A/N: I'm sorry it's taken a little longer for this chapter than usual. I'm going to have to start doing chapters not as often. I'm terribly sorry, but my grades are slipping and my parents are angry. I'll try to update as often as possible. Once every one and a half to two weeks if possible. I'm very, very sorry.

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"Are you sure we can't just keep it on the down-low? You know the 'DL' ?" Lorelai begged a few days later.

"Mom, we can't hide this from them." Rory insisted. They were outside the elder Gilmore's house. It was Friday night and they had come for dinner. Rory and Logan had agreed that they had to tell Emily and Richard and Shira and Mitchum. They decided they would tell Emily and Richard first. They were going to see Shira and Mitchum that Sunday for brunch. Although Rory had told her mother she didn't have to come, Lorelai had insisted.

"In case they try any Jedi mind tricks on you." She had said. "Plus I want to make sure they don't try to plan your wedding for you." Rory and Logan had considered this and obliged.

"Can't we just send them a letter? A telegraph? A message spelled out in clouds by an air-plane? Those always looked cool."

Rory sighed and rang the bell.

A maid answered. "Hello." She said curtly.

"Hi. I'm Adolph and this is Ada and that's our accomplish Pedro." Lorelai said pointing to Rory and Logan. "We're here for our meeting with Sadam and Satan."

The maid looked at them, confused.

"Um, she's kidding. We're here to see Mr. and Mrs. Gilmore." Rory said stepping in.

"Oh, Of course." The maid opened the door and took their coats.

"Rory? Lorelai? Is that you?" Emily said walking into the hallway. "Oh wonderful! You're here! Richard, they're here!" she called.

"I am aware of that, Emily. Hello Rory, Lorelai, Logan." He said walking into the room.

"Hi grandpa" Rory said kissing his cheek.

"Hi dad." Lorelai said.

Logan shook his hand. "Nice to see you again Richard."

Richard nodded. "And you as well, my boy."

"Let's all go into the living room." Emily said walking.

Everyone followed. Richard and Emily took their spots in chairs. Lorelai on one couch, Rory and Logan on the other.

"So, I hear you're here to tell us some news." Emily said getting straight to the point.

"We are, grandma." Rory said nervously.

"Well, is it good news or bad news?" Emily asked.

"It's very good news. I can assure you that." Logan piped up.

"Oh it's good news! Did you hear that, Richard? It's good news." She said excitedly.

"I heard it, Emily."

"Well? Tell us!" Emily pushed.

"Well…. This past weekend on Christmas Eve" Rory started, her heart going a million beats a minute. "Logan proposed."

Emily and Richard's mouths dropped open.

"And I accepted." Rory went on quickly. "And we're very happy and I'm not going to change my mind."

"Well of course you're not!" Emily said. "Logan is a wonderful boy, Rory."

"You're not mad?" She asked surprised.

"We're thrilled! Oh, this will be wonderful! Won't it be wonderful, Richard?"

"I must say I'm quite happy."

Rory and Logan smiled.

"Well, I think this calls for a celebration." Emily said standing up. "Martha!" she called. "Get out the fine china for dinner! And Richard" she said turning to him. "Get a bottle of our best Burgundy." Richard nodded and walked off. "I'll be right back." Emily said walking to the kitchen.

Lorelai leaned over the coffee table. "How?" she whispered.

"How what?" Rory whispered back.

"How did you do that? They weren't even a little bit mad! This is so going down in the Gilmore Book of World Records."

Rory shrugged. "I just hope it'll be this easy with my parents." Logan said.

"Me too. But it probably won't." Rory said sadly.

"Are you crazy? Of course it won't. These are my parents we're talking about, here."

"So where are we having it?" Emily said walking back into the room. "I need to know so I can plan who to invite."

"Um, grandma? We kind of already have a wedding planner." Rory mumbled.

"Who?" Emily asked, clearly confused.

"Lorelai." Logan said firmly.

Lorelai's eyes widened. "Lorelai who?" she said slowly.

"We were going to ask you tonight after dinner." Rory told her.

"Me?"

"Would you?"

"You know it, kid." She got up and hugged Rory. "We'll make it rock." She promised.

"Well, I guess you can just send us an invitation perhaps you'll just holler it to us one day when driving by." Emily said stiffly.

"Grandma we're sorry."

"Sorry about what?" Richard said coming back with the wine bottle.

"Apparently Lorelai will be helping with the wedding." Emily said.

"Well that sounds wonderful."

"Grandma we really are sorry." Rory tried again. She looked as if she were about to cry.

Emily sighed. "Well, I suppose it's alright." She said after a minute.

"Thank-you grandma."

"Well, let's all have some wine." Richard said after a minute.

"Large." Lorelai said raising her hand.

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"Hello Logan. Rory." Mitchum said curtly that Sunday.

"Welcome" Shira said.

"Hello." Rory said politely sitting down.

"Dad." Logan said nodding. "Hi mom." He kissed her cheek and sat down next to Rory.

The maid brought out brunch and they began to eat in silence.

"Your house is gorgeous." Rory said after a minute.

"Thank-you." Shira said taking some eggs.

"I am so sorry!" Honor said rushing in. "Josh forgot to set the alarm clock last night."

She said sitting down next to Logan. He gave her a confused look as Mitchum said "We didn't know you'd be joining us."

Honor frowned. "I told Logan I wanted to come. Did he forget to tell you? I swear, what goes on in that head is a mystery to me." She shot a look at Logan.

"Uh, yeah. Sorry about that." He said, still confused.

"Mitchum may I speak to you a moment?" Shira said getting up quickly. Mitchum nodded and followed.

"What are you doing here?" Logan whispered.

"I wasn't going to let you two tell them alone!" she whispered back. "You were here when I told them. It's only fair."

"Well, thanks" Logan said greatfully.

"Yeah. Thanks a lot Honor. We mean it." Rory added.

Honor nodded as Shira and Mitchum walked back in.

"Alright. Let's hear it." Mitchum said abruptly. "What did you do?" he asked Logan.

"I proposed."

Silence.

"To who?" Shira said after a moment.

"To Honor. What do you mean 'to who'? To Rory!"

"You proposed to Rory?" Mitchum said aghast.

"I believe I just said that."

"Now Logan-'' Shira began.

"No. Now both of you listen." He interrupted. "I love Rory. And on Christmas Eve I proposed to her. I will not change my mind, ever. She is the best thing that's ever happened to me. And we are going to be married. And I'm not going to let either of you bully me or her around anymore. There's going to be some major changes going on soon, and you're just going to have to accept them. We have a wedding planner, so we have that taken care of. And if either of you choose to harm me, Rory, or our relationship in any way you can forget about attending the wedding or ever seeing your future grandchildren."

Mitchum and Shira stared.

"And I am 100 serious." He added, seeing Shira's mouth open. It closed.

Mitchum took a deep breath. "Congratulations." He said after a minute.

Logan nodded. Mitchum looked at Honor. "I'm taking it you knew?"

Honor nodded. "Yes, I did. And I'm thrilled." She said firmly. "I don't think Logan could've picked anyone better." Rory smiled gratefully at her. Honor smiled back.

Logan stood up and held out both hands. "Let's go. I think we're done here." Rory and Honor each took and hand and boldly walked out.

"Logan, what you did in there took real guts." Honor said once outside. "I'm very proud."

Rory kissed him hard on the lips. "Thank-you." She said finally.

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Over the next several months Rory, Logan, and Lorelai became very busy. They had a wedding to plan. They decided for the wedding to be held at the Dragonfly. The after-party would be in the town square and the day after the wedding they would set off for their honeymoon. Logan had said he really didn't care what the wedding was like, as long as Rory promised him three things. One- He got to marry her (She had called him an idiot on that one). Two- He got to plan the honeymoon. (She had argued at first, when he had told her he wanted to plan it alone and surprise her, but she ended up giving in.) And Three- It wasn't going to be some high-society DAR event. (She had promised him that in a second. She didn't want that either.)

The whole town was busy preparing. Luke and Sookie were co-planning a menu. Michel was getting the Inn ready. And everyone else was getting the town ready. Most of them knew Logan, and they had accepted him. They weren't so sure at first. But when he proved himself to not be the guy his father was, but the crazy and spontaneous Logan that Rory knew and loved, they had accepted him as one of their own.

They had so many decisions to make! Who knew a wedding was so time consuming? Rory finally decided on a dress, veil, and hairstyle. She and Lorelai had went shopping in Hartford one day and found it. They also had Lorelai's dress too. They had been out looking for Rory's dress when Lorelai had stopped in front of a window and pointed.

"Mine." She said firmly.

"Oh, mom! That's perfect for the wedding!" Rory had exclaimed.

Lorelai grinned at the light purple dress.

Rory and Logan had also decided on the brides-maids and grooms-men. Lane would be the matron of honor, and Paris the maid of honor. The other bridesmaids were Honor, Stephanie, and April. Gigi would be the flower girl. Logan had chosen Finn as his best man, and Colin, Seth, and Robert as his groomsmen.

Rory had asked him one day how he had chosen between Colin and Finn.

"We promised when we first started high-school that we would go in a circle. Finn would be my best man, I would be Colin's, and Colin would be Finn's. We never really thought any of us would ever tie the knot but we wanted to be prepared, just in case. This way nobody's left out." He had explained.

Rory nodded. It was odd, but it made sense.

They had gone over the list of preparations. They had set a date (August 5th). They had taken care of everything. From the wedding cake, to whether or not people should get rice, or bubbles to blow (or throw) at them. (They had decided on both.) They were ready.

A/N: Next chapter: The wedding! (Yes, I know I'm moving fast but the actually process of picking out wedding things is boring. I've read things like that before and I'm not fond of it.) For pictures of the wedding outfits got to my profile. And keep those reviews coming!