A/N: Here's chapter two. Thanks to everyone who took the time to read and review the first chapter. I'm glad you're happy that I'm writing the sequel. I am too. I have so many ideas for this story and I can't wait to see how it goes. So read on and please review. I'm going to start working on the next chapter of Just Her Luck now, so look out for an update sometime in the next week. Thanks, J.

Someday

Chapter Two: Frog In A Blender

"Are you sure you don't mind sleeping on the couch?" Lorelai yelled from the kitchen as Rory arranged the covers just right. As she fluffed up the pillows, Lorelai returned holding two cups of coffee in her hands.

"I'm sure." Rory replied gratefully accepting the steaming hot beverage and sitting down on the couch which was also now her bed for the next few weeks, seeing as her little half brother was fast asleep in her old room.

"Really? Because I can kick Will out. I mean, it was your room first." Lorelai informed her as she settled beside her, ready for their movie night reunion to begin. Rory eyed her mother as she sipped her coffee.

"You can't kick Will out of his room. He's a baby."

"Tough love, kid. We all gotta learn the hard way." Lorelai quipped and Rory shook her head.

"It's fine. I can sleep on the couch. No problem."

"Or you could stay at the Inn. Or with Miss Patti or Babbette."

"That's okay. I'll be fine here. Thanks."

"Okay. But just remember you will have to share with Paul Anka." Rory frowned.

"Uh uh. No way. I was here long before Paul Anka came along. I have dibs on the couch. Paul Anka can sleep with you and Luke." she insisted and crossed her arms over her chest. Lorelai smiled and reached for the remote control.

"It's good to have you home, kid." she slid her arm over her shoulders and pulled her close as she started the movie. First up, of course, was Casablanca.

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Logan stood in the bedroom with baby Jasper in his arms. He had been walking by when he heard his nephew start to cry. Seeing as Honor was asleep, and they were between nannies, Logan had taken it upon himself to see to the child.

He cradled the little bundle of joy in his arms, rocking him back to sleep. He didn't sing to him as he didn't think it would be fair to inflict that sort of torture on the child. He just stared at him with a huge smile on his face, watching as he fell back asleep. He really was a beautiful baby. He had a thin wisp of that trademark Huntzberger blonde hair. His skin was so soft, his fingers tiny. Logan felt himself overwhelmed with how much love he felt for the child, and he wasn't even his own. He imagined what it would be like to have one of his own. A huge smile crept over his face at the thought.

"Is he okay?" Honor's tired voice came from behind him, catching him off guard. He turned to see the sleepy figure of his big sister yawning. He nodded his reply and then placed Jasper back in the cot. Honor came over to check on him. She smiled lovingly at her son and tucked him in. Logan watched her closely as she tended to her son. She really had taken to motherhood incredibly well. Shira could take notes. He smiled and then leaned forward and kissed her forehead in a brotherly way.

"You look exhausted." he said simply. Honor turned away from the cot and glared at him.

"Well, you try looking after a newborn. Let's see how good you would look after having no sleep." she said in a hushed voice. Logan smiled and threw his arm over her shoulders as they left the room.

"So, why don't you get a new nanny?" he asked as though it was the answer to all of her problems. Honor sighed and let out a yawn.

"Because, I don't want to be like Mom. I want to be a part of my child's life. I want to be there when he takes his first steps. I want to hear his first words. I don't want him to grow up hating me."

"He's already going to hate you after giving him a name like Jasper." Logan joked. Honor dug her elbow into his chest.

"Jasper is a lovely name. It was Josh's Grandfather's name."

"So? He's still going to hate you for it. You should have gone with my suggestion." He teased her. Honor stopped as Logan continued walking down the hall.

"I am not naming my son Logan, little brother." Logan spun around to face her with an impish grin on his face. Honor began walking again.

"Why not? It's a good, strong name. And I didn't turn out so bad." Honor shook her head at her little brother. Her arrogant, conceited little brother, whom she was delighted to have home for the holidays.

"That's a matter of opinion." She said casually and drifted by him. Logan laughed and followed after her. It was good to be home.

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Somehow, in the year since she had been away, her grandparent's house seemed bigger than she remembered. As Rory, her mother and Luke all stood outside waiting for someone to answer the door, she smiled to herself as a million memories of all those infamous Friday Night Dinners came flooding back to her. All of the fights, all of the awkward silences. She fondly remembered her discussions with her grandfather about the latest books they were both reading. She remembered the many delicious meals Emily had prepared for them. She remembered all of those nights in the pool house with…

"Rory! You're here!" Emily beamed at her granddaughter as she opened the door. Rory smiled back and hugged her close as Emily ushered the threesome inside.

"Hi Grandma." Emily pulled away and let her eyes wander over her granddaughter. She looked as exquisite as ever.

"You look wonderful, Rory. I'm so glad your home." Emily enthused just as Richard joined them. Rory smiled brightly and hurried to greet her grandfather with a warm hug.

"Rory! Is that really you?" he teased and engulfed her in his embrace.

"Its me." she assured him and then pulled away. Richard greeted both Lorelai and Luke and then guided Rory through to the lounge as she clung to his arm.

"So, how is retirement treating you the second time around?" she quizzed him as the others followed behind, all ecstatic to have her home.

"Actually, it's been better than I expected. I'm thoroughly enjoying being an old man of leisure." Richard explained as Rory sat down. She smiled up at him, her big eyes so full of love and admiration.

"You're not old grandpa." she insisted. Richard laughed as he went about pouring the drinks. "Have you had time to read any of those books I recommended?"

"Indeed, I have. And thank you. You really do have excellent taste in literature."

"Well, I learned from the best." she enthused as Richard sat beside her handing over her drink. He was so happy to have her home. He didn't realise how much he had missed her. Lorelai and Luke took their seats across from Rory and Richard as Emily excused herself to go check on dinner.

As the night wore on, the group sat around the table enjoying the wonderful meal prepared in celebration of Rory's return. They had spent the evening catching up. Rory's face lit up as she regaled them all with tales of her time in London and as exciting an adventure as it had been, she was decidedly happy to be home with her family. In fact, she was starting to feel like she didn't want to go back.

"So, Rory are you still dating that lawyer? What was his name?Andrew?" Emily enquired eager to know the situation regarding her granddaughter's love life. If her plan was going to work, she needed to know what she was up against.

Rory's smile faded as she took a nervous sip of her wine. She cleared her throat and then gazed back up at her grandmother.

"Actually, no. Adam and I…" she corrected. "We broke up." Rory lowered her eyes back to her plate, not wanting to see the look on her mothers face. Lorelai didn't know about the break up and Rory knew that she would be mad that she hadn't told her.

As Rory was busy avoiding her mothers gaze, she missed the smug smile on Emily's face as she contemplated how future events might unfold. The news of her granddaughter's break up made her very happy indeed.

"Oh what a shame." Emily said casually and let the subject drop. "I do hope you will be able to attend our annual Christmas party."

"Well…" Lorelai tried to interrupt, but Emily cut her off before she could come up with some lame excuse.

"Its next Friday. So instead of coming here for dinner, you can come for the party." Lorelai slumped her shoulders defeated while Rory played with her food. A slight smile played on her lips as she noticed how something's hadn't changed.

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"Can I interest you in a night cap?" Logan asked as he unscrewed the bottle of Scotch. Honor sat on the sofa and scrunched up her face in distaste.

"How can you drink that stuff?" She really wasn't a lover of scotch, or brandy or whatever else Logan found appealing. She was more of a cocktail type of girl, although not at the moment. "I don't drink. I'm still breast feeding."

It was Logan's turn to scrunch up his face and Honor laughed as he sat down beside her.

"Gross Honor. You know, there are something's in this life which should remain between you and your god. Little brother's ears have no desire to hear about you breastfeeding."

Honor rolled her eyes and gently tapped him on the knee. "Its totally natural. I don't know what your getting so grossed out about. You were breastfed too, you know."

"Honor! Can we change the subject, please?" he pleaded with her as he tried to get the disturbing image out of his head.

"Fine. You are such a wuss." Honor smiled. She really did love tormenting her little brother. There was something to be said about being the elder sibling. It did have some perks.

Logan took a sip of his scotch and slouched back on the sofa as Honor pulled her legs up and snuggled into his side.

"I'm glad you're home." she yawned. Logan smiled and threw his arm over her.

"Me too." He took another sip of scotch as Honor sat up, staring at him intently.

"So, how long are we going to blessed with your company?" she asked. Logan's smirk grew.

"Bored of me already?" he joked. Honor shook her head.

"No. I was just curious as to how long Jasper would have his uncle Logan around." she said seriously. Logan looked down at her and smiled as he squeezed her shoulder. "He misses you."

"I miss him too. How about I stay 'til after New Years?"

"Really?" Honour asked excited at the prospect of having him around for a while. "What about work? They won't mind?"

Logan shook his head. "I haven't had a vacation since I moved out to San Francisco. I think I deserve one."

"Yeah but-"

"I'm my own boss. I can do what I want." he assured her.

"What about Grace?" Logan fixed her with a look that told her to mind her own business. After what happened a few years back, Logan had made it very clear that she was to stay out of his love life.

"Grace is spending the holidays with her family." he explained. Honor wanted to let it drop. She knew she should, but she couldn't help herself.

"So…how is Grace? I mean, you and Grace. You two are good?"

Logan rolled his eyes at his sister and sipped on his scotch. "Yep. Things are fine."

"Just fine? Not great?"

"Honor! Drop it okay."

"I'm just curious. You don't talk about her much. You haven't called her since you got here."

"How do you know?"

"What's going on, Logan?"

"Nothing! Everything is fine." he insisted growing evermore annoyed with his sisters prying. The truth was that things weren't fine between them. In fact, things had been decidedly un-fine when he left. Grace had wanted him to spend the holidays with her and her family in Arizona. However, Logan felt an overwhelming desire to go home, which was strange. He hadn't been back to Hartford in three years, except for the birth of his nephew. He hadn't spoken to his parents in all that time and a part of him was dreading running into them.

His mind started thinking about who he had run into the night before; Richard and Emily Gilmore. He hadn't seen them since the day he had gone to see Rory in Stars Hollow. He couldn't deny how strange he felt talking to them again. It was like he had been transported back in time to a place in his life which he had tried to move on from. However, something deep inside him kept him clinging on to the past. To someday. It was a promise he had made long ago, but as time went by, he was starting to think that it wasn't a promise he would have to keep.

"I ran into the Gilmore's the other day." Logan said from out of nowhere. Honor looked up at him in surprise. Her expression soon changed as she studied him closely.

"No." she said simply. Logan frowned.

"No what?"

"No, you are not going back there." she said firmly. Logan didn't have a clue as to what she was going on about. "I remember how much of a mess you were after. You are not going down that road again."

"Honor, what are you talking about?"

"It took you ages to get your life together after she turned you down. You might've thought I didn't see it, but I could tell how broken you were. I'm not going to let you put yourself through that again. I mean, I loved Rory as much as the next person, but…"

"Okay, first of all, I didn't mention Rory. All I said was that I ran into her grandparents." he interjected.

"Yes, but you know where that leads. First you run into them and then they happen to run into you and then before you know it, you're invited to a party and guess who happens to be there?" she rambled on using her fingers as air quotes. Logan rolled his eyes.

"That girl ripped out your heart and handed it to you on a plate." Logan frowned. "I just don't want to see that happen again." Logan hadn't told Honor or anyone that he had gone to see Rory before he left all those years ago. He hadn't told her that Rory had changed her mind and that it was him who persuaded her to go.

"Honor I appreciate your concern, but it's not necessary. Rory's in London, so I won't be bumping into her anywhere. Relax." Honor studied him closely, her face full of concern for her younger sibling.

"Just be careful." she whispered and kissed his cheek as she pulled herself up off the sofa. "I'm going to bed." she yawned. "Call your girlfriend."

Logan saluted and watched her as she left the room. He shifted on the sofa, pulling out his cell phone from his back pocket. He flipped it open and began scrolling through his phonebook, until he came to Grace's name and number. His finger hovered over the call button for a brief second and then a smile grew on his face and he began scrolling again.

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"So, were you planning on telling me?" Lorelai asked from the front seat of the car. Rory was sitting in back leafing through a heavy tome her grandfather had given her. Luke was driving.

Rory looked up. "Tell you what?"

"About you and Adam. You never told me you two broke up." Lorelai huffed.

Rory shrugged. "It just happened. I didn't want to bum anyone out."

"I am your mother. It is your purpose in life to bum me out."

"It's Christmas. I just want to forget about Adam and enjoy the time I have with my family." Rory said seriously and returned her attention to her book. Lorelai let the subject drop for now, however she would get to the bottom of it before Rory went back to London.

As Rory avoided going into detail about her messy break up, she felt her cell phone beep from inside her purse. Unzipping the bag, she brought out her phone and flipped it open. She had a text message. She smiled as she saw who it was from.

What's green and turns red at the flick of a switch?

Rory's smile grew into a smirk as she typed back.

??

She waited a moment and then her phone beeped again.

A frog in a blender!

Rory shook her head and let out a giggle.

That was truly awful.

"What are you laughing at?" asked Lorelai as she peered at her from the front seat. Rory shook her head and pretended she was reading the book in her lap while waiting for a response. A moment later it came.

I bet it made you smile though. xxx

Rory sighed and lay back on the seat, a dreamy smile on her face as she held her cell phone close to her heart. Lorelai glanced into the mirror noticing Rory's expression. She was determined to find out what was going on with her daughter.