Welcome to Adulthood
By Misha

Disclaimer- I don't own "Gilmore Girls" or anything associated it. T I wish I did, but I don't, they belong to people with way more money than me. I'm not making any money off of this story, so please don't sue me. Thanks!

Author's Notes- This is my first longer Gilmore Girls fanfic. It focuses on Rory, Logan and his friends. Finn, especially will have a huge role in this, as well as a new character I'm bringing in. This starts during "Bridesmaids Revisited", but there's no big reveal. Logan didn't sleep with the entire wedding party, so there were no problems between him and Rory. Okay? I've had this idea for a while and finally felt persuaded to write it all down, so I hope you enjoy it.

Pairings- Logan/Rory, Finn/Other, Collin/Stephanie (later).

Summery- You think you're grown up and then things happen that make you realize otherwise.

Rating- PG-13

Spoilers- Up to "Bridesmaids Revisited".

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Part One- Coming Home

Claire DeVille stood in front of her mirror.

Why am I doing this? She asked herself.

Her first weekend back in North America and what does she end up doing? Going to a boring society wedding with a bunch of people she didn't really want to see again?

Well, that wasn't entirely true, she'd missed some of them unbearably the past two years, but that didn't mean the reunions would be pleasant. She'd burnt too many bridges when she'd left for that.

Of course, taking off without telling anybody that she leaving and making no effort to keep in touch, might be the reason for that.

"But it was time to come home." Claire said out loud, trying to convince herself that she'd made the right decision. "I had to do this, for everyone."

Besides, she had to face the people she'd left behind sometime, and some part of her thought it might be better to do it in public where it couldn't get too ugly. Maybe. Possibly.

Claire glanced at the picture taped to her mirror.

"I'm doing this for you." She whispered, running her hand over the picture gently. "You need me to do this, so I will. No matter how much I don't want too."

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Rory Gilmore was dancing with her boyfriend Logan Huntzberger when he froze in her arms.

"Logan?" She asked gently. She turned to see what he was staring at and saw a pretty girl with shoulder-length red hair, sitting at a table by herself.

"Should I be jealous?" Rory teased, but part of her was serious. Was Logan reverting to his old ways?

Logan looked at her. "Huh? Oh-No!"

"Then what is it?" She asked, wondering what was going on with him.

"Excuse me, I need to-" Logan said and started to walk away.

Rory followed him, really curious about what was going on. Logan swiftly made his way through the crowd of people over to the table where the girl was sitting.

She paled when she saw him and then smiled and stood up. "Logan, it's good to see you. It's been a while." SHe said softly.

"What are you doing here?" He demanded of her.

"I was invited." She said quietly.

"That's not what I meant and you know it." Logan said angrily. "Last time I checked, you were in Europe doing God knows what."

"Logan!" Rory said, interrupting. She didn't know what was going on, but she thought Logan was crossing some line. She turned to the girl. "I'm sorry, he's usually not so rude."

The girl smiled. "You must be Rory. I have to admit, it's nice to meet the girl who tamed Logan Huntzberger, I've heard a lot about you."

"Then, you're alone, because I don't even know your name." Rory said awkwardly.

"Claire DeVille." The girl said with a smile. She turned to Logan. "Logan, I'm not here to cause trouble."

"Does he know you're here?" Logan asked, not acknowledging her words.

Claire shook her head. "No, I haven't seen him yet, though I assume he's here."

"Of course." Logan told her. "You had to know he would be."

"Yes." Claire admitted. "Is there any chance you could tell him? Warn him? I think that would be better than him just running into me."

"This isn't my responsibility, Claire." Logan said in a low voice.

"No, it's not." She said softly. "But you're his friend and you'll do it."

"You really are a bitch, aren't you?" Logan said, shaking his head. "Fine, I'll do it. But I'm doing it for him, not you."

"I know." Claire said quietly.

Logan just glared at her and then walked away.

Rory shot Claire a look and then followed Logan. She had no idea what was going on, but whatever it was, it seemed intense.

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Logan made his way through the ballroom, scanning for Finn. Claire was back and Logan wasn't sure how Finn was going to take the news.

"Logan, what's going on?" Rory asked, trailing along behind. "Who's the 'he' you're talking about? Colin?"

"Finn." Logan told her distractedly.

Roy nodded. "Of course, she's a redhead after all."

More than that she was the redhead, Logan thought, but didn't say. He didn't have time to explain the whole situation.

Logan finally spotted Colin and hurried over there. "Where's Finn?"

"Back room, we're having a sub party." Collin told him. "I just came looking for you to get you two to join us."

"Take me to him now." Logan demanded.

"What's the problem?" Collin asked.

"Over there." Logan said, pointing to Claire's table.

Collin followed his gaze and swore. "What the Hell is she doing here?"

"I don't know." Logan told him. "But we have to warn Finn."

Collin nodded. "This is not going to go well."

"No," Logan agreed, shaking his head. "It's not."

He was afraid that might be the understatement of the year and wondered how angry Honour would be if her wedding turned into a war zone...