Logan looked up when he heard his name called. "You made bail kid." the guard told him as he led him out of the cell.
Logan's heart jumped. Had Rory changed her mind? And sure enough there she was. She looked pale, tired and still angry, but she was there.
Logan's head was pounding, making him regret all the drinking and the fighting. His lip was cut where his dad's fist had connected and one eye was beginning to swell.
Rory didn't even say a word to him as they walked out to the car. He wanted to apologize but knew that anything he said would just provoke a tirade.
As they drove back to the apartment she finally looked at him. "Okay so you want to explain?" Before Logan could speak she continued. "Because you know I would really like to know where you were today, why you smell like alcohol, why you were in a fight, why a cab driver came to my door with an enormous bill, why I had to drive back to Stars Hollow and beg Luke to loan me some money. I really hope you have a good explanation, because I can't wait to hear it."
"Rory I'm really sorry. I just got a lot of phone calls today from every place I applied to and every single one was a rejection because of my criminal record."
"So you decided to make it a little more impressive?"
Logan clenched his teeth in anger.
"I didn't know what to do so I went and got drunk. And then I went to see Mitchum and he threw me out of the yard. So I went to see my mom and she took a swing at me, and thats when I went to see my dad."
Rory slightly regretted being so harsh towards Logan but she was still angry.
"You can't handle things like that anymore Logan!" she yelled, exasperated. "You can't just go and drink because things didn't go your way. Nobody is going to be able to help you out of this if you have to go to jail."
Logan nodded wearily. "Can we talk about this tomorrow?" he asked.
"Fine." said Rory, parking the car. They got out and went upstairs without a word.
Rory grabbed a blanket from the bed and lay on the couch, leaving the bed for Logan. He marched into the room and shut the door, not wanting to talk to Rory anymore tonight. He realized that he had never even thanked her for coming to get him and bailing him out. He regretted that she had to borrow money to help him out, especially because right now he had no prospects of paying her back.
Logan lay in bed a long time, unable to sleep despite how tired he was. Finally he got up and started getting his things together. He didn't want to stay here anymore and cause more trouble for Rory. He opened the bedroom door quietly, hoping to be able to sneak past Rory.
He made it halfway through the room when Rory sat up. "What are you doing?" she asked accusingly.
She saw the bag in his hands.
"Typical." was all she said.
"What is?" asked Logan.
"It's typical of you to just leave. Things get tough and you are gone."
"I'm trying to save you the trouble of helping me out." Logan said indignantly.
"Well thanks then." Rory said sarcastically. "You know that is so like you. You do these things and then you blame me, or say its for my good. You bailed on our relationship before without even telling me because you freaked out or something and now you are leaving again because things are hard."
"You don't need all of this." Logan protested.
"I was there, I came to the police station to get you. It was my choice, I didn't have to go. Things got hard but I was there for you. I didn't like it, and I'm certainly not your biggest fan right now but I'm not going to just give up on us because something happened that I didn't like. But you, for you its so much easier to just walk away, forget about it, find someone else. Did you meet someone at the bar or something?"
"No Rory. I was just leaving because you deserve better than this."
"Logan you are what I want, but only if you are committed enough to stick with me. So if you aren't sure, leave because I don't want you here. I don't want to have to guess every day if you are going to be here, or leave a note or if you are just going to take off because you don't feel like being with me that day."
Logan, not sure what to say, dropped his bag and caught hold of Rory, pressing his lips against her until he felt her relax against him.
"Trust me Rory, I want to be with you. I just don't want to cause you that much trouble or make things harder for you."
"Logan we are in this together, okay?"
And they held each other, just standing there leaning on each other for support and comfort.