A/N: I'm so so very sorry for not updating sooner. I've been more focused on my new fics and trying to finish Destiny that I have neglected this one. But I had inspiration last night and updated. Since it's summer, I will hopefully have time to update more. Logan fans will love this chapter. Lit fans...patience please. Jess will be returning very very soon. Enough babbling, I hope you enjoy the chapter. Comments are welcomed!

It had been almost a year since Rory had moved in with Logan and almost two years since they had started dating. Rory thought their relationship had been moving fast but she didn't really care…she was in the love with the boy and that was all that mattered to her. Since they had moved in together, their relationship had only intensified. They spent more and more time together and had even more in common now. Rory thought she fell in love with him more and more everyday.

And Logan felt the same way. He was never really a one girl kind of man, until he met Rory. There was something about her: maybe her blue eyes or her quirky spirit. Either way, she changed him…for the better. And he was completely and utterly in love with her…enough to last him a lifetime. That was why he was at the Dragonfly Inn. Logan was going to meet with Lorelai and ask her for permission to marry her daughter. Logan walked into the Inn, appearing to be confident and sure of himself. But inside, Logan was nervous, really nervous. Lorelai scared Logan almost as much as his own father scared him.

"Lorelai?" Logan asked a little shakily once he was inside the Inn.

Lorelai finished staking the papers she tightly held. Once she was finished, she finally addressed Logan. "Ah, yes, Logan. Follow me," she said still in her professional voice. She led Logan to the Dragonfly's restaurant and grabbed them a table. After they both settled into their seat, Lorelai began the conversation again. "So Logan, what can I do for you today?" she asked calmly.

"Well, Lorelai, I'm not going to beat around the bush. You know, I'm completely in love with your daughter."

"I know that Logan."

"And I will always be in love with your daughter. I want to spend the rest of life with Rory."

"Are you…are you…" Lorelai began. She attempted to ask the question several more times but she every time she opened her mouth, the words wouldn't come to her.

"Yea, I am. I'm asking you for your permission to marry Rory."

"Are you crazy?" Lorelai shouted loud enough for the other customers, as well as the guests upstairs in their rooms to hear. "You barely know each other! And you are far too young to get married!"

"With all due respect Lorelai, we have been dating for nearly two years. I feel like we know each other quite well. And we are old enough. When I was in my accident two years ago, it made me realize how precious life is and not to take a single minute for granted. I know I have a full lifetime ahead of me but I don't want to take another chance or another moment for granted."

"Marriage is a big step. It doesn't matter how long you have dated or what age you are, it's still a big deal."

"I know that Lorelai. I wouldn't even consider if I didn't know I was ready or that Rory was ready. With all due respect Lorelai, I know Rory feels the same way."

Lorelai closed her eyes and let out an exasperated sigh. She pondered the question, replaying Logan's speech over and over in her head.

"What smells so good?" Logan asked as soon as he opened the door to his apartment, the aroma of food hitting him in the face.

"Your favorite: takeout from Carlos'," Rory replied as she walked over to Logan. She wrapped her arms around his neck and placed a soft kiss on his lips.

"Dinner in, my favorite food, and welcome home kisses. What did I do to deserve you?"

A smile spread across Rory's face and her eyes lit up. "I keep asking myself the same question," Rory replied and kissed him again.

Logan stopped the kiss and sighed. He had originally wanted to wait and propose at another moment, maybe at a later date when the atmosphere was more romantic. But he didn't want to wait. He was anxious and nervous. He wanted to ask now. "Rory, I've been doing a lot of thinking…"

"And," Rory replied kissing Logan again mid-sentenced.

"We've been dating for a while now. And I'm about to graduate. Things are going well, I love you, you love me, your family loves me…I think we should get married."

"Married?" Rory asked a little surprised.

"Yes. I don't see why we shouldn't. We're in love. We're the perfect couple. And it's the next logical step for us to take in our relationship."

Rory smiled. "You have one flaw in your assessment though."

"Really? What's that?"

"My grandparent's love you. But the verdict is still out on my whole family. And you have to have my mom's permission first. Rules are rules," Rory replied jokingly.

"Well, I think the verdict is already in," Logan replied as he watched Rory's face change from a playful smirk to a look of complete shock. "I asked your mom for permission earlier today and she said yes after a few hours of persuasion." Rory stared at Logan like a deer caught in headlights. She was still in complete shock. Logan got on one knee and pulled a small velvet box from his pocket. "Rory Gilmore, I love you with all my heart. And I always will love you. I want to spend eternity with you and only you. Will you marry me?"

Rory looked down into his gorgeous eyes. "Yes! Of course I will marry you!" She pulled him up from the ground and passionately kissed him. The name 'Rory Gilmore Huntzberger' kept running through her head and she smiled at the thought.