Part 31: Dear god, what have I done?

They had liked it, no, loved it. They had cooed over it. Just like Steph said they would and just as Rory expected they would. They had the seamstress there waiting downstairs to hem it up just a bit from the bottom so that Rory wouldn't drag it when walking down the aisle. Lucy was her name. She had graying hair with sewing pins holding it in her bun that was in danger of falling out. She had kind green eyes.

It was in that moment while she stood in front of the three mirrors with the seamstress putting needles in the dress that she really realized that she was getting married. It wasn't just something that she could joke about. She was going to be Mrs. Logan Huntzberger. She put a hand to her stomach and took a calming breath.

"Are you all right, dear?" Lucy asked. Rory took another deep breath.

"I'm fine, just nerves."

"And not even your wedding day."

"I can't even to begin to imagine how that would feel like." Rory admitted as she turned away from the mirrors.

"I believe about ten times worse." Rory laughed as Lucy patted her leg. "You're all ready, do you need help getting out of it?"

"No, my fiancé's upstairs. He'll help me."

"Oh, he's seen your dress?"

"Yeah," Rory said biting her lip. "That's bad, isn't it?"

"No, of course not." Lucy said. "Did he like it?"

"Speechless."

"Well, there's a good sign."

Rory laughed again as she stepped down from the platform. "It is, isn't it? I'm going to go change. Thank you."

"Oh, you're welcome, dear. I'll have it back to you by next week. You can trust me."

"I do." Rory said as she stepped out of the room and made her way upstairs. She opened the door to her room and saw Logan lying on the bed watching the small TV that was set up on her dresser. He looked up and sat up when he saw her walk in.

"Hey, how'd it go?"

"Good, I'm leaving my dress here and Lucy will have it back to me next week. Can you?" she turned around indicating the zipper.

"Yeah." He stood up and unzipped the dress. They took a step away from each other when he removed his hands.

"Thanks." She said, one hand behind her back to keep the dress up.

"Welcome." She went into the bathroom and closed the door. She pulled the dress carefully down as to not move any of the pins and started changing.

"So who's Lucy?" Logan asked through the door.

"My seamstress."

"Your seamstress?"

"Well, she's the one fixing my dress anyway." She said putting her bra on and pulling her shirt over her head. She had left her fishnet stockings on under her dress so she pulled on her skirt and hung up her dress and zipped the garment bag back up. She took it off the hook and grabbed her boots. She opened the door and saw Logan leaning up against the jam of it causing her to run into him. He grabbed her waist to steady her and laughed.

"You okay there, Ace?"

She smiled and nodded. "Yeah, fine." He let her go and she walked out setting her dress on the bed and sat down pulling her boots on. "Ready to go pick out china patterns?" She asked with fake enthusiasm.

"Oh, you know me, you say china patterns, you think Logan Huntzberger." She stood up and laughed. Logan walked towards the door, Rory behind him. "I was thinking some with pink unicorns." She shut the door and mock-glared at him.

"Please, tell me you're joking."

"I'm dead serious."

She pushed him down the hall. "No unicorns."

"Oh, come on, Ace. A little tiny part of you wants to get them just to see the faces of all those blue-blooded people when they see the bottom of the plates."

"No unicorns." They walked down the stairs and into the dining room laughing.

"What's so funny?" Emily asked with a slight smile on her face. She shared the smile with Shira who smiled back.

"Nothing, grandma. I left my dress up in my room."

"That's fine. Now sit down. We've got a lot to talk about." Emily said as she and Shira sat down. Logan and Rory sat down next to each other at the dining table. There were different plates and champagne flutes, along with floral designs and themes covering the table.

"First, you need to decide who's going to be best man and maid of honor."

"Mom." Rory said immediately. Emily and Shira looked at Rory.

"I thought you and your mother were fighting." Emily stated.

"Doesn't matter." Rory said. "Mom's my maid of honor. Lane, Steph and Paris are my bridesmaids. Davie can be the ring bearer."

"Davie?" Shira asked.

"Sookie's son. He'd make the cutest ring bearer."

"Logan?" Shira asked.

"Hmm..." Logan said looking over at his mother.

"Your best man?"

"Not sure. I'll ask the guys and let them flip a coin. Either Colin or Finn. Either way they'll both be standing up there with me."

"Well, we need to know your best man so we can talk to him." Emily said. Logan sighed.

"I'll call." Logan said. He took out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed the dorm number.

"'ello?" A groggy voice answered the phone. He should have known Finn was still asleep.

"Finn."

"Logan?"

"Yeah, is Colin there?"

"Yeah."

"I need you guys to flip a coin."

"What for?" He heard the mattress squeak and Finn got up. He heard him moving around his room and opening the door going to the living room. He heard Finn rustling the phone before he heard Colin's voice.

"Okay, Logan, you're on speaker phone and we've got the quarter. What are we flipping for?"

"Best man." Logan said with a smirk. He would have loved to seen this fight.

"Heads!" Finn yelled.

"You always call heads!" Colin argued.

"Cause heads is my lucky side!" Finn argued right back. He heard Colin grumble and turned to Rory who was looking at him confused. He changed the phone to his other ear so Rory could hear the conversation.

"Come on, let me be heads this time!" Colin said.

"Fine!" Finn yelled. "Now flip!"

"Interference, we flip again." Colin said.

"No catching, it has to drop on the ground."

"Deal." Colin must have flipped the coin because there was silence on the other line. They heard a faint clink.

"It hit the table!" Finn argued.

"Bullshit, it didn't hit anything!"

"It's not fair!" Finn yelled. "I called heads before you." Then they heard a slamming door. Logan turned to Emily.

"Colin is my best man." He said with a smirk. "Colin, you still there?"

"You know what I love about this coin?" Colin asked.

"No, what?"

"The fact that either way I would have won."

"A double-sided coin, Colin?" Logan asked with a laugh. Rory chuckled before turning away from the phone and studying the designs in front of her.

"What can I say, I'm a determined man."

"Finn is going to be pissed."

"Ah, he'll be fine. All he needs is a Foster's and a redhead and he'll be as good as new."

"True, be expecting a call from Emily Gilmore soon. Have fun with your double-sided coin." Logan laughed as he hung up the phone and studied the china samples that Rory was looking at.

"Unicorns are looking better and better." She muttered. Logan laughed.

"I sort of like that one." He said pointing to one of the pictures. She looked at it and started laughing.

"Rory, what's so funny?" Emily asked looking up from her book. Shira looked up as well.

"Nothing, nothing at all," she laughed biting her lip to keep the giggles in.

"I'm serious, Ace." He whispered.

"Stop." She said shoving him.

"Come on!"

"Logan, those are worse than the unicorns."

"I don't see what's so wrong with them?"

"They're trolls!" She whispered loudly.

"I like them."

"I know what you're trying to do and it's not working."

"Oh yeah? What am I trying to do?" He asked leaning in.

"You're picking out the worst things so that I get frustrated and make you sit in the corner and let me do it. Well, it's not going to work. It didn't work for Eric Forman and it won't work for you."

"I always took you for a That 70's Show fan."

"Shhh, I'm a closet lover."

"Dirty."

Rory laughed and looked at the next page of samples. Hours and pages later, Rory and Logan were finally let go by Shira and Emily. They were standing in the foyer

"We can finish everything else. I love these colors you two picked." Shira said examining the color swatches.

"Now one more thing before you two go." Emily said.

"What is it, grandma? I need to study for a test next week."

"I have articles to write." Logan said. Rory sent him a 'what-articles?' look and Logan just shrugged.

"Well, we wanted to talk to you both about the kiss." Shira said as Rory put on her jacket.

"What kiss?" Logan asked. Rory stopped and stared at her grandmother.

"Your first kiss as a married couple of course." Emily said as if it were obvious.

"What?" Rory asked confused as to where they were going with this.

"You have to practice, Rory." Shira said with a sly smile. Rory's eyes widened.

"You're both cracked." Rory said.

"Rory!" Emily scolded. Rory shook her head.

"I am not practicing a kiss that's supposed to come from the heart. I have been a really good sport about this," Rory said, "but this is crossing the line!" She opened the door and left.

"I'll talk to you later, mom." Logan said still confused. He opened the door and saw Rory leaning up against her side of the car.

"Ace…"

"Open the car, Logan."

"Ace, listen to me!"

"Open the car, Logan." She gritted out. He sighed and unlocked it. She wrenched the car door open got in and slammed it closed. He went around to his side and got in, closing the door a bit softer than she had.

"Ace…"

"Can we just not talk about it?"

"Fine." He started the car and backed out. They made their way back to Yale in complete, strained silence. The minute he parked Rory was out of the car and stalking towards her dorm. He grabbed his book bag from the back seat and ran after her after locking his door. He grabbed her arm.

"Calm down."

"They're crazy." She said pointing to some unknown direction.

"I know, Ace, believe me I know. Come on, we'll stay in your dorm for a while."

"Why can't you go to yours?"

"Finn's pissed its better if I don't go there right now."

"So you're hiding out in my dorm?"

"I've got my laptop and books. I can study there."

She gave a nod and sighed. "I'm sorry."

He looked over at her and cocked his head to the side. "For what?"

"For acting the way I did." She opened her purse and took out her keys. She unlocked the door and let him in before walking in herself. She closed the door and searched for Paris. Probably at Doyle's she thought. "It just caught me off guard."

"You weren't the only one, Ace."

She smiled. "I know you're also in this situation, Logan, don't think I don't"

"I know you do." He smiled sadly at her. She gave a sigh before opening the door to her room and letting him in. She closed the door and sat on her bed taking off her boots.

"I'm going to go change real quick. You can sit at the desk. I'll do my work on the bed." He gave a nod as she grabbed some jeans and walked out of the room. He sat down at her desk and grabbed his laptop from his bag as well as his books. Now that he actually had a chance he might as well study. He opened the book and opened the document he had been working on weeks before and continued where he left off, stopping at times to highlight a certain part in his textbook.

"When you said study, I didn't actually think you were going to do it." Rory teased as she came back in wearing the same shirt, only having changed into jeans.

"Believe it or not, Miss Gilmore, I actually take schoolwork seriously."

"Well, color me surprised." She laughed as she got on her bed and propped open her laptop. "Can I ask you a few questions?"

Logan frowned and turned to her. "For what?"

"The LDB article. I still haven't finished it."

"You are procrastinating." He accused.

"It's not that, I swear. It's just I can't seem to get the ending right, and I feel like something's missing. There was something you said." She said tapping her fingers on the keys lightly. "Before we went to the party, about the initiation."

"I was wondering when you were going to ask about it." He smirked.

"I had asked about the initiations that the foundies had to go through, in which you replied 'what's your greatest fear?' What did you mean by that?"

"Just that, what do you fear most?"

"Lot of things." She laughed. "I can't narrow it down."

"Well, that's what the LDB does. We narrow it down and make you face that fear." She frowned in confusion and Logan continued "Evie's greatest fear was drowning ever since her cousin drowned when she was five. It's a long story. So when she found the LDB, we had to initiate her. We found out that she feared drowning."

"So what'd you do?"

"It's two parts." He said standing up and sitting on the bed with her. "One part is facing that fear. The other is trust. So we had a tank filled with water, she went through the blood ritual and the sacrificing of a virgin." He teased.

"Logan." She warned.

"When she went through the swearing in part, she had to get into the tank. She was allowed to choose one person to help her out if the need arose. One person she trusted in that group."

"She chose Finn."

"She did, and she understood what she needed to do. We weighed her down just enough so that she would stay under, but it would be easy to get her out. She could stay in as long as she wanted to. A minute to five. As long as she could. But she had to trust in the fact that Finn was there to help her if she needed it. And she did. She stayed in for about five minutes. When she finally started to swim upwards, with the weights holding her down, Finn had to grab her and help her up. And she was in."

"Isn't it dangerous though?" Rory asked. "What if she didn't know how to swim? Or if she was so scared that she opened her mouth."

"She had to trust that Finn would help her. She put her life in Finn's hands. And that's what the LDB is. We do lots of stupid stunts. I mean, look at what we were originally going to do in Disneyland."

"Jump off the castle." she said more to herself than him. He gave a nod.

"But the plans were faulty and too dangerous. Plus the landing was really rough for everyone. That's one thing we never do. We never put people in unnecessary danger. You've got to understand that too. If you know that the stunt is going to endanger someone, you plan something else. Of course there are always those unplanned landings." He laughed. "In which case we've got paramedics on standbys and all locations are close to hospitals."

"You think everything through."

"We do. Evie wasn't in any danger when she got into that tank. And we never forced her to get in. We didn't bind her and throw her in. We explained the situation and believe me, she had a few doubts before agreeing. She knew Finn better than any of us which is why she chose him. She got in willingly."

"In a way it's a good thing... the way you go about it."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know." Rory laughed. "I really don't know. But to me it doesn't sound life threatening. It sounds... you know that trust exercise?"

"There are lots."

"Where one person stands on a table backwards? And there's a group standing below you. and you've got to trust that when you fall backwards they're going to catch you?"

"Yeah."

"There's always that nagging feeling in the back of your head that they're going to get distracted and let you fall on your ass. And it seems like with the LDB, you don't get the nagging feeling. You know that they'll be there and catch you when you fall."

"Looks like you found your ending." He said with a smile.

She smiled back. "Looks like." She looked back at the keys on her keyboard and tapped her fingers to the keys before typing. She felt Logan about to get up from the bed, but sat back down and moved a bit. She bit her lip, but continued to type.

"Hey Ace?" She stilled her fingers and looked up.

"Yeah?"

He ran a hand through his hair and sighed. "Promise you won't get mad?"

She stared at him blankly before blinking and frowning. "Depends. What is it?"

"Well, I've been thinking."

"Okay, before you enlighten me, let me save this, I can tell this is big." She saved her document before closing her laptop and setting it on the floor. "Okay, what is it?"

"Well, like I said I was thinking."

"About?"

"About what Emily and my mom said."

"They said a lot of things today, Logan, you've got to narrow it down."

"About the kiss."

"Oh," was all she said before standing up and walking across the room. He stood up and looked at her.

"Look, the way I see it is we're going to be married, Rory."

"I know that." She snapped, then sighed. "Sorry."

"We're going to be married. And we're going to go to the party, we have to act in love Rory, we have to hug, hold hands, smile, even kiss."

"I know."

"We have to do a lot of kissing."

"You have to stop saying that word." She said.

"And, well, I was thinking."

"So you said."

"And I came up with maybe we should get one kiss out of the way. Now. Just to see how it feels like."

"And you came up with this all by yourself?"

"I did."

She crossed her arms over her chest and glared at him. "You must be proud of yourself, Huntzberger."

"I am."

"No."

"Come on." He said walking over to her. "One kiss, Rory. It's not going to kill either one of us if we have one small kiss."

"A peck on the lips?" She asked.

"A peck on the lips." He reiterated as he put his hand on her hips. She uncrossed her arms slowly and put them on his shoulders as he pulled her forward.

She bit her lip a bit more before giving a small nod. "Okay."

"Okay?"

"Okay." He smirked and she pulled back. "But you can't smirk"

"Fine." He instantly sobered as she leaned back in. He looked into her eyes before cupping her cheek and leaning forward brushing his lips against hers. He felt a chill run up his spine before leaning back and looking at her. Her eyes were closed and she was biting that lip again.

"Didn't kill you, did it?" He asked in a whisper.

"Nope." She said opening her eyes. "You?"

"Still alive."

"Good." She said before he crashed his lips onto hers. Her arms wrapped around his neck as she arched her back into him. His arms went around her waist as he turned her around and walked her slowly to her bed. He moved his lips against hers, slowly sucking at her bottom lip before running his tongue slowly tracing the outline. She opened her mouth willingly, letting him venture inside, her tongue rubbing against his. He groaned or she did, he didn't know.

She felt her knees hit the side of her bed and Logan lie her down slowly. Her head hit the pillows and he hovered over her.

"Hi." He breathed.

"Hi." She said before bringing him back to her mouth. She ran her hands at the base of his neck as he began kissing her neck, his hands running down her arms to her hips. She felt his warm hands find their way under her shirt and caress her stomach, slowly pushing the shirt upwards.

"Logan," she moaned. He was about to pull her shirt up when the door slammed open causing both of them to pull apart.

"Shit, I'm sorry, Rory, I didn't know," Rory heard Paris say. Logan looked behind him and saw Paris and Finn looking at them.

"I didn't know you were even at that stage mate." Finn smirked.

"Get out, Finn," Logan growled.

"Paris!" Rory said sitting up.

"Hey, don't get mad at me, how the hell was I suppose to know you'd be making out with your fiancée today!" Paris yelled. Rory grabbed the clock from her dresser and hurled it across the room missing Finn's head by an inch.

"Okay, okay we're going we're going, no need to get violent love." Finn said as he pushed Paris out the door and closed it. Rory laid back down as Logan continued hovering over her, theirbreathing still uneven. She squeezed her eyes shut and ran her hands through her hair trying to get her breath calm. Jeez, she couldn't think. He had fogged up her brain. No rational thought would enter her brain.

"Rory?" Then he spoke. His voice lifted the fog and the little nagging voice telling her what she had just done was wrong came back. She sat up making Logan move and got up from the bed.

"I have to go." She said pulling her shirt down and making her way to the door.

"Rory?"

"What?"

"It's your dorm." She stopped as her hand reached the knob and hit her head on the door.

"I knew that."

"Right, well, maybe I should..." he got up and grabbed his laptop and bag and started to walk out.

"Yeah… you should probably..." she started to get out of the way, but Logan, not noticing the movements, started the same way. They danced around each other for a few seconds before Logan grabbed her, lightly picked her up and moved her. She laughed quietly.

"I'll talk to you later?" He asked before opening the door.

"Yeah, later."

He gave a nod and opened the door walking out. She bit her lip and went to the door grasping the knob before turning her back on it and sitting on the floor against the door. She brought her knees to her chest and buried her face in her knees, her hands in her hair.

She had just made out with her fiancé. And the scary thing was she enjoyed it. "Dear god, what have I done?"

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AN: How was that for pent-up sexual tension? I have had that part planned out for MONTHS! So while all you complained that I take too long to get them together I had THAT up my sleeve! So boo yeah! Hahaha.

You guys have no idea how long I've been waiting to write that. You have no idea how frustrated I've been trying to get all those other chapters done so I could write this.

So I hope you enjoy. And if ANY of you complain about now them going fast I'm going to be very mad and you'll all get a page long author's note about it! Remember, you all asked for something. I provided it. I'm not changing my plot!

Kassandra