Logan Hunztberger sat in his office staring at a picture of him and Rory. I should be there with her by now, he thought. Nothing had been going the way he had hoped or expected. By now, he figured he'd be married to Rory and they'd be living in that little house with the avocado tree. But then there was Rory's job on the Obama campaign, and then there was his transfer abroad, and eventually his transfer back. He knew Rory liked it about as much as he did, which wasn't saying much. But Rory had been incredibly positive about things and Logan honestly felt like an ass for not being there for her. He wanted nothing more than to make it up to her, and that's what he had to do. He sighed and got up to talk to his boss, and before he knew it, he was on a plane to Hartford. He smiled for the first time in a long while.
"What are you getting Luke for Christmas?" Rory asked Lorelai as they strolled through the mall.
"Something really great," Lorelai said laughingly.
"You still haven't figured out yet?" Rory exclaimed.
"Well, what about you? Have you found Logan's present?" Lorelai countered. Rory sighed.
"I don't want to get Luke just anything. He's always gone above and beyond when it comes to us," Lorelai murmured.
"Yeah, well at least he's here. Logan's still a couple thousand miles away," Rory said glumly.
"He's flying out this weekend though, right?" Lorelai asked.
"He's supposed to. It's just so ironic," Rory said.
"What?" Lorelai asked with concern.
"When he proposed, he said he couldn't do long-distance and that we had to move forward. And since that day I feel like all we've done is go backwards," Rory said wistfully.
"Rory, why don't you just talk to Golden-Boy?" Lorelai asked.
"You know what? You're right. I'm going to talk to him," Rory pulled out her phone.
"Um, right here?" Lorelai asked.
"Why not?" Rory replied as she dialed. It went straight to voicemail.
"Logan, it's me. Rory, you know, your fiancée? I'm tired of this. I'm tired of being apart, I'm tired of your always working, and you can't just expect me to keep waiting around. You can't even give me the pleasure of answering your damn phone. I just can't do this anymore. We need to talk," Rory burst angrily. Lorelai glanced around. People were definitely staring by then.
"Okay, um, now that you've had your own Emily Gilmore-mall-meltdown, why don't we call it a day," Lorelai suggested gently.
"What have I done," Rory said softly.
