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Chapter 14:Finding Peace, Not!

"As much as Shaggy loves Velma." Jillian said. Was this some kind of riddle.

"Who?"

"Shaggy and Velma from Scooby-Doo." She said it like it meant nothing.

"So she doesn't love me?"

"What are you talking about?" She asked like I was stupid. Jillian had owl eyes. She looked at me and I could swear I heard the clinking of her eyelashes. She tilted her head like she was a dog and waited for my answer.

"Shaggy doesn't love Velma. They never got together."

"Oh you poor baby. Of course Shaggy loved Velma, he just never confessed his feelings for her. Everyone knows that." So according to Jillian, Rory still loved me. Maybe I had a chance after all. "Go to bed, you will see her tomorrow." Jillian patted my leg and walked out the door.

Rory still loved me, and I still loved her. God please, let her love me, I want a family. I sent up a silent prayer and went to bed.

*Finn's POV*

I awoke this morning having had the best night sleep. I walked down the stairs and heard gigle's coming from the dining room. I walked in there and the gigles stopped, I was wiping sleep out of my eye's, when the form of two women came into veiw. One of them was Jillian and her eyes, that faintly made her look like an owl, were pulging out. The other was also a familiar face, it was Marysol.

Marysol looked better than the last time I saw her. Her brown hair had grown longer and had natural highlites. Her eyes were still warm, she had laugh lines around her face, and she was glowing. She stood up and tried to stiffle a giggle. She was wearing brown shirt and a brown skirt with brown boots, and they all had flower patterns flowing down her sides. She was beautiful, she was my Marysol. She smiled at me and came to give me a hug. I pulled her in and enjoyed the feeling of her there. She wrapped her arms around my waist and smiled into my chest. We pulled back and I knew I was blushing.

"Hi."

"Hi." She said back. She looked amazing. Then I heard Marysol giggle again, and looked up. "Finn, your half naked in a public place." She said in a whispered tone. I looked down and saw that I was, and I was attracting attention. "Crazy old Finn." She grabbed my hand and lead me back up the stairs. She came up and started kissing me, and I fully accepted the assualt on my mouth. That was when I woke up. I was still in my room at the Inn, I never met Marysol, she was never here, I started to cry.

*Logan's POV*

I awoke around eight and was ready by eight thirty. I left the Inn by 8:45, and had two cups of coffee in my hands. I walked to the newspaper office and waited for Rory. I wondered if she would be happy to see me. I saw on the steps and started to relax. Two couples walked by, and looked at me. I started to laugh, when your a big person in a little pond, you are bound to get noticed. My thoughts wondered back to Rory again. Would she hate me, would she throw me out?

"Logan?" A shaky voice asked.

*Finn's POV*

I heard the knocking on the door but I didn'tget up. I was rocking back and forth on the floor. The door opened and she walked in.

"Your not here!" I yelled clutching my head. It was hurting badly, I had a terrible headache. I saw her closing the door and turning on the light. She walked up to me and put her hand up to my forehead.

"Finn! You have a fever." I shook my head. She wasn't here, I was a fool to believe the other 10 time, but I wasn't going to get fooled again. "Finny, your sick. Its making you delusional. Let me help you!" Marysol screamed. I tried to push her away when she stepped towards me.

"Love makes you see the wacky. Love is the reason I am sick!" Her hand froze on my arm.

"What are you talking about?"

"Love! It has made me crazy."

*Marysol's POV*

"Finn, who do you love?" Was he in love with a new girl, did he get over me that fast. I knew I loved him, I tried to ignore my feelings, but it wasnt worth it.

"Marysol! I love Marysol, figment of my imagination." He loved me, me! The doctor who left him after a day of meeting. I lift his face up and kiss him, the kiss was powerful. It was filled with emotion and longing. Long after of much kissing, air was needed. Finn had his eye's closed, his mouth hanging open, breath's coming in pants. "Your not real." His voice sounded on the brink of tears. I lifted him up to the bed, and pulled the covers over him. I kissed his forehead.

"When you get better, I will still be here." I will always be here.

*Logan's POV*

"Logan?" I looked up into a blue sky, that turned out to be Rory's eye's. I stand up quiclky and hand her the coffee.

"Yes, its me. I am so sorry what I said to you. I always wanted Logan and Emma, the night you dissapeared, the night I walked out of the room, I was going to look for Manda and break up with her. I have always loved you, and I want you back. I was so worried!" I ran to her and pulled her into a hug, she stiffened. I had been preparing on the speech since I got the letter.

"What are you doing here, Logan?" She said still stiff in my grip. I pull back and looked at her, like she was crazy.

"You sent me that letter, the one telling me you wanted me to come to the kids birthday party." I pull the letter out of my pocket and hand it to her. She was reading it for a while, when she looked back up to me, with tears in her eyes.

"Logan, I hate to tell you this, but I didn't send this letter. Logan! Oh my gosh are you okay? She yelled as I crumpled onto the floor. She didn't want me here, she didn't want me to be in our kids life, and that killed me. I knew the tears were in my eyes and down my cheeks, but I didn't care. She lifted my head to put it in her lap. She scooted beneath my head to so she was sitting down. She was petting my hair, and telling me it was going to be ok, and my eyes drooped closed. With her comforting me, and petting my hair, I calmed down in mere minutes.

"Rory, if you didn't send it, who did?" I opened my eyes and looked at her.

"Logan, I have no idea." I felt a drop of rain on my face, but it wasn't rain, it was Rory's tears. I sit up and pull her in a tight embrace. I was the one comforting her, but when I heard the cough, I turned around.

"That would be me! I sent you the letter, Logan." The familiar voice, and familiar face said. I heard Rory gasp in shock, she was as shocked as I was, as we reconized our friend.

*Finn's POV*

I awoke to the sound of an opening or the closing of the door. As I heard footsteps approaching me I went with the idea that it was the sound of a closing door. She walked over and put her hand to my forehead.

"Your fever's down, thank the heavens." She let a breath out.

"Why are you here Marysol?" I heard chuckling from her.

"So I'm not a figment of your imagination?" I groan.

"Did I really say that?" I groaned even louder as I saw her shaking her head yes. I got up the bed and pulled the blanket closer. I was wearing only my boxer's. "What happened to my clothes?"

"They stunk, and I couldn't find clean ones. So you were left in your boxers." She shrugged her shoulders like it was a natural occurence. She tried to get up, but my hand snaked her arm.

"Marysol, why are you here?" I ask in a stern voice. I needed to know. "How did you know I was here?"

"Jillian. she is a blubber mouth just like you. Thats probably why I became friends with her. She called me this morning saying Logan was here and with him a hot austrailian, that fits the guy I was in love with perfectly, like a puzzle peice. She said she wanted me to know, and I am glad she did. For all I know if I hadn't come you could be dead." She used to love me!

"If you loved me why did you leave?" She sighed and grabbed my hand.

"I left for Rory, but you were the one who didn't call me back." She said. Call her back, she never called me.

"Marysol what are you talking about, you never called me." With saying this she turned around with a shocked expression.

"I called you the next day! My ex work called me saying you were looking for me, and I called you. I thought since you were looking for me, that you wanted to give us a chance. I told you where we were,and to come and get us. When you didn't call back I thought you didn't care enough for me, that you didn't like me. You didn't get it?" She said, hoping that I didn't get the message.

"Love if I had gotten a call from you I would've been here the same day. I wanted to give us a chance." I pull her hands in mine. "I want you, Marysol, I have been in love with you since the day in the hospital. I was afraid because I had just met you, but when you left, my feelings appeared and I wasn't scared." I give her a kiss and she gladly accepts it.

"Finn?" She says as she pulls back. "I knew I called you, but you didn't get it. The question is why didn't you recieve the message?"

"Because I deleted it." Somebody said. Me and Marysol jump off the bed and looks at the intruder. It was a very familiar face, a face I hadn't seen in awhile.