Mitchum spoke after a moment. "Well you have certainly earned the right to a chance for your relationship. I must say that you are a refreshing new sort of companion for Logan. I admire your attitude. In regards to your writing, I have read a few of your pieces for the Yale paper, and I must say that they were quite good. Logan could stand to learn a thing or two from you."

"Why, thank you," Rory said, utterly shocked at Mitchum's compliment.

"I will do my best to keep my family from threatening your relationship. And I, myself, will try to be more open and welcoming. After meeting you, I feel much more reassured. Well. I must be going. We've been talking for nearly two hours, and I must get back to my office. I imagine that Logan is dying to see how this meeting went. I suggest you go back to Yale to put his mind at ease. It was lovely to meet you."

"I appreciate your giving us a chance Mitchum. I can't believe we've spent two hours here. Well it was worth it, I think. Good-bye, and maybe we will see each other some time soon."

With that Rory and Mitchum left after paying the bill. Rory parked her car as soon as she reached Yale. She practically ran (a Gilmore run) to Logan's dorm and knocked on the door.

Finn and Colin both answered the door.

"Ah, Rory, love you arrived right on time," Finn greeted.

"Logan has been driving us crazy with his worry," Colin added.

They let her into the room, and she walked over to Logan's room.

The door opened as she as she stopped in front of it.

"Hi Ace. I don't see any battle wounds, so the meeting couldn't have gone too badly. In fact, dare I say it, you're smiling. Come in and fill me in. You two," Logan said, indicating Finn and Colin who were trying to follow Rory, "stay out, and stop being so nosy."

Finn and Colin pouted and went away, while Rory entered.

"Logan, calm down, it wasn't that bad. In fact, meeting my grandmother, will probably be worse," Rory said, noting the look of anxiety on Logan's face.

"Well I would if you gave me any details," he replied.

Rory then proceeded to tell him the highlights of her conversation with Mitchum. When she finished, Logan looked shocked.

"That does not sound like my father at all. I guess people can surprise you."

"Yes, well I don't think Emily Gilmore will be doing that anytime soon."

"Does this mean you want to meet with her soon to get it over with?" Logan questioned.

"I think that would be best. If we get all the meetings out of the way this week, then we will have time to focus on ourselves."

"We'll call her tomorrow, but for now let's just spend some time together," Logan said as he pulled Rory into his arms.

Their lips met in a kiss filled with such passion and energy, and eventually their bodies lowered onto Logan's bed, where they were lost in the connection between the two of them.

AN: Hope you liked this chapter. Next up, Logan and Rory, meet Emily Gilmore.