Well, I guess this isn't a one shot anymore. Lots more Rogan though!
Chapter 2: Hurt
She turned back once, but not to Marty. She glanced at Logan before leaving.
Logan smiled, maybe he had some hope after all.
Logan's first reaction was to smirk at the now fuming Marty, Even from across the room Logan could tell how mad he was.
"Well?" He heard Colin say, "Are you going after her?" He asked to clarify.
Logan was dumbfounded. She had left the bar, and Colin wanted him to go after her? Was he nuts? No, he already knew the answer to that. Was he an idiot?
"Go! Catch up!" Finn joined in. "She's you're girly, mate, go get her." Finn urged. Logan almost laughed as he looked at how sincere Finn's face was.
But, maybe he should?
Without another words Logan shot up from his seat and ran out the door. He just nearly missed being hit by a car.
"Bloody hell," He mumbled as he looked up. "Aw, sor-" Logan stopped in the middle of his sentence as he realized that it was Rory who was in the car. Even through the tinted window he could tell that she had been crying-still was in fact.
"Rory," He pleaded as he looked into her eyes. He moved to her side of the car as she rolled down her window for him. She turned away and wiped her eyes quickly.
"Uh, hey Logan," She said. He wouldn't have known that she'd been crying if he hadn't been looking directly at her.
"Rory, he's an ass. Marty shouldn't have done that." Logan's comforting her just reminded him of when Dean had broken up with her. She had been almost the same way.
Rory was looking down at her feet; he could almost feel how ashamed she was.
Logan took his hand and pulled her chin up so that she was looking into his eyes. There was a moment, he knew it but then she quickly looked back down and just started to sob.
"Pull over, Ror," Logan told her. He moved out of her way as she pulled the car to a parking spot. Logan walked over and opened the passenger door, getting in across from her. He shut the door as he saw her not object.
"Want me to drive us to my house? It's just down the street, you look in no way as to be able to drive." He told her truthfully. She just nodded.
Logan got out of the car again and walked over to her side, opened the door for her and then let her get into the shotgun seat as he sat at the driver seat. He started the car and then started to drive away.
The car trip was mostly quiet; the air was filled with Rory's sobs. His Ace was crying because of the asshole-Marty. God, how he wished he could kill that guy.
Logan pulled into the parking lot and parked. He reached over and grabbed Rory's hand.
"It's okay," He said. "We're here,"
Logan went around to her side and opened the door. He grabbed her hand and helped her up. As she stood outside his door he could feel how week she was. He just lifted her up and started to carry her inside. She didn't protest.
Logan had to admit that he was a little selfish. He was holding her again, pretending that she was his again in his mind. He was sick wasn't he.
Logan nodded to the clerk who just raised an eyebrow at him which he ignored. There was no question that he would be bombarded with questions later. All he wanted to do though was get her up to his room and into bed. That would be good.
As Logan got to his apartment door, he fumbled with his keys for a minute before finally getting it into the lock. He opened to door quietly, and swiftly brought Rory into his bedroom. He lay her down on his bed and pulled the covers up to her chin. He kissed her forehead good-night at he started to walk out of the room.
Rory's eyes followed him the whole way. 'At least she stopped crying,' He thought as he turned out the light and shut the door soundly. Tomorrow would be another day.
Logan woke up with a sigh. He was in the living room on the couch, and he had a raging headache. His first thought was that he had fallen asleep on the couch, trying to get up the courage to call Rory.
It was then that the memories of the night before came back to him in a full sweep. He remember her crying, and then silently cursed as he realized how freaked she would be if she woke up alone in his bed.
Logan quickly stood up and walked over to his bedroom door. He didn't here anything, which could have been good or bad.
He opened the door quietly and saw her fast asleep in his bed. Something about it looked just so right. He watched as she stirred a bit and then opened her eyes. He saw the confusion, then shock, and then – peacefulness?- pass over her eyes. He smirked as she looked up and saw him standing in the doorway.
"What are you doing?" She asked playfully. Apparently she had fully recovered from last night's shock.
"Watching you, you were talking about something in your sleep."
Rory squinted her eyes at him, " I do not talk in my sleep, Mr. blankie until I was 14!" She replied briskly. Logan wasn't sure what had happened between them, it was like they had never been apart.
"Colonel Clucker!" He replied with a smirk. She just rolled her eyes at him.
" So, up for some breakfast and coffee?" He replied with a smirk.
She smiled, but then it dimmed a bit as she looked up at him. " What happened last night?" She asked, a shudder running through her body. "Did we?"
Logan sighed. He knew that this question was going to come up at some point…..
To be continued…..
Author's Note:
I know that I originally said that this was going to be a one shot, but I decided what the heck! And, all of the updates won't always be this quick. There are grades to be kept up and midterms coming. But, I won't take too long and I'll try to get them out every other day? Maybe every 3 days. It'll give me more courage depending on how many reviews I get, so click the button! You know you want to. And thanks Bethe.
