A/N: Ok, I know what you are all thinking. She is still alive? Surely she must have been dead to not have updated for a year. Well, the thing is, I got promoted to a full time position at my job, and I am still a student, and then got a boyfriend who took up all my very little free time and then broke my heart, leaving me in no mind set for writing. At least not romantic comedy. So there you go. I am finally over the scumbag, as evidenced by my return to not only reading, but writing fan fiction. So here is the next part of my story. If you are still reading, I thank you, if you are reading this for the first time, it has been one hell of a ride.

Disclaimer: Ok, so the reason I haven't been updating is because I bought the show and have been turning my ideas into episodes. Wait a minute. (Looks up and reads Authors note.) Nevermind. What I did is up there. I still don't own the show, I probably never will, so without further ado, my version of how it could have happened, if I did own Gilmore Girls. Which, as I have said I don't. Oh, just read the story. Please?

Ch. 5: West, Willis, and Wood, Oh My.

"Logan, what are you doing here?

"Hello to you too, Reporter-um, I mean, Rory," Finn corrected himself when he caught the looks shot at him by Logan and Lorelai.

"How rude of me. Hello Finn and Colin. Logan, what are you doing here?" Rory asked again.

"I came to visit you, Ace. I probably should have called, but Finn has this thing about spontaneity being spoiled by advanced notice. LDB rules. I hope you don't mind," he added when he saw her face.

"I guess it's ok," she sighed.

"Are you sure you don't mind?" Logan asked.

"As long as I get one of those cups of coffee, I think I can find it in my heart to forgive you. How many cups did you get, anyway?" she asked.

"Fourteen," Logan replied.

"Why fourteen?" Lane asked.

"It's half of twenty plus four," Finn replied.

"Of course, forget I asked," Lane trailed off, looking confused.

"I'm sorry, Lane, mom, this is Finn, I would translate, but I am afraid that this particular Finnism is over my head. The preppy one behind him is Colin, and the blond is Logan. Logan, Colin, Finn, this is my mother Lorelai, and Lane, my best friend. And as much as I don't want to, I think we are going to have to move this inside, because, Babette is looking out her window, and if we move quickly, we may avoid a scene, at least Miss Patty hasn't seen you yet, move, quick," Rory urged.

"Miss Patty, isn't that the woman who bought us the other four cups of coffee?" Finn asked.

"Oh geez, get in the house, quick," Rory replied, half pushing the boys toward the house, but it was too late.

"Rory, how are you sweetheart?" Babette asked, waddling across the lawn between their houses.

"Crap," Rory muttered under her breath. "Hi Babette, I'm fine, how are you?" Rory asked, turning around to face Babette.

"Wonderful, Doll, thanks for asking. Hey, who're your friends? Is that their Mercedes? That sure is a nice car," Babette commented in her usual rasp.

"Yes, Babette, the car belongs to Logan," Rory sighed, waiting for her moment to get the guys out of there, looking to her mother for help.

"So Logan, did you pay for your car yourself?" Babette asked, looking directly at Logan.

"Um, Babette, how do you know which one is Logan?" Lorelai asked.

"He looks like a Logan to me, doesn't he look like a Logan to you?" she asked Lorelai.

"I don't know, there are two other people who look fairly Logan like to me, what if I told you that the really tall brunette was Logan?" Lorelai asked.

"But Patty said that the blond, I mean," Babette stumbled.

"That's what I thought. Well, I would love to stay and chat, but we have to get inside, you see, we were ironing when the boys surprised us, so if we don't get back inside, the house could go, so we have to go, bye now," she finished. Turning to the others, she muttered under her breath, "Don't ask, just turn and walk back to the house, quickly, Lane, Rory, make sure the boys get inside, now," Lorelai ordered.

"But she seems so nice," Finn protested.

"Ha, that's a good one Finn, just move," Rory replied under her breath.

"Well, I think we are safe, for now, but we should check in a minute, if she is still on the lawn, we may have to sneak them out the secret bootlegging getaway door under the house, which coincidently comes out in Babettes house, which is the last place she will look for you three," Lorelai sighed, turning to address the boys. "Ok, it looks like you three are here till some ungodly hour of the morning, so there goes girls night, but, I am sure that we have enough junk food and leftovers for a movie or two, obviously not a true junk movie, like Wonka or Pippi, but if we call for pizza we should have just enough for Spinal Tap or a python movie, definitely Batman, we will see what we can do, maybe I can talk Joe into picking up some junk food at Doosies' on his way over, give me just a minute, guys," Lorelai broke her rambling, walking out of the room to grab the phone.

"How is one of the Batman movies the same as Python or Spinal Tap? And which Batman movie is it? Please let it not be the one with Nicole Kidman," Colin groaned.

"I can almost guarantee that you have never seen this Batman movie. It is the Batman movie based on the TV series. It stars Adam West and Burt Ward, who plays the orphaned Boy Wonder, an irony that has never been lost on us, by the way. It is one of the movies where the only reason the characters come to the conclusions that they do is because it is in the script. You cannot follow the logic with a map. You will see what I mean when we get to the ballpoint banana and the heavy water exploding henchmen parts. And I thought all men loved Nicole Kidman. I thought it was the law, or something," Rory noted.

"Yeah, Colin had a bad reaction to her hair in the early days, then Eyes Wide Shut rubbed him the wrong way, and Moulin Rouge completed the hat trick for Colin," Logan informed them.

"Yeah, Colin will even completely write off a girl if he sees her with one of those trashy magazines that have her picture on it, on the off chance that she is a fan. It is a very touchy subject," Finn answered.

"Which is why I suggest we stop talking about it," Colin requested.

"Ok, it took a little arm twisting, and I had to promise him one favor on Rory's wedding day, so by the way, you are never getting married unless Joe dies first, but not only is he bringing pizza, we are getting junk food and both of the asteroid disaster movies," Lorelai exclaimed triumphantly.

"Yes, West, Willis, and Wood. It looks like we are going to have a fun night. And you can even call Luke, if he promises not to kill Logan, Colin, or Finn," Rory chimed.

"Um, that may not be such a good idea. We had to stop at Luke's on the way here and it did not seem that we were exactly his favorite people right now," Logan informed the girls regrettably.

"What does that mean. Did you do something to Luke?" Rory asked.

"No, but when we went into Luke's to get the coffee, Luke did not react kindly to me, or my friends. So inviting Luke, if we have to stay here, may not be the best idea," Logan clarified.

"Well, that makes sense, he did not respond to Logan well after the way they met. By the way, it will probably take quite a bit to get on his good side, Logan. Ok, lets get started on the first course while we wait for Joe," Lorelai ordered, pulling out beanbag chairs for the guys, while Rory and Lane ran into the kitchen to start more food, yelling "Right."

"Ok, now there are a couple of rules. We will not stop the movie if you have to go to the bathroom, so go now, or wait. Mocking of the movies is permitted, and in fact encouraged, but only if you have seen the movie before. Have all of you seen Armageddon and Deep Impact?" Lorelai asked.

"I know we have all seen Armageddon, but I don't think any of us have seen Deep Impact, I know I haven't," Logan spoke.

"Me either," Finn affirmed.

"I have," Colin admitted, blushing a little bit.

"When did you see Deep Impact?" Logan asked.

"And why are you blushing about seeing it?" Finn asked.

"A while ago. Stephanie wanted me to watch it with her, and I agreed. It wasn't that bad a movie," Colin defended.

"Oh, Stephanie wanted to see it. Now I understand the blush. Did you tell Steph that you liked it, or did you tell Steph that it wasn't a bad movie," Finn ribbed.

"Well, now that does not matter, because his lady friend has inadvertently enabled him to partake in the mocking of that film. Now, judging from the reaction you gave my daughter and the Nicole Kidman conversation, none of you have seen the Batman movie. That is your loss really, and I blame you parents for not giving more structure growing up, but what really can you do. And finally, the last rule, and this is very important, so pay attention. My daughter and I are nothing if we are not world class eaters. Don't try to compete with us, because better men than the three of you have fallen trying to eat a Gilmore Girl under the table, so I warn you, it is futile and will only end in pain and humiliation, mark my words. Pace yourselves, and I mean it, because we do not keep Pepto in this house. The girls are getting plates of leftovers, a little Chinese, a little Japanese, and some really weird pasta dish from Al's Pancake World, it is just a name, Al has not served pancakes in years and pasta is always the safest bet whenever he serves it, which is not often. We have popcorn, marshmallow bunnies from Easter, year dough, a little bit of ice cream, pop tarts, and spray cheese. Joe is bringing-"

"Spray cheese?" Finn cut Lorelai off to ask.

"For the popcorn, Finn," Logan replied.

"Wow, you do know my daughter. Joe is dropping off pizza, one pepperoni, one everything, more ice cream, some peanut butter, jujubes, Oreo's, chocolate, gummy bears, tart 'n' tiny's, and red vines. Now, with that information, I ask you three to pace yourselves once again. Do all of you understand the rules?" Lorelai asked. When they all nodded she continued, "Do you agree to all the rules?" More nods. "Good, because that was the door bell, and here come Rory and Lane with your food, girls, plates in front of the boys, I will get the door, then we start the experience that is Batman The Movie," Lorelai called, already walking to the door.

"Logan, do you think it wise to eat pasta that came from a pancake house?" Finn whispered.

"Just eat and watch the movie, Finley," Logan sighed.

"Fine, but if you call me Finley one more time, I am going to dump this plate of food on your head," Finn told him.

"Alright, now we have food, we have movies, are you all comfortable? Good. Finley get the lights, please," Lorelai ordered as she settled on the couch.

"See that is why I don't like people to call me by my full name, the wrong people hear and then think they can use it," Finn grumbled, not getting up.

"Finley, I am not going to ask you again. And if you dump food on Logan's head I am going to have to sedate you and leave you on Babette's porch," Lorelai told him from the couch.

"I knew I should have brought my bottle of scotch. I have a feeling I might need a drink soon," Finn mumbled, getting up to turn off the lights.

"Finn, you are breaking the talking rule already, and my mom is serious about it, so sit back down and be quiet," Rory told him.

"What, is it pick on the foreign kid night?" Finn asked. His response was getting hit with pillows thrown by the girls on the couch. "Fine, I get it, I'll shut up, just start the movie."

"Ok, here we go," Lorelai replied, hitting the play button on the remote.

A/N: Ok, that was the next chapter, I would really like to thank all of you that are still reading after a year and a half. I won't say anything regarding how long it will take me because I honestly have no idea, and quite frankly I think I jinxed myself a little last time. So all I will say is that eventually it will get written. If you have any inclination to review, please do so, it always motivates me to write when I know that there are people actually reading and enjoying my story.