Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls – there I said it, please don't sue.
A/N: WOOT! Okay, well my computer is being a bum. I'm sorry about that last chapter. I thought it would be easy to start off with everyone there; but then I realized that it was in fact really hard to write that scene. I KID YOU NOT! So here is the next chapter – quick like I promised. And this one was typed on an English keyboard, so any spelling errors or type-o's are courtesy of my incapable fingers.
Summary: ROGAN. Everyone can see they're perfect for each other. Well everyone except for the two of them. So it's time we gave them a little push. What happens when the family starts to play matchmaker? Chapter 4
Chapter 4: Coffee Threat
Rory was waiting in the coffee line when her phone started ringing. Shifting her books she started to look through her bag for her phone. Finding it, she flipped it open.
"Hello?" She asked still annoyed from the previous night.
"Hey hun!" A voice on the other end sounded.
"I'm mad at you," Rory stated, not bothering to return the happy tone her mother had taken. Nodding her thanks to the man behind the coffee counter, Rory took her cup and started to walk towards class.
"No you're not." Lorelai replied.
"Yes, I am." Rory stated.
"Ouch!" Rory heard Lorelai shriek from the other end of the receiver. "Okay, I'm going!"
"Mom?" Rory asked, wondering what had happened.
"Argh. Look Rory, I'm sorry."
"No you're not," Rory stated, knowing that she had already forgiven her mother, but wanting to keep bothering her.
"Okay, you're right I'm not. But you have to tell Luke I said that, he's denying me coffee until I apologies to you."
"My hero," Rory chimed, already feeling better.
"Yes, but he's my boyfriend, which means he should take my side. Do you want to know what he said? He said that he would not serve me anything, anything! Not until I called an apologized."
"Well I appreciate the call," Rory joked.
"Yes, but I'm not finished. Then when I pulled out my phone to call you, he pointed to the sign behind the counter. That stupid one, we tried to steal last year."
"I know the one," Rory replied, remembering the 'No Cell Phone' sign that Luke reminded them about every time a phone rang.
"And he told me I couldn't use cell phones inside." She stated, beginning to ramble because of what Rory assumed to be a caffeine low. "And then," she continued. "I asked him how I was supposed to call and apologize to you if he wouldn't let me use a phone. So I started to call you, and then he grabbed my arm, and I thought he wanted to do something naughty"
"Mom!" Rory shrieked
"Right, sorry, story… anyways so I walked outside, and now it's cold and I've called you, but Luke will think I'm making it up and I won't get coffee." She pouted.
"Why don't you use the coffee maker at home?" Rory asked, wondering why her mother was so distressed.
"Because!" Lorelai replied, as if the answer was obvious. "I ran out of those little white paper things. And when I made it without them, I got coffee chunks in the mug. And now that I've bought more, the coffee maker won't work. Luke said it's because I used it without the little white paper thingies, but I'm convinced it's a conspiracy."
"Call Luke," Rory stated, smiling at her mother, who she knew would later end up asking Luke over to fix her coffee maker.
"Now I know how you got into Yale! What a smart child I've raised." Rory winced as Lorelai yelled, not bothering to cover the mouthpiece of her phone, 'LUKE'.
"It sounds like you've done that before," Rory commented, laughing.
"Oh, here he is. Now tell him all the nice things I said, and how very sorry I was." Lorelai replied pushing the phone to Luke.
"Rory?" Luke asked on the phone.
"Just give her coffee, she'll keep calling me if you don't." Rory said laughing, at how serious Luke sounded.
"Rory?" Lorelai asked, "What did you say, he's letting me back in! I love you, you're my savior! You got me coffee! I should have another one, I could name it Frank, or Simon but if it was another girl I could name it Mimi, and she could be friends with Christopher's daughter Gigi…" Lorelai rambled.
"Love you mom," Rory replied laughing again.
"Love you too, sweetie!"
Rory walked into her first class, smiling as she took a sip of her coffee. At least her mom didn't seriously think that she and Logan were a couple.
Rory stumbled into the newspaper office. Trying to avoid Doyle she had her head down and was looking at her feet as she walked as fast as she could to her computer. It wasn't that she didn't like Doyle. He was a great editor, but Rory had a suspicious feeling that Paris had told him about her dinner with Logan. She also hadn't quite finished her article, as she was out the night before… with Logan.
Keeping her head down, Rory had almost made it to her computer before running head on into a sturdy body. Slowly looking up, Rory couldn't help but think 'Please don't be Doyle, Please don't be Doyle, Please don't be Doyle'
"Logan," Rory stated, surprised.
"Ace," Logan said with a smile. "I'm still a little sore from you sitting on me; did you really have to go as far as trying to run me over?"
"Are you calling me fat?" Rory, asked lightly, slipping behind her desk and flipping on her computer. Logan was taken aback by her blunt tone, and paused a second before deciding what to say in reply. Rory looked up, expectantly.
"You think too much, Ace. Don't read so far into what people say." Logan sighed.
"Habit," Rory mumbled click a few buttons on her computer absentmindedly.
"So," Logan said, pulling over a chair from the desk beside hers. "Thanks for dinner." He said not being able to hold back a smile.
"Oh, no problems," Rory replied, still engrossed in what ever was on her computer screen. "But don't think you're going to get another free one, just because I ran into you." She paused reading something on her screen before continuing. "I mean, you did already get yourself invited to dinner next Friday, and if you woo my mother, and bribe her with coffee, you might just get her to break up with Luke, and give you a coffee date." Logan was trying to decide if she was mad at him. Though he found that if she was, it was extremely unfair as all he really did was let her mother and grandmother talk.
"What you doing Ace?" He asked, deciding to change the subject.
"Finishing my article, you know some people actually work when they come to the newsroom."
"Really?" Logan looked around. "I never noticed. So there's an on button to this machine? Can you tell me where it is, or is it a secret?" He asked pointing the computer.
"Yep," she replied, hitting the print button for her article. "But if your aren't going to use it, then there isn't much point in telling you where it is. And besides, it's a secret."
"You're right, Ace, not much point at all." Logan replied getting up. "Don't forget, you owe me a coffee date." Before Rory could reply he had walked over to his desk, put his feet up, and closed his eyes, as if to take a nap. Sighing Rory grabbed her article and walked to Doyle's office.
Placing her article in the box on his door, she walked back to her computer, turning everything off. On her way out she leaned in behind Logan, and whispered "4:30, tomorrow, and it better be a big coffee." Rory was already walking away, and so luckily for Logan, she didn't see the smirk that played itself on his lips.
A/N: Don't worry, Chapter 5 will include the coffee date, and if I'm in the mood a convo between Lorelai and Rory. But I need to be in a witty mood, so it will depend on how my day goes. On a side note, the "Are you calling me fat?" is there because I was just reminded of my sailing coach who, while saying nothing wrong at all, I manage to make feel bad by saying that I don't like being called fat. Of course, now the joke is getting old, and he does actually call me fat… I think he's kidding… Oh and please review, it only encourages me to update sooner.
