Lorelai had received a text message from Logan in the car saying that Emily had approved him coming on the trip and he would meet them at the security entrance at Bradley International Airport in Hartford.

She was surprised to see that Logan was running late when she got to the gate, but was grateful she had some time to say goodbye to Rory before she would get mad that Logan was there.

"Girls, you have five minutes to say you're goodbyes" Emily uttered while shuffling through her purse for her ticket and passport.

Rory and Lorelai shared a long lingering hug. Lorelai reluctantly let go for she saw at the corner of her eye that Logan had just finished checking himself in from one of the first class kiosks. She needed to be quick before he got to them.

"Honey, here is the money for none-Emily-approved items" she told her daughter with a devilish smirk and handed Rory a few crumpled dollar bills.

Rory laughed as she put them in her pocket. "I'm really going to miss you..." she said and leaned in to kiss her mother's cheek.

"I'll miss you more, but it's not forever. Now I got three pieces of suggestions since I can't technically give you commands anymore." Lorelai hoped Rory did not notice that her words had taken a quick speed.

Fortunately Rory did not appear to notice Lorelai's fast rambling. "And what are those suggestions, oh Superior Mother..." she asked grinning.

"One, please do not take any substances even if they are legal in some European places. Two, no extra piercings; and three, talk to the person sitting next to you. He really might surprise you..." Lorelai said the last suggestion while she watched Logan talking to Emily.

Rory was suddenly confused by the last suggestions; her mother couldn't have invited him, could she? "What do you mean?"

"I meant no drugs because they can really make you mess with your brain cells..." Lorelai answered innocently.

"After that?" Rory prompted impatiently. She really was not in the mood for Lorelai's little games.

"I meant no additional piercing because you're not a hipster, plus I remember how painful it was when you got your ears pierced at 14." Lorelai rambled; she was kind of enjoying this verbal exchange.

"Mom, I meant the last one.!" Rory was on the verge of shouting.

"Honey, I think it's time for you to go through security" Lorelai said and gently pushed Rory into that direction. "You remember from last year how long it takes especially having to take your shoes off. I should have reminded you to wear flip flops" she said as she glanced at Rory's feet. Then she started walking towards Emily.

"Mom, please, don't try to change the subject." Rory said as she followed Lorelai to Emily. But what she saw then didn't make an answer to her question necessary anymore. Her fears were confirmed, when she saw Logan standing next to Emily.

Lorelai mouthed, "I am sorry, but I love you."

Rory rolled her eyes. She wished she could take her mother aside to give her a piece of her mind, but unfortunately she didn't have any time for that. Her vacation away from boys and familiarity was ruined.

"Hey Ace, Emily bumped a Baptist for me..." Logan joked but Rory could see him shifting uncomfortably.

Rory just glared at him. She didn't understand how Logan could he be so calm and happy after yelling at her the night before.

"Logan decided to come with us" Emily declared happily. "Isn't it refreshing to see a young man having such an interest in travel and culture?"

Rory rolled her eyes. "Grandma, where will Logan be sitting on the plane?" She was one percent hopeful that she would have a seat to herself or even with her grandmother than Logan. She didn't want to talk to him not to mention his cuteness was distracting. The other 99 however knew that she wouldn't have such luck. She knew them inside out.

"Why next to you, my dear" Emily responded as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "I'm glad you'll have someone with you who's your age. Isn't it grand?"

"Yeah Ace? Isn't it grand? Logan echoed Emily and smirked.

Damn that smirk, she cursed inwardly. It really was her downfall. She couldn't bear looking at the three of them, so she quickly went through security hoping for some distraction. How was she going to sit eight hours next to someone whom she was attracted and didn't want to talk to at the same time?

Two hours later Rory was sitting on the window seat next to Logan. So far she had managed to avoid talking to him. She tried to distract herself by trying to bask herself in the comforts of first class. The soft white seat with lots of leg room, the ample entertainment options of movies and music, and the complimentary alcoholic drinks. Unfortunately none of those things were really working.

Every time she lied down on the chair, she kept thinking about how cute Logan looked in his khakis and black polo. She also loved the way his blonde hair was styled with just a bit of product. The music and the movies did not give her any distraction either. And she couldn't drink her complimentary champagne also because it reminded her of some of the times she and Logan had with alcohol.

Logan had watched her fidgeting the whole time. He had made a few attempts to talk to her but she would have none of that. God, she could be so stubborn, he thought, but he knew she would eventually cave.

"Rory, look, if you let me talk and you don't like what I have to say, I will get off in Paris and take the next plane back to Hartford. I'll switch seats with your Grandmother, so you don't have to see me. Please just give me five minutes" Logan pleaded, hoping Rory would finally lend him her ears.

Upon hearing the desperate tone in Logan's voice Rory knew she had to give in. "Okay five minutes" she said softly, but still didn't meet his eyes.

"Rory, last year I was such an idiot. I should have followed you when you went inside your house and told you that I really wanted to be with you and only you. When I was on that boat, for the first three months I was incredibly melancholic and withdrawn and you of all people should know that I'm never those things" Logan rambled, not giving Rory a chance to interrupt him.

"No you aren't…" Could it be true? Did Logan really miss her in the same way she missed him? Slowly Rory looked up and blue eyes locked with hazel ones.

"I was" Logan said softly and in his eyes Rory read nothing but sincerity, "and it took me three months before I was with another girl. Even though I did start dating in the way I knew how – and don't get me wrong, it was a fun trip – I really missed you, Rory, and a part of me felt lost. When I came back I wasn't sure if I was ready, but Rosemary called me out on my behavior and I realized I'm only completely happy when I'm with you. I want to make good on our promise... I want our someday today. I want us to be together exclusively, all strings attached, monogamous."

Rory felt her heart thumping. Logan was telling her everything she had dreamed of but she still had some doubts. "Logan..." she began hesitantly. "Are you sure you're not just saying this because you can't have me non-exclusively?"

"Rory, no!" Logan jumped in. He really wanted to do this right. "My feelings for you are real and they go way deeper then just desire. You're my best friend and I love talking and spending time with you. I would not just fly to Paris on a whim for a girl just for desire."

Rory suddenly realized the meaning and depth of his gesture. She swallowed hard. "You really did fly all the away to Paris for me." Rory whispered, but smiled. "You were going to tell me this the night you saw me with Dean...it makes so much sense now."

"Yeah, and the night with Jess as well" Logan confirmed. "It's why I lost it with you. I'm sorry I made you feel bad." He lightly patted her arm. He felt a weight lifted off him now that he had finally been able to confess everything to Rory.

"Well, you were right...I would have made a mistake, if I continued with Dean." She looked deep into his eyes. "Do you want to know why I really stopped the kiss?" Rory asked softly as she scouted a little closer towards him and touched his face.

"He wasn't you, Logan," she said and softly stroked his cheek with her thump. "I told him and he understood in his own way. I also told Jess my heart belonged to someone else." She searched his eyes before she got the last thing out. "I only want to be with you Logan." God, it felt good to finally get this out.

Logan's face lit up and his eyes shone with happiness and joy. He felt so elated at Rory's confession; he could not remember a time when he had felt this happy. He moved closer.

Rory knew what he wanted to do and she was tempted to lean in but first they needed clarify some questions. Logan stopped when he noticed how serious she looked. "Logan, if were going to do this you need to know what you're getting into" Rory said, with her eyes never leaving his. "Relationships are hard, trust me, and they require good communication and it's something I admit I'm not very good at. You have to promise me if we have a problem we're going to talk it out and won't run away from it."

A small smile played on Logan's lips. "I promise" he said and Rory saw and heard nothing but honesty and sincerity in this statement. "I could say the same thing, though. I am not going to follow you to Europe every time we have a fight." Logan said in a half serious tone and half in jest.

"I can definitely promise you that" Rory nodded and grinned. "Second of all, Logan, no other girls. Are you sure you can handle giving up going to bed with a different girl every week?"

"Of course I can" he nodded emphatically. "I'm not addicted to that and I have only thought of one girl in a lustful way for a really long time." Logan said softly as he gently cupped her cheek with his palm.

"Ditto" Rory replied back.

"So anymore questions?" Logan asked after a minute of no response from Rory. He really wanted to kiss her; he was so done with talking.

"Just one more. Do you really want to spend a summer with me and my grandmother?" Rory started to giggle.

"If you're here, Ace, it's the only place I want to be. Although I hope were not chaperoned the whole time."

Rory laughed. "We won't be, I will talk to her. So, were really going to do this." Rory said quietly as her lips inched closer.

"Yeah, were really going to do this" he echoed her softly as he pulled a strand of hair away from her forehead and leaned in for a deep searing kiss. For the first time in days Logan felt completely complete. How could he go for days without kissing this girl?

When he pulled away for a moment Rory pouted at him. "Why did you stop, Logan? I am so done talking." She missed kissing him and didn't want to spend anymore time not kissing or touching him.

Logan pulled the cover sheet next to his seat. "Best thing about first class is you get a lot of privacy" he said and gave her his trademark smirk.

"Remind me never to fly coach with you again" Rory giggled. Then Logan pulled her closer so the two of them could finish what they had started. He was grateful that they still had six hours to kill.

I finally got those crazy kids together after 5 years of writing this saga, damn I am cruel. At least I didn't give you guys the sight of Rory running away with him all over Europe although that will be hilarious. Thanks for the reviews everyone. You are really kind.