AN: I do not own Gilmore Girls. This makes me very sad.

The ride to Stars Hollow was quiet, the only sound was the radio. The tension was thick, all three worrying about another confrontation.

Finn pulled up in front of Luke's at ten after eleven. Colin and Steph were already there, waiting outside. Looking inside the diner, Rory saw why, Lorelai was there. Finn must have realized too, because he kept driving towards the crap shack, with Colin following.

When they arrived, Rory got out and walked swiftly inside. "She should be there for a while. That will give us enough time to pack," she said pulling things out of her closet and handing them to Logan. Finn and Colin had grabbed boxes and where putting them together while Steph folded Rory's clothes.

"We're going to need more boxes than this, Love," Finn said once all the boxes were put together.

"There are more in the hall closet, dad never took them," Rory said.

"You could just leave some of your books," Logan suggested, knowing it would get a rise out of his fiancé.

"NEVER!" Rory exclaimed.

It took an hour to pack all of Rory's things into boxes, and put it all into the SUV's. As they were heading back to Luke's they saw Lorelai driving towards the house. The group made a quick stop at the diner getting food to go before heading back to Hartford. Rory had called Francine before going into Luke's to let her know that they would be dropping everything off at her house.

By the time they were done unloading, there was just enough time to head back to Finn's and grab Rory and Logan's bags before going to the airport. Colin and Steph left their car at Finn's and rode with the others.

They arrived at the airport to see Paris and Doyle waiting for them. Rory got out and immediately went over to Paris, while Logan said bye to the boys. "You'll come for Thanksgiving right?" she asked giving Paris a hug.

"I have nowhere else to be. Nowhere else I'd rather be either," Paris answered in a rare showing of her emotions.

"You can have Finn's room. Or we'll finish the basement," Rory said, chuckling at the horrified expression of the thought of sleeping in a bed that had once accommodated Finn.

"That would be better," Paris said, hugging Rory again. "Bye Ror."

"Bye Paris," Rory said before walking over to the others. Hugging Finn Rory said, "We'll see you soon Finn."

"Of course little sister," Finn smiled.

"Bye Reporter Girl," both Colin and Steph said at the same time.

"Bye guys," Rory replied hugging both of them.

Another round of hugs from Rory and handshakes from Logan and Rory took Logan's hand and headed to security.

When they were halfway to security, Paris yell, "Take care of them Huntzburger."

Logan turned and smirked at Paris before saying, "Always Gellar."

The flight back to California was interesting. Rory explained to Logan how she and Paris knew Tristan. Logan brought the topic up, "So Ace, if you know Tristan, then know who his Mary was?" he asked.

"Paris and I went to Chilton with Tristan. And yes I know who Mary was."

"Well who was it?" he asked impatiently.

"First I want to say that Mary was never his."

"Ace you're killing me. You know who she was. Tell me please."

"Why do you want to know so bad?" Rory asked curiously.

"She's all he would talk about. Always saying that she was the perfect girl, and he was upset that she never really wanted anything to do with him." Rory just sat there astonished, blushing madly. It was the blush that clued Logan in. "No way, you were Tristan's Mary."

"I was not his Mary. I was not his anything. I hated being called Mary. Gah."

"So you were the Chilton Mary?" Logan smirked, thinking of all the possibilities.

"Get that thought out of your head right now," Rory said seeing his smirk.

"I have no idea what you're talking about Ace."

"Yes you do, besides my uniform won't fit right now. Your child is in the way."

"And that is what makes everything perfect."

"Anyway, back to Tristan, have you actually asked him to be in the wedding or are you just assuming that he'll do it?" she asked.

"We talked about it when we were younger, saying that we would be in each other's weddings."

"Aww, you were planning your wedding when you were younger," Rory teased.

"More like the bachelor party, we had our wedding parties picked out according to who we wanted at our bachelor parties. Remember Ace, I'm a rebel and marrying someone I love and not a trophy wife."

"I know Logan. So how did I not know that you and Tristan were cousins?"

"It never really came up. We're second cousins, his mom's mom was grandma Aurora's sister. Besides we haven't really talked much since he went to military school. I was in my first year at Yale and was busy and he was getting into trouble, more than I ever did even."

Rory snorted and said, "Busy? Yeah, busy rotating beds." As soon as she said it she felt horrible. "I'm so sorry Logan. I don't know why I said that."

Seeing her distressed look he wrapped an arm around her shoulder and said, "It's ok Ace. And to an extent that's true, but I did do work my freshman year. Not quite as much as my senior but more than the other two."

There was still four more hours till they landed and Logan noticed Rory trying to hid a yawn. "Sleep Ace. I'll wake you up before we land," he said rubbing her shoulder and letting her rest her head on his shoulder. Rory fell asleep almost immediately.

Sorry this is so short, but I wanted to post this, and it is a good stopping point before the next chapter. I have most of the next chapter written and I hope to post it soon.

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