Here Comes the Bride

Author's Note: Hey everyone! This is my second Gilmore Girl fanfiction. And is the sequel to "The Webs we weave". I hope everyone enjoys it! Oh, and I haven't had any ideas for an ending to this story in a long time, so as it progresses, I would enjoy hearing what you all think you might like to see happen, yeah? And remember to R&R!

Summary: Lorelai is agonizing over her wedding plans-while the date of the wedding is fast approaching. Rory deals with the seemingly ever-present Logan, while her rekindled relationship with Jess is being put to the test…again.

Pairings: I think I'll let you guess.

Rating: PG-13

Genre: Humor/Romance/Drama/General/Angst

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Gilmore Girls characters, etc. I OWN NOTHING.

Chapter One

Bride-Zilla

Lorelai paced back and forth across her kitchen. She had been doing this for the past 20 minutes, threatening to burn a hole in her wood floor.

"Mom?" Rory asked, coming into the house, and shutting the door behind her.

"Just follow the smell of smoke." Lorelai called.

Taking off her coat she hung it up on the coat rack, glancing at her boyfriend who stood beside her.

"Burning a hole through the floor again?" Jess called. "You know it's a bad habit-it also costs a lot of money to repair." Jess said, putting an arm around his girlfriend's waist.

He suddenly felt a sharp pain in his ribs. "Jeez, I was just kidding." He said apologetically.

"Not helping." Rory said, turning her bright blue eyes on him and narrowing them slightly.

"I gotta go-Uncle Luke will have my head if I don't get back to the diner in time to start my shift."

"Why I had no idea he was so strict! I will call a union right away." Rory said, grinning.

"That might be a little hard considering Luke is the union…" Jess said, pulling Rory closer to him as he said this and kissed her quickly.

"I better go make sure Mom doesn't start a fire from all the friction she's causing." Rory said, pulling back.

"Huh, you Gilmore's do tend to make a lot of that." Jess said, smirking.

Rory glared at him, playfully swatting his arm. "Go to work." She said, leaning in and giving him another kiss, he pulled her close to him again, and deepened it by tilting his head.

"Later." She said, pulling back, and stepping out of his arms.

He nodded, and left through the door Rory was holding open for him. She watched him silently as he trudged his way through the snow back towards the diner. A smile grew on her face as she watched him go. Waiting until he went around the curve in the road to shut the door against the cold of the January wind.

"Mom?" Rory said again, as she walked into the kitchen to view a mess of papers, magazines, and other such things.

"Mom-what are you doing?" Rory asked, looking at the disaster that used to be their kitchen.

"I don't know-that's the problem…I still have to make my dress-I have to choose music, I've given all Menu planning to Sookie, so at least I don't have to worry about that. But I still have so much stuff to do. Is the room spinning? Or is that just my mind drilling a tunnel out of the back of my head to escape the insanity-and if that were true it would certainly explain the buzzing in my ears!" Lorelai exclaimed, her pacing increasing as her words-per-minute were at the same time.

"Mom, slow down!" Rory said, trying to calm the distraught woman. "Everything is going to be fine-Sookie is helping you make the dress, Michel is taking care of the decorations, you've already decided everything. Lane's band is playing at the reception-for free-and Jess is helping Luke move anything that needs to be moved to the Inn for the wedding." Rory said, taking her mother's shoulders, and pushing her down until she sat in one of the wooden chairs around the table.

"Everything is going to be alright-your wedding will be something the town will talk about for months, probably years. Your dress is going to look beautiful on you, and my maid of honor dress looks great. Relax; everything is going to go just as planned." Rory said, walking over to the coffeepot that was half full of the heavenly drink.

Taking two mugs out of the cabinet, she filled the two cups and handed one to Lorelai, who took this with her right hand as her left hand drummed out a rhythm as she took a drink of her coffee.