Rory held Logan's hand as the plane carrying them, Stephanie, Colin, and Finn began to lift off the ground to take them back to New Haven. Logan laughed as he felt Rory's hand tighten around his, she had always hated flying and for some reason it never ceased to amuse him.

"You know you're not laughing on in the inside but on the out side too?" Rory questioned sarcastically as she gave him what the boys had always referred to as Rory's "excuse me do you know who the hell I am" look.

"Be careful Ror, you know your face could freeze like that." Finn teased as he kicked his feet up on the coffee table.

"Ya know he has the look." Stephanie laughed as she exchanged glances with Rory.

"What look?" Finn questioned indignantly.

"The "I could really go for a dry vodka martini, up, with a twist" look." Rory giggled.

"Well mates you're horribly wrong cause right now I actually want a Johnny Walker Black Label Manhattan on the rocks."

"Ouch shot down." Colin chimed in as he returned from the bathroom.

"So many witty things to say to that and so little tine to pick one." Rory sighed playfully.

"So the summer is out playground this year." Logan smiled as he wrapped his arm around his wife. "Any brilliant ideas."

"L.A. is always nice this time of year." Stephanie offered.

"So is St. Tropez with far less paparazzi." Finn replied.

"Very true," Colin laughed, "they do love photographs of us, 'specially the two of you he nodded toward to Rory and Logan.

"Oh shove it." Rory laughed as she tossed one of the pillows at Colin. "When do we move in to our fabulous townhouse Logan?" She smiled coyly.

"I think we have a move in date somewhere around the end of July or the beginning of August." Logan responded as he walked toward the bar and began making drinks.

"So we have what mates, about a month and a half or so?" Finn questioned as he brought over a bowl of bar nuts.

"Since when was your math that good?" Stephanie laughed as she took her drink from Logan.

"Oh you hurt me." Finn laughed as he settled back into the seat.

"Anyways," Colin replied trying to redirect the conversation, "back to our summer plans."

"I say we spend sometime down under." Rory chimed in as she sipped her drink and nibbled the nuts.

"My motherland?" Finn laughed as he pretended to tear up. "I am so touched."

"Is that a yes then everyone?" Rory questioned.

A round of "yeses" sounded throughout the cabin as the five teenagers relaxed in their seats and cherished what they knew would be their last summer of innocence.

"I am so tired." Rory exclaimed as she fell back on to the bed in the Hayden pool house where she and Logan would be staying until they moved into their town home. "I hate jet lag."

"Sweetheart, there isn't a time difference between here and the Caribbean." Logan pointed out while he placed the suite cases in the closet.

"Ugh just let me pretend." Rory laughed as she rolled on to her stomach and answered her cell phone. "Hello?"

"Rory, it's Grandma."

"Oh hello grandma." Rory replied with a huge fake smile plastered on her face.

"Which Grandma?" Logan whispered as Rory half listened to her Grandmother.

"Gilmore," Rory mouthed, "yes Grandma I'm listening, yes dinner at six with the family sounds fabulous . . . of course . . . okay love you too, see you then." Rory let out a huge sigh as she closed her cell phone with a snap.

"Dinner? Please tell me it isn't for tonight?" Logan questioned as he lay down next to Rory.

"I won't then, but please be in the car in khakis, a button down, and a jacket at five-thirty." Rory smirked as she stood up. "I am going to go shower and get ready, love you." She finished as she kissed Logan and walked into the bathroom.

"Ace come on please, can't you tell them I ran away to Cuba or that I died or something?" Logan whispered as he and Rory made their way to the car, following Lorelai and Chris.

"You say something baby-cakes?" Lorelai called.

"Nothing mom," Rory replied as she turned to Logan "behave yourself these are our families and they can still cut us off with out a 'God damn cent'"

"They can threaten all they want but both of us know that they won't do it. Remember, they want grandchildren, and besides we still have about a billion interviews left to do." Logan smirked as they climbed into the back seat of the Mercedes E class.

"So ah, how soon do you think they expect these grandchildren?" Rory whispered.

"You think I go around asking my parents, in-laws, grandparents, and grand parents in-laws how soon they want me to reproduce." Logan hissed barley audibly.

"Secrets don't make friends." Lorelai teased.

"Sorry mom."

"Ya sorry Aunt Lor."

"So we've decided to take a family trip this summer." Richard announced over a spinach salad.

"And by 'we' you mean . . ?" Logan asked.

"All of us of course son." Mitchum smiled. "You and Rory, Chris and Lor, Emily and Richard, Straub and Francine, and your mother and I."

"Sounds wonderful." Rory replied as she plastered a smile on her face and took a sip of wine. "So, Uncle Mitchum, where are we going."

"St. Tropez, not until you finish your interviews though, you two still need to schedule with Regis and Kelly, the Today Show, and Oprah."

"We'll sure to be get right on that." Logan responded with a hint of sarcasm.

"Son, watch your tone." Francine warned her son. "you two will have those interviews finished in no more than two weeks, do you understand me"

"Yes mom."

"Yes Aunt Francine I will call them tomorrow morning."

"Rory, dear, you still haven't gotten yourself an assistant yet?" Emily fretted as she shooed the maid out of the dinning room. "Are you not able to serve dinner, does that ability allude you? I'll have you deported tomorrow morning so help me God."

"Grandma I have told you I do not need a personal assistant."

"Rory sweetheart, of course you do. I'll have someone sent over tomorrow morning." Shira smiled.

"Thanks I'll make sure I have my planner ready."

Rory rolled over at six o'clock the next morning to her ringing cell phone. "Who died?"

"Mrs. Huntzberger, this is Leah, did I wake you, your mother-in-law said you would be awake to let me in." A young voice came through the phone.

"Huh? Oh, lemme guess you're the personal assistant she was sending?"

"Yes ma'am, sorry to have woken you."

"No, no, don't worry I'll send my husband around to let you in." Rory finished as she hung up the phone and shook Logan. "Logan sweetie, can you go let Leah in."

"Leah what?" A voice mumbled from under a pillow.

"The personal assistant your mother sent, she is here and needs to be let in."

"Ace I love you dearly but aren't you already awake?"

"Yes but I love you, please baby, I need to put work into looking decent, we all just can't look like you when we roll out of bed in the morning. Please sweetie, I'll pay you back I promise." Rory whispered as she gently kissed Logan.

"Pay me now."

"Sweetie there is someone waiting outside waiting for you to get out of bed, put on a robe, and let the poor girl in." Rory smiled as she kissed him one more time and pulled the covers off of both of them."

"Okay Mrs. Huntzberger." Logan smiled as he reached for his robe. "Just one more thing."

"Yes?"

"Good morning, I love you." Logan smiled as he kissed his wife.

"I love you to Mr. Huntzberger." Rory smiled as he walked into the bathroom pulling her hair back in a messy bun as she took a moment to turn around and winked at her husband.

Rory walked into the kitchen following the voice of her husband and the feminine voice she had heard on the telephone.

"Oh you must be Mrs. Huntzberger." The woman, presumably Leah smiled as she extended her hand.

"Yes it's a pleasure to meet you." Rory responded as her eyes began to adjust to the sunlight, and as they did Rory wished they hadn't, in front of her stood a gorgeous young blonde

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