Disclaimer: Gilmore Girls and all it's characters and situations are property of Amy Sherman-Palladino and The WB/The CW. I do not own anything and will not make any profit from this story.

A/N: I know, I suck, and this time I have no other excuse than life and being lazy. I'm so, sosorry. However, I've already started the next chapter, and this one is kinda' long. Because I love you guys. Don't give up on this fic, I am devoted to it and as the school year ends I'll have more time. Weird logic, but it's true.

A/N: The girls slept at the Mariano household and the guys slept at the Gilmore-Danes household.

"Rory!! What the hell are you still doing in bed?!" Emily shrieked as she entered her granddaughter's bedroom.

Rory blearily opened her eyes, "huh?" she answered dumbly, rubbing her eyes.

"Oh, for heaven's sake, Jess is really rubbing off on you, isn't he?" Rory sat up in her bed and stared at her grandmother.

"Didn't you hear your alarm?" Emily asked, viciously opening the curtains. "I set it for you so you could wake up on time."

"That was you?" Rory asked, the sunlight waking her up. "I thought it was a joke."

"A joke? Why on earth would it be a joke?"

"Grandma, 8 AM? Seriously? The wedding isn't 'till 3 PM, and I went to bed at like 1:30."

"Young lady, don't give me lip."

"I'm not giving you lip, I'm just saying-" Emily shot her a deadly look, "I'm just saying that I'm gonna go start getting ready now."

She stumbled to the bathroom, "I bet mom is still sleeping," she grumbled.

"I heard that!" She heard Emily yell, causing her to roll her eyes.

She washed her face, pulled her hair back and looked in the mirror. Today was the day Rory Gilmore was getting married.

"Lorelai Gilmore! If you don't wake up this instant I swear to God!" She heard her mother grumble a reply down the hall.

Rory couldn't help but smile.

--

"Today is the big day!" TJ yelled as soon as Jess entered the kitchen.

"Gee, I hadn't noticed," Jess answered grumpily, plopping down on one of the kitchen chairs and rubbing some of the sleepiness from his eyes.

"Well, don't act so excited," Luke deadpanned.

Jess just glared at them and shoved his plate towards Luke. "Food, please."

Luke dumped a huge pile of pancakes on his plate and shoved it back.

TJ sat down next to his step-son, "So, have you had time to think about my proposal?" He asked seriously.

Jess put down his fork and said solemnly, "I have, TJ, and the answer is still no, I'm not running away with you. It would break Rory's heart, not to mention my mother's."

TJ rolled his eyes, "The tights, Jess! About the tights."

Jess groaned, "Jeez, TJ, drop it, okay? I like wearing pants. For the 500th time, I do not feel the need to wear tights."

"But they're so airy."

"I like how you're concerned about the draft in my pants, but no thanks."

"But Jess-"

"I'm gonna go take a shower," he quickly headed up the stairs.

"Your food's gonna get cold!" Luke yelled after him.

"I'll heat it up when I'm done!"

--

"Sookie, where's the mascara, I need mascara!"

"Lane, have you seen the bobby pins?"

"Lorelai, if you had hired a hairstylist and make-up artist like I told you to none of this would've happened."

"Grandma, it's okay."

"Gilmore, zip it. Stop bobbing up and down like a 50 cent game at a boardwalk fair and sit still."

"The mascara's next to you, have you seen the blush?"

"Bobby pins are here, I found them in the bathroom."

"Well, who put them there?"

"Paris, you need to calm down, okay?"

"Yeah, so do you mom."

Everything was chaos. The girls had taken up refuge in Rory and Jess' room where Rory sat on a stool while everyone else flitted around her. Plucking this, tweaking that, rubbing this and powdering that.

"Guys, guys, guys, just calm down, okay," Rory said, causing the flurry to die down.

"We have time, okay, let's just focus on enjoying this and getting g everyone ready in a nice, quiet, stress-free manner," she looked at her grandmother and Paris pointedly.

"Okay, I'll do your make-up, Lane will finish your hair," Lorelai said, taking charge, "Sookie and mom, you guys work on Paris, and we'll just rotate within our groups. Clear?"

"Clear, "everyone replied.

"Alright, Rory on three!" Lorelai yelled. "One! Two!-"

"Rory!" Everyone cheered while she blushed and smiled on her little stool.

"You're gonna look even prettier, sweets," Lorelai said, lining her daughter's eyes.

"I love you too, mom," Rory replied.

--

"Hey, I hope you don't mind I used your deodorant," TJ told Jimmy as he came out of the bathroom.

"Let me do the honours," Luke said, taking Jimmy's deodorant and throwing it in the garbage can, much like Jess had done for him all those years ago.

"He's such a pain," Jimmy hissed.

"Look, he's not perfect okay, but he's a good guy," Luke defended, "even though you wouldn't always say so," he added seeing TJ shove a pair of tights in Jess' face.

"And what's with the whole tights fetish?" Jimmy asked.

"Long story. I'll give you the cliff notes version. When he married Liz he wore tights, he's loved 'em ever since."

Jimmy gave him a questioning look.

"They had a renaissance theme," he replied casually, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

"Aaaaah," comprehension dawned on Jimmy's face.

"Exactly."

"And how does Jess like TJ?"

Luke got a confused look on his face.

"He likes TJ fine. TJ kind of annoys him but Jess knows TJ is a good guy."

"Huh."

"Look, Jimmy, don't turn this into a thing, okay?"

"A thing? I'm not turning anything into a thing," he quickly defended.

Luke sighed, "okay then." He wasn't going to push this, wasn't going to push Jimmy. Not today.

The attention of both men was quickly averted as they heard TJ yell, "Jess, come on buddy, we can talk about this."

Jess was standing opposite TJ with a pair of tights and shears in his hands.

"I'm gonna cut them if you don't shut up about them."

"But they're so airy, and light and comfy- No!"

Jimmy and Luke watched in amusement as TJ acted every bit the drama queen while Jess cut up the tights.

--

Rory sat in front of her mirror, studying her face and taking some time off from the other women who were in the kitchen enjoying lunch.

"You look fine, Rory. Stop obsessing. You always look like a model."

Rory looked up and saw her best friend walk in.

"Thanks, if I look every bit as pretty as you did on your wedding day then I'll be happy."

Lane smiled sadly, sitting on a stool next to Rory.

Rory faced her best friend. "Lane, is everything okay? I mean, last night… you worried me."

Lane waved away her friend's concerns, "everything's fine, we're just… going through a rough patch, as stupid as that sounds."

Rory smiled sympathetically, "I know all about rough patches, believe me."

Lane smiled back.

"You're gonna be fine," Rory said firmly.

"Well, I'll definitely be fine once Paris and your grandmother aren't in the same room anymore."

"Oh, amen sister friend."

--

"Hey, Jess, can you come here for a second," Liz whispered, finally having caught her son alone before the ceremony. Jess was sitting alone in the kitchen, being the only guy who was already done dressing.

Jess opened the screen door and stepped out onto the porch with his mother.

"I've got something for you," she whispered, pulling a small bag out of her pocket.

"Mom, why are we whispering, unless those are the crown jewels in there?" Jess joked.

Liz rolled her eyes good naturedly, "ha ha. Be serious for once," she chastised him, but stopped whispering.

Liz watched, a smile growing onto her face, as he opened the little bag.

"What's this?" Jess asked, respecting Liz's wish and being serious.

Liz grinned like mad, "it's a little something I made. Something you can give to Rory."

"Mom-" Jess started but was interrupted by Liz.

"No. You'll take it and you'll give it to her. She's stuck with you for life, she should get a little something for it."

"Ha ha. Aren't you supposed to love me?"

"Oh, honey, I do love you," she grew serious, "Look, I know I was a sucky mother, a sucky example, and I did everything wrong. I just want you to do things right. And you can start by giving Rory this necklace. Not that you're doing things wrong or anything. You're perfect, kid."

Jess smiled at his mom, a smile he usually reserved for Rory.

"Thanks, mom."

"We've changed, Jess. Everything's gonna be okay, now." Liz said, putting an arm around her son, even though he was at least a foot taller than her.

"Oh, Jess!" They heard TJ yell in the house.

Jess sighed, "It will be once you get your husband away from me."

"He's just excited, and-" Jess cut her off with a look. "- I'll try. But I can't promise anything."

" Kid, you're ready I hope?" Lorelai asked her daughter as April and Doula entered the church first.

"As ready as I'll ever be," Rory replied, a nervous smile playing on her lips.

"You're absolutely, 100 %, swear on the head of your book collection, sure?"

"Yes, mom, I am. I swear on the head of your Hello Kitty paraphernalia that I'm 100 % sure," Rory replied cheekily. Lorelai gasped, "you would bet my Hello Kitty collection? Need I remind you that I gave you life and thus can take it away?"

"Thus huh? We into big words now?"

Lorelai narrowed her eyes, "you're evil and mean but it's your wedding day so you get a get-out-of-jail-free card."

"Thank you for being so considerate," Rory replied dryly.

"It's 'cause I love you."

Rory smiled at her mom.

"Okay, well this is me," Lorelai said, heading for the door, "honey, don't trip," she added quickly before entering through the big oak doors. Rory's eyes widened, she hadn't even thought of that. "Shit!" she muttered as she heard the bridal march start. She checked herself over one more time, took a deep breath and smiled as soon as she stepped out on the aisle as her father took her arm.

--

"Now, remember, when Rory says 'I do', you gotta refrain from saying 'huh'," Luke whispered in Jess' ear.

"I got it Luke," Jess replied through gritted teeth, keeping his eyes trained on Rory.

"And don't smirk, okay?"

"Luke, one more word, and I swear, Lorelai's gonna know some pretty embarrassing stuff about you."

Luke snorted quietly, "we're married, what could you possibly tell her that she doesn't already know?"

"Oh, I have my sources," Jess smirked lightly.

"You wouldn't dare," Luke threatened.

"It's me, Uncle Luke, of course I would," he answered cockily before turning to face Rory.

"Ladies and gentlemen, friends and family of Rory Gilmore and Jess Mariano, we are gathered here today to celebrate the holy union of this man and this woman..."

Rory and Jess surveyed the scene before them: couples on the dance floor, Kirk playing DJ, Luke and Lorelai being ambushed by TJ.
"Rory, what are you doing?" Jess asked when he saw Rory scribbling something on a paper napkin. Rory started and quickly tried to hide it, but Jess grabbed it before she had the chance.

"Howl, Wuthering Heights, Atlas Shrugged, ... Rory, what are these books for?"

Rory shrugged sheepishly. "It's for on the plane."

Jess grinned as Rory blushed embarrassed.

"Ror, they do show movies on the plane you know."

"Yeah, but they're mostly crappy ones."

"They're no Almost Famous - don't roll your eyes, that's a good move - they're no Almost Famous, but there's other things to watch and do."

"Like?"

"Like join the Mile High Club," he smirked, causing Rory to swat his arm. "Jess!"

She was about to reprimand him when Richard interrupted them. "I hope I'm not spoiling the fun," he said, holding a small package in his hands.

"No, not at all grandpa," Rory said, regaining her composure and elbowing Jess since he was still smirking.

"No, Richard, go ahead."

"Ah, delightful. I just wanted to give you both a small gift."

"But you and grandma already gave us something," Rory protested.

"That's more a gift from your grandmother, if you know what I mean," he winked.

"Ah," Jess said as he and Rory nodded in understanding.

"This, however, is something I think you'll both really enjoy." He handed over the package.

"Thanks, Richard," Jess said as he took the gift.

"Yeah, thanks, grandpa."

"Okay well, I'll leave you two to your fun, there's a lovely quiche Sookie made that I have yet to sample." He headed back to Emily who was in a heated discussion with Michel.

"What is it?" Rory asked, leaning over to Jess to get a better look as he unwrapped the package.

"No way," he muttered, turning it over gingerly. Rory's eyes widened.

"A first edition Ham On Rye," he said disbelievingly.

Rory took it gently. "Wow. Okay, this is cool," she said.

"Oh God," they heard someone say and instantly recognized it as Paris. "I thought your literary taste might have matured along with yourself, but I guess not," she directed her comment toward Jess.

"Wow, that's kinda' like a congratulations only different," Rory deadpanned.

"And I thought you might have matured... but I guess not," Jess replied, smirk still firmly in place.

"How can you read that trash? It contains nothing useful whatsoever. All he does the entire book long is mope, whine, get drunk and whack off," she said heatedly.

"Hey! For it's time this was a daring, different piece of work," Jess protested.

"This was and still is a piece of crap. Why would you waste your time on this?"

"Because I know what good literature is."

"Oh, please Mr. 5-pounds-of-hairgel-"

"Paris!" Rory exclaimed.

"Well, Bukowski is not good literature."

"Well, I happen to think it is," Rory interjected.

"You would side with him, you're sleeping together."

"Paris!" Rory exclaimed again while Jess grinned at her obvious discomfort.

"I'm just saying, your opinion doesn't really have any relevance since it's completely biased."

"Oh, God, quit while you're ahead," Rory said, putting her head in her hands wearily.

Paris frowned, "Rory, I'm not gonna back down from an unfair opinion leading to unfair side-taking."

"Oh, hey, Luke calling me over. I'll be right back," Jess said quickly.

"I hate you," Rory hissed as he got up to leave, leaving her alone to deal with Paris.

"So, how does it feel to be married?" Paris asked as soon as Jess was out of earshot. Rory rolled her eyes.

"Sure, now you act normal."

"Hey, I'm always normal, if my behaviour is pecul-" She was cut off by the sound of metal hitting glass and diverted her attention to the offending sound that interrupted her what would've been a long monologue.

Lorelai stood up and announced that it was time for the best man and maid of honour speeches. She looked proudly at her daughter, now joined by Jess.

"Wow, okay. This is definitely harder than I thought it would be. Rory, kiddo, I love you so, so much and I am extremely proud of you, I want you to know that. I'm sure every mother would agree that this is one of the best but also the worst day of your life. It's amazing to see my daughter so happy, but at the same time it sucks to know she's not my little girl anymore. But I can say that knowing you're in Jess' competent hands- and who thought I'd ever say that, right?- knowing he's with you makes this just that teensy bit easier. Though it still sucks. Jess, I want you to know that even though we've had our differences in the past, I'm really proud and honoured to be your mother-in-law. And just remember, there's no return policy on that one," she winked at Rory and raised her glass, "Ladies and gentlemen, say goodbye to Rory Gilmore. Congratulations to Jess and Rory Mariano."

Everybody clapped and Luke stood up.

"Well, I have no idea how to top that, and everyone knows that words aren't really my strong suit. I just wanted to say that I'm proud of both of you, and I couldn't be happier that you guys ended up together after everything. Rory, you were such a good influence on him, thank you. Jess, nothing makes me prouder than to see that you managed to turn out halfway decent," Jess rolled his eyes at his uncle," and… I guess what I'm trying to say is, congratulations and I'm the proudest uncle and stepdad right now."

"That was pretty good," Lorelai said sincerely as everyone started clapping again and Rory and Jess headed over to them.

--

Rory and Jess were sitting at the table, the remnants of cake- from when Rory had shoved it in Jess' face- lying in a napkin, when Dean approached them.

"Hey, I'm gonna take off, so… I just wanted to say congratulations again and, you know," he cleared his throat, "thanks for inviting me."

Rory smiled and gave him a quick hug while Jess shook his hand. "You're welcome," he replied politely.

"Thanks for coming, Dean," Rory added, "it means a lot."

He nodded and smiled, "'Kay, well, see you around."

"See you," they both replied.

Dean turned around, walked away and sighed. At least that chapter was over and done with.

He couldn't help smiling though when he heard the conversation taking place between Miss Patty, Babette and Lorelai.

"Such a shame, though. He was- is!- a handsome fellow, that Jess," Babette said, looking slightly wistful.

"Oh, yeah, he has that whole bad boy thing going on," Miss Patty added, "incredibly sexy."

"Why am I not surprised," Lorelai deadpanned.

"That chiselled jaw," Miss Patty continued shamelessly.

"And those eyes! Don't forget the eyes!" Babette said as Lorelai walked away from the two ladies, slightly disturbed.

--

*Klang* *Klang* *Klang*

Emily hit her glass with such force it almost cracked.

"Rory and Jess," she slurred slightly, "I am so, so happy for you! Rory, you are the best granddaughter I have, and Jess, you are the best grandson I have," she stopped and giggled sheepishly, "wait, you're not my grandson! You're my grand- my grandson-in- in-law. And you're both so incredibly smart. Congratulations! And I'm so proud of you! Both of you! Have I said that already? Did I- Richard, what are you doing? Give me back that microphone this instant!"

Rory and Lorelai burst into laughter upon seeing Emily borderline drunk like that.

"Please tell me you got that on tape," Rory said, trying to breathe.

"Every second," Lorelai replied, pressing play on her camera, causing the two ladies to burst out laughing all over again.

"Well, last night's highlight was definitely Emily's amazing speech," April said as she watched Jess and Luke pile suitcases into the latter's pick-up truck. "Your mom can really sling 'em back," she told Lorelai, causing her to grin.

Luke frowned, "where did you learn to say things like sling 'em back?" he asked.

"Dad, I'm sixteen, okay. It's not like I said the F word or anything," she mocked, rolling her eyes.

"I think Rory's calling me," Jess said suddenly, avoiding Luke's eyes.

"Jess!" Luke yelled, following his nephew into his house as April and Lorelai laughed.

--

"Okay, so you got everything? Passports, tickets, money, that kidnap-a-kangaroo kit I gave you?" Lorelai asked as Rory and Jess got ready to board their flight towards Sydney.

"It's all here," Rory replied," and the kit is in my hand luggage so it definitely won't get lost."

"That's my girl," she smiled.

"Okay, now remember to be safe," Luke added.

"No playing with matches or running with scissors. Got it," Jess said sarcastically. Luke rolled his eyes.

"And no talking to strangers," Rory said with Jess, going along with him.

"Hmmm… Guess I'll have to give back that lollipop," he mused.

"Why do I even bother," Luke said rhetorically. Jess, Rory, Lorelai and April all grinned.

"We'll be safe, we promise."

"All passengers on flight LX 561 bound for Sydney, please report to Gate 15, boarding will commence in 15 minutes."

"Okay, we'll let you guys go," Luke said. They said their goodbyes and he dragged Lorelai, who was yelling last-minute advice, with him.

The last thing Rory heard her mom yell was, "Join The Mile High Club!"

Hey guys! Thanks so much once again for reading. Please review! It means so much to me.

Again, sorry that I didn't update in so long.

Sorry, sorry, sorry.

Btw, I actually did read Ham On Rye, and I thought it was good.

Once again, this is a shameless plea for reviews. xD