A/N: Hello readers!

This is my second fanfiction story here, and I like this one much more than my other one, and I hope you will too.

Summary: This is an AU story, which in it Lorelai and Chris got married. Rory grew up in the Hartford society, and was friends with Logan since she was born. Logan is two years ahead of her in school, and they have been dating for two years when this story begins.

Disclaimer: The characters which appeared in the TV show "Gilmore Girls" aren't mine, but other than them, everyone else in this story is.

Thanks: To caterallie my unofficial beta reader. Dank you my friend.
Also thank you everyone who reads my story.

Reminder: English isn't my first language, that would be Hebrew. Though I have my "beta", any mistakes are mine and mine only.

This is the prologue of the story, it takes place almost fifteen years after the story starts. I haven't decided yet were I'll finish this story, if in the time of the prologue, after, or earlier.

Hope you'll like it.

Enjoy!

"Dad!" The fourteen years old boy shouted, running up the stairs toward his parents floor. "Mom! Dad! Wake up!" He got irritated and start knock on the heavy door, which was locked, of course.

He gave up and slide his back down the wall when he heard his sister calling him from the floor underneath, coming up the stairs with a plate in her hand. "Good morning Eli!" she greeted him happily.

"Good morning lil sis" He said nicely as he could.

"Whatcha doin big bro?" She asked whilst handing him the plate. "Martha decided to make some pancakes and the twins are eating like they haven't eaten for about seven years, so I brought you some"

"Waiting for their highness to wake up" He said, sarcasm clear in his voice.

"Why do you need them? You have Frank." She said to him, not understanding the problem.

"As a matter of fact I do. And I also need coffee. Why didn't you brought coffee?" He asked, though he knew it was unfair of him. He was hangry and angry, and needed coffee.

She gave him an irritated look, taking the plate with the half finished pancake on it and walked down quietly.

His twelve year old sister could be such a drama queen. "Lou wait! Come on! I'm sorry!" He said, running down the four floors to the ground floor.

The new house was huge. He missed the flat they had in London and the one in NYC. They had just two floors, and the city view from the window in his room relaxed him.

He arrived at the first floor to see his sister walking out of the lift. Damn! There was a lift. Of course he forgot.

"Lou! Wait!" He walked into the l dining room and found his brothers and his toddler sister sitting next to the table, Lou pouring herself cup of coffee. He walked to her and took a cup too.

"Sorry Lou. Really." She looked at him angrily.

"Well that's not helping is it?!" She said irritated, her blue eyes narrowed.

Fuck. He had never see her like this. She was like their mom, always nice and happy. She put her blonde hair in a bun and went to the seat next to the baby.

When he took a minute to think about her behavior, he remembered it starting right when they moved from NYC to here.

Well, he couldn't blame her. They actually moved a lot in those years. They lived in New Haven until he was five, then London until he was ten and then NYC.

He didn't remember a lot from New Haven, just that he used to be with his grandparents. He also remembered one time in his mom's paper, when she took him there because he didn't agree to go to his great grandmothers.

He was four years old and his mom was the YDN chief, and his dad was traveling all the time. It was his aunt's Paris last year in Yale, and he liked to drive her crazy.

He sent his mom a another piece instead of Paris's, about the movie "Flushed Away". Most of it was pictures, but people like it. Well, people except Paris. She shouted at his mom about the way she educated him, and then his dad, that had just came back from his business trip to London, shouted at her.

It was the first article he ever wrote, and he still remembered how everyone was so proud of him. His mom published it on the front page, his grandfather who owned lots of papers published it too, but not on the front page, and all of his grandparents and great grandparents saved a copy.

However, the one thing he was proud of the most was that his father had a copy hang on the wall in in every office he had. He still remembered how his parents walked to the apartment, his dad hugs her while she sobbing on his chest. He was sitting at the table,very hungry, and his one year old sister was in her room with a babysitter. When he saw his dad he grabbed the paper, run to him and hugged him tight, while he let go of his mother and throw him in the air and then hold him in his strong arms, kissing his head. after that he showed him the paper, and his dad was so proud that he shed tears of joy

Now he barely saw his parents alone, and though he knew they had lot of work and had five kids, he was still was angry at them. Especially today. It was his first day in high school and they promised they would take him.

He sat down next to Chris, one of the twins, and Ric, the second one, handed him the very empty pancake plate. "Thanks" He said sarcastically to his younger brothers, who were starting their second year at school today.

"You welcome big brow" Ric said proudly, sticking his tongue out at Chris.

"You understand you gave him an empty plate, and he's mocking you, right?" Lou said from the other side of the table, frowning at her big brother.

He ignored her and checked his watch. It was 7:47 and they only had one driver, seeing their parents weren't going to wake up soon. " We gotta get going" He said to his siblings and called one of the maids "Anny! Can you call Frank please? We need to get going!".

Their parents insisted they wouldn't have a nanny, and as much as they loved them, the kids needed someone who would take care of them. They all took their bags and he took Emily, the toddler, and a pancake in his hand.

They walked out of the house, five perfect rich kids, their blond hair and big blue eyes. Frank opened the door for them and took their bags as they entered the limo.

They were driving out of the gate when black fancy SUV stopped in front of them. Thirty five year old blond man jumped out and opened the passenger door for a thirty three year old brunette. They walked to the car and tapped the window.

"Where do you think your going our little Huntzbergers?" Said the grinning Rory and Logan Huntzberger.

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Uploaded April 2, 2017.