AUTHOR'S NOTE: AH! I FINALLY DID IT. I FINALLY GOT THE SEQUEL STARTED. HAHA. I OWE IT ALL TO THE LOVELY LACEY WHO MADE ME REALIZE JUST HOW BADLY I HAVE WANTED TO WRITE THIS. I'M SORRY THAT IT TOOK SO LONG. I'VE HONESTLY TRIED TO START IT A COUPLE DOZEN TIMES BUT I JUST COULDN'T GET IT TO FLOW THE WAY I THOUGHT IT SHOULD. SO THIS IS IT. PLEASE LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK. HAHA. OH AND THERE IS GOING TO BE SOME AGE INCONSISTENCIES. WHILE I REALIZE THAT GIGI WAS A BABY FOR MOST OF HELPING RORY FOR THE SAKE OF THIS STORY SHE WAS ACTUALLY LIKE FOUR ALMOST FIVE WHEN THAT HAPPENED. I DIDN'T WANT RORY TO BE IN HER MID-THIRTIES SO I CHANGED HER AGE FOR THIS ONE. THANKS.

RATING: PG-13 IF ONLY FOR LANGUAGE

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN THE MAJORITY OF THE CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY, BUT I DO OWN A FEW THAT PEOPLE LOVE LIKE THE ANNE MARIE. IF I DID OWN GILMORE GIRLS, RORY, LOGAN, LORELAI, CHRISTOPHER, FINN, ETC. I WOULD HAVE MADE SURE THAT WE GOT OUR HAPPY ENDING.

CHAPTER ONE: WHO THE HELL DOES HE THINK HE IS

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When Gigi Hayden was eleven years old she had been assigned the daunting task of creating a five minute presentation about her family. What was daunting about the task was not the presentation part, but rather the time limit. She was not sure that she could properly discuss her family in five minutes. Her mother, Lorelai called and convinced her teacher that she would need at least ten. After a little cajoling Lorelai convinced her teacher to throw the time limit out the window as long as it was no less than five minutes. Gigi had spent weeks on her presentation collecting pictures from everyone with additional help from her mother who had said that she was going to have a Scrapbook made. On her day to present she walked into her classroom wearing a black sequined Kitson dress Stephanie had purchased for her the last time she'd been in Los Angeles and a suitcase full of items. She'd awed the class as she not only described her family, but showed mementos to back up why she considered them to be family.

"I have a big family, probably the biggest one in here. For that I am very lucky." She paused the way her Mom had told her to before continuing, "I have two Moms. My birth mom lives in France. I see her sometimes, but not very often. My other Mom is named Lorelai and she is my big sister Rory's Mom. When I was five she married my Dad. I don't know why they didn't get married sooner. When I ask Rory she says they were too pigheaded. Anyway that's how I have two Moms. I also have three grandparents. Richard and Emily are actually Rory's grandparents, but just like Lorelai they treat me the same as her. My other grandma is my Dad's Mom Francine. She paints my toenails for me when I go visit her. That family is just my normal family though. I have another part of my family. They have been there for as long as I can remember. They are Rory and her husband Logan's best friends. Having them is like having ten big brothers and sisters."

She reached into her bag and pulled out the first picture. "This is Logan Huntzberger my brother-in-law. He is the editor of The Conscientious American which is this boring political magazine that adults read. He is teaching me how to play golf. He assures me that if we work hard enough I can be the next Michelle Wie. I'd rather be like Paula Creamer. She's fabulous. Before Rory met Logan she was good friends with a very quirky girl named Lane Kim. Lane is a drummer and is in a band with her husband Dave. You may have heard of them. Their band is called The Geeks. Maybe you've heard their hit song 'Donuts at Midnight'?" She grabs their CD out of her bag and shows it to the class. "They even thanked me as one of their inspirations. In high school Rory made another best friend. Her name is Paris Gellar." Gigi stopped again to pull out a picture of Jamie and Paris from their honeymoon. It was Gigi's favorite picture of Paris because she actually seemed relaxed. Rory always joked that Jamie must have tranquilized her when she wasn't looking. "Paris is a surgeon. For my birthday last year she let me come in and watch one of her surgeries from this balcony. While she may not be as fun Logan she comes in handy when you want to intimidate someone. Her husband's name is Jamie. He is far less intense and very funny. In addition he is one of the top securities lawyers in the state. The best thing about Jamie though is that he taught me how to manage my own fantasy football and baseball teams. Lets just say I'm awesome."

She laughed and fielded a question from a boy in the back as to who her starting quarterback was this year before continuing with her presentation. She fished out a picture from her dance recital last Christmas. "Stephanie, Colin, Finn, and Anne Marie are my sister's friend that she met because of Logan. They are very eccentric, but that is why I love them. Both Finn and Anne Marie are Australian. In fact their Mom's were Australian swimsuit models. I'm talking cover of Sports Illustrated swimsuit models. Anyway I was the flower girl in their wedding. I'm also their German Shepherd Jasper's godmother which is such an obvious choice since I gave him to them for their first anniversary. The best part though is that when Anne Marie gives birth to baby Ava I get to be the third one to hold her only after her parent's of course." She smiled as the class oohed and awed. "Stephanie and Colin are proof that opposites attract. Stephanie is like whoa. I mean she's the bomb. She bought me this dress a couple of weeks ago when she went to Los Angeles to buy clothes for her boutique. When people see us together they usually think I'm her daughter and she doesn't even get mad because she's like too young to be my mom. Instead she just smiles and says things like isn't she fab? As in aren't I such a fabulous kid. Her husband Colin is a nerd, but in a really good way. He works for the IRS and audits people. He also helps me with my math whenever I have trouble. The best thing he taught me to do though is count cards, but he made me promise that I wouldn't do it in Vegas when I got older because I'd get caught. He also lets me sit on his lap at the guys' monthly poker game."

She reached into her bag one last time and pulled out the picture from Logan and Rory's wedding which seemed like forever ago even though it was really only like two years ago. "This is my family all 13 members of it. My mom said that your family are the people you can count on to come save you when the chips are down. There's no doubt that I can count on all of these people to be there for me. Thanks."

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If Miles Maxwell had been in Gigi's class back then he would have known better than to break her heart. He would have fully understood why she had remained single until they got together their freshman year of high school despite her charm, good looks, and wit. She had warned him jokingly that if he ever broke her heart her "brothers" would break his face, but had he listened? No. Instead three weeks before he was supposed to be her escort at her debutante ball he'd stopped her after school saying that they needed to talk. He'd explained that he felt like they weren't clicking anymore. It seemed he wanted to break up. And worse it had been for another girl. And even worse than that it had not been for just any girl, but rather Keaton Somersby, Gigi's nemesis who it seemed Miles was going to escort at the Daughters of the American Revolution debutante ball. At first Gigi had been shocked and heartbroken. She'd thought the two of them had been clicking just fine. Well they'd been clicking on everything except the topic of sex. He wanted some and she wasn't ready to put out. Still other than that they'd been working on all cylinders. It didn't take long for heartbreak to turn to embarrassment and by the time she was sitting in her sister's living room surrounded by the younger generation of her family she was flat out pissed.

"Who the hell does this weasel think he is?" Rory had been shocked when she opened her front door and found a broken and tired Gigi standing there. It didn't take long for the petite blonde to fall apart in her arms. While Logan worked on calming her down Rory called an "emergency meeting". It hadn't taken more than twenty minutes for everyone to arrive despite their busy and often conflicting schedules.

Colin fumed. "I'll…I'll audit him."

"I'll have him black-balled from every club in the region. Hell I'll sic the gay mafia on his ass. Those bitches no how to hold a grudge. They don't forget." Finn mentally made a note to talk to his head bartender Timmy to set out the "hit".

"F-u-c-k the rainbow mafia I'll hit that b-i-t-c-h with a bottle." Anne Marie spelled the curse words out because Ava copied nearly everything she said. Just the other day at school Ava had announced that shit was hitting the fan. Of course the nuns at her parochial elementary school had not approved of this.

Before anyone else could throw out there what they were going to do Gigi held up her hands to stop them. "Thanks guy, but you don't have to do that. First though you mean the gay mafia is a real thing? I thought that Will and Grace were just like making that up."

Finn laughed. "So did I love until Timmy, our head bartender clued me in. It seems they are a little less "Goodfellas" and a little more "First Wives Club", but still they totally exist. David Geffen, not Elton John is actually their head though."

Leave it to Finn to have a story that would make Gigi fee a little less on edge. "Good to know. Still let's keep the Velveteers out of this until further notice. I don't need help getting back at him. I really at this point don't give a damn about him. I mean if he wants to contract crabs from Keaton's slutty ass that's fine with me. I don't care. My issue is this. I don't have a date now. My ball is in three weeks and I'm escortless. Now the problem isn't finding a new date. The problem is finding a date that will make Keaton jealous. He can't just be any guy. I have two days until I take my program picture. That doesn't leave ya'll much time to brainstorm."

"That means we're on the lookout for a guy no younger than sixteen no older than nineteen who looks as though he is a poster child for Andover. He needs to have good skin, be ultra charming; basically he needs to be a younger version of ourselves." Rory instructed the group.

"What if we don't trust a sixteen year old version of ourselves?" Jamie asked. He was only half kidding.

Paris rolled her eyes before smacking him playfully on the arm. "Deal with it. So when we find our suggestion how should we present him to you?"

"Her final dress fitting is tomorrow. Send your suggestion with all of his details to my store and we'll go from there." Stephanie advised the small assembled group. "And you better them good."

"What do we get if we find the perfect guy?" Colin asked curiously. He was always turning things into a competition.

"Uh my gratitude and the knowledge you totally saved the day." Gigi suggested lamely. She knew that wasn't going to be enough. She sighed at their as if looks. "Okay the thing is you don't all have kids so I can't offer my babysitting services and other than that I got nothing. You also totally get bragging rights? I mean come on you get to gloat that you saved the day and that you picked the best guy for me." She smiled when she saw them all sort of nod.

"Bragging rights it is." Logan announced after mulling it over. "And to make it better we'll all put something into a figurative pot like Rory and I will put in a trip to Belize. Whoever wins get the pot. Agreed?"

"Agreed," The group chorused in unison.

Gigi smiled gratefully at the twentysomethings she considered to be her life support. She wasn't sure what she would do without them. "Thanks guy. I better be on my way. Madame Bevier assigned us an essay on Roman de la Rose. I look forward to seeing the results of your hardwork tomorrow." She kissed each member of the group on the cheek before saying au revoir and making her leave.

- - -

Once Gigi was gone the group went back to fuming as how best to handle the little snot also known as Miles Maxwell. "I never liked the tool that's for sure." Logan had never been able to warm up to Miles. Maybe it was because he reminded him too much of other less than savory characters he had met during his boarding school days.

"I'm just happy she didn't have sex with him." Stephanie and Dave chorused at the same time.

"Do you really think she's okay?" Rory loved and cared for her little sister dearly. She was the closest thing she had to a daughter at this point in her life. "I mean heartbreak at this age is just so crushing."

The guys sat there not really sure what to say. Other than Jamie none of them had really ever experienced heartbreak before. If anything they were heartbreakers.

"I'm sure she'll be fine Rory especially if we can come up with a guy good enough to make her forget all about him." Jamie assured her.

"I still want to hit that b-i-t-c-h with a bottle." Anne Marie spat out. She sighed as she heard the antique grandfather clock chime. She looked at her watch. "We better get going. Ava has show and tell in the morning so she needs to get bed early so we can get her up on time. I'll bring our pick with me to the dress fitting." She stood up and blew air kisses to everyone in the room while Finn collected Ava.

"Love you all. Oh Dave I have a demo for a band that played at the bar a couple of weeks ago that I think you would like. Call me tomorrow and I'll send it over to your house with a messenger. Oh and may the best couple win."

They all laughed as they watched Finn and Anne Marie leave. They were the only couple with a child which was crazy considering that before getting married they were by far the most irresponsible couple. Still they had gotten their stuff together. They were adorable to say the least. Ava was the group's new Gigi. The little kid they could teach new things to.

"We better roll too. I have a quadruple bypass at nine."

Jamie helped Paris up. "Don't be too jealous of us when she picks our guy." He slung his arm around her shoulder. "We all know that Paris doesn't do anything, but win."

Paris didn't say anything, but shrug. She waved goodbye and then they were gone.

- - -

"Are you okay Ace?" Logan asked worriedly later as they laid in bed reading. She had been unusually quiet since everyone left.

Rory smiled sadly and shrugged. "I just heartbreak really sucks. Even though we didn't like Miles they were together for a very long time. And of all the people to two time her with Keaton Somersby. She's such a catty bitch." Rory sighed and paused. "It's just Gigi always pretends to be okay for the sake of everybody else, but she's a sixteen year old girl and I think she really loved Miles."

"She'll love our guy better." Logan assured her.

Rory couldn't help but smile at his confidence. "Do you have any ideas? We don't exactly know a plethora of teenaged boys."

"Actually I do have someone in mind. He's Josh's stepbrother. I think he goes to Choate or Deerfield. It's one of those two. Anyway I can ask Honor to send me a picture and some background information. Do you remember him?"

Rory nodded. "I think I vaguely do. Are we sure he'd be interested?"

"If not then Honor surely be willing to force him." Logan joked though he knew his statement was a fact. Honor was nothing if not persuasive.

"Thank god I was so worried we'd be the couple not to come up with someone." Rory admitted sheepishly. She kissed him softly on the cheek. "I love you MAC."

He grinned at her use of his old moniker. "I love you more." He glanced at the clock on her bedside table. "Now it's only eleven and we don't have to be up until eight so I was thinking we should probably spend our next hour usefully if you know what I mean."

"Oh yeah how do you suppose we do that?" Rory asked innocently.

"Well I figured we could work on making a little one." Logan whispered in her ear before kissing her softly on her temple. "We didn't get to last night." He reminded her. He smirked when frowned at the memory. "I take that as a yes."

Rory nodded and then began to gently trace circles around his belly button. For some reason it drove him crazy when she did that. What she didn't say was that she really was praying that she got pregnant soon. They'd been secretly trying for the last five months. Her doctor had assured them that it would more than likely take a few months because she'd been on the bill for over a decade. Still she was getting nervous. She stopped thinking about wanting a baby when his hand moved down her stomach and towards her nether regions. She wondered if he sensed her worry and was trying to distract her. When she looked in his eyes she found the answer she'd been expecting, yes.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: THAT WAS THE FIRST CHAPTER OF A LONG AWAITED SEQUEL. I HOPE YOU LIKED IT. IF YOU HAVE ANY SUGGESTIONS LET ME KNOW. THE NEXT FEW CHAPTERS WILL MORE THAN LIKELY BE SHORTER BECAUSE THEY WILL BE MORE FOCUSED ON THE COUPLES AND THEIR ATTEMPTS TO FIND A PROPER ESCORT. ONCE I'M DONE INTRODUCING THE FOUR CHOICES YA'LL WILL HAVE A CHANCE TO PICK THE LUCKY GUY. THANKS FOR CHECKING THIS OUT. I HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT. PLEASE LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK. ONCE AGAIN A SPECIAL THANKS TO LACEY FOR ENCOURAGING ME TO WRITE THIS. – KriSTiNE.