AN: This is it! The last official chapter, I still have an epilogue to post tomorrow night. I've really enjoyed writing this journey,and hope that you have enjoyed reading it. To my reviewers! Thank you so much!

One year later

"Come on Logan. Hurry up, we're going to be late." Rory yelled up to the bedroom.

Logan sighed, took a breath and made one last trip through his mental checklist before he was ready to grab the bags and head downstairs.

"Logan, seriously. Sometimes you're worse than a girl. I've been ready for twenty minutes." She chastised him.

"Sorry Ace, what can I say. Perfecting this beauty takes time." He laughed.

"Please." She said. "You wake up looking that good."

"Thanks Ace, my ego enjoyed that." Logan smiled.

"Ok seriously Logan, we need to get going. My grandmother is going to kill us if we are late."

Rory said impatiently.

"Well we certainly don't want to face the wrath of Emily. Come on miss soon to be published author."

The column in the times had been such a hit that it wasn't long before the book deals started to come in. Some were even talking about turning it into a movie.

The commute to Hartford took slightly longer than planned, and Logan was getting pretty antsy sitting in traffic.

"Logan, calm down. It's ok. We still have time to get there."

They were heading to a DAR function, a fundraiser for the Heart and Stroke foundation, spearheaded by Emily, in memory of Richard. The second anniversary of his death was fast approaching, Emily wanted to find a way to honour his memory.

By the time they arrived at the country club they were definitely running late, barely having enough time to change into their formal wear.

"Logan, you grabbed the wrong garment bag. This isn't the dress I was going to wear. I'm not even sure if this still fits!" Rory sighed, exasperated as she pulled a familiar blue dress out of the garment bag.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry Ace. It'll still fit, I'm sure of it. You look even more amazing than you did back then." Logan said with a smile and a twinkle in his eye.

Rory donned the gown, it did still fit, but it was a tad on the tight side. Smoothing it out she smiled, thinking back to the last time she wore it. When Logan took her by the hand and took a flying leap off a tower.

By the time they had changed, they barely had time to slide into their seats before dinner was served.

Logan still appeared slightly antsy, but Rory chalked it up to the fact that his parents were sitting two tables away.

Shira and Mitchum had found out about Rory not long after she was hired at the New York Times. To Shira, it was the end of the world. To Mitchum, he was secretly pleased. He recognized that Rory brought out the best in his son, and although he would never admit it. He was a little proud of her, for proving him wrong.

Dinner went by without a hitch, and soon the dance would begin.

Part way through the evening, Logan saw Finn re-enter the ballroom and head over to the DJ booth. Shortly thereafter Moon River came on.

"Come on Ace. Let's dance." Logan grabbed her hand.

As he took Rory into his arms and began to dance, he looked over his shoulder and Finn gave him a thumbs up. He smiled. As they continued dancing he looked over to Lorelai, she gave him a sweet smile as well. He felt some relief wash over him.

"I have such good memories of this song Ace."

"Oh do you?" She asked, smiling as she knew exactly what he was referring to.

"The last time I danced to this song, it was with a girl, who wanted to have fun. Stringless fun. I might add. I warned her, that I didn't think she was cut out for that, but she insisted that she was. She was wrong. But so was I. I didn't think I was boyfriend material, that I couldn't make a commitment."

Rory smiled. "I'm glad we were wrong."

"You know though. I always wondered what might have happened if we weren't interrupted that night." Logan said with a mischievous smile.

He leaned in close and whispered in her ear. "Maybe we should go find out."

"Logan. Here? Now? We can't." Rory replied.

"Sure we can Ace. Need I remind you that last time this was your idea? Come on."

Logan dragged Rory off the dance floor and off to find the room they had commandeered more than a decade ago.

"I think this is it." Rory said, reaching for the door.

Kissing Logan as she reached for the doorknob, they stepped into the room. When she turned around, her breath was completely taken away from her.

Every inch of the room was covered in candles. In the centre of the room, their rocket sat on a table, surrounded by other mementos of their relationship.

"Logan? What is this?" She asked.

As she turned around, she saw that Logan was down on one knee.

"Rory, I know you aren't one for grand gestures, but like I told you last time. Proposals are about grand gestures. I'm kind of hoping this one goes a little better than last time though." Logan chuckled.

"When I lost you all those years ago, my life was never the same. I tried to mask the pain, and move on, but I never truly could. Then, a tragedy brought us back together, but tore us back apart. I thought my life was over at that point. When I saw you that day at Finn's apartment, I was in shock. I didn't think I would have the opportunity to talk things out with you. And then, we happened. You jumped, took a leap of faith in yourself, and took a leap of faith in me. This last year, has been the best year of my life, you have been by my side every day, and I want that to continue, until we're old and grey" he took a breath.

"Rory Gilmore. Will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?"

Rory paused, for what felt like forever, before a smile crept into her face and responded "you jump, I jump Jack."

"That's the best news I've ever heard Ace." Logan smiled, picking her up, twirling her around and kissing her again.

"Ok, we better get back out there. I'm sure your mom is dying to see you." Logan told her.

"My mom knows?" Rory asked.

"Of course your mom knows. And let me tell you, her response was much more enthusiastic than the last time I spoke to her on that particular topic."

"Well that's a relief" Rory laughed.

"But wait before we go" Rory grabbed his tie and bit her lip.

"I thought we were going to see where this went, without interruptions this time. Logan smiled, kissed her, and went over to make sure that the door was locked this time.

Half an hour later, looking slightly disheveled, Rory and Logan emerged, smiling and walked hand in hand back to the ballroom.

Lorelai immediately came over, hugging her daughter. Both were soon excitedly discussing the news, so much so that they started to draw the attention of others. Rory looked back at Logan, grabbed his hand and nodded.

Many people were now looking at them, so Logan spoke up.

"Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention for a moment please. Many years ago in this very ballroom, a journey started, we didn't know where it would lead us, but we were willing to take that first step. Today, we decided to take another step. I would like to introduce you to my fiancé, Rory Gilmore."

Polite applause surrounded them, and many well wishes of congratulations were given for the remainder of the evening.

As they were heading out, they went to say goodbye to Emily.

"Rory, your grandfather would be so proud of you. Your success this last year, and the happiness that you are radiating. He is looking down today and smiling."

Rory thanked her grandmother, gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and headed out to the car.

"Take me home Mr. Huntzberger" Rory said.

"Right away Mrs. Soon to be Huntzberger" Logan smiled, as they climbed in the car to head back to New York.