A Huntzberger Prospective

Honor Huntzberger wrung her hands anxiously. She'd just returned from visiting her younger brother at Yale and had arrived home to find a message from Them. Even in her thoughts she referred to her parents that way. She had spent the past half hour trying to convince herself to return her mother's call but had not yet worked up the nerve.

This was supposed to be a good announcement. She loved Josh with all her heart. He was a good man from a fine family. But then, the Huntzbergers were not interested in fine, and were bound to be bothered by his new-money background, and they tended to be a bit vicious when annoyed.

Logan took the news extraordinarily well, which could be taken as a good sign. Honor smiled fondly as she thought of her brother. The two siblings had become close as a necessity – without each other, each would have grown up without a single ally in the Huntzberger mansion. Honor winced involuntarily at the thought of returning to the house the next day. It was never a fun visit, she mused, reflecting on past dinners. They included Honor declaring her change in major, Logan announcing he'd be taking a year off from Yale, Honor moving in with Josh, and the worst to date, Logan's return after the sunken-yacht fiasco in Fiji.

Honor twisted a strand of blonde hair nervously. She'd put off the call long enough. She was a grown woman, she shouldn't be frightened of a silly call to her parents. No matter what reaction she and Josh received, they were still going to be married. Nodding decisively, Honor extended a trembling hand and told herself to get a grip, and after one last deep breath, she dialed her childhood home.

The line rang once.

Twice.

Three times.

With each ring, Honor grew more and more hopeful that no one would pick up. On the fourth ring, however, her hopes were shattered as a heavily accented voice answered.

"'Allo?" the maid greeted, and Honor heard herself asking for her mother.

"Hello? Honor? Is that you?" Shira Huntzberger's voice came onto the line.

"Yes, Mom. It's me. How are you?" Honor asked dutifully.

"Oh, just fine. It's a nice day, isn't it? Now, I wanted to finalize the plans for tomorrow. You want both your father and me present, Honor?" Shira asked in her worn-out voice.

"Yes, Mom. And Grandpa too, as I mentioned yesterday. Josh and I wanted to speak to you all."

"I don't understand why that's necessary, Honor. It's so hard to get your father home early enough for dinner these days. I have a bunch of events to attend this week, and the Bradleys were supposed to be coming over tomorrow. We haven't seen them in four months, Honor, and Vernon Bradley is an important client of your father's. Now, I'd like to know exactly why I'm rescheduling this for you," Shira continued.

"I told you Mom, it's a surprise, and rather important that we tell the whole family, and …oh! Guess who else will be attending," Honor thought quickly. Logan rarely stopped by the house, or checked his email, or called anyone in the family, for that matter. It was hard to keep track of him these days, he was always out with some nameless girl. But if she told her mother Logan was coming, it would probably put her in a good mood, and saying Rory was joining them would guarantee company-behavior.

"Who, Honor?" Shira's voice sounded tired. "Josh's parents? I really don't want to play games just now, I have a headache."

"No, Mom, not Josh's parents. Logan's decided to grace us with his presence tomorrow evening. Isn't that wonderful?" Honor asked her mother, crossing her manicured fingers that her mother would be delighted. As she did so, a smile brushed onto her face as she caught sight of her beautiful new engagement ring.

"Really? You spoke to your brother? Yes, that is wonderful. I've been trying to get a hold of him all week, but you know your brother, always out partying. It's a wonder he can keep up his grades, I'd swear that boy never attends a class. Well, this should be a treat." As she spoke, Shira's voice audibly changed into a slightly more perky tone. Honor rolled her eyes – of course it would be a "treat" if the Heir was in attendance.

"Yes, it will be. Oh, and you'll never guess who I met at his dorm, Mom," Honor went on, pouring herself a drink and settling more comfortably as the attention was diverted from herself.

She still couldn't believe that Logan was calling a girl his "girlfriend." She hadn't been exaggerating by informing Rory of her younger brother's 'Who's The Boss?' phase. She tried not to think about her brother's quote-on-quote love life too often, which consisted of something casual and ultimately physical, as she really didn't approve of it. She liked Rory Gilmore immediately upon meeting her. There was something about the petite brunette. She seemed intelligent, interesting, and while she was pretty, it was in a less made-up, gloating way. She was quietly pretty. And obviously she must be a special type of person to be able to keep up with her spontaneous, lusting-for-life, carefree brother.

"Not another one of those trashy girls of his, I hope. We never see a single one twice, I'm sure of it. He took one to your father's party in New York, and the girl didn't know a single thing. She couldn't have been raised in a proper family. She hadn't a clue as to which fork to use, she showed up in an extremely low-cut dress, and she thought Seymour Hersh was a clothing designer," Shira complained, something Honor privately thought was a tad hypocritical, as her mother wasn't one of the brightest members of Hartford's Stepford-ian society.

"No, shockingly enough. I actually met his girlfriend."

A long pause followed.

"Which surprisingly was his choice of words, not mine," Honor continued, smiling as she remembered the look on Logan's face as he had grinned at Rory. There was no question about it, her brother was quite taken with this girl.

"Really?" Shira asked incredulously. "But he's never…I mean, never, ever called a date his girlfriend. He really called her that? And is bringing her to meet us tomorrow?"

"Yes he did. And he is. He seems rather smitten with this one too, Mom, it's cute. I'd say he likes her just as much as he liked Alyssa Milano," Honor laughed.

"Oh Honor, be serious. What's her name?" Shira asked imperiously, finally sounding like she was truly interested in the conversation with her daughter.

"Rory Gilmore, she goes to Yale as well, is a pretty brunette, and after that I'm pretty much out," Honor replied, a little annoyed that it took a reference to a possibly daughter-in-law to really bring out Shira's interest. The thought of Josh as a son-in-law probably wouldn't bring about a single positive reaction, she thought a little sadly. But if the Heir was thinking of commitment…though it was really too early to tell…Honor shook her head. She adored her brother, there was no need to cause any trouble between them by creating jealousy.

"Rory Gilmore…Not Richard and Emily's granddaughter?" Shira's voice suddenly sounded much more somber.

"Well, she didn't say so specifically, but if that's her last name and she attends Yale, I'd say there's a good chance," Honor replied, thinking vaguely of two of her parents' friends. Richard was in law- no, insurance, she remembered. Emily was deeply involved in the D.A.R.

"Yes, I suppose there is," Shira said. "I have to go Honor."

"What?" Honor asked, surprised. She found herself slightly disappointed. It'd been nice to talk to her mother so openly, sharing some gossip, and nearly enjoying herself. It wasn't something she experienced often. The phone call she had dreaded was ending, and though the fear of tomorrow's dinner had not diminished at all, Honor had almost found herself imagining how most families would react to news of an engagement. Namely, happily.

"I need to call your father right now. I don't have time to dawdle…well, I'll see you and Josh tomorrow night. Goodbye," Shira ended the conversation with a click.

Honor looked at her phone in astonishment. She wondered briefly what that had all been about, but before she could ponder it further, she heard the door knob rattle and footsteps that announced the return of her fiancé. She couldn't help but grin and think, I won't be a Huntzberger much longer.

A/N: So this is my first Gilmore fic. I've been hoping someone would write something like this since I read the sides for BIAG at Fanforum. I hope you've all enjoyed this- I took some liberties, assuming Honor and Logan would have the same opinions and observations of cough Them. I'm considering adding a few more additions – Shira's POV, Mitchum's…maybe Josh or Elias'…I don't know. Please review and tell me if you'd want that and if you enjoyed this. Constructive criticism is welcome and appreciated!