AN: Ok this is my first story so help me with it.

Chapter 1

Wishing, praying, begging, for her life

Logan sat down on the bench across the hall from his sister's room. He could see her lying there totally helpless. His parents, of course, were now where to be found. He leaned his head back against the wall. He looked left and right down the hallway, there was no one around. Thank God he thought and he let the tears fall down his cheeks.

"Bye, Ava," Rory said. She leaned against the counter waiting to check out from the hospital. She had been volunteering there since she was twelve and knew many ling term patients as well as the nurses and doctors. She looked down the hallway to her left and saw a blonde boy leaning against the wall, crying, or so it seemed. But as soon as she took a step towards him, he stopped. In fact she could even tell if he really had been.

Logan heard footsteps coming towards him and immediately sobered up. No on would ever tell he had been crying seconds before. God, I am good he thought, I've had a lot of practice another voice in his head said. And he had. All those times when he drank too much but was able to hide the bottles before he passed out. And even more night when he was young that he laid on his bed staring at the ceiling just thinking and feeling only the tears running down the side of his face, but stopped the second someone walked by his door.

A cute brunette came and sat down beside him, "Hi," she said.

"Hey," He said in a low voice.

"You ok?" she asked.

"Just peachy."

"Most people who are here aren't just peachy, unless of course they are in the delivery ward, and we are about as far as you can get, and stay in the hospital. Why are you here?"

Logan gave her a blank look.

"Ok, better question, who are you here for?"

Logan just nodded towards the room, "My sister."

"Where are you parents?" Rory could tell she hit a sore spot with the guy as he winced at the mention of his parents, though he tried to pretend he didn't flinch.

"Away."

"Are the coming?"

"Probably not."

"Wow"

"Wow what?" Logan snapped, "Wow, my parents don't care to be here. Wow that a business meeting is more important to my father. Wow, that my mother just couldn't handle it so she dumped me her to deal with it. Wow my sister is dying and no one is here to care about it except me."

"Sorry, no it was a wow I couldn't imaging me mom not being here as fast as she possibly could, she of course would be in such hysteria that Luke would have to drive her. Then she would calm a little bit and call my dad, who would leave in a drop of a pin to get here. Then she would call my grandparents and they would come and complain I wasn't getting the best care. Then she would sit her and cry until she got too coffee deprived and she would send Luke for coffee and call Sookie and she would be mad she hadn't thought to call her earlier, and have her bring food. Then she would get everything in order and think to call Michel to run the inn as long as I was here."

"You're lucky"

"Your right, but everyone should have that."

"I wish that was true for me."

"So what do you want?"

"I don't know."

"I can get you anything you want, that is legal; coffee, food...a stripper."

Logan laughing hollowly, "Coffee would be good."

"Good coffee that will take a bit or really bad hospital coffee?"

"Good coffee,"

"I'll be back," Rory got up and started to walk down the hall.

"Hey wait," Rory turned around, "what's your name?"

"Rory," She replied and walked away.

"Rory," Logan repeated, "beautiful."

Rory returned about twenty minutes later with a cup holder with four cups of coffee with a logo that said "Luke's" on the side. She handed one to Logan and took one for herself. Logan took a sip, "Mmmm, that's good"

"I told you it would be good. So you have my name, what is yours?"

"Logan"

"And your sister's?"

"Honor"

"Unique, I hope she gets better."

"Me too, and I hope my parents bother to at least drop in once."

"And, I wish I could help you."

"And I wish my parents could at the very least pretend to care. I wish my dad wasn't in New York. I wish the stupid DAR didn't run my mother's life and..." Rory started to laugh, "what is so funny, I don't see it, please in lighten me."

"My grandmother is in the DAR and it so does run her life."

"And it they knew we were here and they are anything alike, and you have any bit of substances, which you obviously do, my mother would immediately start planning our wedding."

"And our life, and our kids, and we've known each other an hour."

"How you like the name Jack?"

"Very much, I think it would be suitable for our first son."

"But we must get our family's approval." They sat laughing like old friends now. Then suddenly Rory heard her cell phone go off:

"Fruit of my loins! Pick up the phone your,

sexy mama wants to talk to you, so pick up,

pick up, pick up!"

Rory laughed harder but picked up the phone, "Oy with the poodles already," Rory looked at Logan and held in another laugh.

"My darling, most favorite daughter," came a shout.

"That is me, what can I do for you."

"Luke is refusing to give me coffee."

"He does know how dangerous that can be?"

"I think he does, but I figure that, wait he is trying to kick me our for using a phone in the diner, anyways, your Bambi eyes always work, and well, I just am not that innocent anymore."

"You were never that innocent, at least to pull off what I can."

"That sounded kinda dirty,"

"Only when you make is dirty."

"Come here my little angel, I am starting caffeine withdraws. Oh and Grandma called."

"Why?"

"She is having special guest tomorrow she is reminding us, but mainly me, to wear something appropriate."

"So nothing raunchy, got it."

"And to be on our best behavior."

"So Game! What haven't we done in a while?"

"The inside word, I am betting they will be bragging about you so Chilton, and just for fun what's another?"

"What about Quack, this should be a good night to break our record, what is it again?"

"I think 34, so shoot for 40."

"So still going through caffeine withdraws?"

"Stage two."

"I'll be home in ten, bye"

"Love you"

"Love you too, bye mom." Rory turned to Logan, "time to go, my mom needs me."

"She sounds pretty cool from what I heard from this side."

"She is pretty cool, well bye good luck with your sister." Rory got up left.

"Bye," Logan stared after her, wishing, praying, begging for her life.

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