I poke my head into the room carefully. "Mom?"

"Rory? Where have you been?"

"My wake up call was for seven fifteen." I remind her. "How long have you been up?" I step into the room to find her pacing.

She pauses in her path. "Since five." She admits.

I smile a bit. "Five am exists?"

"Very funny Rory."

I walk over to her, and pull her into a hug. "You're getting married today." I whisper.

"What if he decides to leave?"

I pull back and smile. "Never happen." I remind her. "The hairstylist gets here in a half hour, which means Grandma gets here at the same time. You ready?"

She breathes deeply. "God I hope so."

As the stylist finishes Mom's hair, I can feel her beginning to relax. "Everything is on schedule downstairs?" she asks again.

"Sookie has everything under control. She'll be up any minute to start getting ready herself." I acknowledge.

She nods, and moves to the dresser quickly.

"Lorelai, not so quickly, you'll ruin your hair!" Grandma clips.

"I'm fine Mom." She lifts an eyebrow at her mother. "Besides, there's so much stuff in my hair right now a tornado couldn't move it."

She pulls out a small package, and holds it towards me. "Can you get this to Luke?"

I take it quietly, and nod. "Yeah. Should I stay to find out what he thinks?"

"I'd like that."

I hurry out of the room, and move quickly down the hall where I knock softly on the door. When it cracks open, I see Finn's face. "What are you doing here love? Aren't you supposed to be keeping your mum from killing your grandma?"

I shrug. "I come bearing word from the bride for her groom, may I enter?"

"Only if it's good news. It is good news, right?" he pulls the door open further, and I kiss his cheek softly.

"It's a present." I step in, and notice Luke is scouring the room for something. "Are you okay Luke?"

He stops abruptly to look at me carefully. "You won't tell your Mom?"

I wince. "Tell her what?"

"That I lost the cufflinks she picked out."

Thank god. I thought it was something important. "I promise not to tell as long as you take a break in order to open a present from her."

He crosses the room. "Sure."

I hand him the package, and he moves to the small desk chair to open the letter. He reads through it slowly, and I feel Finn's arms come around me from behind as I realize Luke is reading a second, smaller note placed inside with Mom's. When he finishes, he opens the small box slowly, and I see a small pair of cufflinks. Only my mom.

He glances over at me, and holds up the box. "Would you mind helping me with these?"

I nod, and move closer to carefully place them into the small holes on the sleeves of his shirt. "These aren't the ones she picked out." I notice suddenly.

He meets my eyes. "No, she apparently returned those after finding these in my storage locker, attached to the second note there. My mom left them for me. Her father and grandfather wore them at their weddings, and so did my dad."

I feel my chest tighten a bit. "You know she's down the hall convinced you're not going to like this, right?" I remind him softly.

He stands, and pulls me into a tight hug. "Tell her nothing could have been better. She gave me my parents on our wedding day. It's perfect." He lets go, and crosses to a small duffle bag on the bed to pull out a gift. "Would you take mine over to her?"

When I step back into the room, Mom looks up nervously. "Did he like them?"

I smile. "Do you want the quote or the paraphrase?"

"The quote."

"Nothing could have been better. You gave him his parents on your wedding day. It's perfect." I smile as her face splits into a grin.

"He really said that?"

"He really did." I extend the small box he gave me towards her. "This is for you. Obviously it's from Luke."

Carefully, she opens the card envelope, and pulls out a note card. She places it to the side, and then picks up the box, opening it slowly to reveal another piece of paper. She glances at me, and smiles. "He put me on the insurance for the diner as co-owner."

"That's a very strange grooms gift." Grandma offers, and Mom lifts an eyebrow at her.

"I've been bugging him about wanting to be able to go behind the counter to get my own coffee since we met. His excuse was always that I wasn't insured and if I got hurt, he'd be in trouble. This isn't about my being on the insurance as it is 'free coffee for life except during any pregnancies that may or may not occur'."

"You're going to give up coffee if you get pregnant?" I ask suddenly.

She grins and holds up the card. "According to this, if I don't, he'll pull me off the insurance."

"Wow. Giving you a carafe and unlimited access to the actual pot in two days. He must really love you to know you that well."

"What carafe?" Grandma asks.

"Luke bought a carafe for me at the diner. He showed it to me yesterday. That way I wouldn't keep asking him for coffee, or so he claims."

Grandma's eyes go wide. "He truly does know everything about how to make you happy, doesn't he?"

I see Mom freeze. "Yeah. He does." She whispers.

Grandma nods. "Well then, let's get you dressed and married to the man of your dreams."

Mom stands slowly, and moves towards Grandma. Stopping in front of her, she pauses. "I love you Mom." She whispers before pulling a stunned Grandma into her arms.

I feel the tears build up in my eyes, and shake my head a bit. "Have I got a couple minutes before I have to put on my dress?" I ask quickly.

Mom and Grandma turn to me, and Mom starts. "Yeah, but…"

"I'll help you with your dress Lorelai. Let's give Rory a few minutes."

Mom nods, and I quickly hurry back down the hall to the room where Finn is helping Luke. I knock on the door rapidly, and meet Finn's eyes as he pulls open the door quickly. "Are you super busy?" I ask him.

He lifts an eyebrow. "Other than helping Luke tie the bowtie that Lorelai wants him to wear?"

I look at Luke, and then at Grandpa. "Grandpa, you can help him, right? I mean, Grandma is helping Mom with her dress."

Luke looks surprised, but nods. "Go ahead, we'll figure it out."

I grab Finn's hand and pull him down the hall into our room, where I promptly begin to pace.

"Love?" he asks softly, and I freeze to look at him. "Love, come here." He whispers, holding out his hand. I take it and move into his arms, burying my face in his chest. "What happened?"

I turn my head to the side slightly while wrapping my arms more tightly around him. "Grandma called Luke the man of Mom's dreams." I whisper. "She wasn't being polite, and it wasn't as a veiled insult. She just…saw it."

He pulls back slightly and I meet his eyes. "Why are you upset?"

"I shouldn't be." I close my eyes. "I really shouldn't be. My Mom and Luke are perfect for each other. They've been in love for years, most of those years they didn't even know it. Luke has been the Dad my father never was. But…do you know what flashed through my brain when Grandma finally accepted him? All of a sudden, I realized that now the Haydens are never going to accept me. My parents are never going to be together so there's not even a slim chance that Dad's parents are ever going to want to be a part of my life. How stupid is that? This is the happiest day of my mother's life and all I can think about is myself."

His arms tighten around me, and I feel him kiss the top of my head. "They will see it one day. Your grandparents would have to be blind not to see how amazing you are, how much you would bring to their lives."

"I'm supposed to be happy today." I whisper.

"Did it occur to you that maybe it's the fact that you're happy that's making you upset?"

I pull back to look at him carefully. "I'm sorry, what?"

He shrugs. "It's a theory I'm working on. Actually, I've been working on it since I told you about Anelicania. Sometimes, I think I feel guilty about being happy. Like I'm not supposed to, because she's not here to be happy next to me."

"That's stupid, she would want you to be happy."

"Precisely."

I smile a bit. "I'm being stupid, aren't I?"

"No. You're allowed to feel whatever you want to love. You know that."

I breathe deeply. "I guess it just sort of hit me that they probably wouldn't come if I invited them to my wedding, and that hurts. It's not my fault my parents had me when they were 16."

"No, it's not." He leans down and touches his lips to mine softly. "It's not your fault." He repeats.

"I just said that." I remind him.

"And I'll keep telling you until you believe it." he kisses my forehead. "It's not your fault."

I nod slowly, and take a few more deep breaths. "I love you." I whisper. "So much that I can't think straight sometimes."

"That's probably a good things seeing as I've been known to experience the same thing myself. I love you very much pet."

I relax against him once more, and sigh. "I suppose I should go finish getting ready for the wedding."

"I suppose you should." He buries his face in my shoulder, and neither of us moves.

There's a knock at the door suddenly, and it opens slightly. "If the two of you are naked, I'm going to kill you." Logan's voice clips. "Luke and Lorelai are ready, the wedding – not your wedding I might add – is now waiting on you."

I glance at him and stick my tongue out. "Very funny." I pull back and tilt my head. "Should we go marry my mom off?"

"I do believe we should."

We're standing just inside the Inn, and I glance at Mom. "You ready for this?"

She nods slowly. "I think I've been ready for a very long time."

I take her hand, and she reaches out to take Grandma's hand. "Let's go."

We walk out the doors, and climb into the large carriage that's taking us to the town square. As we get closer, I notice Grandma's eyes watering slightly, and I smile a bit. "You okay Grandma?"

She nods. "It's beautiful." She admits, referring to the path of lights that Mom made sure lined the road between the Inn and the gazebo. "You're very good at this, aren't you?" she asks Mom softly.

Mom nods. "I learned from the best." She whispers, and Grandma seems surprised. "Hey, don't look at me like that. You try growing up with you without picking up a few tricks here and there."

We pull up slowly, and Sookie smiles as she opens the carriage door. I smile at Finn as he helps Grandma down, leading her down the aisle to start the procession. Sookie winks at me when Grandma is halfway there, and leaves herself as I grip Grandpa's hand to step down. "Hey Grandpa." I say softly.

"Hello Rory. You look lovely."

"Thanks." I begin to make my way down the aisle, and as I reach my place at the end of the aisle, I realize upon looking up that we can't actually see the carriage from here. Sneaky. I didn't know she was going to torture him like that. Quietly, the guests stand, and I see Mom and Grandpa appear at the end of the aisle. I risk a glance at Luke and notice the awe in his eyes. I move my gaze to Finn, and he nods softly. I nod back, and then shift my attention back to Mom.

I'm sure if you asked Luke, he wouldn't be able to tell you that Mom's dress was an intricately beaded white silk dress, strapless and perfectly princess-like. That he wouldn't be able to describe the soft fur shrug she wore to keep her arms from freezing in the winter cold. But I guarantee he remembers the look in her eyes when she realized he had her ring engraved without telling her. I glance around the dining room of the Inn with a smile, and let my gaze fall on Finn, standing in the corner talking to Logan and Steph. He glances up, and winks at me. I laugh a bit, and move across the room to join them.

"What took you so long?" Steph asks. "All you had to do was talk to the DJ."

I lean against Finn's side and shrug. "I got distracted. Did you see the look on Mom's face when Luke showed her the engraving?"

"What engraving?" Finn asks suddenly.

I look up at him. "I thought you knew. Luke had her ring engraved with the date they met, today's date, and an infinity symbol."

"He's setting the bar entirely too high."

"On that note, I'm going to take Steph for a turn around the dance floor."

I look up into Finn's eyes as they walk away. "You know that if this ever happens for us I wouldn't compare, right?"

He smiles. "I'm aware, so long as you're aware that I refuse to get caught up in wedding fever and propose simply because we're here."

I smile. "Good."

"So, your mum is safely married, now what?"

I shrug. "Finish my midterms?"

"You're honestly going to spend the next two weeks catching up from everything you missed by going to the house with me, aren't you?"

"Of course I am."