Author's Note: Thank you for the reviews… Sorry for the lack of updates… I was a little derailed for awhile… Anyway, here is the next chapter… By the way, I am rectifying the whole Grey's Anatomy cast in Porto Rico situation. They will be in Seattle Washington… and so will Logan :)

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Chapter 7

Let Me Go

Six months later…

"Rory, come back here!" Lorelai cried, chasing her daughter up the steps. She couldn't believe this was happening. She had thought they were making progress! Now, her daughter was running away from her.

"No!" Rory cried, stumbling over a step. Lorelai forced herself to catch up with Rory and when she did she grasped on to her wrist. Rory turned around and glared at her with fierce eyes. "Let me go!" She barked. Lorelai shook her head.

"You can't do this!" Rory ripped her hand away from her.

"Watch me!" Rory pushed past her mother and started walking down the stairs. Lorelai followed close behind her. Rory made her way over to the front door and put her hand on the doorknob.

"Rory, how long?" Lorelai asked desperately. Rory sighed and turned around. Her expression had softened, but she didn't look any happier. She looked almost ashamed.

"Six months," she mumbled. Lorelai's jaw dropped.

"Six months, Rory, you've been seeing this man for six months?!" Rory's face became fierce again.

"Yes, I've been seeing James for six months!" Rory stood in front of her mother and crossed her arms over her chest. Lorelai couldn't believe how ridiculous she was being.

"And you never told me?" She asked in disbelief.

"That's right."

"Why?"

"Because I knew you would act like this!"

"Damn right I'm acting like this," Lorelai cried, "He's thirty five, he's almost as old as I am."

"Key word, almost!" Rory spat bitterly.

"And now you're moving in with him!" Lorelai cried, ignoring the not so subtle jab at her age.

"That's right!"

"Again, I ask why?" Rory sighed and looked down at the ground. She shifted uncomfortably in her spot.

"Because… He loves me…" she mumbled. Lorelai blinked.

"I can not believe I'm hearing this. Rory you do not love him!"

"He loves me, he needs me." Lorelai couldn't believe the words that were coming from her daughter's mouth. She gave her a disgusted look. Rory quickly caught it and looked down at the ground again. "Its fine, I don't need you to approve," she said inconvincibly. Lorelai sighed.

"Do you love him?" Rory didn't answer. Lorelai didn't need her to say anything. She knew the truth.

"That's what I thought," Lorelai said softly, "You're throwing your life away!"

"I am not!"
"Why do you keep doing this? Why do you keep destroying your life? It wasn't your fault Rory, so stop killing yourself over it."

"What wasn't my fault?" Rory asked in a shaky voice.

"Logan dying!" Lorelai cringed. She regretted the words as soon as they escaped from her lips. She looked over at Rory who was fuming with anger. She didn't say anything though. She just turned around and slammed the door behind her. Lorelai sighed and sat down on the steps. She wasn't going after her. She couldn't say anything to make it better anyway… God, she was so sick of not being able to say anything to make her daughter feel better.

Rory pulled into the parking lot of Cedar Hill Cemetery. She got out slowly and entered through the black steel gates. She walked through the rows of tomb stones solemnly until she found the one she was looking for. She sat down on the plot of land in front of his grave and sighed.

She reached out her hand and touched the cool granite. Her fingers traced over the engraving: 'Logan Elias Huntzberger; beloved son, brother, and friend.' She shook her head and closed her eyes, trying to feel Logan's presence. She opened her eyes and sighed, nothing. She didn't know why she had come here. She guessed she had come looking for answers. She should have known better. Nothing here reminded her of her Logan. His body wasn't even burred her. All she was doing was staring at a rock with his name on it.

She had come here hoping to gain some clarity on her current situation. James, her… boyfriend, had just asked her to move in with him and she had no idea what she was going to say to him. She didn't love him, but he loved her. If she was unable to love, at least she would be able to let someone else love her. The trouble was, being with James made her feel like she was cheating on Logan. She didn't know why, Logan was dead. You couldn't date a dead person. And that's when it hit her. Logan wasn't her boyfriend anymore and she wasn't his girlfriend.

She got up slowly and pulled a cell phone out of her coat pocket. She dialed a familiar number and frowned slightly.

"Hello," said a baritone voice on the other end.

"Hello, James?" Rory quipped brightly.

"Speaking," said the voice.

"I was thinking about what we were talking about earlier…"

"And…." Rory hesitated, what if she was making a huge mistake by moving in with a man she neither loved nor knew very well. She briefly glanced down at Logan's 'grave' and her heart leapt. She needed to take this step if she was ever going to forget about him.

"I'd love to move in with you." James chuckled on the other end. Somehow, this made Rory have an uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach.

"Come on over and we'll start preparing," he said huskily. Rory nodded and then realized he wouldn't be able to see her gesture over the phone.

"Okay." She shut her phone and bit her lip. With one more glance at Logan's tombstone, she vacated the cemetery. She was ready to forget about the past. She was ready to forget about Logan Huntzberger.

"I don't want to hear it!" Dr. Bailey cried. Dr. Shepherd shook his head.

"Bailey, you can't just relocate your patient to the hospital you're moving to!" Dr. Shepherd cried. Dr. Bailey put her hands on her hips.

"And why not?"

"Because…. I don't know why, but it's unheard of!"

"But not forbidden!"

"Dr. Bailey, think about what you're doing," Dr. Burke rationed. Dr. Bailey shook her head stubbornly and smiled.

"Doctors, I am taking this comatose patient with me to Seattle Grace Hospital. He is my patient. I have been his doctor for a year and a half and if he ever comes out of this coma he deserves to have someone who has been here for the entire run explain to him what has happened."

"But-" Dr. Shepherd protested. Dr. Bailey waved him off.

"No buts, I'm taking him." Dr. Burke sighed.

"We're leaving for Seattle Grace in the morning. You'd better get the paper work filled out." Dr. Burke turned around to leave and Dr. Shepherd stared at him in awe.

"You can't be serious!"

"I'm always serious Derrek." Dr. Burke left and Dr. Shepherd gapped at Dr. Bailey. She smiled smugly.

"He's my patient."

"I know, geeze!" Dr. Bailey nodded and left the room as well. Dr. Shepherd stood in the room confused. He scratched his head and sighed.

"I sure as hell home Seattle Grace isn't as confusing as this place is…" He mumbled to himself.