Best Mistake I Ever Made…

Summary: Rory has too much to drink, she wakes up with a warm body next to her, neither can remember fully how they got there, as they attempt to piece together the previous night they begin to realise that the 'mistake' might mean more… Set five years after season seven. Rated M for adult scenes and moderate swearing.

Chapter One: "What did we do?"

Rory woke up and began to open her eyes until she realised how painful the light was just through a small crack in the curtains… "Uhhhhhhh…" she mumbled to herself, the vodka from the previous night was threatening to make a reappearance, she tried to sit up in bed but her head began spinning. She collapsed back in bed; she rarely got drunk but last night she just wanted to get drunk and cry with a friend, she stretched out and hit something, "Ouch!", okay not something, someone! Someone with an Australian accent! Shit! She thought beginning to panic! She pulled the blankets up to cover her exposed chest, she was wearing absolutely nothing. She saw her small black dress, laying on the floor next to the bed along with her black lace knickers and bra, she turned to see if the Australian had opened his eyes, he had and was staring at her, she had never seen him look as nervous or embarrassed and it wasn't the first time he'd slept with some girl he had no romantic feelings for, to be honest sleeping with a random girl was just a regular evening for him…

"Kitten…", he'd wanted to start a sentence to relieve the tension but got nowhere, he couldn't think of anything to say,

"Finn, could you look away?" she felt herself blush, "I need to get my underwear…", she looked away, the eye contact was too much for both of them…

"Okay Kitten but while you're up would you look for mine…" he looked around the room but neither could see them, "Sure Finn." She said getting up when he rolled over and shoved his face into the pillow, Rory put on her underwear before realising it was her apartment they were in, she walked over to the dresser and grabbed a black satin night dress; she slipped it on feeling less exposed.

"Okay Finn…I actually can't find them" Rory said referring to his boxers,

"They have to be somewhere!" Finn felt so stupid, he didn't know how they'd ended up in bed but he couldn't believe he'd done something so stupid, he remembered them meeting at the bar, she was crying and he was angry so they began talking and discovered they were both hurt for the same reason. They ordered vodka shots to cheer them up and that was pretty much all he remembered.

"Oh…" he was snapped out of his thoughts, "Um Finn, look up…", Finn looked confused and there, hanging from the ceiling fan were his boxers, he looked down, he had never felt this embarrassed before and he had done some stupid things…

"Finn, what did we do?!", Rory felt like crying, she couldn't remember much from last night but she remembered certain intimate moments; his lips against her neck, working their way down her body, she felt shivers of anticipation as he worked her clothes off of her body and threw them away to wherever they would land… Stop! She thought and looked back at Finn lying on her bed, "So, I'm gonna go make coffee while you…" she just turned and walked out into her kitchen/lounge/dining area, she sat on one of the stools at the breakfast bar, she put her head into her hands, What did I just do? She pulled her face from her hands and looked up seeing Finn in nothing but his boxers,

"Um, love, my clothes aren't here…", she shut her eyes, despairing at herself, she remembered them being in the lift on the way up to her apartment, they were involved in a vigorous makeout session, she remembered his hands exploring her body, they slipped up her thighs under the little black dress she had been wearing, he continued moving his hands up her inner thigh… she remembered undoing his shirt buttons and ripping off his shirt, letting it fall to the floor of the lift, she then remembered undoing his trousers and with some help from him they too fell to the ground, at that moment the lift doors opened, she remembered trying to unlock her door as he kissed and gently nipped at her neck… She opened her eyes, trying to forget and from the look on Finns face he too had just remembered where his clothes were, Rory went bright red, Had he really walked from the lift to her apartment in only his boxers? She silently thanked her grandma for getting her such a nice and expensive apartment. She hadn't yet used the private shopping service she'd read about, Emily had been bugging her to try it for weeks, only Rory didn't think this was what her grandmother had expected it to be used for, "I'll ring down and get someone to bring you some clothes…", she walked to the phone on the wall, "Yes, hello, I'm in room 112… Yes Gilmore, um could you send someone out to get me some clothes, yes um, a man's shirt, size…" she looked at Finn who mouthed 'medium', "medium, and some black trousers to go with that? Oh and some shoes?" she again looked at Finn who mouthed 'nines' "Size nines? … Yes thank you… an hour? Uh… that'll be fine…" she hung up and looked at Finn. "Look Finn, last night was…"

"A mistake," he filled in for her,

"Yeah, a mistake… I mean it wasn't bad…" she said smiling again at the images in her head, she shook her head, bringing herself back to reality, "But it shouldn't have happened,"

"Look Kitten, I was angry, you were sad, neither of us did anything wrong. It was two friends needing comfort and that was all." She nodded, "I must admit kitten, you were better than I expected, from someone as shy and quiet as you I didn't expect that…" he said wondering how she'd take the joke so soon after… But to his surprise she smiled, the crimson colour never leaving her cheeks,

"Finn you weren't bad yourself", she laughed as she said it; at least them joking about it was better than the awkward silence, "Finn? Do you even remember how we ended up here?" she signalled to her apartment with her arms, and then walked and collapsed on the sofa, he joined her but sat at the opposite end keeping as much distance between them as possible,

"Okay, I'm not sure either so let's start at the beginning. I walked into the bar downstairs… Hang on! How come you're living in the fanciest apartment in New York?! I mean it even has a bar downstairs!"

She smiled again, that smile that made him understand what Logan had seen in her; she was able to make you smile with one small grin, "My grandma, when she found out I finally got a job at the New York Times, this was her 'congratulations present', but back to understanding what lead us to…" she looked down, almost ashamed, she didn't sleep with guys she wasn't serious about, that wasn't her! She tried it with Logan and it failed, so why the hell had she…

She knew the answer before she even asked herself the question…

Logan.

"Okay Kitten, so I walked into the bar pissed off! How could he say I'm not allowed at his wedding? Apparently me being his best friend doesn't matter?!",

"Why weren't you invited? I don't remember that part?",

"I slept with the bride-to-be…" Finn looked as ashamed as Rory felt, "It was years ago but she told Logan she didn't want me there and he just accepted it, didn't even fight for me! I mean when it happened it was so long ago you two had only just started dating!"

"Yeah well, at least you got to hear about it first hand; I had to hear from my grandmother when I went to dinner with mum! She went on about how it was 'such a shame' and 'we'd been so perfect', I wanted to die! So as you know I came back here and decided to get drunk…"

"Yeah, you walked into the lobby and I remember seeing your eyes all red," he put his hand on her arm and squeezed slightly as a sign of support, she jumped slightly, startled at the movement but just looked up and gave him a sad smile, the kind that makes you want to hug someone but he knew that would make her feel more uncomfortable,

"Yeah, I cried pretty much the whole way from Hartford, I know it's stupid but he was a big part of my life and he didn't even think to tell me, I know the conversation would have been awkward but I should have heard from him!" Finn could sense she was on the verge of tears and again squeezed her arm, this time she didn't start and just looked into his eyes, Was Finn always this attractive? She looked down again; she could not risk doing that again, whatever that was!"So Finn, why were you in New York anyway?" Rory wanted to change subject, she still found it hard to talk about Logan or to think about last night.

"Oh, I live here now, I have a house a few miles away, Colin was having dinner with Logan at that place called "Harry's" and invited me, he thought it'd be a nice surprise; neither of us knowing he was engaged, when he arrived I could see he wasn't happy I was there. And then he announced it and said I wasn't to be there, he explained why, made Colin his best man and I stormed out. You know what the worst part is?!" Rory could hear an anger seeping into Finn's voice, one she'd never heard before, "They don't even love each other!", Finn practically yelled the statement,

"What?!" Rory knew Logan wasn't the kind to marry someone he didn't love,

"Logan's gone back to his father's company, he's being trained to take over in a year, he knows that for his image and business purposes a wife would make it all easier! You know a DAR society wife, someone to plan his parties and all that crap! So one night his mum set him up on the hundredth blind date since you two broke up and he told Colin and I that she was 'tolerable' so he was gonna do what was best for his career?! How is cutting off one of his best friends, marrying some floozy he doesn't love and changing the only good thing about him gonna help his career?!" Finn was again shouting but Rory just sat there, staring at her hands, he definitely wasn't her Logan anymore, he was turning into his father from the sounds of things, all this time she'd regretted hurting him but in the end she guessed she'd dodged a bullet… "Sorry Kitten…" Finn said trying to calm himself down, "I know you still find it hard to talk about him, so let's get back to last night… So, we sat at the bar and explained what we were both… irked about."

Rory laughed; something Finn was glad to see after the look on her face two minutes before, "Irked? Really Finn?" she laughed again, he found himself smiling with her, "Okay, so I remember us ordering vodka shots?"

"Yeah Kitten, I think that was your idea…"

"Yeah well, I remembered it used to help when I was mad at Logan, apparently it still does the trick…" she smiled again, looking Finn directly in the eyes God! He thought, I can't believe it! I don't remember her eyes being that blue! He found himself staring at her,

"Um, Finn? Don't look at me that way, we don't need any repeats of last night…" she smiled nervously, he was staring at her in a way she hadn't seen from him ever before, she had only ever seen it from Logan, she didn't know what to make of it! She tried convincing herself that it was Finn, he wouldn't look at her like that! But it took him a few more seconds before he could break his stare and look away,

"Hey Kitten, I wouldn't mind a repeat…" he said with that cheeky smirk, Thank God! He was just joking around, he's back to normal Finn. She smiled,

"Maybe I'll take you up on that offer…" she said with her most seducing smile, batting her eyelashes at him, he laughed too, neither admitting that a few moments before they had both felt something, something they never expected to feel for one another, there was a knock at the door. Rory walked over and opened it, Finn couldn't see who was there but assumed he knew,

"Yes thank you Sir, um hang on," she went to her purse and pulled out a twenty, "I appreciate it, thank you." she smiled and shut the door, turning back to Finn holding two coat hangers and a shoe box, "Here you go Finn",

"Kitten let me pay you back for that, how much was that?" he took the clothes and headed to the bedroom, "Um, I'm not sure, I pay at the end of the month, well my grandma does, I was just tipping the guy."

"Oh well let me reimburse you for the tip!", Rory knew she shouldn't say it but he was changing in the other room and she couldn't help herself she had to,

"I think you did enough last night to cover it." , She could barely get the words out before she started giggling, she hadn't giggled like that in years, no one could make her feel like that anymore, she turned and Finn was already changed and walking out of her room, the smart white shirt and black trousers made him look smarter than she'd ever seen him, he hadn't done up the top three buttons, leaving a small amount of his chest showing, she knew she was staring at him but she couldn't help it, he looked so handsome, she tore her eyes away, knowing she'd been staring too long.

"All right love, I'd best be going. Thanks for last night… I meant calming me down, not… Anyway I'm off, see you kitten, we should meet up more often now we live so close and all." She smiled,

"Yeah, I'd like that, as long as last night doesn't become a regular thing." She walked him to the door and opened it, "See you Finn!" she smiled as he leant in to kiss her cheek goodbye,

"Bye Kitten,", he looked at her and hesitated before walking out the door,

"Finn, are you okay?" Walk away man! He told himself but he wasn't used to restraining himself where women are concerned, Oh what the hell! He leant down and kissed her on her lips, he put one hand either side of her face and deepened the kiss, he pushed himself towards her and found her walking backwards, leading him into her apartment, never breaking contact, he kicked the door shut and headed for her bedroom again.

Author's Note: This was just an idea I had, I personally have a crush on Finn, (I mean how can you not?), so I really wanted to write this, depending on the responses I get I may continue this but if no one likes it I obviously won't bother. So please if you're interested review so I know to keep writing!