A/N: Another chapter for you guys!
Disclaimer: Yeah...I wish I owned Gilmore Girls..But I don't. But if I did, it wouldn't have ended like it did.
(Logan's point of view)
I heard footfalls enter the waiting room, so I turned to see none other than my Ace. She smiled meekly at everyone, then told Richard that Lorelai wanted to see him first, and that Luke should go back to the diner. Luke had easily become my friend over the past twenty minutes. We talked business, we talked pleasure, he waved at us all as he reluctantly got up and left. Rory sighed, sitting down next to me, pulling out her cell phone. She opened it and dialed a phone number. After the fourth ring or so, someone finally answered.
"Hello?" Christopher's voice through, sounding groggy.
"Hi Dad, it's me Rory."
"Oh, hey kiddo. Is everything okay? Are you alright?" He asked, anxiety coloring his tone.
"I'm okay. Mom isn't though. She got into a car accident and the doctors don't know if she's going to make it." You could hear shuffling around on the other end as he was putting clothes into a suitcase.
"Hartford Memorial?" He asked tightly.
"Yes."
"I'll be there soon, I love you," The line went dead.
Rory relaxed into the chair as her grandfather walked back into the room, looking more weary than when he left.
"Christopher is coming?" Emily asked, sounding a bit more than interested. Almost excited.
Rory nodded. Emily's face lit up almost immediately.
"Emily, Lorelai fell asleep, you can see her tomorrow," He said, tiredly. "Bye Rory, Logan." I personally liked him. He was one of the best Gilmore's. Emily sighed and got up, saying her farewells, leaving Rory and I to ourselves.
"So, are we staying in Stars Hallow, or are we staying here in Hartford?" I asked calmly.
She looked over at me, excitedly. "You mean, you want to go to Stars Hallow?"
"Oh, I don't see why not," I grinned. She looked so excited. "But you're going to drive there, if that's okay with you. I have no clue how to get there."
"Okay," She reminded me of sunshine when I saw that smile of hers.
We walked out of the hospital, and I wrapped my arm around her back to keep her a little closer so she wouldn't fall, plus, she still had my jacket, and frankly, it was very cold outside. She didn't object, but she blushed. I walked to the driver's side and opened the door for her and handed her the keys. She took them as she got in. I walked over to the other side and slid into the car. Rory stuck the key into the ignition, and my Porsche purred to life; all the dials lit up, and the radio began playing one of Brooke Waggoner's songs. She had that determined look in her eye as she put the car into reverse.
I couldn't help but laugh when the car automatically began backing up without her pressing down on the gas pedal and she jumped. "It's not funny," She said, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth.
"I guess I should have warned you about that. But your face was priceless," I said, still shaking with laughter.
"Whatever you say," She mumbled. She leaned forward slightly as she eased out of the parking lot and onto the street. "How do you turn on the windshield wipers?" She broke the silence.
"On the left, see the lever? Just switch the third one on," I instructed her. She let her eyes drift over to the left and she did what I told her after a short moment of looking. The windshield wipers began to move at the perfect speed to keep the snow off.
"So what's Stars Hallow like?" I asked.
"It's hard to explain, so you're just going to have to wait and see," She smirked. "It's different from Hartford or really anywhere. I'm pretty sure that you could search the world, and you'll never find another place like it."
"I can't wait," I told her. I was honestly excited.
She continued to smile as she got onto the freeway. It was silent for a minute or two until my phone began to ring. I slid it open and tapped the speaker phone touch key.
"Logan here," I answered.
"Logan! Mate! Where are you?" My favorite Australian friend all but yelled over the phone.
"Heading to Stars Hallow," I returned.
"What? Where is that?" Finn retorted.
"It's a small town outside Hartford."
"Never heard of it. Why the hell are you going there?"
"Because my mom got into a car accident, and Logan is here keeping me company while she's in the hospital," Rory said, saving me for the second time this evening.
"...Rory?" Finn asked, uncertainty in voice.
"The one and only," She said dryly.
"Oh! Hello, love. I'm terribly sorry about your mum. Is she okay?"
"Hello, Finn," She rolled her eyes, "She's not doing so well, but I think she'll be okay in the end."
"That's good, love. Are you going to visit her tomorrow evening?" He asked.
"Yes...why?" Her eyes squinted slightly as she turned onto the ramp to get off the highway.
"I need you to call me when you see her, okay? Hmm...If you two will excuse me I see a feisty redhead."
"Bye, Finn," We said together. The line went dead.
"Are we almost there?" I asked in a mock-whine voice.
She sighed, feigning annoyance, "In about 15 minutes."
"Okay, good, 'cause I'm starving!" I groaned. She laughed lightly while rolling her eyes.
Soon after our playful banter, we approached a sign that said: "Welcome to Stars Hallow!" Her face lit up, and once again I found myself smiling. Stars Hallow was lit up with stocking Christmas lights hanging from every building. There was a book shop, some restaurant called "Al's Pancake World". There was a movie theater, and a movie rental store. There was also a small market, and Luke's Diner. Rory pulled to an easy stop in front of the diner.
We walked into the diner to see of the citizens sitting around chatting eagerly. The bell above the door rang to announce our entrance. Everyone one turned to look at us.
"Welcome home, Rory!" Several people called out.
She smiled. "Thank you!" Everyone turned back to their conversations.
"Hey, Rory, Logan. Would you like the usual?" Luke asked from behind the counter.
"Oh! Yes please. But cut out all the healthy stuff."
"And I'm guessing a Gilmore-sized cup of coffee?" Luke raised an eyebrow.
"You had to ask?"
"Can I get you anything, Logan?" Luke asked, pulling out his small notebook.
"I guess I'll have whatever Rory's having, minus the coffee, I think I'll have water instead," I replied. The first thing that came was a giant cup of coffee. It was 8:00 p.m and here she was, ordering coffee. I guess I shouldn't be too surprised, I mean, this is Ace we're talking about here. Next came a rather large hamburger and fries. I could only eat half. She ate everything.
"I think we should get ice cream after this," She declared as she handed Luke a ten dollar bill, which he refused.
"How can you eat so much?' I asked her amused.
"I've been asking the same thing since I've met them," Luke answered from behind me. Rory simply shrugged.
"Bye, Luke!" She called as she walked out of the diner. I waved, and he waved back.
"Are you tired?" She asked, looking at me.
"Not really, what did you have in mind?"
"I was thinking about going to the inn, if that's okay with you," She responded.
"Sounds great. But what happened to ice cream?" I countered.
"Sookie can make ice cream," She made it sound like it was the most obvious thing ever. I reached over and mussed up her hair before opening the car door for her. She stuck her tongue out at me and I laughed. She got into the driver's seat while I climbed into the passenger's side. She turned on my Porsche and easily pulled out of the parking space.
Within a time frame of seven minutes, we were at a dainty looking inn. She parked off to the side and got out. I followed her, in ease. She was walking along, not really paying much attention to how slick the ground was. She slipped and almost fell, but I caught her just in time.
"You okay, Ace?" I asked holding her in my arms a little bit longer than was necessary.
"Yeah, I'm good, thanks," She smiled up at me, the all familiar blush appearing on her cheeks.
"Good. Now let's get you inside before you fall and break something," I teased her. She sighed and rolled her eyes. The biting wind made me realize that Rory hadn't given me my jacket back. I was happy when we walked inside the Dragonfly Inn, just because it was very warm.
"Rory!" A man said from the front desk, with an authentic French accent.
"Hi, Michel!" Rory called back, grinning. She took off my jacket and hung it up on the coat rack. She stepped over to him to give him a hug.
"I am so sorry to hear about your mother, Sookie and I will drop by tomorrow..." He let his voice trail off into an awkward silence.
"How's Chin-chin and Paw-paw?" Rory asked, moving on to a different subject.
"Oh they are doing just fine! Unfortunately, they could not join me to a Celine Dion concert in Canada," He said, sighing. His eyes scanned the room, then falling on me.
"Ah, Rory, who is your friend?"
"Logan Huntzberger, sir," I said taking a few steps forward and shaking his hand.
"Huntzberger, I've heard that name! I read your father's newspaper," Michel told me.
"Did I hear Rory's name?"A motherly looking figure approached Ace, pulling her into a hug.
"Hi Sookie!" Rory said, hugging her back.
She pulled back, holding Rory at arms length. "I'm guessing ice cream, kiddo?"
"You guessed right!" Rory chuckled. Sookie turned to face me.
"Hi, I'm Sookie," She said turning to me and smiling. Her eyes were slightly red and puffy and her face was tear stained.
"Logan Huntzberger," I said quietly. I looked over at Ace. She rolled her eyes at me and she flapped her arms at me like a chicken. My eyes narrowed slightly.
"Come on, kiddos. Let's get you some ice cream," That one sentence touched me. She liked me. I was liked by at least two people here.
Rory grabbed my arm as we followed Sookie into the kitchen. "Chicken," She muttered under her breath.
"Oh yeah. I'm a chicken. Because chickens jump off of very high things with only an umbrella and a cord," I breathed. She snickered.
We walked into a very nice kitchen, filled with staff members and high-tech kitchen appliances.
"Oh, Sookie what happened?" Rory gaped at the burn mark on the wall above the stove.
"After Luke called, I ran out to go tell Michel. I forgot that I had something cooking, and the rest of the staff was out in the dining hall," Sookie explained, taking out some ice cream, two bowls, spoons, and ice cream condiments. She served us and not to my surprise, Rory put everything possible on her ice cream. Sookie asked us how school was going, how Ace's mom looked and how she was. After a while, Rory decided it was time to go.
"We'll see you tomorrow," Rory promised, putting our bowls into the sink and we left.
As soon as we were outside, Rory leaned into me. "How could you let me eat so much?" She groaned, clutching onto her stomach.
I wrapped my arm around her shoulder, "You're a grown adult. You should know better," I reminded her gently.
"So?" She challenged.
I merely shook my head and smirked. I opened the door for her and then walked to the other side. After the car warmed up, we drove back to the main part of town. She was upset with me. Why? I had no clue. I would talk to Luke tomorrow; he knew them better than anyone. We drove past Al's Pancake World again.
"Are we going to have pancakes for breakfast tomorrow?" I questioned.
"Don't talk to me about food. But okay. Luke has the best pancakes," She scolded.
"I meant at Al's Pancake World," I continued, pointing behind me.
She laughed. Hard. "They. Don't. Serve. Pancakes. There," She told me between laughs.
"What do they sell there then?" I said, cocking an eyebrow.
"Chinese food," She said, still shaking with laughter. I opened my mouth to speak. "Don't ask." We pulled into a gravel drive way. "This is my mom's house," She said, but it sounded more like she was talking to herself.
It was a two story, dainty, white house that had a certain charm to it. The left window was lit up. Rory looked slightly confused as we walked up to the porch. She paused to look at the door and turned the door knob. It was unlocked. Ace shrugged as we walked in. There was a shadow with an umbrella coming towards us. Rory paused as she leaned over to flick on the switch.
Oh ho! Cliffhanger! Well, I'm gonna go upload another chapter.