A.N. Ok this might suck because wrote this chapter really fast. I haven't been able to update earlier like I wanted to because I went to The Warped tour and I got super burnt, actually I got fried and couldn't move or think. And I may not be able to update for a while cause I'm going to another concert and might need a couple days for recovery.
So I'll update as soon as I can, but if I get enough reviews I might get my bruised and painful body and update.

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Rory, Logan, and Lorelai walk into the Rose Room of the country club. The place was elaborately decorated. You would think a wedding ceremony was being held. And like all engagement parties, there is embarrassing, over sized pictures of the couple. But no doubt about it, the place was beautiful.

Rory stops and observes the place. "The Rose room."

"Yeah, I told Grandma that this was the place you two first kissed and she decided it would fit well." Lorelai says.

"It was actually the country club dressing room." Logan adds with a smile.

"I know, but you can't fit 150-200 people in there." Lorelai confirms.

Rory turns to Lorelai, "What? I don't even know 200 people."

"Well, that's what you get when Grandma plans the events."

"Grandma is certainly off my wedding planner list."

Lorelai scoffs, "You wish."

Rory asks, "But why are there so many people coming? I thought engagement parties were supposed to be tiny and personal?"

"This is more like an announcement." Emily adds when she sneaks up behind the group.

"Holy." Lorelai gets startled. "Wow, mom. You want to give a little warning when you sneak up like that?"

"I did not sneak."

"Grandma, the place looks absolutely beautiful-"

"Doesn't it?"

"But I still don't understand, why so many people?"

"We should let people celebrate the perfect union of you two. The more the merrier. Besides, don't get too worked up, it's not like they're actually going to be invited to the wedding. I was thinking small and intimate for the wedding, what do you think, Rory?"

"I want whatever Logan wants." Rory turns to Logan.

"What? You're actually going to include me in the wedding plans?"

"Well, you're getting married too. I'm not doing it on my own."

"I know but I thought that was my only job."

"Job?"

"No, not job, I just thought that women like to do that stuff. I thought they thrive on wedding plans."

"Right, because all we women like to do is spend money, right?" Rory says accusingly.

"No, that's not what I meant- You know what? I'm digging myself in a deeper hole here; I'm just going to shut up."

Rory slightly chuckles at Logan and turns to Emily. "Small and intimate sound perfect grandma."

Emily looks at both Logan and Rory. "You guys are so adorable. Your little banters are so cute."

"Aren't they? It's nauseating." Lorelai adds.

"Rory, that dress is absolutely divine." Emily directs to Rory.

"Thank you. I like it too. Logan actually picked it out and bought it."

"Really?"

Logan looks at Rory. "I do have a knack for finding beautiful things."

"How sweet? Wasn't that sweet, Rory?"

"It was." Rory kisses Logan's cheek, but before pulling away she whisper in his ear for only he can hear. "Kiss ass."

"You love it." He whispers back.

"Rory, I was meaning to ask you. When do you start the job at The Times?"

"Monday." The realization hits her and she starts to panic. "Oh my God. That's in two days. I guess I was too excited to tell them I don't live in New York." Rory looks at Logan. "Logan, what are we going to do?"

"I-"

Logan is cut off by Emily. "Shira and I were talking about that this morning. Apparently the Huntzbergers has a penthouse a block away from the Times' office."

"Oh, yeah. We used to use it when my father threw parties in New York."

"Well, Shira has offered to give it to you two as an engagement present." They see Shira walk toward them. "Here she is now."

"What are we chatting about?" Shira asks.

"I was just telling them about the penthouse in New York."

"Oh, yes. It's yours if you guys want it. You guys can move in as soon as you can. And Logan, your grandfather is l etting you transfer to one of the papers in New York."

"That's great." Logan says.

"Well you both deserve it. I'm so proud of you two. Journalism won't know what hit them."

"I should attend to the last minute touches." Emily adds.

"Yes, so much to do, so little time." Shira says.

"Do you need any help?" Rory asks.

"No, no. You're part is to stand there and look beautiful. Just relax. We'll see you two later. Come on Lorelai."

"Wait- what?"

"You're helping."

"Who said that?"

"I did, now come on."

Lorelai reluctantly follows the elder ladies, but not before giving a 'help me' look to Rory. Rory just chuckles it off.

"Are you prepared to be fake and meet all the socialites?" Logan asks

Rory smiles. "I have my smile all set and ready."

"That a girl."

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The party went uneventful. All it consisted of was best wishes from people they didn't know. But they did have to admit the bar was stocked and they did have excellent food. After making the rounds, the usual group of Colin, Finn, Rory, Logan, Stephanie, and some others, ended up making a sub-party in one of the other rooms.

Rory and Logan walk into the apartment they share or considering that they start packing and moving tomorrow, the apartment they shared. Rory looks around.

"I just got settled in too."

"We'll we're moving on to bigger and better things. You'll love it, the place is beautiful."

"Speaking of better things. Can you believe your sister is pregnant? You're going to be an uncle. Awww. Uncle Logan."

"And Aunt Rory."

Rory smiles. "Oh, yeah. I forget sometimes." Logan looks at her confused. "Not forget more like, 'Is this really happening?' or 'Is this even real?'."

"It's real."

They walk into their room. They both start to change into their sleepwear. After changing they both climb into their bed, exhausted from their earlier event. They move closer to each other.

"You know what I was thinking of naming out kids?" Logan speaks up.

"What?" Rory looks up at Logan.

"Matthew for a boy and Ashley for a little girl."

"No." Rory states.

"What? Why not?"

"They're too common. They'll get mixed up and wonder who's calling them."

"Then what do you prefer?" Logan asks.

"If we have a boy first, Wayan or if we have him later, Linden."

Logan chuckles. "I don't think so."

"What?"

"We'll discuss the boy names later, what about a girl."

"For a girl I was thinking either Lavinia or Velouria."

"Are you serious?"

"Yes."

"We are not naming our little girl after songs."

"Hey. I love those songs."

"I know, so do I. But do we really have to name our kid after either of them?"

"They could have a story to tell when people ask where she got her name from. She can say she got it from a kick ass song and not say her dad got Ashley from half the population."

"Hey, Ashley is a cute name for a little girl."

"It is, just like it's cute for the millions of Ashley's out there."

"I'm not going to win this argument am I?"

"Not a chance."

"I'll think about it."

"Thank you." Rory cuddles closer to Logan as she closes her eyes.

"By the way, there's no chance in hell I'm naming our boy Linden." He turns off the light.

"Logan-"

"Goodnight."

Rory chuckles and closes her eyes again.

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