Disclaimer: I own Aaron and Emma. That is pretty much it.

A/N: This might be kind of a boring chapter, but I promise it all needs to be said. Or at least, I think it does! Thanks for the lovely reviews on the last chapter, I hope you enjoy this one!

The wedding planning had definitely picked up now that the wedding was only a month away. Obviously Emily was no longer welcome in the planning sessions, but they had plenty of help from the residents of their small little town.

Before they knew it, another Friday night had rolled around. The whole family Lorelai, Rory, Emma, Aaron, and Jess were sitting in Luke's Diner. They hadn't ordered yet and sitting in the diner was a little awkward in general, because it was a Friday night, and they were supposed to be at the Gilmore's. Of course, they weren't going again until Emily chose to apologize and until Rory chose to forgive. They had draped a sheet over the elephant in the room though, because they were all thinking about being at the Gilmore's, but no one, not even Aaron, was going to mention it.

Lorelai was staring out the window and suddenly gasped. "Uh-oh."

"What?" Jess asked.

"Well, I'm not sure, but trouble could be coming," Lorelai pointed to a very fancy car parking in front of Luke's Diner. The only place they had seen that car before was at the Gilmore's mansion and they were absolutely positive this was their car.

Rory closed her eyes. "Oh no. I knew Grandma wouldn't be able to let it go."

"Don't worry!" Emma cried. "It's just Gramps."

Richard Gilmore walked into the diner sending the little bell on the door into a fit, ringing loudly.

"Gramps!" Emma shouted. "How did you know we were here? What are you doing here?"

Richard smiled at his youngest granddaughter. "I went to your house and didn't find you there, and met a nice, although quite talkative, lady at Rory's house who told me that if I couldn't find you at either place it was most likely you would be here. Of course, she seemed very surprised that you weren't in Hartford tonight."

"The town doesn't know yet?" Jess asked, shocked.

"Well, it's only been a week," Aaron rationalized.

"But with Ms. Patty and Babette," Jess pointed out.

"We haven't told anyone," Lorelai said. "Besides, they would only find out if we continued being seen on Friday nights in town. Of course, they know now, because Dad was outside the Crap Shack and ran into Babette."

"Crap Shack?" Richard asked confused. "Babette?"

Aaron shook his head. "Trust me, Gramps, you don't want to know. It's just some stupid stuff that would take too long to answer."

"Hey!" Rory said. "You do not get to call my house or my crazy neighbor stupid!"

Aaron shrugged. "I'm telling the truth."

Rory shook her head. "You are too much like Luke."

"Why thank you," Aaron said, smiling. Being told he was like his father was the highest form of compliments when it came to him.

"Richard, you never answered Emma's other question," Jess reminded him. "What are you doing here?"

Richard sighed. "Well, it is Friday night and we are supposed to have dinner. Now, I completely understand that you cannot come to our house anymore because of recent events, but that shouldn't mean I don't get to see my daughter and grandchildren. Therefore, I have decided to come to your house…well, town, for dinner. I had originally planned to come to your house, but since no one was at your respective houses…"

"Dad, you should've told us," Lorelai said. "We would've been there."

Richard shrugged his shoulders. "There's always next week."

"Won't Grandma be mad?" Rory asked, her voice quiet. She didn't want her grandmother to be mad at Richard or at her family, no matter how she may feel about her right now.

"She doesn't know," Richard told Rory. "And she will probably never know. Of course, I am doing nothing wrong. I have every right to see you…unless you don't want me to."

"No, no!" Rory hurried to assure him. "We do. You're right. You didn't do anything wrong. Not now and not before."

Richard nodded. "Well then, I see you don't have food. I assume you haven't already eaten." When everyone at the table shook their heads he continued, "Let's eat!"

Luke, who had heard seen Richard climb out of the fancy car and had been keeping a careful watch on the conversation ever since then, walked over to them. He was quite proud of the elder Gilmore. He knew it wasn't easy for him to defy his wife, even if she didn't know she was being defied, and come all the way to Stars Hollow to eat with his family. Then again, he was glad he was doing it. If there was anything Rory needed right now, it was love and assurance that no matter what Emily had said or done, Rory was NOT a mistake.

"What would you like?" Luke asked coming to stand in front of their table. Like always, Lorelai, Rory and Emma ordered something fattening, cholesterol filled and unhealthy. Jess and Aaron ordered something healthy and Richard just shook his head at the different dynamics of this family. He ordered a burger, but asked for lettuce and tomatoes on it and also got a salad on the side. He figured the burger couldn't hurt him too much if he was balancing it out with the healthy food too. "I'll be back in a few minutes with the food," Luke assured them.

"Hey, get yourself some food and eat with us!" Lorelai shouted at his retreating form.

Luke smiled back at her and nodded his head as his assent. The smile stayed on Luke's face throughout the night. Everyone was smiling the whole night, even Aaron, and Luke had a feeling this was the most enjoyable night the family had ever spent with one of the elder Gilmore's.

"Do you have to go already, Gramps?" Aaron asked him.

Richard looked at his grandson, shock apparent in his features. Aaron was never one to beg for him to stay. "I'm afraid so. If I get back any later Emily won't believe I was at the club and I will have to form a more fashionable lie, which will not turn out well."

"Will we see you next Friday?" Lorelai asked.

"Of course," Richard agreed. "Just tell me what time and where."

"Make it six-thirty, our usual time," Rory said.

"And at our house!" Emma offered.

Lorelai nodded. "That works. As long as you can get a night off, Luke. We have to have someone to cook the food!"

Jess chuckled. "I would hate to see what would happen to the house if these girls tried to cook."

"Hey!" Lorelai, Rory and Emma shouted.

Richard was laughing too. "I have a feeling they would be just as horrible as Emily. That is why the cook does all of our cooking. I will see you all next week?"

"Of course you will," Rory said. "After all…"

"It is Friday Night," Lorelai finished. She had a feeling that as long as they could, the tradition of Friday Night Dinner would always be upheld. Even if it turned out to be in Stars Hollow, in Luke's Diner, with only one of her parents.

-%

"I don't believe you!" Emily shouted at Richard.

"Emily, dear," Richard tried to placate her. "I was at the club with some of the men from the firm. We were talking about old times and I was telling them how horrible they are doing without me."

"I don't believe you!" Emily repeated. "I have proof! I called the club earlier to ask you if we could make it tomorrow night to the Lockwood's for dinner. Naturally we can't because we don't like them, but I had to make it look like we might come. When I called the club they said you weren't there and hadn't been there all night! So, Richard…tell me where you were all night!"

Richard sighed. He knew when he had been beat. "I went to Friday Night Dinner with our daughter and grandchildren, in Stars Hollow."

"What?!" Emily shrieked.

"Please, you don't have to yell," Richard told her.

"How dare you betray me like that? How dare you talk to them when I can't?" Emily cried.

Richard narrowed his eyes. He wasn't prone to fighting with his wife, but when the situation called for it, he would. Right now, the situation called for it. "How dare you try to make this about you? I know your memory hasn't failed you yet, but I will refresh it for you. You can't see them or talk to them because you called Rory, our granddaughter, a mistake. That family hates you because of that. I tried to defend her; I tried to shut your mouth before you opened it and caused a rift again, but you wouldn't listen to me. This estrangement, the fact that you won't see Rory get married, the fact that you won't ever see her children, the fact that you might not even see Emma, Aaron and Lorelai again is not their fault. They have been nothing but pleasant toward you in six years. Those children love us but the same thing is going to happen to them that happened with Rory. I will not miss these two kids growing up because of something you said. You won't see them grow up, you won't see Rory get married or have children and you have no one to blame for that but yourself. See how that feels. I'm going to the pool house." With a final look at his wife, he was gone, the door had slammed and Emily was left alone.

Emily turned around and her eyes alighted on the picture of her, Richard and Lorelai above the mantle. Her eyes traveled down and she saw a picture of Rory graduating Chilton and a picture of Rory and Jess. Sliding her eyes a little more to the right, there was a picture of Luke, Lorelai, Emma, Aaron, Rory and Jess that had been on the last Christmas card. To the right of that was a picture of Lorelai and Luke from their wedding and lastly, two pictures, one of Aaron and one of Emma, both the twins smiling sweetly for the camera. Emily hated the thought that this might be the last memories she ever had of her grandchildren. As much as she hated to admit it, Richard was right. This was all her fault. She stood next to the mantle staring at the pictures and knew she had to do something to fix this. She was not going to allow some stupid words that she didn't even mean to come between her and her granddaughter. They had always been close.

Walking up the stairs Emily found herself in the room that she had furnished for Rory after she found out her first ten years were lived in that horrible potting shed. She traced one of the sunflowers on the wallpaper and smiled at the stupid boy band posters she had the maid tack up. As she sat down on the bed she had made up to be Rory's, with pink sheets and all, the tears that had been welling up in her eyes since she walked into this room finally fell. She had to quit doing things that made her an outsider in her own family. She had turned her daughter, her granddaughter and now her own husband against her. Emily squeezed her eyes shut and the tears fell faster. Lorelai may have thought Emily had her life all figured out, but Lorelai was wrong. Emily had made bigger messes with her family than Lorelai ever could. Fixing this one was going to take a massive amount of…something. The fact that Emily didn't know what that was worried her because if she didn't know what she needed to fix this…how could she ever hope to make things better?

Well, what do you think? Yes, I realize this hasn't been updated in forever, but I keep forgetting about it. So, if you're still with me could you please let me know and review?