Rory awoke a few days later to the sound of someone moving around the bedroom. "Logan?" she asked groggily.

"Hey Ace." Logan said pulling a suitcase out of the closet.

"What's going on?"

Logan sighed. "My dad called."

"Nothing good ever starts with that sentence."

"I know. I have to go on a little trip."

Rory sighed. "Again?" she swung her legs over the edge of the bed and dragged herself into the kitchen for a cup of coffee. "How long this time?"

"I don't know, Ace."

"Can you at least tell me where you're going?" she asked, clearly annoyed.

"Australia" he said slamming the suitcase lid down and zipping it.

"Well, it's-"

"What?"

"It's just that I see you less and less. You've gone on ten business trips in the last three months!"

"You know I have no control over that!"

"Yes, you do!"

"How?"

"Well, you could try to stand up to him for once." She grumbled.

"Are you serious? I can't believe this! Rory, I can't just say no to him!"

"Why not? You're always going on about what a big jackass he is! Why can't you just say 'Screw it all' and stay with me! It's not like we don't have money!"

"Are you serious, Rory?" he yelled. "I have dreams too, you know! It's not some thing I'm forced to do but I actually do want a career! Just because your mom's always supported you doesn't mean that you can have your dreams and I have to give up mine! And what the hell is this about money? I let you live here for free!"

"I offered to pay rent!" she screamed. "But you said not to worry about it! I'm always saying that you don't have get me these extravagant things or pay for everything or take me fancy places! You know I don't give a damn about money, Logan!"

"Well you've never exactly refused any of it either." He said coldly.

Rory's mouth dropped open. "Because I didn't want to be rude! I know you buy me stuff because you love me and it'd seem like I wasn't grateful if I didn't accept it!"

"Yeah, right."

"You know what? Maybe this isn't working."

"Maybe it isn't." he agreed.

"Maybe your parents were right. I'm not good for you. You need someone who will just take all this crap and not care as long as you give them your card." She said shaking her head.

"Fine, if you want this to be over, then it's over!"

"Fine!" she screamed.

"Fine!!!"

Rory quickly yanked the promise ring he had given her a while back off her finger. "I guess the promise is broken, huh?" she said throwing it at him.

"I guess so." He snatched his bag off the floor.

"I'll be out by day after tomorrow."

"Good." He said walking out of the apartment and slamming the door.

Rory waited a minute and finally ran out into the hallway.

"Logan wait! I'm sure we can-" But the elevator doors were closed. She sadly ran back into the apartment.

Once at the bottom floor Logan got back into the elevator and hit the button for their floor. "Rory I-" But the door was closed. Logan's face dropped as he hit the L again.

"Mom?" Rory said into the phone a few minutes later.

"Hey kid! What's up?"

"I was wondering if I could come and stay with you for a few days."

"Sure kid! But why?"

"Oh Rory!" Lorelai cried as Rory ran into her arms. "I'm so sorry kid."

"Me too." she sniffed. "But I guess it was for the best. I guess Mitchum and Shira were right. I'm not good for him."

"Now Rory that's not true. It'll be okay. You two will make up."

Rory shook her head. "I don't think so. We both said some pretty bad stuff."

"Hon, it'll be alright. What do you want to do now?"

Rory wiped her hands on her jeans. "I need someone to help me get my stuff out of the apartment. And I have to call Paris and ask if she'll take me back as a roommate."

"Okay. I'll go get some boxes from Luke and ask if he can help. You make some phone calls."

"Okay, I think I'll ask dad if he can help too. Is that okay?"

Lorelai stiffened and pasted a smile on her face. "Um, yeah. Sure kid. Whatever you want."

"Thanks."

Lorelai smiled again and nodded.

Rory hit number 3 on speed dial.

"Hello?" a harsh voice answered.

"Hi Paris."

"Oh, hello Rory. How's it going?"

"Um, okay. But I have a favor to ask." She said timidly.

"You and Logan broke up and now you want to move back in?"

"How'd you know?"

"Rory, you're not his type. It had to happen eventually. What'd he do? Sleep with the rest of the girls on the east coast?"

"We just… realized that it was time to go our separate ways."

"Whatever. Your room is still empty. I considered making it into a craft room but decided against it because of the high chance that this would happen. So it's just how you left it."

"Thanks a lot Paris. I mean it."

"Don't mention it. Your key still works so you can let yourself in. I'm going out with Doyle tonight."

"Okay. I think I'll move in some of my stuff tonight but I'm going to spend a few days at home with my mom before I move in since we still have a few days left of break."

"That's fine. I have to go now, though. Doyle just paged me. He is exactly ten minutes away and I still have to lock the door."

"Okay. Thanks again Paris."

"What are friends for? Saying cheesy lines to each other and helping each other out in rough times. I'll talk to you later, Gilmore."

"Bye."

She dialed her dad's number next.

"Hello?"

"Hi dad."

"Hey kiddo! What's happening?"

"Logan I split up."

"What? Oh my god. That's awful. I'm so sorry, Ror."

"Me too."

"He was a cool guy."

She shifted uncomfortably. "Yeah, listen dad, the reason I'm calling is to ask if you could help me and mom and Luke move my stuff out if his apartment."

"Oh, Rory you know I would but I'm not even near Connecticut right now."

"Where are you?"

"I'm in California. I have a conference today so I got a sitter for GG and flew out here for the week."

"Everyone's leaving." She muttered

"What?"

"Nothing."

"I'm really sorry, Ror." He said. He did sound sorry.

"It's okay dad, really."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure. Go back to your meeting. I'm sorry I bothered you."

"Hey, you're much more fun to talk to."

Rory chuckled. "Bye dad."

"Bye kid. I'll call soon."

"Okay." she flipped her phone shut and put her head in her hands.

"You know I hear that's bad for your brain." Lorelai said sitting down next to her.

Rory lifted her head up. "Hi mom."

"Hi. Luke's getting some boxes from his apartment. I figured we could each drive separate and plus your dad makes four so it shouldn't take many trips."

"Dad isn't coming. He's in California on business."

A look a relief came over Lorelai's face. She quickly pretended to frown. "I'm sorry."

Rory chuckled again. "Yeah right."

"Well can you blame me? Because he and Luke have such a good relationship."

"I see your point."

"So you ready to move?" she asked stand up. She held out her hand, which Rory took.

"Ready as I'll ever be."

"Good grief kid! You have way to much stuff!" Lorelai complained a few hours later.

"Is this all Rory?" Luke asked coming into the living room with another box.

"I think so."

"Okay, so we'll meet you at Paris's apartment for the fifteenth time?" Lorelai guessed.

"The fourth, but yes. I'll be there in a minute. I just have to put back my key and take care of something."

"Okay. See you in a little while." She said closing the door after Luke.

Rory put her head in her hands for a minute and bent over. She finally stood back up and wiped hands off and dug her key out of her pocket. A tear slid down her cheek as she looked at it. It was on a key chain with a picture of the two of them. They were standing in the apartment doorway holding on to each other so tight it was as if they were afraid to let go for fear of the other vanishing into thin air. She quickly pulled the picture out of the keychain and threw it in the trash. She then set her key on the kitchen table and dialed Logan's number. As she expected, it went straight to voicemail.

"Hey this Logan. Leave a message."

This depressed her even more. His old message flashed through her mind. "Hey you've reached Logan. I'm not here right now but if you leave your name and number I might seriously consider calling you back. Unless you're Rory, then I'll call you back the moment I noticed you called."

She quickly left a message. "Um, hi Logan. It's Rory. I know you probably don't want to hear from me right now but I just wanted to let you know that I left my key on the table and um, well that's pretty much it. Bye."

She sighed as she picked up her box. As she opened the apartment door to leave, she noticed the promise ring glimmering on the floor. She bent down and picked it up, and clutched it to her chest. As another tear slid down her cheek, she closed the apartment door for good.

A/N: Oh my gosh! So sad! I hate writing these types of chapters! Anyway, just so you know I do have the whole story planned out, as opposed to the normal write it- as- it- comes technique. I've actually drawn out a story board and have everything planned. All I have to do is write, write, write! I did post two chapterw in one day, as you know. But since I was off of school today that made it easier. I won't be able to update this quick everyday, so don't get used to it. School takes up a lot of my time and I DO try to have a life, you know. Anyway. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, or at least appreciated it if you didn't like what happened. (I know I sure didn't!) REVIEW PLEASE!!! Holds bag of cookies for the review people