AUTHORS NOTE: I AM STILL WORKING ON MY OTHER LOGAN AND RORY STORY, BUT I JUST HAD A DREAM, AND WELL, I HAVE OFFICALLY BEEN INSPIRED!

LOGAN'S P.O.V.

"I think you're going to have to come back."

"Lorelai, what's going on?" I started packing my things, I wasn't sure what was wrong but obviously something had happened to her- Rory.

"Rory, she was in an accident." Rory, my Rory in an accident? Impossible, she's perfect, nothing bad happens to her, she doesn't deserve it!

"Well, she should be okay, but for right now…" Lorelai trailed off.

"Tell me!" I yelled at her "please?" I added softly.

"She's unconscious, but stable. A broken arm, scratches and cuts from the glass covering her body, and a deep gash down her right leg."

"Oh," I whispered, my keys in hand rapidly pressing the down arrow next to the elevator. "I will be there as soon as I can!"

"The doctors think she'll be waking up soon. Hurry, I think she is going to want to see you."

"Okay," I thought I was going to break that button.

"Bye." I closed my cell phone and gave up on the elevator, running down the stairs toward the ground floor.

* * *

The hospital had its usual smell, beeping noises, nurses and doctors walking in and out of rooms, ringing phones and people sitting in the waiting rooms biting at there finger nails waiting for the nurse to come to them.

"Where is she?" I asked Lorelai.

"Room three-o-three, but you cant go in now, the nurse is checking on her." I plopped down on the chair with a sigh.

"I should have gone with her."

"What?"

"We had a- a fight." I muttered.

"That would explain the no ice cream." Lorelai said to herself.

"What?"

"Nothing, please continue." She nodded at me.

"I just, I was angry, and not even at her. I was mad at my dad, and I was rude to her, it was wrong."

"People fight," Lorelai said "it what they do,"

"Rory said that to me." I murmured remembering.

"What?" But I didn't get a chance to answer, a nurse came over and said Rory was awake.

"You go first, she's your daughter." I tried to smile, but she didn't by it.

"Alright, thanks." I waited, and waited, but it felt like hours rather then minutes. She would be okay, right?

"Your turn," Lorelai said stepping into place next to me "she wants to see you."

"She does?"

"Yes, of course." Lorelai looked at me curiously.

"Oh-kay?" I walked down the hall. People looked at me quickly, but why? Why where they looking at me but not at the others walking down the hall? Then it hit me. I'm a Huntzburger.

"Ace?" I asked automatically.
"Logan?" She turned her head to look at me. Cuts covered her face, reminding me of my accident before I left for London.

"Rory, are you okay?" My heart, I realized was pounding, my hands shaking. Rory shouldn't be in pain!

"I'm so sorry." She whispered

"Rory," I knelt by her side "why are you sorry, this isn't your fault!"

"I, I just feel bad."

"You shouldn't, I should, I was such a jerk to you."

"No, you're not a jerk, you where just upset."

"You know what I've realized?" I asked her.

"What?"

"Whenever one of us is upset it seems something horrible happens to the other, its like fate is trying to remind us that we are meant to be together, but we shouldn't have to wait for the others pain to realize that."

"You're right." She whispered, wincing as she moved her leg "next time something is upsetting one of us, we should talk about it."

"Deal," I whispered, and I meant it.

AUTHORS NOTE: I HAVE NEVER REALLY WRITEN MUCH FROM A GUYS POV SO I AM NOT POSITIVE IT IS ANYGOOD, IF I GET SOME FEEDBACK I'LL WRITE MORE. THANKS!