AN: I hated/loved writing this chapter. This was by far the hardest chapter for me. I'm sorry if it disappoints anyone, but I promise to make up for it. As usual, let me know your thoughts.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" Logan was smiling down at the two of them sitting on the bench. There was crazy look in his eye; it was barely noticeable, but Finn saw it. "Looks like you two have become well acquainted."

Rory stood and Finn followed suit. "What are you doing here Logan?" She asked her tone less than kind.

A cocky smirk covered his face, "Emily invited me, of course. It seems like she really likes me. In fact she has asked my family and me if we could attend all her events." His smirk grew wider, "Looks like we will get to see more of each other, Rory."

"Fantastic," she replied sarcastically.

"So, what's going on with the two of you? I didn't realize that you two knew each other so well." His smirk grew even cockier.

Neither Finn nor Rory answered his question. Finn guessed, like him, Rory knew better than to feed into Logan's self-pleasing games. Instead she looped her arm around Finn's and started moving towards the house. "Come on, Finn, we should get back to the party. I don't want my grandma to realize I'm not in there."

Finn nodded in response and moved with her.

Just as they got to the main patio Finn felt a hand grasp firmly on his upper arm.

"So this is how you do things now, Finn?" Logan's voice was harsh, but still quiet.

"What are you talking about, mate?"

"You just sweep in and take what's not yours?" Logan sneered.

Before Finn could get a word out, Rory stepped between them, "Excuse you," her voice was stern, "are you implying that I was yours?" She takes a surprisingly intimidating step towards him causing him to step back. "Logan Huntzberger, I was in no way, shape, or form yours." She opens her mouth to continue, but is cut off by two high-pitched laughs.

"Rory, my favorite daughter!"

"Finn, my favorite son!"

Lorelai and Amelia make their way to the current scene.

Rory backed away from Logan and returned to standing by Finn. They look at each other, clearly bracing themselves for whatever it is their mothers were about to say and or do.

Lorelai was the first to speak, "Rory, where have you been. We were looking all over for you."

"Yes Finn. Why did you two sneak away?" Finn could tell that both women had probably passed the bar once or twice while looking for the two of them. "Oh, hello Logan. I didn't know you and your family were here tonight." She had a forced, pleasant tone to her voice. She had never actually liked Logan, only tolerated him.

Lorelai started to mutter to herself, "Logan, Logan, Logan. Why does that name…Oh is this the Logan." She looked at Rory, who simply nodded.

Finn wondered what the 'the' stood for. He saw Logan's cocky smirk return; no doubt reveling in the fact that Rory had obviously talked to her mom about him. He figured he would find out what they talked about when Lorelai had suddenly got very serious.

She leaned over and whispered something in to Amelia's ear and then both women turned and glared at Logan. Amelia broke the tense silence, "Logan, I think it'd best if you go find Mitchum and Shira and you all leave the party." Her voice was calm but still had that no nonsense vibe to it.

Logan's smirk was replaced with confusion, "Excuse me? Why should I…"

Lorelai interrupted him, "It would be best that you leave before I decide to cause a scene." She took a step toward him, "If I ever hear that you have talked about my daughter like she is an object again, I will personally see to it that you yourself are treated as an object. A very abused object. I have a friend who is thinking about taking up kick boxing and needs a punching bag. He's not too worried about going to prison either."

Finn looked at Rory who didn't look surprised in the least by her mom's speech. Finn thought it was safe to assume that Rory told her mom about what Logan said at his birthday party.

Logan opened his mouth to speak, but immediately closed it when the two mothers in front of him each gave him an evil eye. Without another word Logan made his way back to the main party.

When he was completely out of sight, Finn's mother spoke up, "The nerve of that boy! Showing up here like he didn't insult the hostess' granddaughter." She looked at Rory, "Don't you worry about him, hun, he's just a pathetic Huntzberger." She turned to Lorelai, "I never have liked that family. Oh, I have to tell you about the time Shira…"

The two women walked off together, laughing at the gossip Amelia was sharing.

Finned looked at Rory again, "Wow, tonight just gets more and more interesting." He nodded his head towards their mothers, "Do you think we will ever be able to pull those two apart?"

Rory laughed, "It's doubtful. They are getting along a little too well."

"Well, it's a good thing they showed up when they did," Finn said.

Rory turned to fully face him. "Really, why is that?"

"Because I've known Logan for a while, and I can tell when he's looking for a fight. He wanted to rile me or you up so that I would engage him." He lifted his hand to cup her cheek. "I'm not about to stand by and let him insult you."

Rory's cheeks grew pink. "Finn, I…I don't exactly know what's going on between us right now, but…but I'd really like it to continue."

Finn felt his heart flutter underneath his shirt. "You would?"

She smiled shyly, "Yeah. So at the risk of sounding very high school, would you be my boyfriend?"

Another flutter, "I would love to."

Rory smiled, wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into a kiss.