So, this is the next chapter. I think it is not my best, but well, I hope you can still enjoy it^^

Both of them fell asleep on the couch.

There wasn't much space, but Rory felt really comfortable waking up in Logan's arms. He nuzzled her neck and she closed her eyes again. It was very quiet and Rory snuggled deeper into Logan's embrace. She smiled to herself however she quickly drove the thought away that it could be like this forever. She was afraid that if she thought about it too much, it could never become true and go away again. Then again did she really want this? Forever? That was a long time…

Logan breathed noisily into her neck.

Suddenly she was wide awake.

"Oh no! The time!" She said jumping to her feet.

"Ace?" Logan frowned at first before he rubbed his face trying to wake up.

"What time is it?" Rory ran frantically around the room trying to find a watch. The one on her kitchen counter showed her that she had only an hour left. "I have only an hour before I have to go to work!"

Logan watched her trying to find some clean clothes. He lay back down onto the couch with a huff. This was too much drama for him after such a good night's sleep. In fact this had been the first night in weeks that he had slept through and after which he felt completely rested. As he was lying there staring at the ceiling he wondered where this was or could be leading.

There was water running in the bathroom, so Logan decided to make coffee first, before he started to read too much into this. It was just the beginning…

"Coffee?" He offered as Rory stepped out of the bathroom decently dressed after only 15 minutes.

"You made coffee!" She exclaimed in a high playful voice.

"I figured this might be a good start to win your heart back!" Rory grinned, thinking that it was not her heart he had to convince.

"It's definitely a good start."

"Then let me take you out tonight before I have to leave again tomorrow!" Logan leaned down onto the kitchen counter with his forearms and watched Rory. She also supported her body with her elbows so they were opposite to each other, each of them on one side of the counter.

Her head was on the same level as his as she squinted at him:

"Hm…"

"Is that a yes?" He smirked.

"I am still thinking."

"About what? There will be food, maybe a movie, very good company…" He stepped back and motioned to his body with a flourish of his hands.

"Hm…"

"Come on, Ace!" His tone implied the 'You can't say no to this, can you?'. However, Rory still didn't reply, she just kept staring looking amused. "Please!?"

"Okay. But now I have to go! Thanks for the coffee. You can stay as long as you want to, but please don't faint, I am not sure if my neighbours will call an ambulance after they have raided your pockets."

"Okay this is officially the worst place you have ever lived in! Worse than the place you shared with Paris this once off campus!"

"Don't say that!" Rory complained. "The mould in the corners went so well with the walls! It really was the most artistic flat I have lived in, plus the cultural highlights we were to witness every day."

"You mean the scary criminals in front of the entrance?"

"No, I mean our talented, eloquent Doo-Wop Group!"

"Oh, I won't even start on them!" Logan replied.

The sun was beating down on the beach at the west coast. It was not at all comparable to the foggy east coast these days. Anyway, not everyone loves the sun, some might prefer a sunny disposition surrounded by cold cloudy weather than sunny weather with not as much as a vacuum on the inside.

As Logan had a look at the caller ID he already knew what was coming:

"My dear friend, you didn't even say a proper good bye, I am awfully disappointed! Does our friendship mean nothing to you?"

Logan had just showered. His hair was wet and dishevelled. Right now he was lounging on his couch in a plain t-shirt and jogging pants while he was checking his mails.

"Finn, calm down. I am sorry too mate, but I had more important matters to discuss last night."

"More important than Colin and me? Geez, wonder what that could be?"

Logan chuckled. "So, does that mean you're coming back to the cold east coast soon?"

Logan smirked and a picture of Rory flashed through his mind.

"Looks like it!"

"I knew you were perfect for each other the moment you stole the yacht!"

"Buddy, that's ages ago! And not even a compliment!"

"Bonnie and Clyde all the way, love!" He was silent for a moment then added. "You do want her, don't you?"

Logan thought before he answered. "Yeah…Finn, I still think that she is it! I thought I could never forgive her and that it would never ever be the same again, but these last days were just incredible."

"That's good to hear. You sure it'll last this time?"

"I am not going to propose to her if you think that."

"Just concerned about your well being, I didn't forget what happened… But anyway I take it last night went well?" Finn quickly changed the subject.

"Yes, very well…Finn, what do you want?"

"Just checking on my chances."

"On Rory? Forget it, buddy!"

Sunday afternoon Rory was on her way to Star's Hollow to see how her mum was doing. The morning as Logan had flown back to California she had felt quite melancholic and truth was that she already missed him. They hadn't talked about their next meeting, just that they'd see each other soon. But what was soon?

"Hey mum!" Rory kissed her mother's cheek as she entered her mother's house.

"Hey honey! You made it!"

"I made it!"

"But you're late."

"I am late?"

"You are late!"

"For what? I am not late!"

"Godot would be proud of you!"

"Godot? Are we talking about Samuel Beckett now?" Rory frowned at her mother who behaved a little upset. She sensed immediately that something was wrong as Lorelai just sat down again on her couch and started cradling Paul Anker.

"Mum? Is everything okay?" Lorelai just stared at the wall in front of her. Before Rory could say anything else, it knocked on the door. She opened and squealed:

"Lane!"

"Rory!" The two girls hugged and laughed. They hadn't seen each other on ages, which surely were some ages too long.

"No, I was mistaken Lane is late!" Lorelai said to no one in particular.

Lane looked at Rory. "Is she okay?"

"I am not sure…Mum, what's the matter?" Rory asked louder while the two girls stepped next to the couch.

"Everyone is always late. Too late! Why? Don't they have a watch?"

"Oh no! This is about Dad and Luke, right?"

Lorelai sniffed. "No, I don't want to talk about it… well, I do want to talk about it…I don't know what I want!"

"She and Luke aren't talking." Lane whispered. "She hasn't been to the diner for days."

"Okay, I am making coffee, pick out some DVD's and Lane you get food!"

"Aye sir!"

Only a little more than half an hour later were they sitting on the couch munching Chinese and Italian food and watching the Wizard of Oz.

"I love Luke, he is perfect, but I also waited so long for Christopher to come around! Luke made no move! Why?" Lorelai announced her thoughts and worries loud enough for everyone to hear, but she didn't really expect an answer. She needed to hear her thoughts out loud. She wanted to make up her mind for herself at first before she would want to hear what everyone else had to say about it.

At the end of the movie Lorelai had fallen asleep on the couch. The exhaustion was finally weighing her down.

The girls turned off the lights and went to talk in private in Rory's room.

"So, what about you and Logan?"

"Lane, it's unbelievable! It almost feels like before, like all the nasty things hadn't happened and I think I really love him!"

"That's good to hear! But are you officially back together or something?"

"No no, we are not. It's just…we are getting closer again and…I don't know."

"I see." Lane nodded. "But how is this going on? I mean is he going to move back or something?"

"He is thinking about it, but I feel kind of bad. You know I turned him down and then he helped me, now we are kind of getting back together and he is moving back and… you know what I mean? It is all happening so fast! Maybe too fast!"

"I get the hunch. But do you feel scared?"

"Yes, a little bit, but not as much as I thought I would."

"Rory, I think he really does love you, you love him even though he was really really horrible. He did change, didn't he?"

"He said so." Lane threw Rory a look. "Oh no Lane don't look at me like that. I do trust him."

The young blond woman let the hand with the letter sink.

She took a deep breath and nibbled at the bottom of her lip. She looked again at the invitation.

"Mummy, I am hungry!"

She smiled at her child. "I'll make you something in a minute." She watched him smile.

There was no more stalling. The truth had to come out eventually. So better now than later.

"Honey, would you like to get to know your grandma?"

The child beamed.

Thanks so much for reading!

Now to everyone who is interested here is a little background info:

So, I mentioned Samuel Beckett, who was a playwright. He wrote Waiting for Godot amongst other things.
It's a short play (2 acts) in which two people are waiting on Mr Godot who never appears.
The acts have basically the same plot at the end of each act a little boy tells them that Mr Godot wasn't coming today.