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I started writing this story about a month ago, and just randomly decided to publish it, so I am currently re-reading everything that I have thus far, making edits and changes, and publishing each chapter as I go. I have quite a bit written so far, but I am also dealing with some writers block, so hopefully by re-reading and editing everything, I'll figure out where to go with this and get it finished. If anyone has any ideas of something they would like to see happen, please feel free to let me know.

11pm

Huntzberger Estate

Hartford, Connecticut

"Today has been beyond exhausting!" Rory said walking into Logan's bedroom and collapsing on the bed.

"Yes it has." Logan agreed kicking his shoes off, then emptying his pockets out onto the dresser, "It was really good to see Stephanie and the baby though.

"Little Valerie is so adorable! She looks exactly like Stephanie."

"They spoil her rotten." Logan laughed. "That little girl has Collin completely wrapped around her tiny little finger."

"As she should! I'm glad Collin and Stephanie finally worked things out. They fought their feelings for way too long."

"The same could be said for a couple of other people that we both know . . ."

"Collin and I talked about that today."

"You did? When did you have time for that?"

"At the Times office, while we were getting my things."

"What brought that on?" Logan asked.

"He noticed a picture that had been on my desk. One that reminded me that facing my fears can lead to some pretty amazing things."

"What picture was that?"

"Just one that he took at an LDB event."

"Ok, I'm going to need a few more details here." Logan chuckled.

"It's a picture of us when we landed after jumping off that scaffolding."

"I remember that day. I wanted to kiss you really bad."

"That's what Collin said."

"You've had that on your desk?"

"For the last three years."

"This picture?" Logan asked pulling a small picture from his wallet that he had just set on the dresser.

"Yeah . . ." Rory answered with a soft smile.

"It's been in my wallet for over a decade."

"We are kind of pathetic."

"I wouldn't say pathetic. I would say sentimental . . . He probably told you about my wild dating history while we were apart."

"Just a little bit."

"I had medical school to focus on."

"Dating is over rated anyway." Rory told him.

"I think we probably deserve each other."

"Maybe just a little bit." she agreed as Logan sat down on the bed next to her.

"I'm sorry I walked away at your graduation. I've kicked myself every single day since then."

"We wasted a lot of time."

"I agree."

"Hey Logan . . . Can I ask you something?"

"You know that you can ask me anything." Logan said giving Rory a quizzical look.

"I know I said that I wanted to wait . . . But . . . how much trouble would be be in if we got married right now? Like what if we ran away tonight?"

"Are you asking hypothetically, or do you actually want to do it?"

"I don't know . . . I mean, you know me, I plan everything. I analyze it all to death! Nothing I do is spur of the moment. But I don't know, some small part of me just wants to marry you . . . Like right now . . . Is that too crazy?"

"What's crazy is thinking that I won't go along with it."

"I know we told my mom that we would have dinner with her on Saturday . . ."

"And we can still do that." Logan said reaching for his phone, and quickly sending a text.

"What are you doing?"

"Being irresponsible."

"What?"

"You said you want to get married right now, right?"

"And I asked how much trouble we would be in IF we did."

"Screw the trouble! Grab your bag."

"Where are we going?"

"We're getting married. Our families can kill us later."

"Logan, be serious."

"Rory," Logan started, as he sat his phone down on the bed next to them, ,and reached for Rory's hands. "You just said that part of you wants to just run away and get married. So let's do it Rory. We jumped once before. Let's do it again."

"You know that our families are going to completely flip out, right?"

"You take me for somebody who cares . . . You said that you wanted to go, so let's go. Don't tell me that you are analyzing this to death all of a sudden. Come with me Rory. Let's be crazy together. We would have already been married by now anyway had I not been so stupid and walked away from you all those years ago. So let's go get married. We don't even have to tell anyone if you don't want to. We can get married, and then come back, and not tell anyone. Just act like nothing ever happened, and carry on with planning a wedding after my Dad is doing better. Or . . . We can go get married, and tell everyone after we get back. Let them all be as pissed as they want. We can always plan a big event for everyone else later on."

"Logan, this is completely crazy."

"So let's go! The jet is waiting." he said getting up from the bed, pulling Rory up with him.

"But where are we going?" Rory asked as Logan slipped his shoes back on, and grabbed the bags Finn and Lorelai had packed for them that afternoon.

"Ever been to Saint Croix?"

"Nope."

"Well, you won't be able to say that in another 6 hours." He told her. "Turn off location services on your phone. We don't need your mom seeing where we're at and completely freaking out."

"That's a really good idea." Rory said as she followed Logan out of the room.

"We fly into Saint Croix tonight, landing right at dawn. As soon as the local magistrate's office opens in the morning, we go in and get a marriage license. We can get married right away, either right there in the office, or on the beach if you want to. Then we spend a magical day right there on the island. Saturday morning, we get back on the jet and fly back here just in time to have dinner with your mom as planned. We can tell our families if you want to, or we can wait and tell them later on. After that, we can jump back on the jet, and take off anywhere we want to go. We can go to Hawaii, or even to Greece if you want to. We'll go away for a week, and wait for the media circus to fully die down. Then we'll come back, and dive into getting you settled in at HPG. How does that sound?"

"It sounds absolutely amazing, and completely irresponsible." Rory said as they walked into the garage, and Logan put their things into one of his father's cars, then moved to the small safe on the wall, and opened it up to get the keys he needed.

"It sounds like a crazy Logan Huntzberger adventure. Only now, it's a Logan and Rory adventure." Logan said gently kissing Rory, then helping her into the car. "We'll be married before lunch time tomorrow."

"I can't wait!" Rory said as Logan closed her door, then walked around to his side of the car, and got in, hitting the button to open the garage door so they could leave the house for the last time as an engaged couple.

Friday October 7, 2016

9:00am

Superior Court of the Virgin Islands

Christiansted, Saint. Croix

United States Virgin Islands

"Hey Logan . . . Call me crazy, but what do you think about getting married at midnight?"

"If that's what you want." Logan said as he filled out the marriage application and license paperwork.

"I think it is."

"I'm sure we can arrange that. Any specific reason?"

"Kind of . . ."

"Are you planning to tell me?"

"Well . . . I know things have been really insane lately, and it never actually hit me until I just saw the date . . ." Rory said watching as Logan stopped what he was doing, and looked up at her as everything suddenly clicked in his head.

"Ace, it's your birthday!"

"I can't believe it even happened, but with everything that has been going on lately, I completely spaced it! I didn't even realize what day it is until just now. Like how lame am I for completely forgetting that my birthday is tomorrow! No wonder my mom wants to have dinner with us. She's probably planning some kind of surprise birthday party for me."

"I am so sorry, I can't believe that I spaced it either! I knew that your birthday was coming up really soon, but we've been so busy this week, that it completely slipped my mind. I am so sorry Rory! Of course we can get married on your birthday. That sounds really perfect actually!"

"I think it's the best birthday present ever." Rory said with a beaming smile.

"Let's finish up here, and then we will go do some shopping and celebrate your birthday. Then tonight, we will get married on the beach at midnight."

"That sounds magical!" Rory agreed. "I love you so much!"

"I love you too Ace." Logan said kissing his fiance, then going back to the paperwork he had been working on.

11:00pm

Carambola Beach Resort

St. Croix

US Virgin Islands

"Logan, it is so beautiful here!" Rory said standing out on the balcony of their hotel room, looking out over the beach.

"We can come back and spend the next week here, if that is what you want to do."

"I thought we agreed to have a working honeymoon? Fly to London, take a couple days to ourselves, check in on the offices there, then go to Paris, Italy and Rome?"

"Are you sure that is where you want to go?"

"I think we are being irresponsible enough running away to get married without telling anyone when there is so much work that needs to be done."

"But being irresponsible is so much more fun than working, Ace." Logan said kissing her neck. "Besides, why should we ever have to leave the hotel room unless we want to?"

"You are a really bad influence, did you know that?"

"I've heard some talk about that."

"Does HPG have a newspaper here?"

"I believe that we do."

"Then I guess we will have to come back to check on it, now won't we?!"

"That is very true." Logan agreed.

"Do we need to get going soon?"

"We probably should within the next half hour. Are you excited?"

"Only very! But my mom is going to completely freak!"

"Let's not think about that right now. All that matters at this moment, is us. It's your birthday, and it is my job to make it the most amazingly magical birthday that you have ever had!"

"Just being with you is more than enough."

"Are you sure that this is what you want to do? Because if you want to, we can cancel everything and go back to Hartford tomorrow and carry on with life as we know it. No harm, no foul."

"No, Logan. Don't even think that. With everything that has happened this last week, the only thing that I am sure about, is being with you. I do want to marry you. And as much as I would love to have that big society wedding with all of our friends and family, I think the anxiety attacks that would come with it are definitely not something that I want to deal with. Just the anxiety attack I had yesterday was more than enough for me. It really put some things into perspective . . . After everything that I've been through lately, every single one of the challenges, the one thing that I am most grateful for, is having you there with me. And the last time that I was this happy, the last time that I can remember actually smiling, and enjoying my life, not having this gnawing emptiness in the pit of my stomach, the last time that I truly actually fully enjoyed my life, was my life with you at Yale. I don't want to go home to New York by myself, back to that empty apartment. When we go back to New York, I want it to be together. We've waited so long already. 3 years at Yale, and 9 years since . . . Your Dad may not be better for another 6-12 months. Do we really want to wait 13 years to be together? Because you know that it will be at least another year while our families plan that big lavish wedding that we both know they want. Do we really want to wait that long?"

"The three years at Yale were long enough, but these last nine, have been nothing short of excruciating."

"Realistically, anyone who questions why we ran away to get married, clearly doesn't know us very well."

"Oh, I fully agree! Why do you think I asked you to marry me so soon after getting back together? Did you know that the day you came into the ER, I asked your Mom if it was ok if I asked you to marry me again?"

"You did? When?"

"Not in those exact words, but yeah. You were asleep. Passed out from the medication we gave you before your MRI. Your mom and I had a nice talk. She said that as long as our relationship is what you want, then she is ok with us being together."

"My mom really seems to like you now."

"Well I've always really liked her."

"Part of me feels like we should tell her that we are getting married tonight."

"Do you want to call her right now?"

"What do you think?"

"You and Lorelai are really close. If you want to call her, then we should call her. But you need to make a decision really soon because it is just about time to go."

"Maybe we can just text her."

"Do you really think that it is a good idea to tell your mother via text message, that we a getting married?"

"No, that is right up there with her voicemail to Grandma when she married Dad."

"I fully agree with that." Logan chuckled. "If you want to text your mom, why don't you just send her an I Love You text before we go."

"Will you take a picture with me?"

"I would love to. Have I told you how beautiful you look tonight?"

"You did. But I never get sick of hearing it." Rory told him, snapping a quick selfie as Logan kissed her. "Ok, now smile." Rory said, snapping another picture.

"Are you ready to go?"

"I am. I love you, and I can not wait to finally be your wife!"

"I can't wait for you to be my wife either."

"Will you take my phone? I don't have any pockets."

"Of course. Now let's get going, we have somewhere to be."

"Let's go!" Rory agreed, taking Logan's hand, and allowing him to lead her out of the room.

Ten minutes later, Logan led Rory onto the beach outside of their hotel, and down to a spot next to the water that they had visited earlier in the day.

"Mr. Huntzberger, Miss Gilmore, is this everything that you asked for?" a man from the hotel asked.

"It's everything and more. It looks gorgeous! Thank you so much!" Rory gushed happily.

"This is perfect, thank you." Logan told him.

"We are ready to proceed if you are."

"Rory . . ." Logan started, turning to look Rory in the eyes. "Ace, this is your last chance to back out. We don't have to go through with this, if you don't want to."

"No, I want to, unless you don't want to." Rory told him.

"No, Ace, of course I want to. There is nothing that I want more."

"Ok, so let's do this then."

"Ok." Logan smiled, then turned back to look at the group from the hotel that were waiting on them. "We're ready."

"Alright then. Right this way." The man said, leading them a short distance away to where there was soft music playing, and roses placed in the shape of a heart, in the sand. "You can stand right here, in the center. Are we ready to begin?"

"Yes." Rory said softly, as Logan took both her hands in his, squeezing them gently.

"Yes we are." Logan spoke up.

"Alright . . . We are gathered here this beautiful night, under the stars, on this sandy beach in Saint Croix, to join Logan Huntzberger, and Rory Gilmore, in the sacred bonds of marriage. Mr. Huntzberger, is there anything that you would like to say to your bride?"

"Of course . . . Rory . . . After 12 years, you are still the most beautiful woman that I have ever laid my eyes on. You are my best friend, my lover, and the only woman who I have ever wanted to spend my life with. You challenge me, every day. You make my life worthwhile. And just thinking about you brings this huge goofy grin to my face . . . My entire world shifted the day you walked into my life, and nothing has ever made sense for me unless you are there . . . Seeing you at the coffee shop two weeks ago, was magic. And every single day since then has been everything that I've been missing for the last 9 years . . . I love you so much, and I am so grateful for you and everything that you have done for me. I regret that it has taken us 12 years to get to this point, but I am so happy that we are here today, and I can not wait to spend the rest of my life with you."

"Rory . . . Would you like to say anything?"

"Sure . . ." Rory nodded as she took a deep breath. "Logan . . . You have been my knight in shining armor since the day I met you. We have been through so much together. Especially in the last few weeks . . . Over the last several years, I never thought that this day would come, but I still secretly held out hope. And then one day something amazing happened . . . I walked into this coffee shop with a friend, and there you were. It had been over 8 years, but there you were. And you haven't left my side since. This last week has been absolutely insane, but even during the worst of times, you've been right there with me. . . . Two weeks ago, you stitched up the holes in both my hand, and my heart. And yesterday, you literally gave me the world. I am so lucky to have you in my life, and and I can't wait to spend forever with you."

"More beautiful sentiments have never been spoken. Do you have rings?"

"Yes, they're right here." Logan said reaching into his pocket, and pulling out a small box, handing it to the officiant.

"Now, if you will place this ring on your bride's finger, and please repeat after me. I, Logan Huntzberger, take you, Rory Gilmore, to be my lawfully wedded wife."

"I, Logan Huntzberger, take you, Rory Gilmore, to be my lawfully wedded wife." Logan repeated, gently sliding the ring onto Rory's hand, joining it to her engagement ring.

"To have and to hold, to love and to cherish, all the days of my life."

"To have and to hold, to love and to cherish, all the days of my life." Logan smiled brightly as he held Rory's hands in his.

"Now Rory, if you will take this ring, place it on Logan's finger, and repeat after me." the officiant began. "I, Rory Gilmore, take you, Logan Huntzberger, to be my lawfully wedded husband."

"I, Rory Gilmore, take you, Logan Huntzberger, to be my lawfully wedded husband."

"To have and to hold, to love and to cherish, all the days of my life."

"To have and to hold, to love and to cherish, all the days of my life." Rory repeated in an excited voice, sliding the gold ring onto Logan's finger.

"Now, by the power invested in me, by the United States government, and the island of Saint Croix, it is my pleasure to pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss your bride."

Logan immediately pulled Rory into his arms, kissing her as passionately as he could.

"Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Huntzberger." the officiant said when they broke apart. "We wish you all the best in your new journey through life."

"Thank you." Rory smiled at the officiant.

"Yes, thank you all so much!" Logan echoed. "We greatly appreciate everything!"

"It was our pleasure. You two have a wonderful rest of the evening."

"So, what now?" Rory asked as she walked hand in hand down the beach with her new husband.

"It's your birthday, we can do whatever you want, for the next 8 hours."

"It is so peaceful here, I almost wish that we could stay here forever."

"We could, but something tells me that you wouldn't enjoy the hurricanes very much." Logan laughed.

"I think you're right." Rory said as she stopped walking, and looked out over the ocean.

"Are you happy Ace?"

"Are you kidding me? I just got the greatest birthday present ever! I am so happy!"

"Good. Then I've done my job."

"Are you happy though?"

"Why would I be anything less than happy? I just married the most incredible woman in the world! There is nothing else that I could possibly ask for, than would make me any happier than I am right now. Except maybe cake . . ."

"YES! Cake would be awesome right now!"

"Come with me." Logan said tugging on Rory's arm, and leading her back to the hotel, and up to their suite. "Close your eyes." Logan said as they stood outside the door.

"Why?"

"Just because . . . Please?"

"Fine." Rory agreed, stealing a kiss, then closing her eyes.

Logan opened the door to their suite, then scooped Rory up, and carried her inside, kicking the door closed behind them.

"Ok, you can open them now." Logan told her, gently setting her back on the floor.

"Oh my gosh! Logan! How in the world did you pull this off?!" Rory asked as she looked around the room, seeing a large banner that read 'Happy Birthday Mrs. Huntzberger', and on a table below it sat a small chocolate cake and a vase of red roses, with a bouquet of balloons floating up from the floor next to it.

"Happy Birthday Ace!" Logan said gently kissing her.

"Logan, this is all so incredible! Thank you so much!"

"I would do anything for you Rory. You know that."

"You are so amazing! Will you hand me my phone? I need to take a picture of all of this before we dig into the cake."

"Here you go." Logan said, reaching into his pocket and handing Rory her phone. Logan watched as she moved through the room taking pictures of the banner, cake, flowers and balloons. Rory's excitement was infectious.

"Should we cut slices, or just dig in with forks?" Rory asked a moment later, after she had satisfied her need for pictures.

"Whatever you want to do. Forks is fine with me. It's a small cake. We will probably eat the whole thing.

"Come on, let's go eat it outside."

"You want to eat your cake outside?"

"It's so nice out, and we are leaving in the morning. Let's go enjoy our one night here, while we can." Rory said picking up the cake and forks, and heading for the balcony door.

"As you wish!" Logan agreed, following Rory outside.