A/N: Isn't it great when your little cousin accidentally deletes everything you've written? Yes, this whole story was gone, along with a giant science paper that took me 5 days to complete. I just love kids! (Note my sarcasm). Anyways, I'm going to give all my faithful readers (who are still with me) everything that I've got for this story so far as a "I'm sorry, will this make things better?" kind of gift. Thanks again!

(Rory's point of view)

"This is her room," The nurse said pointing at a forest green door. I hesitated. Where was Logan to take my hand, and tell me that everything was going to be okay? Right now, I really needed him. I let out a deep breath and opened the door.

Mom's head moved slightly to see who came in. "Fruit of my loins!" Her words slurred and cracked.

"The morphine hasn't worn off yet," The nurse behind me explained. I nodded and slowly walk in. Oh, Mom looked awful. Her face was bruised and cut, her leg was in a cast. I was ready to start bawling.

"Hi, Mom," I said, barely raising my voice above a whisper. "Um, how are you?"

"Well, I kinda feel like crap, but this morphine stuff is very nice," She rambled. I couldn't help but laugh. Even times like these, she was still herself.

"Grandma and Grandpa are here," I informed her. She made a face at me, and then winced. "Does that hurt?"

"No, not really," She replied, "It feels more like someone is tugging on my skin. Did you have to invite Mom?" She began to whine.

"It was only the right thing to do! She's your mother for crying out loud!" I reminded her sternly.

"Fine," She grumbled. "Let's not fight. Hmm...How's Yale?"

"Yale is fine," I reassured her. "Kinda boring these days."

"I see. And how is Paris?"

"Paris is...well Paris," I got her to chuckle a little bit at that.

"How did you get here so fast?" She drilled.

"Logan brought me here," I replied, trying to sound casual.

"Logan," She mulled that over for a minute. "What's the last name?"

"Huntzberger," I said automatically.

"Oh. Blah. I know them. Are you two dating, then?" She wrinkled her nose and winced again.

"What? Oh no! We're just friends!" I said, startled.

"Is he here? Can I meet him?" She sounded excited now.

I hesitated. That wasn't going to look good. She had her parents and her boyfriend waiting for me to come out so they could go see her, and Mom wanted to see Logan. I sighed, "You should see Grandma and Grandpa and Luke first," I told her.

"Fine, mom," She muttered under her breath. "Speaking of which, have you called your father yet?" She asked in a lighter tone.

I raised an eyebrow, but said nothing. "Um, no actually, I haven't," I mumbled.

"You should call him while I'm talking to the devil and her nicer husband," Her voice was colored with bitterness.

"I know that you don't want to see them, but they'll be out of here in ten, maybe fifteen minutes. You can be that patient. I'm going to go get Grandpa and then Grandma, okay? I love you, Mom."

"I love you too, hon. Oh, can you tell Luke to go back to the diner? It's not that I don't want him here, but there are hungry people in Stars Hallow, and I feel a nap coming on," She said trying to smile, but it came out more like a grimace. I nodded and then opened the door and waved, before I closed it behind me. I quickly walked down the corridor until I got into the waiting room. Everyone turned to face me, and to my surprise, Logan was still there.

"Um, Grandpa, Mom wants to see you," I said quietly. Grandma looked a little hurt, but then quickly covered it up as Grandpa got up and left the room.

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