AN: This chapter was hard work but well worth it. I hope y'all enjoy!

Tonight was the night! Finals were finally over and Finn was getting his date with Rory. He was excited but very nervous; this was the first proper date he had been on in a long time.

Stephanie had shown up to make sure that the outfit he wore was 'date worthy'. It's not that he cared about style and appearances, but he really wanted the date to go well and if that meant dressing out of his 'norm' then he sure as hell would do it.

"Do your dad's restaurants require jackets?" She asked as she rummages through his closet.

"Some of them do, but the one I'm taking her to, Maisonette, doesn't."

"Doesn't maisonette mean room or something?"

Finn laughed, "Yeah. My father always sucked at picking names for his restaurants so he literally opened random books until he found a word that he thought sounded good to him."

"Wow, good thing your mother didn't let him name your sisters."

They both shared at laugh at that thought.

"Okay so let's get on with this, you have to pick Rory up in an hour. I think you should go with light blue shirt and black pants." Stephanie pulled the selected garments out of his closet. "Do you have to wear a tie?"

"No, thank God." Finn got up from where he was laying on the bed. "Thanks for all this, Steph, you are the best mate a guy could have."

Stephanie smile, "Hey I have my own motives for helping you. I scratch your back you scratch mine, remember?"

What Stephanie was referring to was the fact that she wanted Finn to get Colin to ask her out. He was supposed to do this without letting Colin know that she was behind it all. Stephanie had had a major thing for Colin since last year, and while she was great at luring bar guys to her, she somehow hadn't managed to charm Colin.

"Yeah yeah, Steph, I know and accept my mission." He moved across the room and retrieved that towel that was hanging on the door. "I'm going to hop in the shower quickly. Could you be a doll and iron those for me?" he kissed her cheek and headed off to the bathroom.

Finn stood outside of Rory's dorm room door. He felt his nerves hit him again. It really had been years since he had taken a girl out on a 'date'. He had never really found a girl that he wanted to 'wine and dine', but Rory was the first girl he had been seriously interested in since high school. He just hoped that she had some interest in him.

After another moment of hesitation Finn finally lifted his free hand to knock.

It only took about 15 seconds for the door to swing open. Unfortunately it was not Rory who opened the door.

"So you're the date?" The blonde in front of him looked less than impressed to see him. It looked as if she had perfected the scowl that currently occupied her face.

Finn wasn't going to let this shiela bother him. "The name's Finn Morgan," he replied as he extended the hand that was not holding flowers to her.

"Paris Geller," she took his hand and griped it firmly, "best friend, roommate, and knower of 10 lethal defensive moves. I hope you keep that in mind while you are with Rory tonight. She means a lot to me, and if you hurt her in any way, physically or emotionally, I will be forced to take action." Her tone was fierce yet calm.

Before Finn had the chance to reply he heard Rory's voice, "Paris stop threatening Finn." His gaze immediately glued onto her as she walked into his view.

Goddamn she was gorgeous. She was wearing a flowy green and black patterned skirt that stopped above her knees and a simple long sleeved, form-fitting, black top that rested on her shoulders. The outfit was not over the top, but it so perfect on her.

Before he go too caught up staring at her he presented the flowers he had been holding; an assortment of purple and white he'd found at the flower shop a couple blocks away. He didn't know if Rory was the flower receiving type of girl, but he figured it couldn't hurt.

Her face immediately lit up at the sight of the flowers. "Finn they're beautiful. Thank you. Let me go put them in my room and we can head out." She disappeared back into her room.

Finn was ever aware of Paris' eyes burning a hole in the side of his head, but he refused to look at her. She was the type of person who wanted to know that she was affecting you; he wouldn't give her that satisfaction.

Rory reemerged from her room with her coat and a hand bag on her arm. Finn approached her and took the coat from her. She looked confused at first, but then gathered that he was offering to help her put it on.

Once she was buttoned up Finn offered her his arm and led her out of the dorm leaving her Scrooge of a roommate behind.

Finn wasn't being cheap by taking her to his father's restaurant. He just knew the staff there very well, and he knew that they could get a private room along with excellent service. They showed up for their 6:30 reservations and were promptly seated in the emerald room.

The room consisted of its own wait staff, a private bar, and a beautiful view through the large picture window. The room was usually booked months in advance and would cost a patron a pretty penny. Luckily for Finn someone had cancelled their reservation three weeks. The restaurant was to always call the family first before allowing a cancellation to be filled. Thanks to that, he had gotten to take Rory out on a truly magnificent date.

Once they were seated the ordered their drinks, a rum and coke for him and a soda for her, and then were left to peruse the menu.

"So what's good here?" Rory asked seemingly trying to launch the small talk.

Finn hadn't even touched his menu. "Well, in my personal opinion, whatever Harvey makes is amazing."

Rory looked confused, "Harvey?"

Finn nodded, "The head chef."

"The head chef's name is Harvey?"

"Yeah. Is there something wrong with the name Harvey?"

"Oh no," she quickly defended, "It's just, usually at fancy restaurants such as this, the head chef usually has a name like Pier or Jon Paul. You know something like that."

Finn laughed. "Well, Harvey doesn't have a fancy French name, but he is one of the best chefs I know."

She blushed slightly. "Well, since you know Harvey's cooking so well, I will risk sounding old school and ask you to order for me. I'm not really picky."

Finn smiled and waved the waiter to the table. "We'd like the roasted tomatoes with asiago cheese to start out with. Please follow that with garlic chicken with mozzarella and mushrooms, and stuffed pork tenderloin" He looked at Rory, "Do you like asparagus?" Rory nodded, "and add one side of salt and peppered asparagus and roasted artichoke." The waiter nodded and headed off.

When Finn turned back to Rory she was gaping at him.

"What?" he asked.

"Nothing. Everything you order sounds amazing."

He smiled "I figured you could have a taste of a few different things rather than have to just decide on one dish. That is if you don't mind share with me."

"Oh not at all," she smiled. That smile would be the death of him.

Once their appetizer arrived they settled into comfortable conversation, taking about Stars Hollow's and the colorful people there. "So you're telling this bloke just makes whatever rules he wants and expects you all to follow them?"

"I don't know if he makes them up or if they are actual long-standing rules, but it seems like some of them just appear out of nowhere. They usually inconvenience people. He is more often than not getting on Luke's bad side."

"Luke. He's the diner owner right?"

"Yeah, he good guy when he wants to be, but he has a really bad temper when it comes to Taylor. I think he threatens to hurt Taylor just about every day."

Their conversations carried on through their entrées and landed on Finn's dysfunctional family. He was careful of what he said; he wasn't quite ready to completely reveal how messed up family was.

Rory letting her reporter side show had started asking him a series of questions. He happily answered all of them. "So you're a junior to your father?"

"No my father is the junior, I'm the third."

"Hmm. So your grandfather is the original Phineas?"

"Yeah, dear old granddad."

"So who started calling you Finn?"

"My mother," he laughed. "She couldn't stand the name Phineas, not that I could blame her, so she started calling me Finn. My father tried his best to counter her actions, but once Bella and Cami started calling me Finn it was all over."

"Do you like having sisters?"

"Not really. My sisters are their own breed of selfish, uptight, and evil all mixed together and in a two for one deal."

"They can't be that bad, can they?" She asked sympathetically.

"Oh trust me, I'm down playing it."

They were quite for a moment; but the silence was broken but the waiter coming to the table. "Would you like any dessert?"

Finn looked at Rory who nodded in response. "We'll have the gourmet brownie."

Rory's smile widened, "You are amazing."

When they finished their dessert Finn drove them back to campus. They continued to talk about the more lighthearted parts of their lives all the way until they reached Rory's dorm.

Here it was; the awkward, end of the date good-bye. He didn't know if he should just hug her or try for another kiss. Before he could think on it too long Rory leaned up and pressed her lips to his.

It took him just half a second to react and return the kiss. Unlike the first time this kiss lasted for more than 2 seconds, however it was still over too soon.

Rory pulled back from the kiss and looked up at Finn. "Thank you for a wonderful date," she smiled. "I can't wait for our next one." And with that she disappeared into her dorm.