Logan could feel the ground beneath him shaking.

"Logan!" someone called off into the distance.

He looked around. All he could see was snow. "Earthquake!" he shouted.

"Logan! Logan!" shouted the voice. Snow was crumbling everywhere and his legs wouldn't support him much longer.

"Logan!" Rory exclaimed, shaking him awake.

He opened his eyes to see a frantic looking Rory shaking him.

"What?" he grumbled.

"Wake-up! It's Christmas!" suddenly he felt quite stupid. It had been a dream. And the earthquake had been Rory shaking him awake. Trying to ignore his feeling of stupidity he grabbed some jeans and a sweater from his suit-case.

"What are you doing?" Rory said from the doorway.

"Getting clothes to wear?" he guessed. Rory frowned.

"No. We have to wear pajamas." She said firmly.

"Why?"

"Because it's the rule of Christmas, now come on." She grabbed his arm and pulled.

Logan laughed and allowed him-self to be dragged downstairs. About half the people were already gathered around the tree. Rory went over to the coffee pot on the table and poured two cups. She sat down on the couch next to Logan and handed him one. About ten minutes (And two cups of coffee, in Rory's case) later, everyone was gathered around the tree. Lorelai waved her hands for quiet.

"Okay. Now, we'll make this easy. Find your presents for other people and hand them to them. Then rip open your own. Amen!" she said quickly.

Everyone made a mad dash for the tree and started shouting out other peoples names, then throwing them their presents.

"Rory!"

"Sookie!"

"Michel!"

"Lorelai!"

"Lane!"

"Luke!"

After about five minutes of chaos, everyone was finally settled down and happily opening presents.

Over in one corner Luke was un-wrapping Lorelai's present. He made a face and looked at her. It was a t-shirt that said "My Property" on the front, with an arrow pointing down. Lorelai nodded happily.

"And" she pulled out a small wad of paper clippings and passed them to him "these."

He looked at her skeptically and read them. They were poorly cut rectangles of construction paper and had hand-written messages on them. Such as "one free dinner date" and "one free home-cooked Lorelai meal" and other kooky stuff like that. Luke shook his head and kissed her.

"What does 'a home cooked Lorelai meal' mean?" he asked.

Lorelai smiled weakly. "Uh, it means you get to pick where I order take-out from." She said sweetly. Luke shook his head.

Lorelai opened Rory and Logan's present next. She gasped. "Rory!" she called from across the room.

Rory looked up. "Yeah?"

"Mommy loves her offspring and her offspring's boyfriend! Especially since they can pick out presents wonderfully!"

Rory laughed. "You're welcome."

Logan leaned over to her "Let's tell her now." he whispered.

Rory nodded and walked over to her mom. "Mom? Can me and Logan talk to you for a second?"

Lorelai nodded. The three walked out onto the Inn's front porch.

"What is it sweets?"

"Well" Rory said slowly "Me and Logan, Logan and I are…"

Lorelai waited.

"Engaged." She finished after a minute.

Lorelai's eyes grew wide. "What?"

"Logan and I are engaged." She said again.

"Rory, can I talk to you for a minute?" Lorelai said quickly.

"Sure thing" Logan said quickly going back inside.

Lorelai leaned over to her daughter, in the chair next to her. "You're engaged?" she asked.

Rory nodded and showed her the ring. "Logan and I took a walk last night and he proposed in the gazebo."

"And you said yes?"

"I said yes."

Lorelai took a deep breath. "You're engaged." She said again. Only this time it wasn't a question. It was a statement.

"We're engaged." Rory repeated.

"Wow. Okay. Soon. Very soon."

"It is kind of soon but we love each other."

"Are you sure? I mean really sure, Rory? Because you have to be sure it's right. Believe me, I know these things. It has to be right. If you want to wait then tell him. And if he really loves you then he'll wait. And if not he's not worth it" She rambled.

"Its right, mom, I'm positive. I love him and I know he loves me. And, yes, it's soon but I know I want to be with him for the rest of my life."

They sat in silence for a moment, deep in thought. Lorelai spoke first.

"You know the only thing I want is for you to be happy, right?"

Rory nodded. "I know."

"And Logan-"

"He makes me happy. Every time I'm around him it's like….it's just…..right. It feels right, you know?"

Lorelai nodded. "Its love, hon. I know it because I feel the same way every time I'm around Luke."

There was a faint creaking sound and Logan came back outside. "Everything okay here?" he asked.

Lorelai put on a smile and nodded. "Yeah. Things are great. You're engaged. Congratulations." She stood up and hugged him.

Logan, confused by this but happy none the less, hugged her awkwardly back.

She pulled away and looked at him. "Take care of her, will ya?"

Logan nodded. "I will."

She smiled. "Okay, then. I'll see you two inside. We can announce it at breakfast." She walked back in.

Logan walked over to Rory and out his arms around her. "You okay?"

Rory nodded. "I think she's in shock. But she's happy. She knows I'm happy so she's happy."

Logan kissed her cheek. "Okay. You wanna go back in or stay out here?"

"Let's go in."

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Lorelai looked around the room. Everyone was happily eating the Christmas-tree and snow man shaped pancakes Sookie had made. The aroma of bacon and pancakes filled the room. Lorelai smiled. It was hard not to. The music playing from the radio, the smiling faces. It was a cheery atmosphere.

She thought of Logan and Rory. She was worried at first. Logan had hurt her before and she didn't like it. But he had done a lot for her. He was a good guy. He was acceptable, she decided. Logan Huntzberger was going to marry her daughter. Rory and Logan Huntzberger. Yes, it had a nice ring to it. She was happy. But most importantly, Rory was happy. And that was what she cared most about. This was a good thing. And it needed to be announced. She picked up her glass and tapped it with her spoon, making a loud clinking noise.

"Hi, everyone, Merry Christmas!" She said from the head of the table. A round of "Merry Christmas'" went around. Lorelai smiled. "Okay, um, well today is a very special day. Well, besides the fact that it's Christmas. It just so happens that earlier this morning Rory and Logan told me some very exciting news."

"She's pregnant!" Sookie shrieked. "Oh my god she's pregnant isn't she?" Everyone began to talk at once.

"Did she do this on purpose?"

"I wonder if this was planned."

"Oh my god"

"What will they do?"

"Hey! Hey! Hey!" Lorelai tried to get everyone's attention. She motioned to Luke, who obediently stuck two fingers in his mouth and blew another ear-piercing whistle.

Silence.

"Okay. First off, Rory is NOT pregnant." Lorelai said quickly. "Hear me? NOT pregnant. No baby. None what so ever."

"Oh thank god." Sookie put her heart over her chest.

"She is however-" Lorelai said loudly. After quiet came over she started again. "She is, however, engaged." She said in a normal tone. "Last night Logan proposed and Rory accepted."

Everyone turned to Logan and Rory. They nodded. "It's true." Rory said holding up her left hand, showing the ring.

At first, no one said anything. Lane broke the silence.

"Rory! Oh my god!" She said getting up to hug her. "Congratulations!" she squealed. "You're getting married!"

Rory grinned and hugged her back. "Thanks, Lane."

Sookie was next. "I'm going to make you the best cake you've ever tasted." She said firmly.

Rory smiled again. "We hoped you would, Sookie." She gave her a hug.

Zach reached over to shake Logan's hand. "Hey, dude. Congrats. Marriage totally rules."

Logan shook it. "Thanks."

Lorelai smiled. "Okay and now to celebrate, we have Christmas Margaritas!" she announced. "Even though there's nothing Chirstmas-ie about them! But we need to celebrate so hear-hear!" she raised her glass. Finn was the first one to reach them and grabbed two. He sat down next to Stephanie.

"Aw, Finn. You're sweet." She said.

"Thanks, love." He said drinking one. He smacked her hand when she reached for the other.

"Finn! What the hell?"

"You were trying to steal my bloody drinks!"

"I though you got one for me!"

"What in the hell would give you that idea?"

"I said 'you're sweet' when you sat one down next to me!"

"I never sat one down anywhere near you! These are for me!" he pulled the glasses toward him protectively.

Stephanie smacked his head. "That bloody hurt!" he yelled.

"Good, you drunken Australian!"

"Now don't try and make me feel good after you've just hit me!"

She smacked his head again. "What the bloody hell was that for?!"

"For being an incompetent jackass!"

Finn stood up. "Now where are you going?" Stephanie grouched.

"I need a drink."

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A/N: Well? Reviews? You know I love em so keep em commin!"