Title: Eleanor Rigby

A/N: I totally forgot about this story..I'M SOO SORRY! But you will be please to know that I have some amazing Ideas for this story!

Oh and for this story Rory and Logan met a year earlier than in the show, so they've been living together longer.

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Rory woke up and reached over to the other side of the bed...empty.

She sighed and got up and took a shower. While making coffee in the kitchen, she looked over the apartment that she had been living in for the past year.

Her and Logan's apartment.

Sure they had some times apart once in a while, resulting in her sleeping at Paris or her old home, but for the most part they lived together.

Rory was deep in thought when Logan walked through the door, still wearing the clothes that he had been wearing the previous night. Probably because he had never came home all night.

"Hi." He said quietly, not meeting her eyes while getting a drink from the fridge.

"We have that brunch with at my Grandparents in an hour." She told him, staring at the floor.

"Okay." He said before leaving the room, leaving Rory behind him to sigh sadly.

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Tristan DuGrey was forcing a laugh out about some dumb joke that some guy he didn't want to be talking to, had told.

He hadn't been to one of these parties in three years, and it felt that even that was too soon ago.

All his childhood memories came flooding back to him. Granted a lot of the way he acted and the way his life had been had been his fault, but it didn't make these parties any less boring.

He excused himself from whoever he was talking to and went to the bar, it may not be noon yet, but desperate times call for desperate measures...which definitely qualify for a drink.

He was taking a sip of his Screwdriver, which a few a minutes ago had been a plain orange juice when he noticed a big commotion going on the other side of the room.

He rolled his eyes wondering if some marriage had just been broken up again or some rumor had just started that would entertain these people's sad lives for another day.

Tristan was wondering what the hell he was doing here and was about to leave when he caught sight of exactly what the commotion had been about.

Rory had just arrived.

With Logan Huntzberger.

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Rory got out of Logan's Porsche when they pulled up to her Grandparent's and looked at the door that she had come to dread oh-so-much.

"You ready?" Logan asked her, coming up beside her.

"Nope, I would rather be at home while you explained where exactly the hell you were last night." Rory told him, and gave him one last glare before the door opened for them.

"Rory, Logan! Come in, come in!" Emily greeted, hugging them both. "You're late." Emily stated.

"I'm sorry Emily. Rory and I had a big breakfast this morning and completely lost track of time." Logan lied smoothly, wrapping an arm around Rory's waist, smirking in that charming way that he was known for.

"Oh completely understandable, you too are young. You should enjoy it, spend time together."

"Don't listen to him Grandma, I couldn't get him out of bed morning." Rory laughed, putting a fake smile on, causing Emily laugh.

"Well, if you'll excuse us, we've got to make the rounds." Logan told Emily, smiling one last time and leading her to the next group of people that were waiting to talk them.

The perfect couple.

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Tristan watched Logan and Rory talk to some couple while never losing contact with each other. He either held her hand or had his arm around her.

Rory Gilmore and Logan Huntzberger? Now that, he didn't see coming.

He watched as Logan and Rory laughed at something that had been said and Logan kiss Rory cheek, and that was enough. He was about to find a way to leave when he heard his name being called.

"Tristan, Tristan dear, you have to come with me." Emily said, grabbing his arm and leading him to the happy couple.

"Rory, you remember Tristan DuGrey, right? He was in your class before...he left." Tristan inwardly rolled his eyes at her hesitation. Yes, he had been sent away, get over it people.

"Rory, nice to see you again. Logan, how are you doing?" Tristan greeted them, and watched as Emily smiled proudly and walked off.

"Can't complain with Rory by my side. How about yourself?" Logan said in the same fake voice that Tristan was using, knowing that people around them were watching and probably listening.

"Can't complain. Is Finn around here? I miss that guy." Tristan, for the first time that day, truly smiling that the thought of his longtime friend.

"Nah, you kidding me? He won't be up for another ten hours." Logan joked.

"He still into blondes?"

"No, it's redheads now." Rory answered, laughing.

"Well, I'll catch you later. Nice to see you again." Tristan excused himself, sighing and running a hand through his hair when he got away.

He hated these goddamn parties.

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Tristan was in the back garden studying the garden walls that surrounded him and tried to decide to take the chance of climbing them.

"All the way to the right. To the left is a back pond back there, and trust me it's cold." Rory said coming up from behind him.

"Excuse me?" He asked, knowing he'd been caught, though.

"I know you were planning on climbing over. Want me to be your spotter? I'll do bird sounds if I see someone coming." She teased, smirking.

"Oh darn, you caught me." He deadpanned, causing them to laugh and fall into a silence.

"I never thought I'd see you again." Rory said bluntly, breaking the silence.

"Yeah...had to fulfill my Yale destiny sooner or later. I just chose to do it later."

"Where were you?" Rory asked.

"Africa, actually." Tristan answered.

"What's in Africa?"

"Nothing actually. I was in the Peace Corps for a year. I was in a small village in Africa."

"Wow. The Peace Corps, that...wow." Rory stuttered, stunned. Tristan DuGrey in the Peace Corps? Now that wasn't something she was expecting.

"Yeah, I know shocking." Tristan joked. "Probably just as shocking as you with Logan Huntzberger." Rory grew quiet, taking a sip of her drink and looking at the flowers around them casually.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to offend you, I just never pictured you with someone like him...I mean. I know Logan and...okay, I'm just going to shut up." Tristan rambled, realizing he wasn't making the matters any better.

"No, it's okay. I understand what you meant." Rory assured him, smiling.

"Okay...so how long have you two been together?" He asked casually.

"A year and a half."

"Wow. That's a while."

"Yup." Rory said distractedly, looking over and seeing Logan coming toward them.

"Tristan, hope you don't mind if I borrow Rory, do you?" Logan asked, already taking Rory's hand and leading her inside. "Oh, you should meet us at the Yale Pub tonight at nine, Finn will want to see you." Logan told Tristan while walking back into the house.

Sure Tristan would go, after all, it had been a while since he had seen Finn.

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Rory and Logan had finally left the party four hours later, even though it seemed like double the time. They barely talked in the car and when they got their apartment.

Rory had just gotten out of the shower and was changing into clothes to meet Finn, Colin, and Tristan at the Pub when Logan came into their bedroom hugged her.

"I'm sorry." He whispered, still in his embrace she sighed. This is what always happened, he would apologize and she would forgive him.

"It's alright." Rory found herself saying back, just like she always did.

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A/N: Whaddya think? I liked this chapter a lot, and I hope you enjoy it! I sadly won't be able to update tomorrow but I'll try to update one of my stories Saturday.

Hope you liked it!