AND IT IS HERE – IT IS DONE. FOR NOW.

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR STICKING WITH ME THROUGH THIS LONG, HARD, TAXING JOURNEY. THIS REALLY EXPRESSES SO MANY OF MY OWN EMOTIONS, FEARS, CIRCUMSTANCES – I GUESS, PART OF MY SOUL. THANK YOU FOR TAGGING ALONG ON THE ADVENTURE.

THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO HELPED ME WORK THROUGH THINGS IN THE STORY – IT MEANS A LOT. BiteMarksonHertongue – YOU MADE THIS STORY WHAT IT IS! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR HELPING ME AND PUTTING PART OF YOUR HEART INTO THIS STORY! IT MEANS A LOT.

ONE LAST CALL FOR REVIEWS – LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU WOULD LIKE TO SEE IN A SEQUEL. I CURRENTLY HAVE TWO OTHER IDEAS FOR GILMORE GIRLS FANFICTION – SO STAY TUNED TO THAT.

AND ONE LAST THOUGHT – THE STORY TITLE IS BASED ON ONE OF MY FAVORITE SONGS, AT THE BEGINNING. THIS LAST CHAPTER PULLS EVERYTHING TOGETHER – IF YOU WANT TO GET THE FULL EFFECT, HAVE THAT PLAYING AS YOU READ THE LAST CHAPTER~

BUT I WANT TO PUT THE LYRICS HERE JUST SO YOU CAN SEE HOW PERFECTLY THIS DESCRIBES LORELAI'S STRUGGLES THROUGHOUT THIS STORY.

At The Beginning"

(feat. Donna Lewis)

We were strangers, starting out on a journey

Never dreaming, what we'd have to go through

Now here we are, I'm suddenly standing

At the beginning with you

No one told me I was going to find you

Unexpected, what you did to my heart

When I lost hope, you were there to remind me

This is the start

[Chorus:]

And life is a road that I wanna keep going

Love is a river, I wanna keep flowing

Life is a road, now and forever, wonderful journey

I'll be there when the world stops turning

I'll be there when the storm is through

In the end I wanna be standing

At the beginning with you

We were strangers, on a crazy adventure

Never dreaming, how our dreams would come true

Now here we stand, unafraid of the future

At the beginning with you

[Chorus]

Knew there was somebody, somewhere

A new love in the dark

Now I know my dream will live on

I've been waiting so long

Nothing's gonna tear us apart

[Chorus]

In the end I want to be standing

At the beginning with you...

Dear Mom,

Things here have been good. School is hard, but isn't that what's to be expected? The modern Literature class I'm taking is so very tough, but I'm learning so much from all the material. And, actually, some of my reading habits as a kid are paying off. A lot of the kids in my class are freaking out trying to get through some of the reading lists, but I have most of them already finished.

Logan is learning to cope with things that happened. Of course he is overwhelmed, but he is thankful that his father had someone skilled in running everything that could take over some of the time-consuming aspects of running a business until Logan is out of college. He is doing really well in his business classes, and we are both staying so busy with school there's barely any time to party. Again, I said barely, so I'm not outright lying to you.

As far as other things, I think that as hard as everything was for Logan with his father, we both grew closer because of everything. We both had fathers who were barely involved in our lives who ended up committing atrocious crimes, and will spend the rest of their lives paying for those crimes. It was hard, as you know, for me to come to terms with the fact that Christopher did what he did. As a kid, I always looked up to him, wanting him to be part of my life, and was always so excited to see him when he came around. But after knowing what he did, it was just like my picture of him was shattered. And Logan had that same feeling, knowing that his father had hid things in his past that sent him to prison. So as much as I wish that none of this ever happened, and if I could turn back time, I would push Christopher away as hard as I could from my childhood – as much as we both would change what happened, we were able to help each other deal with feelings that we both were feeling. And we are able to see when the other is hurting. I feel like our relationship is so much stronger because of everything that happened. I don't know if that makes sense or not.

I went back to the house last weekend, to just get away from stress here at school. Everything looks like normal. Babette has planted some bulbs in the front yard; I think she wants them to surprise you, so be surprised when in a couple of months there are beautiful flowers coming out of the grass.

The town seems the same. Well, almost the same. Of course it doesn't seem the same without Luke there at the diner. Caesar is doing a good job with running the place, but he hired Kirk as temporary help. Which has been quite a disaster, if you ask me. But if you're telling Luke, then you tell him that it is just a rumor that Kirk picks food off of the plates as he takes them to customers, eating part of their toast or bacon when he hands their plates to them. But if you're not telling Luke, Kirk does that. So I just asked for a donut to go, and got a donut with only half of the frosting on it, and the other half was on Kirk's finger.

Also one more thing you need to be ready for. Miss Patty and Taylor have gathered the whole town into putting together a wedding celebration for you and Luke when you get back. Complete with streamers, bartenders, dancing, and, my personal favorite, gifts. So, be ready for the surprise.

Grandma called. She heard from Sookie that you and Luke eloped. Wait, don't roll your eyes just yet. Because she was very polite on the phone. She asked me about Yale, about how things were with me and Logan. And then she mentioned the fact that you and Luke had eloped. I didn't tell her any details, because I know you don't want them involved in your life at all, after what happened. And I don't blame you. She just told me that she was so happy for you, that she was proud of you for finding a man who cared so much about you, and that if you ever wanted to call and tell her about it, she would be happy to listen.

I know what you are doing, rolling your eyes, and probably complaining to Luke about your manipulative mother. I really do know you, Mom. Because you probably read what I just wrote after you complained to Luke. But there is one things that Grandma said that I thought you might want to know. She asked me if you were happy. And I said you really were. And then, she said, "And that's all I want for my daughter." I know that doesn't erase the fact of what happened, or give them a pass from what happened, but I think that maybe, just maybe, they are trying to let you know without pushing you that they are proud of you.

But on to happier things.

There's something to be said about the way that a mother tells her daughter that she's pregnant. It is a special time, when you find out that you're going to have a little brother or sister. I have always imagined that you would call me into the living room, snuggle me up to you, and tell me, "Rory, what would you think of having a little baby around the house?" And then I would get to freak out and jump around with you, feel your belly, and just be happy together.

I never ever imagined that I would open an airmail package from overseas, pull out a letter, and then have a pregnancy test fall into my hand. If it wasn't gross enough that you sent me a stick that you had peed on, you didn't tell me anything about the test until the last line of your letter. You made me read through all the things about you and Luke having sex, you and Luke being naked, you and Luke on the warm beach – before I got to the fact that you were telling me that you were going to have a baby.

Of course, I still freaked out, jumping up and down, feeling so happy. Poor Logan thought that I had officially inherited your crazy genes. But when I showed him, he was so happy for both of you too.

But that wasn't the best part even of the whole debacle. After I read the letter, I went to throw the airmail package away, only to find a second pregnancy test at the bottom of the package. It took me about three seconds to put the two and two together. And in this equation, two and two means twins, right? Why else would you send me two pee sticks? And then it was the happy dance yet again, thinking that not only would I have one little brother or sister, but two little brothers, or sisters, or a brother and a sister. I don't think there is any other combination, but if there is, let me know. I am so happy for the two of you. I know you two had talked about having a baby when you were together before, so I hope that this makes you as happy as it makes me. I hope you are not opposed to having some baby clothes at the house for you, ready when you get home. Those two are going to be spoiled rotten by their favorite older sister.

I can't wait to see you soon. It's been too long. I hope that Luke knows once he gets you home he's going to have to share you with me. Because I need some mother daughter time. I'm thinking a major movie night, maybe even Willy Wonka, that is, if Luke hasn't put you on some crazy healthy diet thing. If he has, we shall run away to my apartment and have some secret candy.

I am so happy for your life right now. Married. Pregnant with twins. And a wonderful mother – who could ask for anything more in a mom? Not me. I know a few months ago, neither one of us would ever have thought that our lives would look like they do today. I would have never thought I could have my mother back, much less a mother who married the love of her life, the man I always wanted to be my father. I never would have imagined that you and I would get along like we did before everything happened. And, most importantly, I never, in my wildest dreams, could have imagined how safe and secure I would feel knowing that you are safe with Luke. I am so happy that you two are finally together, that you are both so much in love, and that I am going to be able to watch my little siblings grow up in a loving home with two of the best parents any kid could ever want. I love you, Mom.

Love,

Rory