"Does it have to be all or nothing?" questioned Rory. Logan looked at her sadly, his face expressing his disappointment in her response, "Yeah, it does…Goodbye Rory".

The conversation played over and over in her mind as she sat on her bed Gigi's bed, she reminded herself, not my room anymore. She had said goodnight to her family early, she knew that she needed some time alone. She hadn't meant to sound so cold-hearted in her rejection to Logan. She hadn't meant it to be a rejection at all. All she had wanted to say to him was yes, she had just been unable to get the words out. What am I going to do? she asked herself as she sat there, spinning her phone around and around in her hands. What the hell have I done?

Logan had left the graduation ceremony in a hurry; he needed to be as far away as possible from Yale and all of the memories that it held. He didn't understand what had just happened; he could only see his future with her and hadn't stopped to consider the alternative. He looked around, realising that he had found himself in a bar that he and Rory had frequented.Perfect, he thought to himself, just perfect. He went up to the bar and ordered himself a drink, the first mouthful of scotch accompanied by the sound of his name coming from a familiar voice.

"Drinking alone, Mr Huntzberger?" Finn questioned, as he ordered another scotch for Logan and one for himself.

"Just taking the edge off," Logan responded, "It's been a trying day."

"About that…care to fill in the blanks? Honor gave me the overview…"

Of course, she did, Logan thought to himself. "And what did my lovely sister have to say?"

"Well she was crying, so she didn't say much to be honest. But she did sob…about how you and your illustrious girlfriend royally fucked things up." Finn looked Logan dead in the eyes as he told him what Honor had said. It was good that he did, as he would otherwise have missed Logan's water-filled eyes. "Drink," he commanded as he ordered another.

Logan downed his scotch, taking a moment to get his feelings back under control. "She wants to be free," he said, barely audible in the noisy bar. "Free…without me."

Finn processed his friend's statement before responding. "Did she specify the 'without you' part? Honor made it sound as though Rory just wasn't ready to be married right now." He had thought about being subtle but figured that in Logan's state he needed to hear the reality of what had happened. Logan didn't respond, staring at his scotch as he thought about what Finn had said. "I think you're both mental. You know our Rory, an ultimatum was never going to work, mate," Finn continued, "So what's the plan now?".

"But she just let me leave; she didn't follow me." Logan mumbled under his breath, "I love her, Finn."

"So let's go and get her back," Finn said, with a fierce determination. Logan was his best friend, and he would do anything to ensure his happiness.

Rory jumped as her phone rang, Logan's name flashing on the screen. She silenced the call, letting her voicemail pick it up. Not yet, she thought, just a little longer. A minute or so later it beeped again, letting her know that he had indeed left a voicemail.

"Rory, love, it's Finn. I can't find my phone, I don't know where I left it…anyway, that's not the point. We're coming. Please stay where you are, we need to see our girl. Perhaps best not to be wearing your sweats though, just a thought. See you soon, darling."

What!? Coming here - coming to Stars Hollow? Once she worked through the shock, she began talking herself into quite a panic. What was she going to say to him? How could she face Finn after she let Logan walk away like that? While once upon a time she had agreed with Mitchum that Logan needed time away from Finn and Colin so that he could grow up, she had come to the realisation that he actually needed them. Especially Finn. Their friendship was important, she couldn't help but wish that she had told him not to go to London. God, he's good, she thought, even in my own head he's right. Rory sighed as she realised that more than 15 minutes had passed since Finn had called. As she stood up she looked around the room, taking it in properly for the first time since it hadn't been her room. It's so pink, she thought to herself, I don't belong here anymore. While the thought was saddening, it didn't make her feel sad. If anything, it had the opposite effect and made her realise that she did belong somewhere.