Here we go! Chapter number 7!=)
A little note on Lorelai and her love life:
I stuck to the series, so she hasn't married Luke and spent a night with Christopher, but they are not together. Now she is still attached to Luke somehow and doesn't know what to do. Christopher wants more, Luke doesn't know about him and she is right in the middle!
But at first, back to Rory and Logan:
Rory paced the floor of the hospital.
She was anxious if not freaking out.
Logan had collapsed right in front of her, just like that out of the blue.
She tried to breathe even, always on the outlook for a doctor who could finally tell her about Logan's condition.
As he had been lying there, unconscious, all the feelings she had for him came back to her.
Her stomach tightened.
The fear for him was dominant to everything else at the moment. Rory just wanted him to be okay, she was really scared of losing him, just like she had been when he had had the accident on one of his stupid trips. The feeling of déjà vu lingered over her head.
A nurse hurried by but she shook her head at Rory as she was about to speak up.
No, Rory thought. She didn't want to lose him!
But how did Logan feel about her?
Was he already over her? Or still mad?
Was there a small chance that he'd take her back without marrying him right away?
Questions, questions! So many questions that pounded against Rory's skull from the inside.
She gritted her teeth as she felt like screaming out.
Her feet had found a nice rhythm that kept her body somehow occupied, but her mind was restless.
What was the time?
How long had she been here?
She panted.
Rory wanted a coffee, something to soothe her edgy nerves, but she was afraid to leave the floor.
A door opened and a man with a white coat appeared.
He had some papers in his hands and headed for Rory.
"Do you have any news from Logan Huntzberger?"
"Are you Miss Gilmore?" His voice was low.
"I am. Please tell me, is he okay?"
"He is okay, just very stressed out, short of sleep and dehydrated plus the extreme weather changes between the west and the east coast that was simply too much for his body."
"Can I see him?" Rory quickly interrupted.
The man smiled kindly. "Yes, he asked for you. Please follow me. But he needs to rest. We're going to keep him here for at least another one or two days."
Logan looked pale but he was awake. They had put him on a drip but that was it.
"Hey Ace." His voice was a little hoarse.
"Hey. You really scared me there!"
"I'm sorry!"
"Are you okay?" He just nodded. Rory sat down next to him on the bed. For a second she thought about brushing his hair back but she reminded herself that she might not be in the right position to do just that.
But then she nudged his arm. "Don't ever do that again!"
"You were really scared, huh?" He tried to put on a playful tone that didn't match the exhaustion on his face. His heart actually beat a mile as he saw Rory so stressed.
Maybe there was still hope for them.
"Of course I was!"
Logan managed a smile. "What I actually wanted to tell you was that…" He sighed and Rory braced herself for what there was to come. Logan didn't want to tell her. He hated his family for hurting Rory, for always ruining his life, too. "…apparently my father gave you a bad reputation."
Rory bit her lip.
She felt anger, maybe even hatred. Why couldn't they leave her alone? Why?
She looked at the floor.
"Rory…" Logan took her hand. "I am so sorry! I just found out yesterday. I knew nothing of this, but what I do know is that no matter what I'll help you out of this!"
Logan only rarely called her by her first name, so she looked into his face. His look was so sincere that Rory had no choice but to believe him.
"Logan, you owe me nothing after all that has happened…"
"I do owe you so much, Ace. My family has no right to treat you like this! Please let me help you, besides I can't watch you suffer!"
Rory took Logan's hand. He wasn't cold anymore.
Their fingers entwined.
"Ace…" Rory looked up. "I'm sorry! I should have never put any pressure on you!"
"Logan…"
"No, no, no it was my fault! I wanted so much, too much at once and I ruined it!"
Rory was silent. She stared at their entwined hands.
"You know I met your mum." This surprised Rory.
"When?"
"Some days ago. She knew you'd say no, you know."
"I think it's her fault that my impression of marriage especially at a young age is so bad."
Logan smiled lightly. "I've missed you!"
Rory looked at him, her eyes became wet. "I missed you too."
"Ace, do you think there's still a chance? For us?"
Rory shrugged. Her heart screamed yes, but her mind listed all the reasons why it wasn't a good idea.
"Let's talk about it when you're in a better shape, okay? For now you need rest anyway, according to the doctor!"
"Aye, captain!"
Rory chuckled and brushed his hair out of his face despite her earlier unease about it.
"I expect you don't want me to call your family, right? Maybe Honor?"
Logan sighed. "No, I don't want to have anything to do with them, as for Honor, I'll tell her myself when I'm better. Thank you, Ace for being here!"
She suddenly felt a little sorry for Logan as she grasped how alone he was.
"Of course! So I'll let you get some sleep now and I'll be back tomorrow!"
Logan didn't want her to leave, but they weren't there yet.
"Okay. "
"Come on Paul Anker! What's wrong with you? It is neither raining outside nor is Kirk somewhere near!" Lorelai had been trying for an hour now to get her dog out from under the sofa.
She groaned. "You silly silly dog!"
The door bell rang in that moment.
"You see, that's the dog-catcher and he isn't half as nice as I am!"
She opened the door and whispered to Luke: "You have to pretend to be the dog-catcher and you're here to get Paul Anker!"
"What?"
"Paul Anker I told you so!" There was a whine and paws on the steps. "Paul Anker, come outside immediately!" She shook her head. "That dog is incredible! Luke! What a surprise!"
"Lorelai, we have to talk!"
"Talk? Yes, talking is always good, isn't it?"
"Lorelai, please, can I come in?"
Lorelai's brain was racing for an excuse. She didn't want Luke in her house, because she didn't trust herself now that she didn't know what or who she wanted. Her luck, that the phone rang in that moment.
"Oh, the phone! I'm sorry! I'll see you around, bye!"
"Lor…" She shut the door in his face and sprinted for the phone.
"Whoever that is "I love you"!"
"Well, that is a greeting!"
"Oh, lovely daughter of mine!"
"What happened?"
"Oh nothing special you know Paul Anker punishing me, Luke wanting to talk, you know. You sound more like yourself! Do you feel better? Tell me!"
"Luke wanted to talk?"
"Oh and have you heard that grandma invited us for dinner on Friday?"
"Mum! Don't become sidetracked! What about Luke?"
"He wanted to talk."
"And?"
"And then you called."
"You didn't talk?"
"Should I have invited him in and ignore your call?"
"Yes!"
"Exactly, I couldn't have done that!"
"Oh mum…"
"Don't worry I'll think about something…when I know what I want…"
"Do you want to talk?"
"Aren't we talking?"
Rory sighed. "Okay, what about Paul Anker?"
"Kirk distressed the poor dog. I just asked him to watch him and now he doesn't want to go outside anymore."
"You shouldn't ask Kirk to watch your dog!"
"But everyone else was busy and couldn't you have told me that earlier? Anyway why did you call?"
"You've met Logan!"
"I have what?…Oh yes, I have met Logan Rory, a couple of days ago when he was on his way to…to…I don't know where he went."
"Couldn't you have told me earlier?"
"I didn't want to distress you!"
"Logan is in the hospital."
"What!?" So Rory told her mother about the incident.
"And now?" Lorelai asked.
"I don't know…You're the first to know when I have figured it out."
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