Lorelai was flipping through a copy of People waiting as patiently as she could for her only daughter to meet her for their weekly pedicure. Somewhere in the hustle and bustle they had decided that this would be their way of remaining close and not letting life drag them down. She cherished these Friday morning meetings. She looked at her watch and sighed. Rory was running behind.

Rory knew she was late and she hated it. This morning had not started out very well. First she had overslept. Then she realized she hadn't finished reading the chapters they were testing on today. Logan was running fever and more than likely had the flu which meant that he couldn't go anywhere near Lo. If it weren't for Remy Rory surely would have fallen apart or just gone back to bed and refused to face the world. She pulled on her new Chanel sunglasses and made her way into the nail salon. She groaned when she saw her mother sitting there looking rather impatient. Rory smiled at the little Vietnamese woman sitting at the desk handling the register. She didn't bother to ask if the chair next to her mother's was open. She knew she was just supposed to sit down. "I'm sorry I'm late."

"Well I'll forgive you but only because I finally got to read that whole article on the Tori Spelling. I swear Aaron is wishing she was more like Donna." Lorelai joked. She sensed her daughter was a bit tense. "Spill, what has you off schedule?"

"Have I ever told you that I totally hate being an adult? I really wish I could be Donna. Between school, marriage, and mother I don't know how I am going to keep doing this. The only highlight of my week is the juicy detail that Finn is a father." Rory had been saving that little tidbit of information all week just for today. She was hoping that Logan would feel good enough by Thursday to pick Finn up from the airport.

Lorelai sat straight up. "No."

"Yes." Rory was feeling better already. There was something about spending time with her mother that just made things seem less stressful and insane. "Remember last summer when he was supposed to be down under for two weeks and he was gone for almost two and a half months?"

"This sounds like it is straight from a soap opera." At the time everyone was sure that the reason Finn was gone so long was that he was surfing, boozing, and meeting girls. None of them could have or would have guessed that he was getting cozy with one Sheila instead of his usual many. "So do we know the mother?"

"No, she's some girl that worked as his grandmother's nursing attendant. Anyway I guess she didn't want to be a mummy because she left the boy with his grandmother and Finn went to pick him up. The trio will be back on Thursday."

"The trio?"

Rory grinned. "Camille went with him."

Lorelai was well aware of her daughter's hope that Camille would marry Finn and would settle down like the rest of them had. Sometimes Lorelai looked at her daughter and her friends and instantly began to think of the brat pack. Finn was Rob Lowe. He was cute but had a tendency to make mistakes. Colin was an Andrew McCarthy/Anthony Michael Hall mix. He was nerdy like Hall but cute in this All-American boy McCarthy way. Logan was Emilio Estevez. He had a heart of gold and the cutest dimples. Stephanie was easily a Demi Moore. Of the friends she was the most likely to end up somewhere she didn't want to be. Paris was Mare Winningham. She was nerdy but cute. Finally she would have to say her precious Rory was Molly Ringwald. She was sweet, naïve, cute but not drop dead gorgeous, and most importantly she didn't realize just how amazing she was. "When did you become such a romantic?"

"The day Logan came back." A wistful look suddenly appeared on Rory's face. Rory started to think about that day when she suddenly felt her phone vibrate in her jacket pocket. She sighed and pulled it out. "Hi babe."

"Hey Ace, sorry to interrupt your Mom time." Logan started to cough as soon as he got the sentence out.

Rory instantly started to feel guilty for leaving him at home all by himself just to get her nails done. Even though she knew full well that he wanted her to go. "Its funny how are you holding up? Did you drink that tea I left you?"

Logan somehow managed a smile despite the fact that he felt tapped out. "You worry too much. I just I wanted to see if maybe you wouldn't mind picking up some paper work for me on your way home today."

Rory fought the urge to ask when he became such an adult. She knew full well that they were all making this transition from children to parents. "Of course I will just as long as you promise to rest today."

"I promise." Logan agreed. He thought it was cute that she was so worried about him. He guessed it was the mother in her. "I'll let you get back to your Mom time. I love you Ace."

"I love you too. Don't forget to rest." Rory reminded him before hanging up. She looked over at her mother and found her watching her. She smiled and shrugged. "Logan was running a fever when I left. You know he never gets sick. I just can't help but worry about him."

Lorelai smiled and squeezed her daughter's small hand. "What are you going to do about Lo?"

"Well I was going to ask if you maybe wanted to keep her tonight. I thought it would be nice for the two of you to bond." Rory knew her mother wanted to see Lo more often. It was just their schedules always clashed. "Remy could even come with her." Rory offered.

"That won't be necessary. You should give her the night off. Lo can stay with us. You can remember what life with Logan was like before you were parents. It'll be nice." Lorelai loved her granddaughter almost as much as she loved her daughter. She also loved the thought of her daughter getting a night to herself.

"Thanks Mom." Rory glanced at the clock above the cash register and sighed. Her toes were done as was her Mom time. She hugged her mom and told her that Remy would drop Lo off later tonight. Then she rushed off to her class.

Lorelai watched Rory leave and couldn't help but wonder when she had gone from her little girl to Lo's mother and Logan's wife. She handed the young woman sitting at her feet a generous tip and then went off to work.

By the time Rory got home that night she was two things, dead tired and flustered. Her professor was Swedish and absolutely maddening. All she wanted to do right now was sleep. Sleep. Oh and then sleep some more. She walked into the kitchen only to find Logan sitting there in a Yale sweatshirt and boxers reading the newspaper. "What are you doing out of bed?"

Logan resisted the urge to roll his eyes. He hated when she treated him like a five year old. Still he couldn't lie. It was kind of cute. He shrugged sheepishly and then pointed to the white containers sitting on the kitchen counter.

"Oh." She gushed as he made her way towards him. She placed the lightest kiss on his forehead. "I don't want to get sick too."

Logan pouted. "I'm not contagious."

"That's what the all say." Rory countered as she made her way over to the Indian food he had ordered. She loved Indian food. "Let's go to bed." She suggested.

"Rory, please, I'm a sick man. Could you not use me for my body tonight? Gosh you are insatiable." Logan joked as he grabbed the food and followed her upstairs.

Christopher stood in the doorway to the den and watched as his wife danced around the room with his granddaughter. She was talking to the little girl as if the little girl could talk back. Lo was a bright child but she was nowhere near talking. "Are you two having a nice chat?"

"Marvelous. We were discussing her mother." Lorelai said as she dipped the young girl. "And golf." She added.

"She knows about golf?"

Lorelai nodded. "Well surely you didn't think I was the one discussing golf. It seems she is absolutely in love with Tiger. She wants me to get his number for her."

"Isn't she a little young?" Christopher pointed out.

Lorelai shook her head. "Nah, your never too young to find the guy you want to spend the rest of your life with. Look at me and you. Look at Rory and Logan. Two perfect examples of starting young."

"The difference is we were both young when we met. Tiger Woods is like thirty."

Lorelai pretended that Lo was whispering in her ear. "She wants you to stop judging her. I mean we don't knock you for loving Christie Brinkley."

"Low blow you two." Christopher joked. He couldn't help but wonder how life had gone from so complicated just a year ago to being so nearly perfect. He kissed both his wife and granddaughter on the head and couldn't help but think that moments like these were going to become a staple of their life.

Oh my gosh I can't believe it took me so long to update. Life had just been so…hectic. I mean I have just been so busy. I hope you like it. Please review. Thanks!