"I do."

"And do you, Lorelai Gilmore take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband, to love and to honor, through sickness and in health, till death do you part?"

"I do." Lorelai smiled brightly.

"By the power invested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

Lorelai and Luke kissed, then turned to the tiny room of only ten people. Sookie, Mia, Michel, Miss Patty, Taylor, Kirk, Jackson, Morey, Babette and of course, Rory.

As soon as Luke and Lorelai descended from the altar, Rory ran into her father's arms. Applauding filled the tiny church as the new Danes family walked out together. Luke's truck had been decorated with streamers and cans. Lorelai had taken many pictures, for she knew it would never look such a way again.

"Promise you'll be a good girl for Mia." Lorelai replied as she knelt down beside her daughter.

"I promise."

Luke came over and knelt down as well. "We'll be back in a couple of days, sweetheart." he smiled. "I'll bring you back something."

Rory couldn't ignore the fact she wanted to go with her parents, but she had come to understand that for some reason she wasn't allowed, and that was something she just had to accept.

"Will you call?" She asked hopefully.

"Every night." Lorelai remarked as she gently kissed her daughter goodbye. "I love you, sweetie."

Luke repeated the gesture, and the two were off to their quaint, but well deserved honeymoon.

"Don't be sad, darling." Mia said as she took hold of Rory's small hand. "I've got lots of fun activities planned for the two of us."

Rory glanced up at Mia, this was the closest person she had ever had to a grandmother, and Rory adored her more than anyone, next to her parents.

(Later that day at the Independence Inn.)

"Excuse me, I'm here to see Lorelai Gilmore."

Michel looked up from the desk. "I am sorry, she does not work on Sundays."

"Oh, well then can you tell me what time she will be here tomorrow?"

"She is on her honeymoon. She will not be working tomorrow." Michel replied vaguely.

"Honeymoon?" Carven suddenly pictured Luke in his mind. "With that Luke guy, huh?"

"Sure." Michel turned his focus back to his check in book.

"Who's taking care of Rory?"

Michel exhaled deeply. "Sir, I am not paid to give out personal information about the employees."

"Look, Frenchie, just answer my question and I'll be out of your way."

"Mia is watching the young child." Michel answered. "Now, go away."

"With pleasure." Carven smiled.

Mia, Rory and Sookie came laughing out of the kitchen. Sookie was forming a very unique friendship with Lorelai, and had since taken an immediate liking to Rory.

"Can you help me with my homework, Mia?" Rory asked in her sweetest voice.

"Oh, my." Mia gasped. "I haven't done homework in years."

"Careful, Mia." Sookie giggled. "You're dating yourself."

Mia smiled. "That I am." She agreed. "Well, I'll do my best." Mia replied. "I'm sure I'm not as smart as your mother, but I believe I can hold my own. What are you in, uh, the first grade?"

"The second." Rory replied.

"Ah, no difference." Mia remarked. "You run along into the study, I'll be in shortly."

Rory scampered off as she was told. Mia continued to conduct her manager work and Sookie had found her way back to the kitchen. Half an hour later, Mia walked into the study to check on Rory and her homework. There lay Rory's books on an old desk, but Rory was no where to be seen.

"Rory?" Mia called. "Rory, dear, I'm here to assist you with your homework." Mia lowered her voice as if she was speaking only to herself. "My goodness, that child likes to disappear a lot."

Mia continued to search around the room, then the lobby, then the individual rooms. An hour later, panic had overtaken her body. Rory was no where to be found within the Inn.