"Finn, I have the most perfect idea. Invite Logan to come with us for my friends Christmas Eve party." Paris told her boyfriend when she met him the next morning. "He never answered the phone when Rory called."

"I know he never answered Paris, he broke up with her because she would not go with him to the engagement party. He really needed her to be there and she said no."

"You're spending time with me over the holidays and we are still going to make it for Christmas Eve at my friends and we are staying the night and making it to your place for Christmas dinner."

"So, what does your friend form High School, have to do with Logan and Rory?"

"You really do not get this do you? My best friend from High School is Rory; we are spending Christmas Eve with her. Plus I get fed at her house, my house you eat really strange things."

"Paris I don't know, how do you think he will take being tricked into going to the party of the girl who would not go with him for the Christmas holidays?"

"Look if he is not there, he will loose all hope of ever being with her again, she will get with Tristan the guy who tried to get her into bed all the time he was at Chilton with us?"

"Paris, I really think this is a bad idea. And what does this Tristan have to do with anything? She never got with him in High School, what makes you think she will now?"

"Winter is a magical time in the Gilmore house, and he will be staying the night as well."

Logan could not believe this, Finn was going with Paris and Collin was headed to his house where his girlfriend would be meeting him as she goes to Harvard, and he was headed home without Rory. It was not like they had ever discussed what they were doing for the holidays and whether the other was invited or required to attend.

He knew that Finn was leaving before noon and he was going to get on the road by five tonight that way he would miss dinner tonight and not see anyone until the following morning or early afternoon depending when he got out of bed.

He was placing the final items in his suit case when he heard Finn return to the rooms to get his bags.

"Logan? You still here?" Finn yelled from his room.

"Yeah, what did you need?"

"Paris wants to know if you want to come with us to her friends party on Christmas Eve. We will be staying the night there, then Christmas morning heading towards my house and you can come with us."

"Sure why not, it's not like I have anyone else to worry about."

"You should have asked her before last night. You know her mom is important to her."

"Whatever, Am I following you or are you driving?"

"I guess you can follow me."

"Mom, I'm home."

"Mini Me, you made it. I guess prince charming decided to not return your calls."

"I wish he would have asked before last night. It was so last minute that I did not really want to change my plans with you and Luke."

"Come on, Luke made homemade ice cream and brownies last night just for you. After I told him about our conversation, I said I was going to buy some of our good friends and he said not to that he would make it."

"Not bad, are they gooey fudge brownies?"

"They should be."

"So today is ice cream, brownies and lots of coffee to eat."

"All we have to do is go pick up the coffee from Luke."

"Ok I go get the coffee that way, I can go see Luke, and you go get a good chick flick to watch."

"Be back here in twenty?"

"Deal"

Paris and Finn pulled up to her house followed by the black SUV that belonged to Logan. Already parked in the circular drive in front to the doors was a black sports BMW that could only belong to on Tristan DuGrey.

Paris quickly jumped out of the driver's seat and raced to the parked car that was still running with the blonde still in the seat.

Upon seeing her car stop behind him and her getting out of the driver side, he quickly got out of the car to hug her when she got up to him, lifting her off the ground and swinging her around like a brother would.

They had met two summers ago when she traveled with his grandfather to his wedding. Yes he had been married; his wife had died about five months ago during child birth, which was the one part of his past that Paris knew nothing about. She did know that Natalie had passed away but she never knew how.

"Tristan, I am so glad you could make it."

"Paris, it is good to see you. I am glad you invited me to stay here." He put her down at the clearing of a throat behind him. "Oh, before I forget, I want you to meet someone."

Tristan opened the back door listening to the conversation between Paris and the two guys that had come with her. He knew one to be Finn the guy she had told him about when he was invited to come and stay, the other he was not to sure who he was but he seemed to be really good friends with Finn guy.

"Paris, this is your god-daughter, Natalie Paris DuGrey." Tristan said turning around and holding up the little girl barely five months old.

Paris turned to him and stared blankly at him holding a little girl wrapped up in a pink baby blanket.

"Oh my god. When did this happen? Natalie's dead." Paris said taking the little girl from Tristan's arms.

"Natalie died during child birth leaving me with this little one. We were already planning on naming a girl after you, but when she died I changed it a little."

"Come on lets go get warmed up before she gets sick out here." Paris quickly said walking towards the front door with the child held tightly toward her. The three boys quickly followed with the luggage.