Rory Gilmore spends summers with her grandparents either the Hayden's or the Gilmore's alternately. Spring and winter breaks are the same so her mom can work at the Inn and not have her underfoot. It is not that her mother minds but it does make work harder. This story is totally AU and Rory is the same age as Logan and friends so are Paris and Tristan.

Disclaimer: I don't own them just like to borrow them for my musings. Don't own anything Beatle related either just find some lyrics and titles very inspiring.

A/N: Well here we are, this is the last chapter. I want to thank all of you who have reviewed, followed and favorites. You are all so amazing, thank you!

I Wanna Hold Your Hand

Chapter 17 – La Vie en Rose

The wedding was beautiful and it seemed that Mitchum and Shira would come around, Logan held Rory in his arms as they danced their first dance.

"Did I tell you how beautiful you look Mrs. Huntzberger? Because you do, look beautiful wife." Logan kissed her temple and she snuggled into him.

Mitchum watched as the photographer snapped pictures - that was his son, where had the time gone, how had he not seen this is where their relationship was leading? They looked good together strong, beautiful even.

"She is a beautiful girl, their children will be stunning." Shira interrupted his thoughts.

"That she is, and she is a talented writer, perhaps we can spin this to our advantage after all." Mitchum's mind went to work on how he could utilize her talents in London.

Richard tapped Logan's shoulder, "May I?" He switched places and Logan turned to find Lorelai conveniently near, he held his hand to her and they began to dance.

"What's the real reason you rushed this? You could have become engaged in spite of Mitchum and she still could have followed you to London, you are adults there isn't much he can really do." Lorelai queried.

"Nope, just an end run around Mitchum and Shira, they would have made our engagement out to be a farce and thrown any eligible and in their mind appropriate wife my way at every turn, eventually Rory would become suspicious and end it all, I couldn't lose her; she is my everything." Logan explained and Lorelai nodded.

She seemed appeased by his answer and returned him to Rory taking her turn dancing with her father. "When did this happen daddy, when did she grow up? It seems not so long ago that she was just a baby and now she is a married woman."

"Ah sweetheart, it's OK, she is happy, you did right by her." He held her and pets her head.

Francine and Emily looked at the scene before them, Rory was married and happily so, Lorelai still looked as lost as the day she told them she was pregnant. Yes she had grown, was running her own business and had friends, but they could see she was lonely. Things with Christopher had never fallen into place and he wasn't even here to give thier daughter away feigning urgent business he could not abandon. Her almost wedding to Luke had left her adrift and so very alone. They knew better than to mettle, but still wasn't it their place to see her as happy as her daughter? She had given them such a gift allowing them to care for Rory on summer vacations and school breaks and for that alone she deserved happiness. She had also shown by example that independence is an admirable goal and by sharing Rory that it didn't mean cutting off family.

The cake had been cut and the toasts had been made and Logan had married Rory without any interference Mitchum and Shira decided this was the opportunity to make amends.

"If I may have your attention please" Mitchum's voice dominated the room, "Raise your glass to Logan and Rory, 'may you never lie, cheat or drink. But if you must lie, lie with each other. And if you must cheat, cheat death. And if you must drink, drink with us for we all love you and wish you both the love and happiness of which you deserve. May all your troubles be little ones.' I know Shira and I did not initially understand the depth of your love, but these past hours have shown us the truth of it."

A chorus of 'hear – hears' was heard and glasses clinked and quiet goodbyes heard as the group began to leave the reception hall for points unknown, the bride and groom would be retiring to their suite, it had been a whirlwind two days and others would follow suit while some chose to gamble or find a nice place to enjoy a meal. Lorelai glanced at the group as they left and sighed, her mother came up beside her.

"That will be you one day you know, you just have to let it happen, you are always so guarded." Emily soothed her daughter.

"How did you know mom, how did you know I was wishing that one day it would be me?" She leaned into her mother's offered arm.

"A mother knows Lorelai, I see you working so hard to make others happy and never yourself. Be selfish, just a little, save some of that happiness for yourself. Rory is grown, you did a wonderful job, and thank you for sharing her she means the world to so many. You do too, just don't fight the good that you deserve." Emily and Lorelai walked out and joined Richard by the elevator.

Lorelai moved to call for the lift and looked at her parents with renewed vison. They were happy together, really happy, Rory would have that, Straub and Francine had it, one day, she would have it too. She smiled to herself and thought of the possibilities.

*End*

A/N: The title of this final chapter La Vie en Rose, is from a famous French song that is interpreted to Life in Pink' I wanted to end this with Lorelai's rose colored glasses restored and hope blossoming in her for her own love filled future. I hope you enjoyed this, it is my longest fic to date and was a challenge to write.