I'm sorry that it took so long to get this chapter written and put up... I'm not going to say anything more right now, but I do have something more to say and will put it at the bottom in another authors note. I hope you like it.

For the twentieth time: I do not own Gilmore Girls, the characters, original plot or storyline, nor anything else that was written, produced or directed by ASP or the WB. I do however own my own plot and storyline, characters and point of view!

Chapter 20: IS THIS HEAVEN?

Saturday morning bloomed and just as predicted neither was able to stay sleeping once the sun had decided to peek through the blinds on her bedroom windows. With a groan and some obscene muttering under her breath, Rory rolled over and burrowed in to Logan's side. The action had the desired affect and Logan grunted while wrapping his arms tighter around her and kissing the top of her head. They lay there for nearly an hour, both half asleep and neither wanting to get out of the bed but knowing that they would have to shortly.

Logan glanced at the clock on the bedside table and was happy to see that it was 9:30; it was still early considering how late they'd been out, but for them it was good. He closed his eyes again and let his mind drift to his idea for proposing that he'd thought of the night before. He considered all of the things he'd have to arrange, all the calls he'd need to make and all of the people he'd have to talk to. He was trying to decide what to do first when Rory stirred agian.

"Coffee." She mumbled into his side.

"It's a beverage made from coffee beans," he told her with a smirk. "And interestingly enough, coffee beans are the seeds from a two-seeded fruit called a coffee berry."

Rory resisted the urge to lift her head and glare at him, instead she just pinched his side since her hands were already there. "I want coffee."

"Oh... I never would have considered that." He teased her.


With a laugh he dropped a kiss to the top of her head again and pulled himself out of her arms. After dragging on some clothes he grabbed his keys, wallet and cell phone and headed out to find some coffee and hangover food for both he and Rory. He stopped at the closest kiosk and got himself a coffee before heading in the direction of Rico's, the Mexican place that opened early and Rory liked.

After his first drink of coffee he pulled his cell phone out and made the first of many phone calls that day. He held the phone to his ear and braced himself for the coming conversation.

"Hello." A groggy male voice answered.

"Hi, it's Logan."

"Hey," the man answered and through the phone you could hear some shuffling as he sat up in bed. "What's going on?"

"I'm asking her to marry me." Logan told the other man.

"Okay," the initial response came through and then after a pause the voice continued. "I'd assumed you were going to eventually. Why are you calling me?"
Logan swallowed, part of his plan hinged on what he was about to ask and what the other man would respond. "I need your help with something."

Silence. After he got no response at all Logan pulled the phone away from his ear to ensure that the call hadn't been dropped and then replaced it to find that there was still only silence.

"Are you still there?"

"Uh, yeah. I'm just trying to convince myself that I'm not dreaming." There was another pause and then the man continued. "I did just hear you say that you needed my help, didn't I?"

"Yes, I need your help." Logan sighed, this was not going very well and he hoped it wasn't an indication of how the rest of his calls and plans would work out.

"Really?" the voice asked with apparent disbelief.


Nothing. Not even the sound of breathing came through the phone. Just when Logan was going to check that the call was still connected the words he'd been waiting for came.

"What do you need me to do?"

The tension eased out of his shoulders and he explained what he was going to do and what he'd need the man's help with. They discussed the particulars, the when, where and how, and then they hung up. Logan went into Rico's and placed an order for a variety of taco's and burrito's that Lorelai had taught both he and Rory worked wonders for hangovers when combined with copious amounts of coffee. Once the order was filled he headed back towards Rory's dorm and along the way he made a couple of the less difficult calls that were needed to act out his plan.

He stopped at the kiosk again and this time ordered several coffees for both he and Rory and then headed back to Rory's building. He had to set the coffee down on the floor in order to open the door and then take the food in and come back for the coffee. Finally he had everything inside and he put it on a tray to take into Rory. When he walked back into the bedroom Rory was right where he'd left her, asleep and buried deep in the blankets and pillows.

Logan chuckled to himself as he set the tray on the bedside table and sat down on the edge of the bed. He pulled the blankets away from her and held one of the cups of coffee close to her.

"Coffee, Ace." He whispered and then watched as the scent of coffee seduced his girlfriend from sleep.

"Is that for me?" Rory asked with a groggy voice without opening her eyes.

He smirked. "This one and two others." Her sigh was pure bliss and she opened her eyes and reached for the coffee he was holding. "I got us some meat and bean burrito's and a couple of meaty tacos too."

"I knew there was a reason why I loved you," Rory teased as she sipped at her coffee and shuffled up to sit with her back against the headboard.

"And here I thought it was for my good looks and money!" He stated in a completely serious tone, though she knew he was mocking as well.

"Sorry," she hedged. "The coffee, taco's and of course, your body."

"Hhmm, well, I love you too." Logan told her as he moved on the bed to sit beside her and gently pulled the tray on to the bed and with her help unfolded the legs. The got it all steadied and then Rory grabbed a taco and gave him a kiss on his cheek before unwrapping it and taking a big bite.

Seven hours, many coffees, a couple more tacos and a full lunch later, Rory, Logan and Paris put their final Yale Daily News paper to bed.

"It's your last day as Editor Ace, how do you feel?" Logan asked her after the other reporters and photographers had left.

"It's strange, but it's not like I'll never be working on a paper again." Rory told him and Paris.

Paris snorted. "Yeah, give it a week and you'll be working at a foreign paper that will make this place look like a kids craft center."

The three friends laughed a bit and then got all of their things together and locked up the office on the way out. They walked to a nearby kiosk together to get a coffee and then they went seperate ways, to get some packing done in their respective abodes. When Rory got to her place she found Steph there, who had been packing in her room and the two of them worked together for several hours and got their entire common room boxed up. They both went to work solo then on their seperate bedrooms and Rory had to mark her boxes specially for which ones would be travelling with her to London and which ones would be going back to Stars Hollow and storage.

It was eleven o'clock again before Rory entered the boys dorm, this time finding all three guys, Steph, Rosemary and Juliet ranged around the poker table playing cards. The rest of the common room was mostly packed up, except for a small pile of DVD and CD's that the boys had left out for something to watch, some blankets and pillows, and of course the bar and all of it's contents. She said a hello to everyone as she went directly for Logan's room and was pleased to find that while most of the decore and books had been packed, as well as his clothes and personal items, the bed with it's thick comforter and all it's pillow's was exactly as she'd left it two days earlier. She dropped her bag with a sigh and headed back out to the common room and sat down on Logan's lap to watch the players.

A couple hands later the group convinced Rory to play too and she was dealt in, though it soon became apparent that while she had no problems betting large amounts of money with Mitchum Huntzberger, she didn't have all that much skill at a poker table. No matter how many times they tried to help her she would fold when she should have stayed, raised the bet when she should have folded and despite trying her hardest she absolutely could not keep a straight face when she had a good hand. After over an hour of playing horribly Rory finally gave up and laughingly told the group she'd just stick with being Logan's good luck charm, to which he responded only with a smirk and a wink.

The seven of them joked around and talked for another hour or so and then Juliet and Rosemary left to go back to their dorm with Finn tagging along to 'make sure that the lovely sheila's get home okay.' The two remaining couples talked for a bit longer about their plans for the next few days and Colin and Steph talked about what they were planning for their vacation time during the summer. Logan noticed Rory and Colin sharing a couple secretive glances at each other and wondered what the two of them were keeping from him and Steph. They finally decided to call it a night and headed to their bedrooms.

"So," Logan drawled as he closed and locked the door behind him, after he and Rory entered his room. "What little secret are you and Colin keeping from the rest of us?"

Rory's eyes shot to his eyes and widened in shock. She held his gaze and nibbled at her bottom lip in thought before shaking her head. "Sorry hun, but I can't tell you. Colin told me that it was something he hadn't talked to you or Finn about."

"What?" Logan replied, shocked both because Colin hadn't told him and Finn about something and because he'd apparently told Rory instead.

"You know how Colin is Logan." Rory said and stripped out of her clothes and climbed into bed.

"I do." Logan agreed. "Which is why him telling you something and not telling me and Finn is so shocking."

Rory laughed at him and watched as he pulled his clothes off and approached the bed before she spoke again. "Yeah, but he also knows that you and Finn would likely mock him to death, so he kept it to himself."

"Then why did he tell you?" Logan asked with a snort. Rory smaked his arm as he settled in the bed beside her and then she snuggled up to him to get comfortable.

"It was an informational trade."

"An informational trade?" Logan echoed and felt her nod against his chest. "And what information did you trade with him?"

"He wanted to know who I'd been betting in the family." Rory responded and her voice began to drag with sleep.

Logan was quiet for a minute and then asked again. "So you told him that you'd been betting thousands and thousands of dollars with my father and he told you...?"

"Nice try." Rory kidded tiredly.

"You're really not going to tell me?" He asked her with a sigh.

"I'm really not going to tell you." Rory answered.


Rory shook her head again and he stopped knowing that it was no use getting into a pointless arguement about something that he'd likely be able to fish out of Colin a lot easier, especially now that he knew there was something to fish out. They were quiet for another minute and then Rory turned her head slightly and kissed his chest.

"I love you."

"I love you too." He told her with a smirk.

Silence for a moment and then she spoke again and he could hear the amusement in her voice twinned with sleep. "You're just going to harrass Colin to find out what he told me aren't you?"

"You know me so well Ace." And she drifted into sleep feeling the vibrations of his chest as he laughed silently.

Rory woke up alone and disoriented the next morning. A glance at the clock told her that it was nearly eleven and she could hear voices softly talking in the other room. After debating whether to get out of bed in search of coffee or just yelling for whoever was in the other room to bring her some, she rolled grudingly out from under the covers and blinking, shuffled out of the room.

She acknowledged no one as she headed directly for the coffee pot and poured herself a mug of the hot liquid. With her first sip of the heavenly liquid she fell into the kitchen chair and after drinking half the cup she laid her head down on the table. Her mind was blissfully blank, though singing praises to whoever had made the pot of coffee, and she nearly fell back to sleep at the table, completely forgetting that she'd heard voices from the common area when she'd first waken up.

Logan, Stephanie, Finn, Robert and Seth were in the living talking about graduation, their summer plans and their new jobs when they heard a door open from the back of the dorm. Logan glanced at his watch and seeing the time decided that Rory must have finally waken up. They all turned to see who came out but no one said anything when they saw that it was Rory and that she was basically walking around with her eyes closed. The five of them watched with amusement as she walked blindly to the coffee pot, somehow managed to pour herself a cup of the drink without spilling on herself and then dropping into the closest chair before taking several long gulps and then laying her head down on the table and sighing.

They stayed quiet and, fully entertained, watched to see what she would do next.

She could feel eyes watching her. She couldn't hear anything, not heavy breathing or whispering or anything, but she could feel eyes watching her. The feeling grew until she realized that she wasn't in her bed. Or Logan's bed. She was sitting at the kitchen table, her head resting on her arms and the scent of coffee filling her nose. And then she remembered she had heard voices from the other room before she'd gotten out of bed, which meant that whoever had been talking in the living room was watching her.

"Didn't your mother's ever teach you that it was rude to stare?" She asked without moving or opening her eyes. The comment earned her laughs from whoever was in the other room but no one spoke until it was quiet again.

Seth replied to her general question. "Didn't your mother ever teach you that the early bird got the worm?" Before she had a chance to answer she heard Logan snort and chuckle and her cell phone started ringing from the other room.

She shot up straight as panic flooded her and she grabbed the coffee cup beside her hand and swallowed down the rest of the drink before jumping up hurrying in to the bed room to get it while muttering the whole time under her breath. "Crap, crap, crap..."

As she disappeared down the hall the five friends laughed at her sudden change of speed and they wondered what had caused it. They continued to laugh as they heard a couple of grunts and thumps, a door slamming, the phone ringing again, a door opening quickly and another couple of thumps. Then two minutes after she'd rushed out of the room Rory came back out fully dressed in straight legged jeans and a fitted blouse, hair and make-up done, talking on the phone and carrying a pair of high heeled shoes and her purse.

"I didn't forget, I swear." She told the person she was talking to on the phone. She set her purse on the end table beside the couch and holding the phone between her ear and shoulder struggled into one of her shoes while jumping up and down on one foot.

"No really, I'm just running a bit late. That's all." She got the first shoe on and then started pulling the second one on. "Packing up the dorms, well, you know how it is." She explained in a steady voice that belied her rushed actions.

"I'm on my way, I promise." She got the second shoe on and glanced at her watch. "I should be there in, uh, 10 minutes." She told the caller as she scrunched up her face to figure out how long it would take to get where she was going.

"No, no. Just order me a coffee and I'll be there before you know it." She was in the kitchen again, opening and closing cupboard doors looking for something. Finally in about the fifth cupboard she searched she found the disposable travel coffee cups that she'd left in the dorm at sometime during the year and she filled one up and snapped the lid on.

"Okay, so I'll see you in a few minutes." She paused listening to whatever the person said and then with a little laugh said goodbye and closed the flip phone. She grabbed up the travel mug, rushed back into the living room, picked up her purse and rifled through it to make sure that everything she needed was in there.

"I completely forgot that I'd made plans this morning so that's why I didn't tell you, and why I slept so late. Although I'm sort of glad I got to since we didn't get that much sleep the night before. And all I can say is thank God that we're at your dorm this morning and not all the way across campus at mine, cause the cafe is only like two blocks from here." Rory rambled as she checked her purse and started for the door. Halfway there she stopped, turned around and came back to the couch, leaned over and whispered something in Logan's ear before giving him a kiss and rushing to the door again. As it swung shut behind her they heard her parting comment, "I can't believe I've only had one cup of coffee."

The friends all laughed for a couple minutes before anyone was able to speak and Finn managed to get out.

"What was that all about?" He asked Logan.

Logan smirked. "She forgot that she was having lunch with Marty today."

"Marty?" Robert asked with a sneer. "The bartender?"

"Yes, the bartender." Logan told him as he rolled his eyes. "Rory's really good friend, Marty, the bartender."

"You let her hang out with that loser?" Robert spoke again.

"He's not a loser Rob." Steph scolded him.

"So he just likes being a bartender?" Robert, the everlasting snob, deadpanned with sarcasm coloring his tone.

"Not everyone is born with a silver spoon shoved firmly up their ass like you, buddy." Colin said as he entered the dorm carrying a couple plastic bags.

"You don't even know what we're talking about!"

"Bartender Marty." Colin replied.

They all chuckled and Seth asked the question that they all wondered. "How on earth did you know that?"

"I saw Rory in the hall and she said that she was late for lunch with Marty." Colin told them as he started to unload the food he'd just gone and picked up. "And I've known my whole life that Robert was a bastard, so it didn't take to many brain cells to figure out that's who you were talking about."

"Really though," Finn asked as they all grabbed something and started eating. "You're okay with Rory going out for lunch with him?"

Logan smirked and shrugged. He wasn't going to tell his friends the whole story, no matter what. "Why wouldn't I be?"

"Uh, maybe because he's in love with her." Seth said in a tone that said he didn't quite believe Logan's nonchalance.

"That was a long time ago." Logan replied.

"And he's dating that artist chick." Colin continued. "What's her name?"

Steph answered, "Lucy. Did you see her piece at the last exhibit? And her friends?"

"So what if he's dating someone else?" Robert pointed out. "You can be with one person and still have feelings for another person."

"It's not like that Rob. And yes, Rory and I went to the exhibit. I liked Olivia's garbage piece." Logan told him and though his tone implied that he didn't want to discuss the subject any further, his friends decided not to take the hint.

"Haven't you guys been having problems lately?" Seth asked. The topic had been unspoken for all of the long months that Logan and Rory had been out of sorts with eachother, but since the couple had seemed happy the other night Seth figured he'd push a couple buttons to see what had been going on.

"Jesus." Finn muttered under his breath. Colin glared at Seth and Steph smacked him. Logan laughed.

"You've been dying to know haven't you?" he asked with amusement looking back and forth between Robert and Seth.

Seth nodded but it was Robert who spoke. "Of course we have. You were perfect together for so long that as soon you started having 'issues,' as these three" Robert pointed at Finn, Colin and Steph. "called them, it was obvious to all of us."

Logan took a bite of the sandwich in his hand and thought about what Robert said. He supposed that it would have been apparent to their close friends the instant that he and Rory had started having trouble. But trust had never been a problem for either of them.

"Well, I hate to break it to you Robert," Logan told him, remembering that his friend had always been interested in Rory and that he had been somewhat instrumental in getting Logan to admit that he wanted Rory with strings. "Rory and I are just fine."

He smirked as he thought of all the things that he had planned for her and his proposal and continued eating.

"But you weren't." Robert persisted.

Logan rolled his eyes again at Robert. "There were some things that we needed to get straightened out between us but we ignored them and the problems grew. But," he continued when Seth opened his mouth to speak again. "We've worked through them and things are good now. Better than good." He smirked again, thinking about the proposal one more time.

"Just like that?" Seth asked.

"Good grief, guys." Steph said loudly. "He said they're fine, so they're fine."

"But..." Robert started only to be cut off by Finn and the ringing of Logan's cell phone.

"They're FINE!" Finn declared and they quieted down as Logan moved away from them to answer his phone.

"Huntzberger." Logan said as he opened his cell phone.

"Danes." Lorelai retorted, then added. "Well Gilmore-Danes, but it's just doesn't sound the same."

Logan chuckled at her antics. "So is everything ready on your part?"

"Yep! I found the best looking strippers that I could and they're all set to go at about..."

"Lorelai." Logan heard Luke say in the background and Lorelai giggled.

"Sorry, that's not the part you were wondering about was it?" She asked Logan still giggling.

"Not so much no." Logan told her.

"Yes I'm all ready and set. Just let me know when Frank will be here and I'm prepared for the go." Logan resisted rolling his eyes at her words.

"Alright. I'm just going to have to see how long Rory will be before she's done catching up with Marty." He explained.

"That was very smooth by the way." Lorelai interrupted.

"Thanks." Logan smirked. "So once I've talked to her to find out, I'll get back to you with a time frame."

"Sounds like a plan." She agreed.

"Talk to you soon." Logan told her and then hung up after hearing her goodbye. Right away he dialed Rory's number and waited for her to answer.

He was almost worried that it would go to voicemail but then she answered. "Hello?"

"Hey Ace, sorry to interrupt your lunch but your mom called wondering when you wanted to meet for shopping today?"

"Shopping?" Rory asked confused.

"That's what she said." Logan answered and smirked.

"Did I have plans to go shopping with her today?" She asked again, this time totally confused.

Logan had to bite his cheek to keep from laughing. "You mentioned something about spending some time with her today when we were at the paper yesterday."

"I did?"

"Yes. Don't you remember?" Logan asked, allowing a little chuckle to escape.

There was a moment of silence and Logan knew that she was trying to remember making plans with her mom. Finally she spoke again on a sigh. "I really need more coffee." Logan smiled widely and laughed a bit more. "She wants to know when we're meeting?"


"I don't know, lunch should be done in about an hour, I suppose I could meet her right after." Rory said. "But could you let her know? If I'm going to have to rush out of lunch I should probably devote the next hour to it."

"No problem." He assured her.

"Thanks Logan." Rory replied.

"Do you want me to have Frank pick you up?" Logan asked her.

"Could you?" Rory asked in response.

Logan smirked, happy that she was playing right in to his hands. "Absolutely. You're at the cafe on the corner, same street as the pub?"

"Yeah." Rory answered.

"Well, he'll be seeing you in an hour then." Logan told her.

"Kay." She paused. "I love you Logan."

Logan chuckled again at the tone of her voice. "I love you too Ace." And they both hung up.

Logan called Frank right away and instructed him to pick Lorelai up in Stars Hollow at Lukes and then to pick Rory up at the cafe. Once that was done he called Lorelai back on her cell phone.

"'Lo." Lorelai answered with what sounded like a mouthful of food.

"So Frank will be there in just over half an hour." Logan told her immediately.

Logan heard her take a drink, most likely of coffee, before replying. "Okay. So how long am I supposed to keep her busy?"

"A couple of hours," he explained with a shrug even though she couldn't see him. "Nothing is really set in stone so if you take longer that's fine, but I know that she wanted to spend some time with you before we leave on Friday."

"And I wanted to spend some time with her too. I'm gonna miss you two alot you know." She said and he heard the catch in her voice.

"I know. We're going to miss you too."

"Why did she have to pick a job that put an ocean and 6000 miles between us?" Lorelai asked.

Logan sighed. Rory had stressed over the decision months ago and he knew that she still wondered if she'd made the right choice when she picked the job at the London Times. He'd been careful not to influence her choice, personally he didn't care where they were as long as they were together.

"It's a good position for her Lorelai." He finally replied.

"But it's so far away!"

"We'll be able to visit whenever we want." Logan reminded her.

"You can come visit now whenever you want, you're only at Yale, but coming from London just isn't feasible Logan. If work isn't an issue, getting a flight will be, or society events... Things will get in the way and I won't see you again until Christmas." She rambled on in full rant mode. As she took a breath to continue, Logan cut in.

"Lorelai!" He interrupted. "Breathe. First: we both have an in with the boss. So if we really want to come home for a few days it's not going to be a problem. Second: we won't have to worry about flights, we've got a private jet. Third: we're not going to spend all that much time with Society. Yes, we will have to go to the occasional event, just like now, but if it's a choice between a ball or gala and coming home, we will come home."

"But..." She started to respond, but Logan had one more thing to say.

"And if for some reason, we can't get home, that private jet is always an option for you too. We will be busy Lorelai, I won't pretend that we aren't going to be, but you know that Rory will do damn near anything to see you when she really wants to."

Lorelai's sigh was audible but she didn't say anything. Logan wondered what was going through her mind, her worries, her fears. He knew that the seperation was going to be hard on both Rory and Lorelai, and he hoped that everything would work out like he'd said.

"I'm just going to miss you guys so much." She finally whispered.

"I know." Logan replied softly. There was another pause and he had the impression that she was trying to pull herself together. He knew that there was nothing else that he could say to make her feel better about the situation, it was the way it was and they all just had to deal with it. He tried thinking of a joke, or some other fun comment that would lighten the mood when Lorelai's voice broke in to his thoughts.

"So I can use that jet anytime I want?"

"I don't know what's wrong with me today Mom. I forgot that I was having lunch with Marty today until he called wondering where I was. And then I didn't even remember that we'd made plans to go shopping today." Rory told her mother as they browsed through stores at the Hartford Shopping Center. "I just don't know where my mind has gone."

Lorelai laughed. "It's okay babe, you've got a lot of things on that mind of yours."

"Still..." Rory sighed.

"You just finished your finals Rory. You're packing your stuff and getting ready to move. You're graduation from college is in a couple of days and then you're off to London, where you start working at your first 'real' job." Lorelai explained to her. "You have more than enough of an excuse to forget a couple of things like lunch and an afternoon of shopping."

"I guess." Rory agreed though she still felt bad for it.

Feeling as though she'd diffused and closed the discussion, Lorelai started telling her daughter and best friend all of the things that had happened in the Hollow over the last week. She used those stories as a jumping point to telling amusing stories about Rory's childhood and some of her favorite memories. The pair ended up spending the rest of the afternoon reminiscing and just enjoying spending some time together. It was nearly six o'clock when Frank picked the girls up at the mall to take them to Stars Hollow.

During the drive Lorelai and Rory discussed the things that Rory wanted to do while in London and Lorelai admitted that she would probably come and visit once before Christmas. She even said that she'd try to get Luke to go with her. Rory told her the times that she figured that Logan and she would be back for sure but was careful to clarify that they would definately try to come back more often than just those few times.

The car stopped first at Lorelai's house and the older woman got out after hugging her daughter and saying goodbye. As Frank drove away Lorelai watched the car leave and thought about what the rest of the evening held for her daughter.

In the car Rory was busy thinking about all the things that she and Lorelai had talked about, the past, the present and the future, that she wasn't paying attention to where the car was going. So when the car soon came to a stop she was suprised to see that they were at Luke's and that Logan was waiting by the SUV at the curb. He came forward and opened her door.

"Hungry Ace?" He asked her with a smirk.

"What are you doing here?" Rory asked him, confused at his appearance.

"I was hungry and figured that since I hadn't seen you all day that I'd meet you for something to eat." He explained to her. "I sent you a text message a while ago."

"You did?" She asked pulling her phone out to check. Sure enough there was a message from him saying that he'd see her at Luke's when they were done shopping. "How did you know that we were done shopping? I didn't call you."

"No, you didn't did you." He replied as he helped her get out of the car and they started walking to the diner.


He laughed. She was cute when she was confused and he'd made sure to keep her confused and a little bit disoriented all day long. "I called Frank earlier and asked him to let me know when he was picking you and your mom up. He called me just after you called him to come and get you."

"Oh. I've been so out of it today. I don't know what's wrong with me." She answered as they entered the building and sat at a free table. Lane came over to take their orders and then moved on to refill someones coffee.

Several times during the meal people from the town came in to the diner and spoke with Rory, mentioning an old memory of her or telling a story. Babette managed to pull out a picture of Rory when she was ten years old and dressed up as a fairy. Even Luke brought up the story about Rory wandering around town inviting people to a caterpillar's funeral. Some of the memories and stories embarrassed her but for the most part Rory thoroughly enjoyed the meal and Logan was entirely entertained by the townspeople.

After they had finished eating and paid for the meal, Rory and Logan left the diner hand in hand. They walked around town a little bit, both of them wanting to burn every sight, every new memory into their mind, so that they could carry them in their minds to London. Logan subtly lead her in a circuitous route around the entire town, pointing out different things, asking questions about the people or places. They stopped briefly at a few places around town: Patty's dance studio, The Dragonfly, the site where the Independence Inn had been, the bridge; all places that held memories for not only Rory, for after two years the town had become important to him also, but for Logan too.

Eventually they ended back in the center of town. They walked through the square and stopped when Logan pulled her into the gazebo. They sat together for several long minutes in silence, looking around the square at storefronts and people. Rory leaned into Logan and his arm, already around her shoulders squeezed her in reassurance. She rested her head on his shoulder and sighed.

"Do you remember the first time you brought me to town?" Logan asked her softly.

With a quiet laugh Rory nodded. "It was just after we'd told your parents about us."

"Yeah." Logan replied and he shifted in his seat. "Do you remember what we talked about." He asked in a soft but serious tone.

"Well sure." Rory answered but she pulled back to look at him, and then furrowed her brow because the look on his face matched the severity of his tone. "What's wrong Logan?"

He blinked and his entire demeanor softened. He let out a small breath and a chuckle. "Nothing's wrong Ace. I swear."

"Okay." She said and moved to lean on him again, only to have him hold her back and shift again so that he kneeled in front of her. "Logan." She whispered on a breath.

"Ace." He said in an equally soft volume. "Rory." He continued a bit louder. "I love you."

"I love you too."

"For the last couple of months I've been trying to find the best way, the most perfect way, to say this, do this. Nothing worked. Things always got tense and then the whole situation between us got awkward and difficult." Logan took a deep breath and forged on. "But what I wanted, what I want, never changed. It's you, Ace. It always has been. It always will be."

Tears started to form in her eyes as she began to understand what he was saying, what he was telling her. All of those awful moments of the past four months flashed through her mind. All the things that should have been said between them, all the things that should never have happened. In one, blissfully perfect moment, everything became clear to her. Her tears fell silently down her cheeks.

"I need you in my life. I can't imagine not being with you. But more than that, I want you in my life. I want you beside me when I go to sleep at night and I want you there when I wake up in the morning. I want to talk to you and fight with you and make love to you forever, Ace." He paused and looked her directly in the eye. "Be my Luke, Rory. Put me out of my misery and marry me, would ya?"

Rory started laughing through the tears and threw her arms around his neck. His arms locked around her and through the roaring in his head he heard the only word important to him in that moment.

"Yes." She answered. "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes..." Rory chanted her answer over and over again as she held on to him for dear life. Finally she pulled back far enough only so that she could smile at him before his lips crashed on to hers and she melted into him.

A couple very long, breathless minutes later their lips separated and Logan stepped back to pull a small black velvet box from his pocket. He opened the lid and looked at the contents for a brief moment before turning the box around and showing Rory the ring.

"Oh, Logan." She gasped and snatched the box from his hand. "It's beautiful."

"It's the Huntzberger Family ring." He told her and when she glanced up at his face, it showed her a smirk. "I thought about getting you something different, something just your own but nothing I looked at compared to this one. And even though that ring is over one hundred years old, nothing I looked at seemed to suit you as much as this one does."

"It's perfect." She replied and handed the box back to him. He pulled the ring out of the satin bed and put the box back in his pocket. He took her left hand in his and lifted it to his mouth.

Nibbling on her knuckles, a smirk firmly planted on his face, he told her. "I love you so much Ace." Finally, he held the ring at the tip of her left ring finger and looked up at her face, into her eyes.

"I love you too, Logan." She said one more time and the wide smile on her face stretched even further when he slid the ring over her knuckles and settled it on her finger. Her eyes filled again with tears as she looked at the ring on her finger, it looked right. It looked like it belonged there. And a realization hit one more time. It did belong there.

"Forever, Logan. I'm yours, forever."


So that's it folks...

Like Logan, I wanted to find the most perfect proposal, the one most suited to her. I thought of a great many extravagent and 'over the top' proposals, but none of them seemed right for her. Finally I thought of the comment that Steph made to Logan in You Didn't Do It and it hit me. What better way to ask her than to spend an entire day sharing all the things that she loves the most with her. She gets to spend time with old and good friends (Marty, and yes: that's who Logan called on Saturday morning), an afternoon with her mother, and a reminder of who and what she is and where she came from.

This chapter also brings us to the end of the story... at least this portion of it. I'm still thinking on, and fiddling around with a couple of ideas for a sequel. I'm not sure whether I'll do it, or if I've got the juice left for it. I've been working a lot on my other story Best is Yet to Come, so we'll all just have to wait and see what happens with the future of Heaven.

Thank you, everyone who read, commented and reviewed this story. I really like this story, and especially now with the way the current season is going to end, I'm happy with a happy ending for Rory and Logan. I needed it.

If you really want to see a sequel for this story let me know. I'm always susceptible to suggestion.

Thanks again, and love ya all!

apalusa-light :P