CHAPTER SIX

RORY

I was about to walk out the door, Cameron in trail. We were running late this morning. My cell phone rang and I picked it up without look at the caller ID.

"Hello." I answered, hurrying down the hall.

"Hello Rory. It's your Grandmother."

"Hi Grandma. What can I do for you?" I said, wishing I hadn't answered my phone. I was going to be seriously late.

"I was just calling to see how Cameron is doing." She said and I knew it was more than that, it always was.

"Tell Grandma I want her to sign me cast!" Cameron said from behind me. She had choosen a bright pink cast that I was sure was going to get filthy.

"Cameron wants you to sign her cast." I relaid the message.

"Tell her I will do no such thing! That's so tacky." I decided not to tell Cameron that, if she wanted her cast tacky, then she could have it tacky.

"Not to be rude Grandma, but I am going to be really late for work." I raised my hand for a taxi.

"Actually..." She said and I rolled my eyes. She always had an agenda. "I heard Logan was back in town. I was wondering if you could bring him with you and Cameron to dinner on Friday."

"Well..." I stalled.

"I guess Grandma. I have to go, I'll see you friday." I said and hung up the phone. Logan was not going to want to go. Once I got to work, I saw that Logan had called. I sat down and picked up the phone. Here goes nothing.

LOGAN

"Hey Ace." I answered my phone.

"Hey. I got your call."

"Yeah. I wanted to ask you something." I said. I wanted to make everything official.

"Shoot." She told me.

"Would you like to go out with me on Friday?"

"I would love to but..." She said and I felt myself frown. "We already have plans."

"What kind of plans?" I asked.

"Firday night dinners."

"You still go to those?"

"Yes, I do. It gives Cameron a chance to see her Great Grandparents."

"I get that, I really do, but did I hear a 'we'?"

"Because my Grandma heard you were back in town."

"Does she know I am Cameron's Father?" I asked. I knew Emily or Richard would have called my Dad as soon as they found out Ace was pregnant with my child.

"No, they don't"

"What did you tell them?"

"I didn't."

"What do you mean." Ace liked to play with my mind sometimes, making me confused.

"They asked, I didn't tell them but I think they proberly figured it out when they found out you left, but they didn't ask again." She explained to me. I didn't say anything. I didn't like being reminded of how much I missed. It still bothered me. "But if you don't want to go I can make up some excuse and we could go out."

"No, it's fine." I said, giving in at the desperate tone in her voice. "What time?"

"We have to be there at 6:30."

"I'll pick you guys up at 5:45" I told her and pictured her smile I knew she was wearing. "So what about Sunday? Any event we are going to that I don't know about?"

"None that I can think of."

"So how about we go out then?" I asked.

"Depend. What did you have in mind?"

"Can't tell you Ace. You'll just have to wait and see, and don't worry about Cameron. I have it covered."

"Ok. Are you coming over tonight?" She asked me. I had a routine to spend sometime with both of them.

"Yeah. I'll see you at 7:30" I said. We said out goodbyes and I hung up smiling.

EMILY

I shooed off the maid to finish setting the table. They were going to be here any minute and the whole house was in shambles. Just my luck. "Felicia, did you relfil the ice bucket on the drink cart yet?"

"Yes Ma'm."

The doorbell rang, they were here. "I got it Felicia. Go check on dinner. Richard! They're here!" Felicia nodded and walked away, she had a little bounce in her step, a little too perky for me.

"Be right there." Richard called back to me. I wuckly walked to the door and opened it.

"Well, Hello." I greeted them, hugging Cameron, who has the tendency to cling onto people.

"It has been like forever Grandma."

"Only a week." I reminded her before hugging her tightly.

"Where's Grandpa?" Rory asked me.

"I'm not sure. Proberly in that study of his." I said before calling Richard again, his response was a quick, sharp "Coming."

"What would you like to drink?" I asked polietly.

"Scotch neat." Logan said and I looked at Rory.

"Just a soda." She sad, followed closely by a 'me too' from Cameron. I walked to the drink cart and started to make the drinks before I was interrupted by the doorbell ringing.

"That must be Lorelai." I excused myself and meet her at the door with the maid.

"Hi Mom."

"Hello Lorelai. Everyone is waiting in the livingroom."

"Let's not keep them that way then." She said, walking into the livingroom and hugging Rory and Cameron.

"The drinks! I almost forgot about them." I cursed myself. "What can I get you Lorelai?"

"White wine."

"Can do." I said and went to the drink cart again. Richard finally joined us.

"Did I miss any good conversation?" He asked.

"No, we were just talking about Jerusalem and the Gaza Strip and was just moving on to the Death Penality and gay marraiges." Lorelai joked.

"Good, I got here just in time then." Richard smiled and asked if I needed any help with the drinks. He brought half of them over ans sat down next to me.

"So what would you like for your birthday Cammie?" I asked her

"I need a new doll. Bobby from next door put mine in the microwave."

"What? Why would he do that?" Logan asked, shocked

"He said he wanted to give her a tan." Cameron giggled."His Mom got so mad."

"I wasn't too happy either." Rory commented, sipping her drink."So the party is on Saturday at my apartment, not a big deal, just a few friends and a clown."

"I believe that's how your 8th party started out. 'nothing big' and ended up with the cops shutting us down, and arrested the clown." Lorelai said.

"Best one ever."

"They arrested the clown at you 8 year old birthday party?" Logan asked.

"Yeah. It was awsome." Rory laughed.

"How about we save that for her 10th birthday." Logan said and I smiled at him. He was staying and taking responsibility for his daughter. It was about time.

"How nice." I said. I wondered if they were back together yet. It was Febuary. Shira and I could have a wedding planned by mid June. Things were finally shaping up to what they were supposed to be.

CAMERON

It was my 6th birthday. It was finally here, and short of the pony I asked for, everything was coming out good. I finally had a Daddy. He is finally here to take care of me like Mommy promised. Everyone was here, Uncle Finn, Uncle Colin, Nana, Papa Luke, Grandpa Chris, Aunt Lane and all of my friends, including Carol Jefferson. I couldn't wait to see the look on her snotty face whens he saw me with my Dad. It was perfect.

"Logan, can you get the door. It's proberly my Grandparents." I hear my Mom tell my Dad.

"Sure Ace." She said, kissing her before he went to the door. They did that alot. The kissing. It was like we were a real family. I made a note to ask Dad why he called Mom Ace so much. Grandma and Grandpa came over and hugged me. Dad told them to put my preasent on the table and kissed the top of my head.

"Happy birthday Baby." He told me and I smiled. I liked having him around.

"Thank you Daddy." He walked away, leaving me to play with my friends and Carol. About a half an hour later, Dad was sitting on the couch next to Mom, talking to Grandma and Grandpa. I made sure Carol was watching and jumped on his lap, putting my arms around his neck and hugging him.

"Daddy!" I said loudly. A big smile appeared on Grandma and Grandpa's faces. I stuck my tounge out at Carol and she walked away.

"Hey Princess." He said, hugging me. "Why don't you go fine Nana and Papa Luke, we can cut the cake."

"Ok." I said, jumping off of his lap and going to fine Nana. What a birthday.

LOGAN

"Come on Honey. Time for bes." I stood next to Cameron.

"Come on Daddy! 10 more minutes please." She gave me that look, the patoned Huntzberger look I had mastered many years ago.

"10 minutes, then it's time for bed." I gave in and sat down next to her on the couch. She laughed at something on the T.V. and I smiled. I loved her laugh, whenever I heard it, it brought me back to my college days with Rory. Ace came in the room and looked shocked at me sitting with Cameron.

"I thought you were coming to take Cameron to bed." Rory asked me.

"I was but,"

"Here I thought your charm was immune to Huntzbergers."

"You thought wrong then, because this one." I pointed to Cameron. "Is a real charmer."

"Come on Cammie, time for bed."

"Come on Mommy. 10 more minutes please." I almost laughed at Cameron's face, begging.

"I may not be a Huntzberger, but i'm immune, now up, bed, now." I stared at her, maybe one day she would be a Huntzberger.

"Fine." Cameron got up and Rory and I followed her into her room.

"Get in bed so we can tuck you in." Rory patted the bed and Cameron laid down.

"Did you enjoy your birthday?" Rory asked. We both sat down on the bed.

"Very much." She smiled. I loved that smile.

"Did you get everything you wanted." I asked, knowing if there was something, I would go and get it for her. I wanted her to have everything.

"Yes, except for one thing." She told us, innocently.

"I told you we couldn't get a pony Cammie. No place to put it." Rory explained. I wondered if I could rent a stable. I'd call tomorrow.

"No, I gave up on that, Carol said her Dad is getting her one for Christmas and I don't want her to think I am copying her."

"What is it then?" I asked.

"Well..." Cameron stalled before saying. "I wanted Daddy to move in with us."

"Oh Honey." Rory quickly replied. I was speachless.

"That's not going to happen anytime soon."

"Why not?" She asked, her eyes sparkling.

"Because Mommy and I are still figuring things out, it will happen one day." I reassured her.

"Do you promise?" She asked me, taking my hand.

"I promise."

"Alright. Goodnight and Happy Birthday."

"Thank you Mommy. Goodnight Daddy." I kissed the top of her head and waiting for Rory outside of Cameron's room. She walked out a second later and stared at me. We walked into the livingroom.

"You shouldn't promise her if you don't mean it because that is what my Dad did to me and I don't want to see that happen to her."

"I'm not your Dad."

"I know that Logan. I just want to know that your serious about everything. Me, us, Cameron."

"I am serious about this. I meant it."

"Good because I think Cameron could take you."

"She could, could she?" I asked.

"I think so."

"Here I thought you were immune to the Huntzberger charm."

"I am." Rory insisted. I smiled and kissed her.

"So tomorrow?" I asked her.

"My Mom is coming over to babysit, she'll be here around 8."

"Sounds great."

"Bye Ace." I told her, kissing her again.