OMG, I am sooooooooooooooo sorry! I didn't even realize how long it had been since I updated. I feel horrible about this. I had major writers block and just didn't feel like writing, plus my evil laptop finally succumbed to the dark side and died. I really appreciate all of the reviews from the last chapter and all of the good luck wishes for my exams, they worked well I scored well on them. Here's the next chapter, it isn't long, but it's the best I could do with overcoming writers block. Oh, and for all the readers of Timing, unfortunately I think im going to delete that story. I no longer want to write it and its become a chore to even attempt to write. I will try and get another Trory up soon. Anyways, here's the next chapter, hope you like it.
The three were standing on the tarmac waiting for the plane to land. Rory was leaning against Logan's chest with her arms around his waist while he rubbed her back to soothe her.
As the plane door opened and their parents appeared, Rory put her "society" smile on. She didn't want her parents to know that she didn't want them home.
Lorelai, Chris, Shira, Mitchum, Elizabeth, and James walked over to their children, all of them were happy to be home. As they got closer they saw that something was wrong, all three of the kids had their society smiles on, the smiles which only family and the other two teens could see through.
Lorelai's eyes went instantly to her daughter; she was shocked that Rory was clinging to Logan. Usually Rory ran to her when the plane landed. When she looked closely, she could see the tear stains on Rory's cheeks that were almost perfectly concealed by her makeup.
The other five parents noticed Rory's unusual behavior as well. Shira looked into her son's eyes, and saw that they were filled with resentment.
When they finally reached their children, no one knew what to say. Tristan finally broke the silence, "welcome home guys. I'm sure your exhausted why don't we get going?"
Lorelai turned to Rory, "you ready to go home Rory?"
Rory looked up at her mother, "home?"
"yes home, you know that place where you've lived for 17 years?"
Rory's eyes went cold, "that's not my home…"
The words echoed through the silence, stinging everyone's ears. Lorelai looked like someone had just punched her in the stomach; her daughter didn't want to go with her to the home she worked so hard to create. Christopher put his arm around Lorelai's waist to comfort her, and they both watched as tears rolled down their daughter's cheeks.
Logan took Rory into his arms and whispered soothing words into her ear; he hated seeing the girl he loved in this much pain and he knew there wasn't a damn thing he could do about it. He took Rory's hand in his and gave it a gentle squeeze, letting her know that everything would be alright.
Shira and Mitchum Huntzburger watched their son take Rory, the girl they loved like their own child, into his arms. It was quite obvious to them that the two teenagers had finally realized what the others had known for years, that they were in love with each other. All of the adults knew that it was only a matter of time until something resulted in this life changing realization, after all, Rory and Logan were perfect for each other.
Lorelai finally regained her voice and broke the silence that had settled on the group; her eyes filled with anger and went straight to Rory and Logan, "Not your home? Not your home! If that isn't your home then I'd sure as hell like to know what is!"
Rory lifted her head from Logan's chest and met her mother's steely gaze. She said nothing, knowing that her mother was going to continue speaking.
"Your father and I worked so hard to make sure that your childhood had everything ours hadn't; caring parents, warmth, love, friends, freedom. We gave you everything you could ever want or need and more, you wanted for nothing!" Lorelai paused, her voice started breaking, the tears became evident as she continued, "And now you have the nerve to say that it isn't your home. What did I do, what did we do, to drive you away from us."
Rory closed her eyes and let her mothers words sink in, she let the hurt that she had caused her parents sink in and meld with the pain she was feeling. She struggled to find the words she needed. "You…you let me fall in love," she moved her hand to Logan's chest, "and get used to being with Logan all day, every day for a month. Our lives fused together and now, I don't want to be away from him."
When Rory moved her hand to Logan's chest, a ray of sunlight hit the ring he had given her and the jewel glinted in the afternoon sun. And then they saw it. They saw that Logan and Rory were fighting so hard not to break down as the life they had created over the past month was torn apart; Lorelai and Chris saw the anguish in their daughter's face and the love in Logan's. Lorelai realized that, as much as Rory's words had hurt, Rory was speaking out of pain and heartbreak and that she didn't mean them.
The limo that was meant to take them home pulled up behind Logan's convertible, signaling that the group needed to move on. The Hayden's watched as Logan led Rory to the car and heard her whisper to him through her tears, "take me home…"
Logan looked at Tristan, who nodded, knowing that the two needed to be alone. He climbed into the driver's seat, started the car, and drove off towards home.
Tristan turned to his parents and motioned to the limo. It was time for an explanation and he didn't want to give it in public. Plus, he needed a drink.
After the bags were loaded and everyone had climbed inside the limo, Tristan looked around at the six adults who meant the world to him and said, "You've missed out on quite a month…"
Logan pulled into his long driveway and parked the car in the garage. He looked over at Rory and contemplated how to get her into his bedroom without waking her up, she had fallen asleep as soon as the hit the highway. He got out of the car, walked up to the side of the house, and opened the secret entrance to his room that Rory always used. It was the fastest and most inconspicuous way of getting into the house. Logan propped open all of the doors that he would have to go through and then headed back down to the car.
He gently lifted his sleeping girlfriend out of the seat and took her into his arms. Logan carefully carried her into the house, kicking each door closed as he went through it, ensuring that no one could follow them. He laid her down on his bed, their bed, and looked at her beautiful face. She was everything he could have ever hoped for in a girlfriend and more. She was his angel.
Logan heard a car door slam, signaling that his parents were home. He quietly went downstairs to the main part of his room and quickly locked the door that linked his room to the main part of the house. He and Rory needed to be alone, to savor what would most likely be their last night together, his last night with his angel.
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