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Chapter Three – Calm
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Calm.
Logan Huntzberger was calm… finally.
He, as usual, was confident that he had everything right, and he hadn't ever had a problem with nerves, so he was left in his current state of calm.
Shockingly though, since he lived for anything out of the ordinary, he was quite alright with this newfound calmness. But it had always been that way; for some reason Rory had that effect on him, not the he was complaining or anything.
She made him want to work and even change to become everything that she both saw and wanted in him. And while Logan definitely wasn't the sort to change for others, in this case he didn't even noticing himself changing, no, growing from his fiancées influence.
Fiancée – he hadn't quite thought of it like that before, but now as his navigation system alerted him that his drive was over, he found that he was already looking forward to the new title, not that his Ace needed a new nickname.
Logan was enveloped in a sort of calm before the storm, goodness knows those nerves would be put to good work soon enough, but for now he was content with being calm.
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Calm.
Rory Gilmore was the antithesis of calm.
As soon as she stepped out the front door, following in her mother's footsteps, she found herself also following her mother in gasping. Logan was there – her Logan was there in her Stars Hollow – and somehow it didn't seem quite as odd as it should have.
At least that was her original sentiment, before the typical unvoiced freak-out began. What was he doing here? Why was he driving so soon after the accident? And more importantly, why was she not worried about any of this, and instead only the fact that he was there?
There were answers to unacknowledged questions accompanied by plenty more questions with unknown answers rapidly firing around Rory's brain, but she knew one thing – this was why she loved him (and if she was completely honest, why she wanted to spend her forever with him).
He was so spontaneous and so, for lack of a better word, uncalm.
Not that she would have minded at this particular instant for her usually controlled demeanour to overpower the craziness, which was undoubtedly Logan's influence, in her mind. But for the most part, Rory enjoyed leaving the calm for the storm, and she wouldn't have it any other way – she was finally embracing the chaos.
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Rory didn't have any clue as to why Logan was there, all she knew was that she was happy to see him, and that maybe, just maybe, this could be the final step in the road to the two people she loved most seeing eye to eye.
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There was an uncanny silence between the three of them, the sort of silence that their playful banter would normally have filled; but not tonight.
Logan was the first to break the silence, with his unexpected request to speak to Lorelai for a moment; an unexpected request which went relatively well with the unexpected evening.
With a nod, Lorelai led Logan inside to the kitchen which Sookie had vacated only minutes before.
"Okay," she stated, trying to remain open, although she feared that she already knew what this was about, call it the Lorelai intuition if you will.
"Okay…" Logan trailed off, finally realizing the gravity and importance of the situation. This was key to his whole plan because while in his heart he knew Rory loved him, he was quite sure that Lorelai was still undecided.
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Sensing the man's reluctance, Lorelai did what Gilmore's do best and made small talk, with a little ramble thrown in.
"Hey, so in case I didn't say it, what with your dad and all, thanks for the necklace, or rather, thanks for the thought… I still can't believe some guy, I mean not some guy, but, well, basically some guy, thought more about me on Valentines Day than my own fiancé, cause I'm sure, you know, that Luke had no inte…"
"Actually, that's sort of what I'm here about," Logan cut off, he did, after all, have plenty of experience with Rory's rambling skills.
"Really?" Lorelai asked, relieved for both the fact that her intuition had failed her and that "the Luke topic" wasn't going to be pressed.
"So, you probably want the necklace back or whatever right, I mean it does match Rory's bracelet and all," Lorelai continued, clearly misunderstanding what Logan was getting at.
"No, Lorelai, keep the necklace. Hell, it might even help you answer my next question, it would definitely fall onto the pro side," Logan said, leading up to his actual point.
"So now, keeping that in mind, I want to ask you if you would give me your permission to ask Rory to marry me?" Again, silence surrounded them, and it would seem to outsiders as if a sort of stand off was occurring.
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She couldn't believe it – she had known it, but she couldn't believe it. Never before had Lorelai ever imagined her daughter getting married at the age of twenty-one, but now she was left to make a choice; a choice that would have a huge effect on their newly rekindled mother-daughter relationship, no matter the outcome.
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