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A/N: This chapter is really short, but I am giving you 4 chapters in one sitting so I don't want to hear any complaining. Hehe

"Are you sure you want to do this now?" Tristan asked as he handed her the phone.

"Yes. I was always told to call day or night. Besides, I'll bring her coffee when we get back to the States. If it was my daughter I would want to know right away."

"Ok. If you're sure." He said with a chuckle. He figured it was about four in the morning in Connecticut, Lorelei would be pissed. She put the Speakerphone on and listened to the ringing.

"Hello?" Luke barely managed.

"Luke, this is Rory. Wake mom up."

"Rory? Are you ok?" He said a little more alert this time.

"I'm fine but I do need to talk to mom." She listened as Lorelei woke up, slowly.

"Dead or bleeding?" She asked groggily.

"Neither," Rory confessed.

"Then why are you calling me?"

"I'm in France."

"What? I thought you said you were in France."

"I am."

"What!" She heard Luke say as she stifled a giggle.

"But wait, there's more."

"What more could there possibly be than, I'm in France."

"I'm getting married?" There was dead silence on the line. Tristan looked at Rory, waiting for some sign of life on the other side of the world. "Mom? Are you ok?"

"You're getting married." She repeated just to clarify.

"Well, not any time soon but yes." Then the tears started.

"Oh my God. Oh my God! Luke, they're engaged!"

"I'm sorry for calling right away, I know the time difference kind of sucks but I thought you would want to know."

"Of course. Um, God I need coffee. What are you doing in France? How did he propose? What does it look like? The ring I mean."

"Oh, it's white gold with a two carat diamond, and smaller diamonds on either side. It's absolutely gorgeous." She smiled at Tristan. "He decided to surprise me and took me to France, but don't worry, we'll be back by Tuesday. We stepped into his chateau and within like five minutes he just blurted it out. Then he handed me a list of all the reasons I should say yes."

"He gave you a list? How romantic." She deadpanned. "Wait, he has a chateau?"

"Hey! I thought it was pretty good." Tristan interjected.

"Oh, hello future son-in-law. Welcome to the family. I'm sorry, remember no coffee."

"It's a miracle she's talking at all." Rory added.

"Do you want me to tell Miss Patty and Babette?"

"Absolutely."

"No." Tristan and Rory both said at the same time. Rory shot him a look. "What?"

"They deserve to know."

"Fine," Tristan gave up. "But I'm not going to be anywhere near them for at least a couple of weeks."

"They don't have our phone number or anything right? I'm not going to come home to a thousand messages." Rory compromised.

"No, I'll tell them to keep the congrats to a personal level only." Lorelei tried to laugh but she was too tired.

"Ok, well, I'll let you get back to sleep and I'll see you when I get back to the States."

"Alright, Congratulations you two. I love you."

"Thanks. Love you too." She hung up the phone and looked at Tristan.

"One down, two to go." Tristan replied.

"Somehow I think that the last two will be the hardest." Rory said. "Richard and Emily will be happy, but way too energetic. I don't want them to plan our life. I like our life." She said as she crawled into his lap.

"Would you rather tell my parents? Seriously, I'll trade you in a heartbeat."

"I'm not telling your parents. They need to hear it from you. Be sure to add 'I don't want you to plan our life'."

"Oh, I've got an even better idea." He said as he grabbed the phone.

"What are you doing? You can't wake them up at this hour."

"No one is home. Well at least in regard to my parents." He dialed the number.

"Hello?" Came a very groggy voice.

"I asked Rory to marry me." Tristan grinned.

"Yeah, so." Noah said, pissed that he had called so early.

"She said yes." Rory smiled. As Tristan went off explaining the situation, she noticed his face. He was beaming. She couldn't wipe the grin off her face either. They may be crazy, but they were a happy crazy.

OOOOO

As soon as they got home, they called the Gilmores and the DuGrays and told them the good news. Emily was a little upset that Rory didn't come and tell her in person, but she couldn't stay mad for long. Immediately the planning for the wedding of the century began. Rory wasn't aware of this of course, but she figured that it was going on and the less she knew the better. Tristan whole-heartedly agreed that denial was the best way to handle the situation.

"You're a cheater!"

"I don't cheat! I'm just lucky." Tristan said with a smirk.

"I've never lost this much in my life. That means that you must be cheating!" She said as she tackled him from across the coffee table, sending cards and chips scattering across the room. He flipped her over and held her to the couch. "Damn the military." She muttered under her breath. Just as she opened her mouth to go off on an additional tirade, the phone rang.

"Hold that thought." He said with another smirk as he picked up the phone.

"Hello."

"Tristan, it's Logan." At the sound of Logan's drunken voice, he immediately let go of Rory.

"I thought I told you never to call here ever again." Rory shot up and listened in.

"I know. I just wanted to say, to give my, congratulations. I really am happy for you two." She rolled her eyes and made a puking gesture.

"Thanks, now go away." He was about to hang up the phone

"I also wanted to say sorry, for any trouble I caused you. I really didn't mean to get in the way."

"Yes you did!" Rory shouted into the phone. She ripped the phone out of Tristan's hand. "Why are you doing this?"

"I'm sorry." He said as he hung up. Rory looked at the ceiling.

"The only good thing he ever did was bring us together again. I don't know why I ever dated him."

"That's true. He did bring us together again." Tristan said. "He also tried to tear us apart." He added angrily.

"The key word is tried." She said raising her left hand. He smiled at her attempts to calm him down.

"Yeah."

"Are you happier now?" She asked as she wrapped her arms around him.

"I guess so."

"How 'bout now?" She asked, straddling him and peeling off her shirt.

"Good," he said, trying to keep a straight face, "But I could be happier."

"What about if I…" She whispered the last part as she nibbled on his ear.

"Oh I think that would do the trick." He said honestly with wide eyes.