A/N: Okay guys…I hate to do this to you, but I've decided to end this story. It's been a long time coming. I have been working on this story for two years. I have a lot of unfinished stories that I am slowly trying to finish because I am constantly coming up with new ideas. I appreciate everyone's support on this story over the last two years.

Chapter 13

Lorelai and Christopher named the twins Kevin Daniel Gilmore-Hayden and James Charles Gilmore-Hayden. Even though Lorelai had to have an emergency C-section both of the boys were completely healthy. Over the course of the next couple of months, Rory and Logan balanced school, work and family obligations. But the holidays were coming, and they had several holiday parties to attend. This particular day they were sitting at the apartment.

Rory POV

Logan and I were sitting at the apartment waiting on my parents to call and tell us what time G's plane was getting in. We were picking her up at the airport on the way to the house. I was flipping channels while Logan was reading the paper. "So…" Logan said.

I looked at him. "What?"

"Nothing." He said.

"Well, it's something so what is it?" I asked.

"I was just thinking about something that I wanted to talk to you about, but I'm not sure how you'll react."

"Can you just tell me?" I asked, starting to get annoyed.

"What if we eloped?" Logan asked, completely shocking me. I stood up and walked into the kitchen to fix myself another cup of coffee. "Ror, you okay?"

"Umm…yeah. Wait…no. I don't know." I said, taking a drink of my coffee. "Have you lost your mind? Your mother and my grandmothers would kill us if we eloped." I said.

"Maybe but think about it. If we eloped and only told the men… my dad, your grandpa then we might could get away with it. Plus, this way they could still plan a big party for their business associates." Logan said.

I stood there and took another drink of my coffee. What Logan was saying made sense. "When would you wanna do it?" I asked him, with a slight smile on my face.

"I was thinking New Years. I thought that we could grab your parents and our friends and go to New York." Logan said.

"Don't forget my sister." I said, smiling.

"Really? You wanna do it?" He asked.

"Sure, why not? I mean we've already said that neither one of us really wanted to do the whole society wedding anyway. Eloping seems like the best solution. Although if my grandmothers try to murder me…I'm blaming you." I said. I finished my coffee, right as the landline phone rang. I walked into the living room and picked it up to answer it. "Hello?"

"Ror." Mom said.

"Hey Mom, when's G getting in?" I asked.

"In two hours." She said.

"Okay, Logan and I will go to the airport and pick her up and then head to the house." I said.

"Sounds good." Mom said and hung up.

I turned back to Logan and he was staring at me. "What?" I asked.

"You didn't tell her." He said.

"It's not exactly something that you tell over the phone." I said, "Come on, we gotta go."

I grabbed my jacket and my keys, and we walked out the door. As I was driving towards Hartford International Airport, I couldn't but think about mine and Logan's conversation. If everything we according to plan in about a week Logan and I would be getting married. After we picked up G from the airport, we headed to the house. Grandma had insisted with all of the holiday parties in November and December that she should hire a live-in nanny. Mom was reluctant to do so, but she also knew that Grandma would want her at all of the parties, so she finally agreed. G informed Mom and Dad that her boyfriend would be visiting during the holidays. I thought that Dad was gonna have a heart attack. After dinner that night, Logan and I sat down with Mom and Dad and told them that we were planning to elope New Year's Eve and that we wanted them and G there. We told them the whole plan. Mom loved it. She said that she couldn't wait to see the look on everyone's face (Shira, Grandma Emily and Grandma Francine) when we told them. Dad was happy for us and told us that whatever we needed to let him know and that he would take care of it.

The day before Christmas Eve, Grandma Francine had her Christmas party. It was more relaxed than Shira's or even Grandma Emily's. Christmas Eve was Shira's Christmas party. It was completely stressful. And thank god we had already been to Grandma Emily's two weeks ago, because they were going to Europe. G, Steph, Mom and I spent a lot of free time shopping around the parties. Of course, we had to do the shopping in New York so that nobody in Hartford found out. Logan and Dad took care of telling Mitchum and Grandpa. They thought that it was a wonderful idea as long as we got the prenups taken care beforehand. We didn't have a problem with that.

It was New Year's Eve. Today was the day. Logan and I were getting married today. I couldn't believe that we were finally doing this. We were getting married today and we weren't doing it in Hartford Society. Today we were joining three blue blood families…at least that was what Grandma referred to it as. I had found this gorgeous white lace strapless dress when me and the girls had gone shopping. It was perfect. I couldn't believe how perfect the dress was. Logan ended up wearing a black suit with a silver tie. It was perfect. It was simple and perfect. It was us. After the ceremony, we all went out to a nice dinner where G's boyfriend met up with us. Turned out he was a member of the DuGrey family that all of us had forgotten about. He was Rosemary and Tristin's younger brother Ashton. He seemed completely different than the rest of his family.

Logan and I were able to take a honeymoon right then because our classes would be starting back in a few days. The following Friday, Grandma and Grandpa would be back from Europe and we were all having dinner together at the club. I knew that way she couldn't yell at me. It would be everyone, The Huntzberger, The Gilmores, The Gilmore-Haydens, and me and Logan (we still hadn't decided what we were calling ourselves). That night, Logan was already dressed and was waiting for me. I was running late. I had spent that afternoon working at the office, and I had stayed longer than I had intended, but oh well it happens. Logan had definitely had his fair share of working late at the office.

When we walked into the club, Logan and I were late for dinner and everyone was probably waiting for us. When we approached the table, I saw Grandma Emily was glaring at me. "Sorry we're late everyone." I said.

"School or work?" Mitchum asked me.

"Work. My boss is a tyrant." I said, and we all started laughing. Well everyone except for Grandma Emily. She was glaring.

"I don't understand what's so funny." Grandma Emily said.

I let out a sigh. "I work for Mitchum, Grandma. I have spent the last six months rebranding the publishing side of his company." I told her. Nothing. This was going to be a long night. Okay…moving on. "Anyway, Logan and I have an announcement." Everyone was staring at us. "Okay, so New Year's Eve, Logan and I went to New York and we…"

"You what?" Shira asked.

"Got married." Logan finished for me. This earned us a couple of glares from Shira, Grandma Francine and Grandma Emily.

"Congratulations, you two." Grandpa said.

"Congratulations." Mitchum said.

"Has everyone here lost their minds." Grandma Emily said. We all turned our heads and looked at her. "I have spent months planning this wedding. It was going to be the wedding of the year."

"You've been planning?" Grandma Francine and Shira said at the same time.

"Well, the three of us have been planning." Grandma Emily corrected. "What do you expect us to do? We can't get deposits back."

"Actually Emily, we thought about that. We thought that maybe we could still use the venue and just have a big reception instead." Logan said.

"Yeah Grandma. This way you haven't lost any money." I told her.

"It's not the worst idea, Emily." Shira said.

"Hmm…we could use this to our advantage." Grandma Francine agreed. I looked at Logan and smiled.

That spring Logan graduated from Yale. I still had a year to go with all of the extra classes that I had been taking in the summer. Mitchum used Logan to check on other papers for the next year. Mitchum called Logan his floater. From time to time he would have me go along too. Mitchum called us his power couple. He liked to use us to scare his employees.

After I graduated from Yale, Logan and I moved to New York. We found this cute little house that just screamed us. Logan spent most of his time working out of the Hartford office while I worked out of the New York office. We were very content with our lives.

Three years later…

Logan and I had built a wonderful life together since we had graduated from Yale and gotten married. Unfortunately, it wasn't always good times. A year and a half ago, Grandpa had a heart attack and he didn't make it. Grandma was devastated. She and Grandma Francine ended up doing some travelling a few months after the funeral. We've had some rough patches but hopefully things are looking up…especially since we're expecting our first child.

A girl…Alexis Lorelai Huntzberger.

A/n: Hope you liked it. One chapter left….