Hi! This is my first forey into Gilmore Girls fanfiction so I'm pretty nervous about posting this. I am a huge Rogan fan, always have been and recently found myself in the mood to try to write a post series reunion fic for them after re-watching season 5. I hope those of you who love Gilmore Girls and Rogan as much as I do will like this :)

This was edited/beta'd by CreativeAngel89.

Chapter One

Stars Hollow had not changed a single bit since she had lived there, Rory noted as she drove through the small town on the dreary, Friday afternoon. She had been living in New York for the past year and a half since her time on the Obama campaign trail had ended but she still made treks back home to New England to visit her mother and grandparents. She liked to spend the weekends with her mother and the usual Friday evening dinners at her grandparents. That was a tradition that time and distance wouldn't change if Emily Gilmore could help it and she was the master of guilt trips, especially when it came to her only daughter and grandchild.

However things had changed a lot in the last couple of years for Rory. Although she was still as close as ever with her mother, Lorelai had finally managed to tie the knot with Luke Danes and they were currently expecting their first child together. Rory was thrilled for her mother, believing fully that if anyone deserved a fairytale ending it was her. Despite the fact her grandparents still didn't fully approve of Luke, they had come around to him and especially now they were about to be grandparents again they tried to have a more cordial relationship with him. Emily still slipped out a snotty, backhanded compliment now and again but it was becoming less often.

Rory waved as she drove past Miss Patty's dance studio and saw the woman herself standing outside talking with Barbette. She could only assume that they were catching up on the latest town gossip since they were the ruling queens of the gossip mill. Anything you didn't want getting out you could be sure would be out there within seconds if Barbette or Miss Patty caught wind of it. Rory still remembered the time that Mr Anderson was literally caught with his pants down and the town had blown up in outrage over the whole event. Lorelai and Rory had been amused for weeks by the two women's exaggerated details of the incident. Mr Anderson had left town shortly afterwards and never returned.

As soon as the Yale Alumni caught sight of the familiar Luke's Diner sign, Rory grinned and pulled up on the street corner. Every visit began the same with a trip to the beloved diner that her step-dad had owned and had run for as long as Rory could remember. It was how he and her mother had met and after many years, friendship finally blossomed into romance. It was the stuff great love stories were made of, Rory mused as she got out of the car. Her mother would no doubt have a witty quip to go along with that thought if she had spoken it out loud to her.

Rory locked her car and felt the cool winter chill on her face as she made her way towards the diner. As soon as she entered, the members of the town that were already inside and eating, immediately waved to her and began to greet her. Even in her twenties she was still somewhat of a national treasure to these people which was somewhat embarrassing but also endearing at the same time. It seemed that the sudden chimes of "Hi, Rory!" "Rory, your back". "Good to see you girl", had caught Luke's attention as he popped up from behind the stove almost instantly.

"Hey kid, it's good to see you. What can I get for you? Anything you want is on the house".

"I'd love a burger and my usual cup if you'd please kind sir" Rory smiled as she slipped onto one of the bar stools at the front counter. Luke rolled his eyes at her request, his exasperation with the Gilmore girls love of all things caffeine and sugar well known. "So how's mom doing?"

"Your mom's your mom".

Rory gave him a sympathetic glance, remembering the last conversation she'd had over the phone with her mom who had been angrily ranting about the way Luke was hiding the 'real' stuff from her and replacing it with decaf. "Still giving you a hard time about the coffee, then?"

"Yes and she still declines anything that hasn't come out of a plastic container".

"That's Lorelai Gilmore for you".

As if she had been summoned telepathically, the doors to the dinning establishment opened and the woman herself breezed inside dressed as though it was ninety degrees outside instead of the middle of winter.

"Ah there she is flesh of my flesh, bone of my bone, blood of my blood! Let's see… what other disgusting body part can I think of?"

"Did you come out here without a coat on? Don't tell me you left the house like that without a coat on!" Luke growled, stepping out from behind the counter and marching towards his wife.

"Okay I won't tell you that".

"Are you crazy? You could catch your death or even worse, the baby could be born with a deformity because you were waltzing out of the house in the freezing cold with nothing but a sweater and a skirt on"

Rory found herself smiling at the familiar banter between her mother and Luke. It was things like this that she missed about being so far away from home.

"I'm gonna go grab you a jacket. Wait there", Luke said sternly, pointing at the stool next to Rory's.

"Ooh bossy, I like it", his wife winked at him, immediately causing him to roll his eyes.

"Oh jeez, Rory make sure your mom doesn't strain herself trying to get to the coffee pot. I've made sure it's out of her reach".

"You got it, Luke".

"Hey traitor!" gasped Lorelai, placing a hand on her heart in mock shock as her husband disappeared to retrieve one of his spare coats.

Rory smiled at her mother, amused at her familiar antics. "So, what's new in town?"

"Well…you'll never guess what Taylor's been up to now", her mother grinned with a highly amused glint in her eyes. "He's been ranting about the levels of tourism being disappointingly low this year or something along those lines and decided that what this town really needs is another festival".

"Is this going to be like the Pumpkin festival of ninety eight?" Rory wrinkled her nose as she recalled that particular event. "I don't think the town will be too thrilled to go through that particular theme again especially when we all still remember what happened to Paula Franco's stall after her ex-husband and younger brother drank too much of the spiked pumpkin juice and decided to go at it there and then". Rory grimaced at the memory of him leaving her for the young middle school teacher. The scandal was still fresh in everyone's mind.

"This year he thinks that the festival that Stars Hollow never knew it wanted or needed is a snowflake festival".

"How do you have a snowflake festival?"

"I don't know. I assumed that he planned on inventing some sort of machine that can affect the weather, causing it to snow here in Stars Hollow even if it isn't anywhere else, going outside and collecting the snowflakes and freezing them before putting them on display in his festival which I plan on protesting about if he does do that because hey! The snowflakes have rights; the snowflakes deserve to be free. After all they don't have very long life spans .They should get to make the most of their precious little time on this Earth by flying free".

"You're nuts" Rory stared at her mother. "Truly insane".

"But I'm not yet certified".

"Hang in there; I'm sure the government are just about ready to send off your certificate".

"Here put this on." Luke's voice suddenly interrupted their conversation as he passed Lorelai one of his spare navy parkas, which she reluctantly put on after being subjected to a withering look for a moment. Her flannel-loving husband then turned to her daughter with a slightly warmer look. "So Rory how long are you staying?"

"A whole week this time", smiled Rory before sipping her coffee whilst ignoring the narrow eyed look of envy her mother was shooting at her. "It sure is good to be back in Stars Hollow. You miss the people when you live in a big place like New York".

Rory proceeded to have her burger and coffee while she caught her mom and Luke up on what had been going on in her life recently. She mentioned that she'd interviewed an up and coming young politician and had a few galas coming up that she was covering. Rory left out the parts about her love life or lack thereof. Her mother had been encouraging her to throw herself out there but Rory hadn't felt a particular desire to date, especially not after her last relationship had ended! Since then, the only attempt she had made to go out with someone of the opposite sex had ended up with her heel crushing his foot after he had made unwanted advances.

It was for this reason that she dreaded seeing her grandparents because she just knew that her grandmother was chomping at the bit to set her up with some society, high flyer which was the last thing she wanted. The last person she had been with had been one of those high flyers and she had been doing all she could to avoid any reminders of him. It had been three years but the memory of Logan Huntzberger walking away from her still hurt like a bare foot on Lego pieces.