Hey this is my first story. And I don't mind criticism but be gentle with me. Also I am English, but since the show is American I'm gonna try use the lingo, but don't get mad if I get confused..

i.e. pants = trousers

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Gilmore Girls… however hard I wish.

hope you enjoy the story.

It was the holidays and Colin and Finn had finally convinced his dad to let him off work. It spoke a lot about his father, Logan thought, if all three of them, his sister and both secretaries had to beg for over a month, to get him this day off. It wasn't as if he didn't deserve it, because he really did. Ever since… well… since… well, he'd worked his butt off anyway. Even his father had noticed it. That was probably one of the reasons why he was allowed this one day off. Because he had worked his ass off. The only problem was he used work as a distraction; a distraction from the crumbling ruin that was his life. It had been more or less four years since he had last seen her, and she still haunted his thoughts. Her eyes, those piecing blue eyes, they had looked into his soul in ways he had let no one else see. Her face was still imprinted in his memory. The face of his Ror…

"LOGAN"

Of course Colin blamed her for making him so depressed. In all honesty nobody could blame Rory. Well at least now he could see that. Four years ago when she had said no, he hadn't been so open to the situation. He had always been able to wheedle his way out of trouble, to get what he wanted in any situation, but she hadn't let him. She had stood by him, when he was moved to London, when he lost all that money. She had come back to him when they had been 'on a break'. So with all of this hind sight at his disposal, Logan could see that he hadn't been entirely fair… but she had been the one to say no to him. She probably wasn't sitting in some bar four years later, in a mess at work, drinking and being, as Finn said, mopey.

"LOGAN"

It wasn't as if he hadn't tried to move on… after the first six months of full out depression the boys had dragged him out. After that he had practically fallen on every girl willing to let him. However the only date he had been on had ended badly, and since his Dad made him his right hand man, he hadn't had much time for girls…dating or the one nighter.

"LOGAN"

Finn was yelling in his ear… stupid Australian. Looking up at his already drunk friend, Logan smiled. He knew the smile was a fake, Finn knew it was a fake and Colin knew it was a fake. No one else did. They thought he was over it and had moved on. But as much as the boys wanted to believe Logan had actually moved on… they knew better.

"Come on man, stop being so mopey."

"Finn we only just got in here and you are already drunk." Colin stated. "You need to slow down a bit, or there won't be any left for anyone else." Logan rolled his eyes, Finn not drunk? Colin definitely knew better than that.

Ignoring Colin, Finn just carried on "It's been four years, hasn't it?" Finn lent towards Logan over the bar. "So you needa movin on doing!" He drunkenly carried on.

"Finn, shut up and drink your beer" Colin said looking at the both of them. "But I do agree with him, you need to get over Rory" Logan flinched. "YOU NEED TO GET OVER RORY" Colin continued louder, emphasizing her name. "And you need to get back in the game man. I mean come on, four years?" Colin looked at him concern in his eyes.

"That's what I said." Finn piped up, before promptly falling off his stool.

Both ignored the drunken Australian, Colin carried on.

"Come on man, just for today, just this once... loosen up and have a bit of fun!" he was still staring right at his face. His eyes softened as he said "Its time man... I know you loved her but there must be someone else out there for you. Better than Rory; some who's better for you!"

Logan stopped listening... no one was better than Rory. His Ac...A... his Rory. Behind them a girl with red hair screamed as she tripped over Finn, who (while lying on the floor) was trying to look up her skirt.

"I just need some time okay Colin!" Logan burst out. Colin himself looked at him in disbelief.

"TIME! What do you mean 'TIME'? You've had four frickin years! Within which you haven't gone out, you hardly dated! Please Logan help me out here! Just let loose for one day, just one day...that is all I'm asking." Colin pleaded with him. Well Logan could see his point, and, well, Rory wasn't going to be coming back, and honestly, one day couldn't hurt anyon...

Finn bashed into the back of him spilling his drink. "Well Mates I think it is time to leave this excellent establishment." He announced in his Australian accent.

"And why is that Finn?" Colin asked with an eyebrow raised.

"You see that tall, muscled gentleman over there." Finn said pointing to a tall man in the corner whose arm was lying protectively around a clearly very upset red headed girl. Both Colin and Logan nodded. "Well you see, he is soon to be under the misconception that my good self, looked up his girlfriend's skirt." At that moment muscle man stood up, looking straight at them with a look of outrage and anger on his face. "And I for one do not want to argue with him." Finn continued. "So I therefore suggest we scarper!"

Muscle man started walking purposely towards them.

"Well then, BARMAN!" Colin Yelled. A man hurried to them, with a look of, 'normally I wouldn't let anyone call me that but you look rich so I'll let you off if you give me a big tip'. Yep, he was one of those people whose facial expressions could be rather wordy.

Giving him five $100 bills, Colin nodded, signalling him to keep all of it.

The barman's eyes widened. "For the drinks… and the damages." Colin continued.

"What damages?" The wordy faced barman asked, just as two spades for hands grabbed onto Colin and Logan's shoulders, yanking them off their stools. Crashing onto the floor, Logan's glass broke shards and liquid splattering the surrounding area.

"YOU LOOKING AT MY GIRL?" the huge man all but yelled at the now cornered and alone Finn.

"Well she is very pretty..." Finn started. The man growled. Logan and Colin glanced at each other. Logan put up three fingers. Three...

The man grabbed the front of Finn's shirt, by now the whole pub was staring.

"She is probably one of the most attractive females here." Finn continued unconcerned. Muscle man drew his fist back to punch him. Two...

"Great in the sack too I imagine." Oh dammit, ONE. Colin and Logan burst into action. Logan catching the fist, pulling muscle man back, then kneeing him in the groin. Colin grabbed the slightly drunk Finn and pulled him, with Logan out the door into the street.

"And so the escape was made." Finn narrated as they walked along, pulling their jackets about them, to keep out the freezing cold.

"Shut up Finn." Colin and Logan deadpanned. They both knew what was coming… for some reason, recently Finn had been feeling the need to be the narrator to his own life.

"The three handsome and charming boys took to the streets in the hope of finding strong drink, and easy women." Finn carried on in full swing. Logan groaned... it was just going to be one of those days.

Finn continued "their designer jackets pulled closely about them, against the bitter cold and..."

Logan interrupted "After having to leave another pub, just because you can't keep your hands or eyes to yourself. Yet another warm pub." They moved through the streets of New York. Logan felt something pulled on his pants leg.

"Well I just can't help my... oh hello?"Finn started, and then addressed the tugging at the bottom of his leg.

Looking down Logan saw a mass of coat and jumper, only to be staring into a set of piercing blue eyes.

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