A/N: I guess I could just say that Finn's eyes are brown…I don't know whatever. It doesn't really matter I guess.
"Rory where the hell are you?" Finn yelled when he got upstairs. He heard her walking around in their bedroom so that's where he headed.
"Rory…what the hell is your problem?" Finn asked.
She ignored him and kept packing for their trip home the following day.
"Rory!" Finn begged sitting down on the bed and watching her every movement.
He was starting to get frustrated. He decided to take action on her little cold shoulder act.
Finn took a few strides to where Rory was and grabbed her. He flipped her over his shoulder and flopped her onto the bed. He landed on top of her and attacked her lips.
After a few minutes of making out he pulled away and looked into her now dark blue eyes.
"Ready to talk?" Finn asked.
"I shouldn't be mad…it's hypocritical…but it just made me really sad to see that you used to date someone who looked like her," Rory said.
"Love, she isn't near as pretty as you naked," Finn grinned.
Rory smacked him with a pillow.
"You know that I love you more than anything I've ever loved…that includes her. You're my one and only Rory," Finn reminded her.
"I love you darling," Rory mumbled and pulled his head back down to hers.
Just for the record, the pair didn't make it back down to the party that night.
"Alden that was very rude of you!" Sophia reprimanded at breakfast the next morning.
"They'll get over Mum. I needed to take care of some stuff," Finn shrugged not really paying much attention to her.
"I would have expected better than that from you young man," Sophia continued.
"Mum…I'm not exactly a young man, I'll be thirty in two weeks, I'm married, I have four kids! You can't preach to me like I'm still your screw-up son who got sent home from boarding school for pantsing the principal. Now if you'll excuse us, we need to make our flight. See you in a few years," Finn said getting up from the table, shaking his father's hand (he had watched the exchange in awe), kissed his mother's cheek and left the room.
"Thank you for having us," Rory smiled to the pair and ran after Finn.
He was waiting in the limo for them.
"Are you okay?" Rory asked sitting next to him. He was staring out the window.
"Yeah…I just got so sick of her acting like I was still in her control. I know it was rude but I just had to say it all," Finn shrugged looking at her.
"I know baby," Rory said kissing his gently.
"YUCK!" Twister yelled.
"He kicked her on the way out, just so you know," Cara informed them.
"Mate…why'd you kick her?" Finn sighed.
"She was mean to you!" Twister defended himself.
"I can take care of myself mate…thanks for trying but you need to go apologize," Finn said.
"NO!" Twister yelled.
"Come on," Cara said taking his hand and pulling him out of the car.
"God I've never been more thankful to be home…let's never go to Australia again," Finn begged when they finally arrived back at their Hartford house.
Rory grinned and rolled her eyes.
"What do you say that tomorrow we take off work and have everyone here?" Finn pleaded.
"Nice try, but you're going to work and I have articles to write," Rory smiled sweetly.
Finn narrowed his eyes and pouted.
"You're going to work," Rory repeated and went upstairs to check on the kids.
2 weeks later
Finn opened his eyes at the sound of his alarm. He glanced at the clock and realized he was two hours late and couldn't figure out why his alarm was set for the wrong time.
He showered and dressed as fast as humanly possible and ran downstairs to get a cup of coffee for his drive to work.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" a group of people yelled as he went through the dining room.
He grinned and remembered that it was his 30th birthday.
"Happy birthday sweetie," Rory said going over to him and kissing him.
Finn smiled down at her.
"Da!" Twister yelled.
"Twist!" Finn yelled back scooping the boy up.
"What do you wanna do today? You can decide," Finn offered.
"Mommy said no," Twister said sincerely.
"Mommy said no?" Finn asked looking at Rory.
"We're hanging out with all the kids today then having an adult only party," Rory explained.
"Oh, I see," Finn grinned suggestively.
Rory rolled her eyes and hit him on the shoulder.
Finn just laughed.
That night around six after spending a day with the kids the adults were ready to party it up and Rory and Finn's.
Their kids had gone off to spend the night at Emily and Richard's so that the adults didn't have to worry about disturbing the kids.
"What do you want to do first?" Logan asked Finn.
"Anything that I get to drink," Finn said grinning like a child.
They played a series of drinking games until everyone was decently smashed.
"Let's play Twister!" Finn yelled drunkenly.
"Twisser?" Rory asked with unfocused eyes.
"Yep," Finn said rummaging the closet. Everyone was staring at him confused.
He produced a white box.
"Oh! Twister!" Lorelai laughed hysterically.
After a drunken game of Twister Rory ended up falling asleep on top of Finn in the middle of the floor so she didn't notice Jess and Cara talking.
"So who are you? I've never see you around with this lot before," Jess said glancing around at the group. Luke was asleep on a couch with one hand supporting his head and a beer in the other. Lorelai had her head his lap and she was half hanging off the couch.
Rory and Finn were asleep with Rory directly on top of Finn. Logan and Kim were making out on another couch and Steph and Colin were nowhere to be seen. Robert and Seth were chatting it up with two other girls that Jess didn't know.
"I'm Cara McIntyre…Twister and Ryan's nanny. And you are?" Cara said feeling slightly giddy from the drinks she had.
"Jess Mariano," he told her.
Instantly Cara remembered that this was the jerk who caused that fight with Rory and Finn…but he was SO cute!
"Nice to meet you," Cara smiled.
They talked for a long time and found that they had a lot in common. Jess agreed to stop by and see her sometime during the week.
A/N: I know, this chapter is short and sucky but I'm in a foul mood and I think it would be better to stop here then ruin the whole story. Sorry that it's such a disappointment.