AN: Thanks so much for reading & reviewing you guys!Ok, so this is the last real chapter.To be honest, I don't like this chapter, but it was needed to set up the endings. There will be an alternate ending! They should both be up by tomorrow night. Oh, and thanks to both Ally & Rikki for reading over the chapter!

PhotoboothRomance: As I've said, there will be an alt. ending. I see no problem with that. If that annoy's you all I can suggest is don't read it. Also, I write mostly by just sitting at the computer and typing. That's how I come up with ideas. If you don't like the way I write, well that's your problem, not mine. Sorry if this sounds harsh, but having read many reviews by you to myself and other writers, I felt that someone needed to say it.


Chapter 9

They were silent the entire walk to the restaurant. Logan took her to the place he had lunch with Colin and Finn the day before. When he ordered he thought of Rory. Logan was grateful he would get to share a meal with her here, knowing she would love it.

When they arrived at the restaurant he slipped the hostess a bill and they were quickly seated, with Rory glaring at him.

"Drinks?" The waitress asked them.

"Will be needed." Logan muttered under his breath, noticing Rory's chilly behavior.

Rory glared at him before ordering a margarita.

Once the waitress left she looked at him.

"So…" She started, looking across the booth at him.

"So…" He replied, looking back at her.

"What are we doing here, Logan?"

"I fucked up, Rory. I know that."

"Yes, you did." She replied honestly.

"But you've got to believe me, I never thought I was really cheating on you. Please, please believe me." Logan pleaded, reaching for her hand and encasing it in his.

Rory sighed, taking her hand away as the waitress brought their drinks. They ordered and the waitress left them alone to talk.

"It doesn't matter what I believe at the moment, what matters is that you were with other women when we were apart." She told him, staring at her drink.

"And you are with Tristan. To me, we're not broken up, but to you, we are. How is that different?" He asked her, shaking his head.

"It's different because I told you we're broken up! You didn't even have the courtesy to break up with me!"

"Rory, you are my first relationship. How was I supposed to know how this whole taking a break thing works? How?"

"It doesn't take a genius." She commented, taking a drink.

Logan leaned back, looking at her. "Tell me you don't still love me. Honestly tell me that, and I'll leave you alone."

Rory paused, biting her lip. This was it. All she had to do was tell him, and then he would leave her alone. But was she really ready to close the Logan part of her life for good? "It's not that simple." She finally whispered, refusing to meet him eyes.

Logan leaned forward, capturing her face gently in his hands, holding her gaze to meet his. "Are you still in love with me? If not, tell me, and I'll be gone."

Rory bit her lip, willing herself to say something, anything. "I-I, I can't. I can't do this right now."

His voice was firm. "Tell me you don't love me, Rory. Ace, just say it and I'm out of here on the next plane with Finn and Colin."

She needed to say it. Everything would be so easy if she could just tell him she didn't love him anymore. But was that really true? Had she honestly given herself a chance to sort through her feelings?

"Tell me that spending time with me at the Vineyard, those feelings, they're gone. Tell me you don't want to come home from a long day at YDN dealing with Bill and Paris to have me massage your feet and listen to you complain about A.K.'s latest article." He continued, still holding her face gently in his hands, rubbing his thumb along the side.

Sure, she was confused, but in all her lies, anger, and confusion, she knew that unfortunately she couldn't lie to him like that. She knew she still loved him, at least in some capacity. But was it worth still being with him? Damn him to hell. She came here to Mexico to forget him. To get over him. Now, instead of getting over him, she was left with an even bigger mess. She also cared about Tristan, but was it enough to start a relationship?

"I need… I need to think. I need some time. To deal. Just, to figure things out on my own. Without you, without Tristan. Just me. Can you give me that?"

Logan nodded. "I can give you time, Ace."

Their food arrived at that moment, halting their conversation. Rory was grateful not to have to talk anymore. She needed to figure everything out, and she knew she needed to do it alone. She needed to decide if she could forgive Logan, and she needed to decide if she wanted more than a week of fun from Tristan.

-GG-

Rory arrived back at the suite surprised to see Louise there. As soon as Louise saw Rory, she put down the magazine she had been flipping through and looked pointedly at Rory.

"Well?" She asked, crossing her arms and getting comfortable.

"Well what?" Rory asked, grabbing two bottles of water and handing one to Louise as she sat next to her.

"I heard all about your date with Logan from Finn. So tell me all the details!"

Rory sighed, leaning back on the sofa. "I'm just… confused."

"About?"

"Everything! I mean, Tristan's all upset, and-"

Louise's jaw dropped in shock. "Hold on!" She looked at Rory in anticipation. "Tristan's upset? Over Logan? You told him? Details! Now!" Louise was now wide eyed, practically bouncing in her seat from excitement. The girl loved drama.

Rory rolled her eyes before explaining the events of the past few hours to Louise. The blonde looked like she was in heaven with all the drama.

"God, this is even better than a soap opera." She finally muttered, once Rory was done explaining the events.

"Gee, thanks. Really. God, what are you, my mother? I swear, she's enjoying this way too much, and obviously, you are too!"

It was lost cause. That she was sure of. Between Louise and Lorelai, Rory didn't have a chance. The two were getting an extreme kick out of watching "Mary" having such large boy issues.

"Well, duh!" Louise got up, grabbing for some ice cream. She brought a container of chocolate fudge brownie and two spoons over.

"The question is what are you going to do?"

Rory sighed. "I don't know. Tristan is great, he cares for me, and he would never hurt me. I'm finally seeing Tristan, the real him, the one he never let me see in Chilton. And I really, really like this Tristan… but I've been with Logan for a while. Can I really just throw that all away?"

Louise shrugged. "I don't know. Only you do. But I suggest you figure out what you want soon, because it's not fair to keep stringing them both along."

"I'm not-"

Louise shot Rory a glare. "Whether you realize it or not, you're stringing them both along, and it's not fair to either Logan or Tristan."

Rory sighed, putting her spoon down. She got up and headed for the door.

"Where are you going?"

Rory looked back at Louise. "I don't know. Maybe a walk on the beach will help me clear my head."