Houston, We Have a Problem

By Kyizi

Disclaimer: Gilmore Girls and all related items do not belong to me. Only the Story and its related original ideas and characters are mine. No copyright infringement intended.

Rating: PG-13.

Spoilers: Up to and including 5x10, 'But Not As Cute As Pushkin'.

Distribution: Please ask, the answer will likely be yes.

Pairing: Rory/Logan

Feedback: is a gift. It's nice to give.

Notes: Okay, again I've been AWOL. Will not bother to give you excuses, you deserve better after the feedback you've all been getting and I'm sorry. You guys ROCK. Thank you so much and I hope you continue to enjoy it.

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Part Seven

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"Hey Luke!"

He looked up at her and nodded, before frowning at Logan. "Who're you?"

"Luke, this is Logan Huntzberger. He's a…friend from Yale," Rory said haltingly. She didn't particularly want to be the one to tell Luke and she knew her mother could handle him a lot better. However, he was looking at her suspiciously and she didn't want to lie to him. "Coffee?" she asked as a disctraction.

"I guess. You, too?" he asked, almost accusingly.

"Yes, thank you, Sir."

Rory smothered a smile as Luke frowned, clearly not uncomfortable. He placed two cups on the counter and began to pour. "It's Luke."

Logan nodded and accepted the coffee when Luke pushed them his way, handing them to Rory. He pulled out his wallet and paid as Rory found a table. A few moments later, he joined her.

"Wow, he's…intense."

Rory grinned cheekily and leaned closer to him so that no one would overhear. "He's your new daddy!"

Logan's face paled. "Excuse me?"

She giggled. "He's mom's boyfriend."

"Right." Logan glanced over to the counter where Luke was arguing with Kirk. "He's going to kill me, isn't he?"

"Slowly and painfully," Rory said, nodding her head.

"Gee, thanks, Ace. It's nice to know you'll cry over me."

She shrugged. "What can I say; I'm only in this for the money. You die and I, as your loving fiancé, will get all your money."

"So that's why you agreed?" he said playfully.

"Why else?" She grinned.

"Of course." They exchanged a smile, neither feeling the need to break the silence.

"Rory, dear, who is this charming young man?"

Looking up, Rory saw Miss Patty leering at Logan and had to stifle a smile. Logan, however, took it in his stride. He stood up kissed the back of her had when she took hold of his outstretched one.

"You must be Miss Patty, Rory has told me all about you."

"Really?" Patty glanced at Rory looking rather like the cat who got the cream. "I must say, you're quite a fine specimen of young man. Rory, I like your choice." She winked at Logan before making for the doorway. Throwing a backwards glance at Logan she smiled, before running off to spread the news of Rory's good-looking new boyfriend.

"You realise that everywhere you go you will now be hounded by her? She will follow you, create a shrine in your honour, and then, when you least expect it, she'll drug you and drag you to the nearest church to marry you."

"Then I guess it's lucky I have a fiancé who's fight for me, then, isn't it?"

"Really? Where? I'll have to meet her. I know if it were me, I'd want front row tickets."

Rory wasn't quite sure when it had happened, but they were leaning across the table, almost nose to nose with each other. Her breath felt slightly laboured and the butterflies in her stomach were relentless, but she refused to be the one to break the spell.

"Wow, and this won't give anyone ideas."

They both jumped back and Rory smiled at her mum, trying to get force her heart rate back to normal. "Mom, I didn't see you there."

"Really? I wonder why? Could it be because you and Limo Boy were happily drowning in each others eyes?" Lorelai finished melodramatically.

"Shut up."

Lorelai frowned. "That's not a comeback. That died a worse death than the Spice Girls Reunion Tour."

Rory frowned. "The Spice Girl's did a reunion tour?"

"I thought they all hated each other now?" Lane said questioningly as she joined them.

"See, my point exactly," Lorelai said, grasping for straws. "No one even noticed."

"If you're going to insult me, at least get your facts right."

"If you're going to come up with crappy comebacks, you should expect me to…to…"

"Fail miserably at putting me back in my place?"

"Exactly!"

Rory smirked and glanced at Logan who was clearly amused by the exchange. She glanced at Lane, noticing that Luke was standing close by, staring at them. "Mom?"

"What?"

"Can you please do tell Luke now?"

"Why?" Lorelai said.

"Because he keeps looking at us funny."

"Oh, honey, that's just Luke. He always looks funny."

"Mom," she pleaded.

Lorelai sighed dramatically. "Okay. The things I do for my offspring."

"Thank you, mommy."

"You're welcome, sweetheart."

Rory frowned as she stood. "You're really going to enjoy telling him aren't you?"

"Well, the fact that I'll have to stop him from killing your pretty boy is far outweighed by the fact that that little vein in his forehead that gives me so much pleasure to excersize is likely to explode. It may be messy, but will cause his face to turn a pretty shade of purple before it does."

"You're crazy."

"Thank you."

Lorelai turned to Lane. "Will you look after the Diner?"

"Is it likely to take long? We have band practice tonight."

"Nah, you'll be fine." Lane nodded and Lorelai went to the counter to drag a protesting Luke up the stairs.

"He's really going to kill me, isn't he?"

Rory shrugged. "If we're lucky, my mom'll get really slutty and make him forget all about it."

Logan paused. "It's really rather disturbing that you can say sentences like that without being creeped out."

"Oh, it creeps me out. However, I'm mostly desensitised. My mother ensured that at an early age. She has big strip club plans for my twenty-first."

Logan smirked. "Do I get to come?"

Rory pondered it for a moment. "We'll see how big the rock is and then we can negotiate."

"I think I'm going to like this engagement."

Rory smiled, meeting his gaze. "Yeah, I think I am, too."

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End of Part Seven

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