"You ready for this?" Logan smiled as he offered his arm to Rory as she climbed out of the black town car.
"As ready as I was for my first shot of tequila." Rory laughed as she took his arm.
"Oh God, in that case we better retreat then." Logan smirked.
"Oh hush Logan," Rory said nudging him in the ribs, "for a twelve year old I handled myself decently."
"You're absolutely right Ace; you decently did a great job of throwing up."
"Haha, you're so funny. Now put on you're socialite face so we can get this party over with.
"Yes ma'am." He joked. "By the way you look absolutely amazing tonight."
"So do you, in a completely non gay way." Rory grinned as Logan kissed her.
"Logan! Rory!" Emily exclaimed. "Oh my God Shira come look at them, don't they look perfect."
"Oh Emily, the grandchildren, imagine the grandchildren, they're going to be breathtaking!" Shira cooed.
"Oh Shira you're so right." Emily beamed. "Hold it right there you two, let me get the photographer over here. Michael! Michael! I swear to God where is that man. Michael! Ah there he is. Take a picture of this stunning couple."
"Mom, daddy!" Rory smiled as she led Logan toward her parents.
"Hey sweetheart, Logan; you two look amazing. Care for a drink?" Christopher smirked.
"Uncle Chris you are a lifesaver." Logan laughed as they followed Lorelei and Chris toward the bar.
"You're a Manhattan man if I remember correctly?" Christopher asked Logan.
"As always."
"Rory, you still like your apple martinis?"
"Of course dad."
"Alright, well I'm not going to hold you two up, I'm sure you want to search out your friends. However, see that woman right there?" Chris asked motioning to a brunette in a simple black dress.
"Um, yeah."
"That is Nicole Bowling, here daughter works as a columnist for the New York Times, so watch what you say around her."
"Alright daddy thanks for the tip." Rory smiled as she kissed her dad on the cheek. "Come on Logan lets try to get a sub party going here."
"You read my mind Ace. Ah, there is Finn now." Logan smiled as he led Rory toward Finn who had just finished getting his drink topped off.
"Oy, the love birds in the flesh, how are you?" Finn slurred.
"Finn, it's time for you to do what you do best." Rory laughed.
"Oh Love I'm already drunk."
"Fine, it's time to do what you do almost as good as getting drunk; it is time for your to form a sub party for us, who all is here so far?" Rory inquired.
"Me, Colin, Louise, Stephanie, Paris, and Madeline, let's round the gang up." Finn replied as he grabbed two bottles of champagne.
"Alright Hayden it's your turn." Madeleine laughed over her fourth martini. "Truth or dare?"
"Dare!"
"Pool looks pretty inviting." Madeleine smirked.
"No way it's December!"
"You know the rules Hayden, if you don't do the dare you take two shots of Everclear." Colin stated with a drunken slur.
"Pass the shot glasses then." Rory smiled.
"Hey Ace," Logan whispered, "Why don't you let me take these shots for you."
"Why would I not want to take these shots?" Rory asked eyeing him.
"Ror, you've had plenty to drink tonight, between three shots of tequila, 4 martinis, a cosmopolitan, and a shot of Everclear, I think you've had enough." Logan said taking the shot glass that was in her hand.
"Logan, I do not need you to be my father." Rory said her voice rising.
"Rory, I care about, that's why I'm telling you that you have had enough!" Logan responded trying to stay calm. "Finn have the drivers pull around back with the Escalade. Paris your parents are out of town right?"
"On my way mate."
"Ya Huntzburger, why?" Paris asked.
"Cause that's where we're crashing tonight." Logan answered as he picked up Rory.
"Logan put me down right now." Rory demanded as she struggled.
"Ace no!" Logan replied defiantly.
"Put me down right this second!" Rory yelled squirming, and finally succeeding in getting out of Logan's grasp.
"Damnit." Logan muttered under his breath. "You girls go to the car, Colin help me get her to the car."
"I hate you Logan." Rory muttered as her head bobbed up and down.
"I know you do." Logan sighed.
"Mate, is she going to be ok?" Finn asked slightly worried.
"I think so; she'll be throwing up soon though." Logan replied.
"Logan, are you sure she's going to be ok?" Paris questioned. "She had an awful lot to drink."
"Ya I know, I'll sit up with here tonight, she'll pass out soon, I'm sure she's already blacked out, she won't remember the majority of this." Logan answered. "Ok everyone I'm going to call my house and Rory's and leave them a message telling them where we are."
"Okay sweetheart, hang in there." Logan said soothingly as he held back his fiancé's hair while she threw up."
"Logan I – hic- I'm I –hic- am sorry." Rory said stumbling through her hic-cups.
"It's ok Ace."
"Don't be –hic- m-m-mad."
"I'm not mad sweetheart, just concerned, how do you feel?"
"Like I'm dying."
"We'll there's no where to go but up." Logan replied as he rubbed her back. "Whoa, there we go Ace." Logan sighed as he quickly pulled Rory's hair back. "You think you've got it all up?"
"Uh-huh."
"Alright then," Logan smiled as he picked Rory up, "off to bed."
"L-L-Logan, I can't sleep in the dress."
"It's ok Ace I have a t-shirt you can wear." Logan answered as he unzipped her dress for her. "Here ya go."
"I need sleep." Rory mumbled as she curled up on top of the bed.
"I know Ace, but let's get under the covers, gotta stay warm."
"Keep me warm Logan."
"I will, I will promise." Logan smiled as he wrapped his arm around her.
"Logan," Rory murmured as she drifted to sleep, "promise me something?"
"Of course."
"Never stop loving me."
"I promise I'll never stop loving you Lorelei, now bed time." Logan sighed as he kissed her lightly.
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