A/N: Sorry once agian a long review. I'm running out of ideas so please give me suggestions when you review.

Disclaimer: I dont own anything.

Friday night-

Logan and Rory are standing in front of the door to the Gilmore Mansion. They decided that they should wait for Luke and Lorelia before going to the lion's den.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" asked Rory giving him this one last out.

"Ace, I've done this before you know." he said looking over at her.

"I know but, everytime you come here it seems like, I dont know, mass destruction comes along for the ride."

"So I've had some bad experiences with your grandparents. They still love me, your mom still loves me, you don't really care what your dad thinks, and Luke well, I'm kinda lost on the Luke front."

"How do you know I don't care what my dad thinks?"

"Because you never have before, and your not really one to start things late in life." Logan said smirking because he knew he had won.

"Ok, point taken, but..."

"But what?" Logan asked cutting her off.

"How do you know me so well?"she asked turning to face him.

"Because I love you." he said while leaning down to give her a simple passionate kiss.

Just then Luke's truck pulled up next to Logan's Viper.

"Mini-Me!" Lorelia yelled as she jumped out of the car and gave rory a big hug."And how are you Limo Boy?"

"Good. Wait Limo Boy?"

"You got my baby drunk for the very first time when she was 16. You brought her home in a limo." she said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Luke came up to them." Is anyone gonna ring that damn bell?"

"Since when are you in such a hurry to get inside Luke?" asked Rory.

"The sooner we get in the sooner we get out." Luke said looking at the door as if it was the devil himself.

Just then the front door opened up and Emily was standing there.

"What are all of you doing out here in the cold? Get inside before you catch a cold."

"What were you doing mom?" asked Lorelia . She had the distinct feeling her mother was up to something.

"I was seeing if you were here yet. We have guests you know." she said leadin them to the living room. The four stopped in the doorway.

"Did we forget a holiday?" Rory asked her mother in a whisper.

"No. I dont think so."

"So then why guests?"

They walked into the living room and three people where sitting with thier back facing towards them. One looked to be Logan's age. The other looked to be a few years older than Lorelia. The younger one looked towards them and Rory stopped in her tracks.

"Tristan?" she asked not quite sure it was really him.

"Hey Mare."