Chapter 2: A decision
A/n: I'm so sorry! It has taken me so long to get this chapter up! I have been suffering from sever writer's block. It was killing me. Every time I sat down to type, I couldn't think of what to say! But here it is, chapter two
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"The Supreme Court has ruled they cannot have a Nativity scene in Washington, D. C. This wasn't for any religious reasons. They couldn't find three wise men and a virgin."
-John Leno-
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The room was silent. Logan had just explained to everyone the nature of the phone call. He sat on the couch with his head in his hands, thinking.
"What're you gonna do, mate?" Finn asked cautiously.
"I'm gonna go to 3180 75th street." He responded.
"But, he'll kill you." Colin pointed out.
"And if I don't go, they'll kill Rory and Luke and Laia!" he shouted. Everyone fell silent again. No one moved. They all stared at Logan, waiting for a decision. Finally, he talked. "In two days, I'll go, and try to get Rory and the kids out. Worst case scenario, I die."
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A silent tear slipped down Logan's cheek. Rory, his Ace, was captured, and might die. His two children, kidnapped. He couldn't stand this, why do people do this? What would make them so vindictive that they would kill a child? Who would do all this, just for revenge on someone who was put in jail? All sorts of questions rushed through Logan's head, overwhelming him. A sob racked his body, tears came down in floods. Lorelai walked into the room. When she glanced at Logan, she didn't say a word. She just sat down next to him. She put her arm around him, and he leaned into her, for the first time, showing some affection for his mother in law. Somehow, her embrace was comforting.
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a/n: even shorter than the last one! Jeez, I need to get better at this. Oh, well. So, review!