This story was conceived through a not so vivid dream I had. I wrote this story before I even found fan fiction. I wanted to find a way to make my story heard. The story does not comply with the show. The stories are different but it is based on the characters. The story contains characters from Gilmore Girls and other television shows, but mostly Gilmore Girls. I hope you enjoy it, and reviews would be appreciated.

That was my original author's note. I would just like to say that I am editing my chapters, because I can.

Disclaimer: I am not affiliated with Gilmore Girls in any way…

Out of the Ordinary

Chapter One

Stone in a Gutter

LLL

"Stupid repetitive parties," scowled Logan as he left his friend's apartment feeling sober and tense. He usually always left Colin's parties feeling smashed and with a girl on his arm, but tonight had been an off night. He kicked a rock up the street as he replayed the night's events in his head. Not only had he not gotten laid, but he was also rejected by one of the easiest girls on the Yale campus. Maybe it was because he had already slept with this girl and had not called her back…

Logan was getting sick of going to these stupid college keg parties, where there were always the same stupid girls, who he had already had sex with at least once. Everything around him seemed to be coming at a stand still. He felt as if his life was going to peek at the age of twenty-one. Everything after that was going to be all down hill. He just hoped that something would be different, that something would give him hope for the future.

Logan continued to kick the rock. He had only just started his junior year at Yale and already, he had gone through all the slutty girls on campus. He continued to brood about his situation.

His mind wandered to the crummy summer he had just spent at his parent's billion dollar mansion in Orange County. He had hung out with his high school friends, but he had also had to hang out with his psycho high school girl friend, Summer. He had hooked up with Summer multiple times over the three months, thinking it was 'no strings attached.'

Summer had given him a note the day he left and he had read the letter on the plane. He was shocked and annoyed by its contents. It said that she loved him, and she wanted to 'rekindle' their 'lost love.' She said that even though it would be a long distance relationship, their love would pull them through it. Logan's felt queasy just thinking about it, this note was just so not Summer. He didn't even know any body who actually talked like that.

She had said these things, thinking Logan would swoon over the contents, then they would get back together and she would continue sleeping with different men. She wanted Logan to call her, so they could figure out the details to their relationship. It was a week later, and Logan had still not called her. Not only did Logan not want to get back together with her, he also knew she didn't want to get back together with him. They didn't exactly have a traditional relationship, in fact when they were together in high school, they couldn't go two months without breaking up, fighting, or cheating on each other. It had been two years of hell, and he wasn't about to rush back into it.

He would have asked his godfather for advice, but he was in South America for three months and would be unreachable. Logan sighed and kicked the rock into a gutter. It disappeared with a loud 'clank.' Logan chuckled. It was like an allusion to his life.

He took out his cell, and ran his hand through his short, messy, blonde hair. He was just about to dial Summer's number, when he heard a loud 'bang,' coming from the ally down the street. He snapped his phone shut, and ran down the street to investigate.

He turned the corner into the dark ally, where a man and a woman were arguing. The man appeared to be drunk and was in his early 20's. The girl, from the back, appeared to not be drunk and was college age.

"Come on baby, you know you know you want me," slurred the drunk man.

"Go home Josh, you're drunk," sighed the girl. The girl started to walk away, but the guy pulled her back.

"Josh get off of me!" yelled the girl. The guy continued to pull her towards him, and then he pushed her against the wall.

"Stay still!" commanded the drunk.

"Help!" She screamed. He put his hand over her mouth and she kneed him. He fell to the ground and she tried to run away, but he grabbed her and puller her down with him. He was holding her down, and she was struggling.

"Rory, hold still!" commanded the guy.

"No get off of me!"

Logan, who had been watching all of this in awe, walked towards the drunk.

"Hey man, the lady said no," he said calmly.

The guy stood up and told the girl to stay there. She sat there obediently, crying softly in the shadows. The guy walked towards Logan and smiled smugly.

"Yeah well, that's not how I heard it," he sneered.

"Maybe all the alcohol has impaired your hearing, because from what I heard she turned you down," retorted Logan.

"Hey man why do you care, she's just some common whore?" complained the drunk. Considering they were in New Haven, he didn't take the whore reference seriously.

"Man, just leave her alone," he said calmly. The drunk walked up to Logan and stood inches away from his face. He began pointing and yelling at Logan, but all he could focus on was his breath, which smelled like a mixture of alcohol and beer nuts. Logan knew he wasn't going to be able to reason with him in his state of mind.

"You got that punk?" asked the drunk, he then poked Logan in the chest. Logan gave him a look of disgust. He sighed inwardly and shook his head. He could only think of one thing to do. With a loud 'crack' he punched the drunk hard in the face. The drunk hit the ground with a loud 'thud' and groaned from pain.

Logan stood over him and saw that blood was streaming from his obviously broken nose. Logan pulled the guy up by his collar and pinned him against the wall.

"If I ever see you trying to molest a young lady again, I'll punch you so hard you it'll be ten times worse than the hangover you're gonna have tomorrow morning!" warned Logan. The drunk looked up at Logan with wide eyes. The blood from his nose was getting every where. Logan was so disgusted by the guy that he couldn't look at him. He released the drunk. "Get out of here!" commanded Logan. The Drunk frantically scurried away into the night. Logan watched as he escaped, he couldn't help but smile as he pictured the guy tomorrow with a broken nose. He heard a whimper from the corner and focused his attention on the girl.

She had her head buried in her arms and was sobbing quietly on the cold ground. Logan's heart broke at the sight. He pursed his lips together and kneeled down to comfort her. He placed his hand on her back and rubbed comforting circles into it.

"Are you gonna be ok?" Logan asked softly. The girl lifted her head and Logan was astonished by her beauty.

She had long curly brown hair, pale porcelain skin, and had the most magnificent light blue eyes that shimmered in the moon light. She was so gorgeous that Logan had a hard time catching his breath. She looked so fragile in the state she was in. Logan wished he had done more than give that drunk a broken nose. He wished he had castrated that punk for trying to violate someone that seemed so perfect, so untouchable.

The moon seemed to reflect off of all of her features, giving her a radiant glow. She looked like an angel. Her eyes were watery, because she had been crying and Logan reached out to dry her tears. She smiled. She had the most beautiful smile. Logan couldn't help but beam back at her.

"Yeah she gasped, "thank you." Logan realized he was staring and looked at the ground.

"Do you always get into situations like this?" he asked.

"Only when there's a really handsy drunk around," she replied, sniffling. Logan smiled and helped the girl up. She seemed happier, safer even. She blushed and gave him a quick kiss. Logan looked up at her surprised. He felt his face get red hot. Was he blushing?

"Wow, uh thanks," he stammered. The girl giggled and looked at the ground embarrassed.

"You're welcome," she gushed.

"I'm Logan Huntzberger." He stuck out his hand for her to shake. They both heard a loud crash and turned their heads. A tall drunk blonde girl appeared at the end of the ally and waved at the brunette girl.

"Hey you," she slurred, "c'mon we're heading home! What are you standing in an ally for, you'll get rapped?" The blonde ran away. The brunette girl started after her and turned back to look at Logan.

"Nice to meet you Logan Huntzberger, but I'm the designated driver!" she ran off and her curls bounced as she ran. Logan's heart leapt as she ran away.

"Wait," Logan called after her, "what's your name?"

"Rory Gilmore!" she called back.

"Rory Gilmore," he said to himself in amazement.

Author's Note: Okay, time for those reviews and keep reading. It gets better I swear!