It was Monday morning and for once, Rory Gilmore was allowed to sleep in. She lazily rolled over and read that it was 10:00 AM. She smiled when she saw Logan still deeply asleep next to her. Since it was winter and since both had very stressed lately, Logan had suggested they take a two-week vacation to just relax. Rory had argued at first, saying the paper needed her. But Chloe had assured her that she could handle it, especially since she had thought Rory had been working too many hours and she felt like she wasn't doing her fare share. Rory and Chloe and Logan had spent almost an hour debating this in the office one day before Logan and Chloe finally got her to agree. "But not because I need it," She had insisted. "Because you made me." But now that she was right here lying in bed, with the soft covers pulled up to her chin and the warmth of Logan's body next to her, she was glad she'd agreed. She quietly snuck into the kitchen to make coffee when a sight caught her eye.
"SNOW!" she yelped. She ran into the bedroom to wake Logan, forgetting her plan to be quite. She shook him by the arms. "Logan! Logan! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!"
Logan rolled over. "Ace, how many times have we gone through this?" he moaned. "No more than two cups of coffee before I'm awake."
"But it's SNOWING!"
"Hurray. I'll call dad later and have him make it on the front page of a newspaper tomorrow morning. Right now I want to sleep."
Rory shook her head. "Now." She said firmly.
Logan sighed and sat up. "Okay you win. But can we at least get our coats this time?"
"Fine." She grabbed his hand and dragged him into the living room. She quickly got their coats out of the closet and threw his to him.
He looked at her. "No shoes?"
"Who needs shoes?"
"Ace, I don't want us to spend our vacation in the hospital."
Rory sighed loudly. "Oh-KAY!" she ran back to the bedroom and returned with two pairs of shoes. She tossed one pair to Logan and jammed the other pair on her feet. "NOW can we go? PLEASE?"
Logan laughed and nodded. "Fine. But only for a minute." They got in the elevator and went outside the apartment building, receiving odd stares from the doormen.
"Snow!" Rory cried throwing her arms in the air. "It's so magical!" she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Ah, the sweet smell of snow."
"Snow doesn't have a smell." He pointed out.
"Hush, you." She stuck out her tongue and giggled.
Logan watched her play around for minute before saying "Can we go back in now? It's coming down fast and I'm cold and hungry."
"You whine too much." She said taking his arm and walking inside. Once back in the apartment Logan lit a fire and heated up some breakfast. A few minutes later the two were having a gourmet meal of coffee and pop-tarts on paper towels. After a few minutes Rory got an idea. "Can we invite some people over for a party?"
"What kind of party?" Logan asked as he re-filled her coffee cup.
"I don't know. How about 'Hey I'm Bored And Want To Have People Over Because It's Been A While Since We've All Been Together And Just Sat Around And Had Fun Party' ?"
He laughed. "I don't think they make plates that say that."
She shrugged. "Please?"
"Sure. Let's plan."
Rory grabbed a pen and pad of paper and began to think. "I was thinking we could just be casual. You know, jeans and a t-shirt kind of thing and get some movies and order a pizza."
Logan nodded. "Simple and enjoyable. We can go get movies after we take a shower."
"Okay. You go ahead and I'll call everyone."
"Alright." He leaned over and kissed her before walking off towards the bathroom.
Rory grabbed her cell phone, flopped down on the couch, and began to dial.
An hour later Rory and Logan were at Movie Palace. "So everyone's coming?"
She ticked off people as she named. "Colin, Steph, Finn, Paris, Doyle, Mom, Luke. Yep, they'll be here at 5." They browsed around and finally decided they'd make it a magical night. They grabbed the four Harry Potter movies and then went to the grocery store next door. Inside they bought popcorn, soda, ice cream, brownies, and enough candy to rot twelve kids' teeth.
At 4:52 the doorbell rang. Rory opened it and immediately embraced her mother.
"Hi mom! We're so glad you came!"
"We wouldn't miss it."
"It's snowing pretty hard." Luke said speaking for the first time.
Rory hugged him and stepped back. "Come in and get warm! The pizza's are on the way and the rest of the food is laid out on the coffee table."
A few minutes later there was a hard knock at the door. "Doyle, I am positive that under no circumstances if we ever happen to get married and conceive a child that if by any chance it is a boy that I will agree to naming him Preston!" Paris cried.
"Preston was my grandfather's name! He fought in World War Two!"
"I don't care if he caused Jessica Simpson and that 99 degrees idiot to get back together! I hate the name Preston!" she hung up her coat on the hook and faced Rory. "Hello Rory, Logan. Thank you for inviting us. Living room, I presume?"
"Uh, yeah. Food's on the table. Hi Doyle."
"Hi. Paris! We are not finished discussing this!" he cried marching after her.
"Wow" Logan said quietly.
Finn walked in. "Hello love!" he said kissing Rory's cheek.
Logan looked at him, waiting for his greeting. When it didn't come he cleared his throat. "Hi Finn."
"Oh, I see. You're jealous aren't you?" he rushed over and grabbed Logan's cheeks, kissing him on the forehead. "Hello mate." He hung up his coat and wandered into the living room. "Do you have any scotch?"
Stephanie and Colin ran in. "Is he here?" she asked panting.
"Who?" Rory asked confused.
"Finn. We were walking here with him and he saw a pigeon and ran off." Colin gasped.
"He just came in…" Logan said slowly.
Steph glared. "I'm going to kill him." She handed her coat to Colin and started towards the living room. She stopped and turned around. "Oh and hi."
It was nearly half past midnight when the last movie ended. Logan and Rory tiredly said goodnight and closed the apartment door, leaving the living room to clean tomorrow. Less than five minutes later there was a knock on the door. Logan opened it and was surprised to see the 7 people who had just left back at the door. "Forget something?" he asked slowly.
"Actually, we're stuck." Lorelai announced.
"What's going on?" Rory asked coming up behind Logan. "What are you guys doing back?"
"As I just said, we're stuck." Lorelai repeated.
"Well, apparently while we watched the movies we got over a foot of snow." Steph started.
"And it appears that the doors leading outside are frozen." Said Colin.
"So we're stuck." Lorelai said for the third time.
Logan thought for a minute. "Well it looks like you'll have to spend the night here" he finally said.
"Oh no, we couldn't impose." Luke spoke up.
Lorelai looked at him as if he was crazy. "Oh yes we can. What are we going to do? Sleep in the elevator?"
Luke shut up.
"We really have plenty of room." Logan went on. "We have two extra bedrooms and there are three couches in the living room. So Rory and I can sleep there and you guys can take the beds."
"Doyle and I can take the couches." Paris volunteered. "We're going hiking next month and need to begin preparing to rough it."
"And I can sleep anywhere." Finn piped up.
"You two should keep your bedroom." Doyle insisted.
"Well, if you're sure…."
"Okay, then why don't you all come in and Rory and I can lend you each some sweats to sleep in." The group hustled inside and Logan and Rory went and got sweat pants and t-shirts. Once they'd passed out the make-shift pajamas they said goodnight.
The next morning the apartment was bustling. Logan and Luke were making breakfast and everyone else was draped here and there chatting.
"This is fun. It's like a grown-up sleep over." Lorelai said sitting at the table with Rory.
"I always loved it when Lane would stay over at our house." Rory told her.
"Me too. I've always thought of Lane as my looks nothing like me second daughter."
"Breakfast is served" Luke announced setting down a tray of waffles. Logan followed with a tray of bacon and sausage. As everyone sat down to eat and drink coffee Rory smiled. Logan caught her. "Having fun, Ace?"
She smiled again. "This is great. I mean, look at it. Nine adults stuck in one apartment for the night. As much as it sucks that they're stuck, we made the best of it. And look around." Logan glanced around the room.
He leaned over and whispered into her ear. "Know what I see?"
"I see seven very happy adults and the most gorgeous girl on Earth."
Rory blushed. "Logan… I'm in sweat pants for God's sake. And I have no make-up on and my hair is a mess….."
"You always look beautiful to me, Ace. You know that."
"Did you just call her Ace?" Lorelai asked all of a sudden. Rory's head snapped back to reality.
"Yes, I did."
"It's my nickname." Rory told her.
"I thought Rory was your nickname."
"Ace is my nickname for her." Logan said.
"How come? Is it Dirty?"
Rory looked at her. "No, mom. When Logan and I first started to know each other at Yale he saw me at the Yale Daily News and he started calling me Ace."
"Can we call you Ace?"
Logan wasn't sure how to respond. He liked being the only one to call Rory "Ace" but he didn't want to seem rude. Luckily, Rory answered for him. "No." she said firmly. "Logan is the only one allowed to call me Ace. Because he says I'm his Ace. And I like it."
"You're 'his' Ace?"
"I have proof." Rory pulled the necklace out from under her sweatshirt for Lorelai to see. On a simple gold chain was a small gold card. If you looked close, you could see that the card was an Ace.
"Oohhh" Lorelai said nodding approvingly.
"He gave it to me on our honeymoon."
"Nice." She said winking at Logan.
Rory kissed Logan softly. "I've never loved snow this much."
A/N: Well? I know it was longer than usual but oh well. Sorry it's been taking me so long to update but school is taking up so much time! It's my last year of Middle School and believe me, they're not going easy on us. In fact, they're going twice as hard on us. So I apologize for updating less frequently but I will promise to try and post a new chapter at least twice or three times a month. And as always REVIEW!!!!!!!