Okay guys, so this is my first ever fanfiction. I've been reading them since I was 14, so for about 6 years now, but I've never actually written one, even though writing has always been a passion of mine. This is obviously a Rogan, because I'm just in love with them. Please let me know what you think! Thanks :)

Disclaimer: Okay, I obviously don't own anything related to Gilmore Girls because if I did, the series would have ended a lot differently!

Enjoy!

It had been a year. One whole year. Sometimes, it seemed as if the past year had crawled by, slowly, agonizingly. Other times, it seemed like everything happened just the other day. Some days were harder than others, but no matter what, she always had that dull ache in her heart, constantly reminding her of the choice she made. The mistake. She had no idea why she made the choice that she made. She let her stupid pride get in the way of saying what she really wanted. She had always seen herself as independent, doing her own thing, not needing a man. But she needed that man. More than anything in the world. There were days when she would just sit around, looking at pictures of them, remembering the times they had, missing having him just hold her while they spent whole days just laying in bed, talking. There were other days, when everything was going good, and something would just remind her of him, and she would get that familiar sharp pain in her stomach that made her sick, and a memory would come rushing back, and her whole day would just be ruined.

One year. Today. Rory sighed as she layed in bed, all these thoughts going through her head. After her graduation, Rory had tried going on the road, following the election. But, after about two weeks, she realized her heart wasn't really in it. To be honest, she knew the moment she was about to get on the bus station, it wasn't what she wanted to do. What she wanted to do, was book the next flight to California and find him and beg him to take her back. But, of course, she wouldn't do that. She thought if she turned him down for this, she may as well, go ahead and at least give it a shot. But, what a shitty shot it was. The constant bus rides, different hotels every night, crappy food, awful coffee, she hated it. Every last bit of it. So, she left. Sent an e-mail to Hugo one day and packed her bags and was back in Stars Hollow by that night.

She had gotten a job at a newspaper in Hartford. It wasn't a bigger paper, but it was a good start, not to small. Her parents were thrilled to have her so close, so they bought her an apartment right inside the city limits. It was a nice place. Emily had listened to her for once, and got her something that suited her almost perfectly. Not as perfect as a certain house in California with an avocado tree out back and a handsome man inside, but that was her own fault.

It was Saturday, so Rory had the day off. She finally got out of bed, starting some coffee, as she flipped on the TV, just for some background noise. Life had gotten pretty lonely for her. Her mom may have always been her best friend, but Logan had become her person. He was the one who she always went to for everything, he knew her better than she knew herself most of the time; always knowing what she needed, when she needed it, without even a second thought. She missed him more than words could describe. She wanted nothing more than for him to be back in her life. She needed him, to be around, to talk to, to just hold her.

Rory tried her best to shake all the thoughts of him from her head, as she was getting ready for the day. She had quite a few errands to run this weekend, and she wanted to get a head start. Emily wanted her to come over tonight for dinner, since she had missed last nights dinner because of work. Rory sometimes wondered why they still had Friday night dinners, especially now that she saw her grandparents almost three times a week since they lived in the same town now. Nonetheless, Rory had grown to love the dinners with her mom and grandparents, no matter how much she used to complain about them. She was pretty sure Lorelei had come to like them to, although she'd deny it till the day she died.

Rory looked around her apartment one last time, before grabbing her keys and her purse. She needed to stop and get some breakfast before she started her errands. Her stomach had been growling at her since the moment she had woken up, probably because she hadn't even gotten a chance to eat any dinner last night. As Rory was heading toward her car, she looked around at the beautiful day. She smiled slightly. Even though she was trying to keep as busy as possible today, to keep her mind off what the day was, she was glad it was at least nice out. She was going to try her best to have a good day, and not spend today cooped up in her room crying, and watching love movies.

She had heard through the Hartford gossip that Logan was coming back into town this weekend or next week for some business. Rory knew it was silly, but she was holding out hope that maybe, just maybe, they would run into each other at some point. She knew it was probably stupid and she shouldn't hold her breath. But, either way, a girl could hope, right?