Authors Note: First of all I own nothing! So first off, in this one-shot Rory is the Hayden Heiress just no one knew it and it takes place about 3 or 4 years after the finale, and how I think Rory and Logan should meet again.

It's my turn now. I know she regrets leaving me. That doesn't matter anymore though because I am perfectly happy in my marriage. I looked over at my mother. It seemed to me that she wanted to go talk to Rory Gilmore. She gave me a look and I nodded. My father, mother, wife, and I all walked over to where she stood.

"Rory Gilmore! How are you?" My mother's society mask on perfectly. After Rory had said no to my marriage proposal I had gotten to closer with my family.

"The Huntzbergers, how wonderful it is to see you! I'm very well thank you." Rory answered but I was curious. Hayden parties, Gilmores don't get invited to Hayden parties, it's just not done.

"Are you here alone?" My mother asked. I took this time to really look at Rory. She wore a red dress that complemented her curves. Her hair was curled around her face and her blue eyes sparkled brightly.

"At the moment." Rory said tousling her hair.

"You know Rory; I haven't seen your name in any newspapers lately." My father smirked at her.

"Yeah Ace are you not a reporter like you always wanted to be?" I asked throwing in my old nickname and a smirk. My arm winding around my wife's waste.

"Actually, I never wanted to be a reporter. It was a cover my grandparents found necessary." Rory stated with a smile then she looked at Sarah. "Hi, I don't believe we've met. I'm Rory, you must be Logan's wife Sarah, I've heard all about you from Steph. She says you have a wonderful taste in shoes." I looked at her shocked, Steph?

"Oh, well thank you. I've heard all about you too. Actually, I heard about you back in high school." Rory just smiled at her.

"Chilton?" Rory asked

"Yeah, I was a grade older than you, but everyone heard about Mary and how she pissed off Paris and then stood up to her." Sarah explained and I was confused, Chilton, Mary, Paris?

"Wow that was a long time ago." Rory smiled

"It seems you two are acquainted. So if you're not a reporter and were never studying to be that, what do you do?" My father said awkwardly.

"I'm a lawyer." She smiled sweetly.

We watched as an arm rapped around Rory's waste and a blonde head of hair was bent to kiss her shoulder.

"Sorry I'm late Mare." The voice whispered.

"At least you're here now." She bent her head back and they kissed shortly, before she looked at my family. "This is my fiancé Tristan, Tristan this is Mr. and Mrs. Huntzberger and their son and his wife, Logan and Sarah." She pointed to each one of us as she said our names and nodded her head toward the blonde when she said his.

The blonde had piercing blue-grey eyes and blonde hair that was short and messy but looked sophisticated as well. He smiled at us kindly but his eyes told a different story. He obviously had something against us. The only thing I could think of was what my parents and Grandfather had said to Rory all those years ago. I hadn't seen him around before so I figured he must be from that small town of hers.

"Tristan, it's been a while." Sarah said as they hugged.

"Sarah, the last time I saw you, you were graduating and telling me that I needed to get my life together. Always the good friend you were." He laughed as he pulled back.

"Not that you listened to anything anyone said!" Rory laughed.

"Shush you!" He said back. "Don't be mean to your fiancé, it's just not right!"

"Wow, Tristan finally got his Mary. It was a long time coming." Sarah commented.

"Mary?" My mother asked deciding to rejoin the conversation.

"Ah, the high school nickname." Rory answered. She never told me that she had a nickname in high school. "Tristan thought I was the heir of innocence and decided to call me Mary, like the Virgin Mary."

"Yes you are an heir, the heir of something completely different but an heir nonetheless." Tristan said giving her a look.

"Oh shut up! You are the same way Mr. DuGrey!" DuGrey! That's the best family in society only seconded to the Haydens.

"I get it now!" My father said. We all turned and looked at him. "You said you were a lawyer, and now you are saying you're with a DuGrey, it's obvious you are using him for his name."

"OH MY GOD!" Rory looked pissed. "You always think I'm with someone for their money or their name. If anyone is with anyone for a name or money in this relationship" she pointed between her and Tristan. "It's him!"

My family laughed well all but Sarah. She looked apologetically at Rory.

"It's true." Tristan said.

We stopped laughing and stared at him in shock. "What?" My mother asked.

"Well why would a Hayden be with a DuGrey for money or name, when they are better. I mean come on; she even has the longer name. Lorelei Leigh Gilmore-Hayden the third soon to be DuGrey and me Tristan Janlan DuGrey, which one sounds more important to you?" Tristan explained and Rory laughed.

"You should see the looks on your faces." Rory said before walking away with Tristan.

Later that night with Tristan and Rory.

I laid my head on his bare chest, while his hands moved soothingly up and down my bareback. The touch of his hands against my skin left me tingling.

"Well, this was an exciting night." I murmured into his chest.

"It could be even more exciting." Tristan moved his hands down to the front of my thighs.

I kissed his chest and he flipped us over so I was under him. His lips crashed down on to mine.

Later, I lay against his chest again. "I love you Mary, with all my heart."

I smiled kissing his chest. "I love you too Bible Boy. Thank you by the way."

"What for?"

"For being here for me, for loving me, for sticking up for me tonight."

"You don't have to thank me for that; I do it because I love you."

I hummed a reply against his chest as I drifted off to sleep thinking about how I'd be completely lost with out him.

THE END!