The clattering of forks and dishes rattled around them as they sat in the middle of their family and friends for one last dinner together before they would become husband and wife.

"Hey, Logan," Brian said, checking his watch with a narrowed eye. "You've only got 19 hours left Buddy, you sure you want to go through with this?"

Logan smiled at Brian and then at Rory. "Try and stop me." As the hoots and whistles erupted around them, he laid his lips on hers.

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"So, are you ready for this?" Logan asked as they sat in his car outside her house in Stars Hollow. Her apartment was officially someone else's now, and until tomorrow night when his apartment would be hers, she was homeless. Her mom and Luke had taken pity on her and offered her her old room back "for one more night."

"I think I was born ready," she said, leaning into him as joy and peace washed through her. They sat in silence, simply enjoying the moment. 16 hours and counting. Then she laid her hand on his chest and pushed up from him. "Oh, yeah. I've got something for you."

"For me?" he asked skeptically, and then his face narrowed in confusion when she folded herself over the seat and began to dig through the things she had already stored in the back in anticipation of their get away the next night.

"Here it is," she said, returning to the front seat, a white wrapped box in hand.

"What's this?"

"A gift certificate for electric shock therapy," she said with a teasing grin. When he didn't laugh, she laughed for him. "It was a joke, silly." Then she nodded at the box. "Open it."

His gaze never left hers as he tore the wrapping paper away and turned the box over to snap the tape on the sides. The top of the box gave way, and then his gaze dropped as he dug through the white tissues paper to reveal the dark, pressed shirt underneath.

Carefully he pulled it out. "Thanks."

"I thought that way we could match tomorrow night when we change into our going away clothes."

"Match?" he asked in confusion, and with a smile, she lifted the sleeve.

Carefully she turned the cuff up so that a small white 'G' stood out against the fabric.

"Green," he breathed, looking at her, and she nodded.

"For you."

He folded her into his arms and held her for a long moment. "I must be the luckiest guy in the world."

"Yeah," she said when he let go of her, and she wiped her eyes. "And don't you forget it either."

His gaze surveyed her carefully. "Well, I wasn't going to give you this until tomorrow night, but since we're in the gift giving spirit." He leaned over her and popped the cubbyhole open. "For you."

She checked him with a questioning look as she accepted the box and ripped into the paper, which fell away easily. Eternity.

"'Til death do us part," he said softly covering her hand with his, "and even for the eternity after that, you have my love."

And in one breath she was in his arms. It was their beginning. For the rest of all eternity he would be hers, she would be his, and that was exactly how it was supposed to be.

That's it! I wasn't sure how I wanted to end it, but I think it turned out pretty good. Please let me know what you think – good, bad, indifferent, anything true goes! And thanks to everyone who read and reviewed, I really appreciate it:)