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Prompt: Tequila.

Summary: Huntzberger gets a voicemail, that makes him want to reach out.

Characters: Logan Huntzberger, Lorelai (Rory) Gilmore, and Finn Morganston

Fandom: Tequila

AN: This story will be a three parter.

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"She is my little sister. I can't just let her go." Finneaus Morganston states. The young Morganston felt torn, between his best friend (his brother) and the woman he consider a little sister.

He relaxed at the touch of his best friend's hand on his shoulder. "I would never ask you not to be friends with her. Or whatever relationship the two of you have. I would not ask the same of Colin. The both of you have this crazy, protective, family thing going on with her. Since Yale. Don't change that, don't pick sides. Just...don't stop talking to me. I can't lose all three of you…"

Finn frowns, bringing the other man in his arms. "Brothers forever."

Finn knocked on the hotel room of on Lorelai Gilmore in the city of Chicago, Illinois. He made sure to email, text or call his friend twice a week. He felt the brotherly need to check up on her, he knew that Logan Huntzberger was a mess and Lorelai, nick named, Rory, was the same.

He remembered their first call two weeks after her graduation.

Finn frowned at the sniffles he heard on the other line, "Why do you keep calling me?" The sound of his broken friend, the woman he considered his little sister, pained his heart. "Everytime your name pops on my phone screen, I want to cry a little."

Finn pulls himself away from the bustling sounds of the back office of a hotel he was currently stationed at, into the office he was sharing with his father. "Well, love, I am hurt. You have not been answering my phone calls, it worries me."

This was the truth, he was hurt. Did she think that because her relationship with Logan was off, so was her with Finn's? That didn't work for Finn. He loved dear Rory with all his heart. Not like the love Rory and Logan clearly shared, but a big brother to a little sister love.

"I couldn't handle you yelling at me. Or being angry." Her end of the line goes quiet for a couple minutes, making Finn wonder if she hung up on him, but then he hears her once more. "Are you angry at me Finn? For saying no. I didn't want to walk…"

He quickly interrupts her before she can go on. "I am far from angry. Far. I know things didn't end the way you wanted them. But...I didn't call to talk about that." It was the truth, he didn't call for that reason. He just terribly missed her. Rory has been his little sister since he first met her, even if she didn't know herself. "I called because the last two weeks, you missed our weekly phone call. I missed your voice." He didn't add that he needed her in his life. The young Gilmore warmed her way into his heart and he was not going to give that up. "Besides, just because things ended with Logan, does not mean that things ended between you and I. We are still family. Until the end of days."

He hears a soft sob, then a mumbled. "Thank you. You do not know how much that warms my heart. How much I needed to hear that in this moment. I missed you, too, Finn. Are you alright?"

Finn smiled, hearing the little of happiness in her voice. "Of course, I am. Well, honestly, I am lot better hearing your voice. A lot of crazy things went through my head when you didn't answer me. Was about to call the Senator myself, to see if you were really with him or not. The nice thing about being from money, is I can get the personal cell phone numbers of men like that. Now, tell me, how is Obama's bus? Did you meet the great man himself?"

Two months have gone by since the first phone call. Rory answers the door with a smile on her face. "Aussie." She grins, god she was over the moon to see the man before her.

Finn took her all in. He could tell that the smile on her face was just a smile. The look of sadness, depression was in her eyes. He frowned a little before catching himself doing so.

"Do I look okay?" She asks him. "I haven't been out to a pub in forever." She wore her down, with light makeup covering her face. Finn only noticed because she didn't look as pale as the rest of her body did. She wore black Conserve, a black mini skirt with a bright pink tee shirt and a black hoodie.

He leans over, kissing her cheek lightly. "Lovely as always. Come on. I have a car downstairs waiting for us."

"We aren't going to drive?" Rory questions. She grabs her small purse, making sure her cellphone, wallet, ID, and hotel keys are in the purse. She steps out of the room, shutting the door behind them.

She turns to look at him once the door is shut tightly, before Finn could answer her question, and wraps her arms around his thin body. "Thank you for still being my friend. I was worried I lost you...both you and Colin. I just wanted to say that again, but in person. Your friendship, this bond…" She points to herself then him. "Means the world. I feel like I losing touch with my mom, Lane, Colin, Pairs and Stephanie but never with you. You are my best friend, Finneaus Morganston. Thank you."

He feels his cheeks go red, the words he wanted to say lose some sort of sense, and a smile brought on his face. "Anytime, little sister."

Rory stops and looks to him. "Little sister."

"The bond you feel between us, is family. You are my family." Finn tells her, calmly. Every word he spoke was the truth.

Rory smiles thanks to him. "Now, take me to the pub. I haven't drank in months, and this girl needs some Tequila."

He grins, wrapping his arm around her and pulling her close to him. "Then tequila we shall get you. Tonight is going to be fun."