Her First Love
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And the Tables are Turned
"Are you ready Ace?"
Rory was just emerging from her last class of the day when Logan's voice reached her ears. She turned around to see Logan, Colin, and Finn heading toward her.
"Ready for what?" she asked as Logan wrapped his arms around her waist and she fell into step with the three guys.
"The Harvard/Yale game!" Finn exclaimed.
"Harvard is going down this year," Colin stated with an evil glint in his eye.
"The Life and Death Brigade has a huge party."
"Of course, no one knows we're the Life and Death brigade," Colin interrupted Logan.
"So basically you all get drunk and watch football?" Rory presumed.
"Don't be so cynical, Love," Finn said.
"It's a catered event," Colin insisted.
"Am I going?" Rory asked.
"Of course you're going. You're a founder, it's expected of you," Finn told her.
"I don't like sports," Rory told them.
"This isn't about a sport," Finn said in a dismissive tone.
"But isn't it a football-."
"This is about beating Harvard into the ground!" Finn exclaimed with vigor.
The surrounding students cheered at Finn's proclamation and Rory rolled her eyes as Logan laughed.
"I think my grandparents are going," Rory said.
"Of course they are they're alumni." Colin replied.
"Are you going to dinner tonight?" asked Logan as they approached her dorm.
"But of course."
Rory and the guys walked into the common room to find Paris sitting on the couch looking freaked out.
"Hey Paris," Rory greeted her cautiously.
"Hi,"
Rory knew something was wrong when Paris didn't threaten Finn.
"Are you okay?"
"Jamie is in there," she motioned to her room. "He came to see me for the weekend. He's sick."
"So?" Colin asked.
"Sick people freak her out," Rory informed him.
"Aren't you premed?" Colin asked.
Paris stood up, "You know, I'm really getting tired of people pointing that out," she said defensively. Paris walked over to the front door, "Oh, by the way, your grandmother called. She wanted me to tell you that your Dad's coming to dinner tonight." Paris opened the door and left the dorm, slamming the door behind her.
Rory threw her books onto the couch, "I'm so glad my Dad is coming to dinner. I don't think I could take another night of silent treatment from Mom."
"You mean your Mom has been going to dinner?" asked Finn.
"Yeah, sometimes she'll bring Luke and he doesn't talk to me either. On the times that Luke doesn't come she spends that whole night talking to Francine and when the Hayden's don't come she talks to Emily. I guess she was wrong when she said she could never hate anyone as much as Emily Gilmore." Rory's voice was on edge as she tried not to look affected by her mother's hostility.
"What time will you be back?" asked Finn.
"Around nine thirty; meet you guys at the pub?"
"See you then Reporter Girl," Colin said as he and Finn left her dorm.
As soon as they left Logan pulled her into a passionate kiss. "Are you going to be okay?" he asked her when the two of them broke away.
Rory leaned in for another kiss and, when she pulled back, rested her forehead against Logan's.
"How mad do you think my grandmother would be if I failed to show up for dinner?" she asked him seriously.
Logan laughed, "More mad then your Mom when you fell asleep at my place."
"Is that even possible?" she asked in mock astonishment.
"Don't go to dinner and find out," he said before leaning in to kiss her again.
She kissed him back and surprised him by taking the initiative and sliding her tongue into his mouth. Logan broke away, "I need to go," he said with a groan.
"Why?" she asked coyly before trailing kisses down the side of his neck.
"Because if I don't you're going to be very late for dinner," he answered with dark eyes. He leaned into her so that his mouth was near her ear. "Don't go to the pub after dinner tonight. Call me when you're close and I'll meet you here," he whispered.
"Okay," Rory was smiling.
When Rory pulled up in front of her grandparents' house she could see her father, mother, and Luke standing in the doorway. Rory had no doubt that her mother was spouting off words to prolong the inevitable: entering her mother's house.
Rory got out of her car and stood behind her father.
"Hey Rory," Chris greeted her with a smile.
"Hi Dad," Rory hugged her father.
Lorelai made no movement to greet Rory and neither did Luke, although Rory noticed the diner owner looked extremely uncomfortable. She didn't know if she was just trying to piss her mother off or was tired of standing out in the cold, but Rory reached past Lorelai and rang the doorbell.
Lorelai rolled her eyes just as Emily opened the door. "Honesty Lorelai, is it really too much to ask to have dinner with your mother without your patented eye roll?" Emily asked in an annoyed fashion as she pulled the door back to let them all into the foyer.
"Luke, how is that diner of yours?" Emily asked as they made their way into the living room to join Richard.
"Oh, it's been good. Business has been pretty steady," Luke looked even more uncomfortable.
"Well that's nice." Emily turned her attention to Christopher, "Christopher, how are you?"
From where Rory was sitting, which was across from her mother and Luke, she could see something from her mother's hand catch the light. Then, she noticed a band on her mother's ring finger.
"I'm fine Emily. Business has been great," Chris answered dutifully. He had started his own law firm a few years ago and had loved not having to work with his father. After all, he had graduated at the top of his class from Yale.
Rory kept her eyes on her mother's left hand and couldn't help but notice they there was a similar one on Luke's finger, just with no diamond; and then it hit her: Luke was now officially her stepfather. Her mother had gotten married and hadn't bothered to tell her.
Rory tore her gaze from her mother's hand and looked to find Lorelai staring back at her. Lorelai's eyes had softened as she realized that Rory noticed the gold band adorning her ring finger. She saw her daughter's eyes fill with tears and instantly regretted wearing the piece of jewelry on that particular finger.
"Um, sorry to interrupt, but could you excuse me for a minute?" Rory tried to keep her voice steady as she interrupted her grandfather.
Not waiting for an answer, Rory headed for the bathroom. As soon as she reached her destination she pulled her cell out of her bag, hit the button that would automatically dial Logan's number and prayed like hell that he would answer.
"Ace?" Logan asked in a confused voice. He hadn't expected to hear from her for another hour or two.
"Could you call me back in five minutes?" she asked him.
"Are you okay?" His voice was full of worry.
"Could you just call me?" she asked a little more harshly then she meant to.
"Yeah, of course," he replied.
"Thanks. Just so you know, I'll be back sooner than expected."
She hung up her phone and went back to join her family.
"So then I say to Tweeny that there was no way her granddaughter would be able to be escorted by that thing at the debutante ball, and I swear she looked relieved. Of course, I would be to if Rory was gallivanting around with someone like that," Emily finished as Rory took her seat next to her father.
"Yes, because her current choice is picture perfect," Lorelai muttered, hoping to bait Rory. However, Lorelai instantly regretted her comment when she saw the heartbroken look on her daughter's face. Rory's eyes were full with tears to the point where it was noticeable.
"Rory, what's wrong?" asked Christopher.
A ring came from Rory's purse and she answered her phone instead of her father.
"Hey Logan."
"Rory, what's wrong?" asked Logan, who could tell from her voice that her eyes were full of tears. "Why are you crying?"
"Oh, my god is he okay?" Rory feigned concern.
"The question is are you okay?" Logan retorted.
"I'll be right there," Rory said into her phone.
"Wait for me, I don't want you driving," Logan told her before hanging up.
"Is everything alright?" Emily asked.
"No, actually, I have to go. I'm really sorry," she said before kissing her grandparents on the cheek and quickly hugging her father goodbye. "I'll see you three tomorrow."
"What's wrong?" asked Richard.
For the first time that night, Rory looked Lorelai directly in the eye, "Everything," she replied quietly yet steadily.
Speed walking, Rory went to the foyer and grabbed her coat.
"Rory, wait!" Lorelai called as she slammed the door behind her.
Ignoring the questioning looks from those around her, Lorelai chased after her daughter. Once outside, Lorelai noticed Rory's car was still there. She looked to her left and saw Rory, her back against the house, sitting on the ground.
"So is it Mrs. Danes now?" Rory asked coldly, looking straight ahead.
"I kept my name," Lorelai whispered.
"How very modern of you," Rory replied.
"So I thought you would be gone by now."
"Logan didn't want me to drive," Rory looked at her watch, "He should be here soon."
Neither of them said anything.
"I can't believe you got married and didn't tell me," Rory said as she stood up and brushed the dirt off her coat.
"Oh look whose talking!"
"No! This is not the same. Me dating Logan and not telling you is so different from you marrying Luke and not telling me," Rory yelled. "I should have told you about Logan, I get it, but you have been totally overreacting. The thing with me and Logan is not about you! It may come as a shock to you, but everything is not about you!" Rory furiously wiped away the tears from her eyes before they had the chance to fall. "I wanted Logan and me to start without you telling me that he's just going to break my heart and guess what, for that entire month I felt guilty for not telling! Well, I don't feel guilty anymore because you would have been mad at me whether I had told you then or not. In fact, I wish you had never found out, because if I had a chance to do it over again, I wouldn't tell you!"
Due to Rory's outburst, Lorelai had a look of astonishment on her face.
As if on cue, Logan's Porsche pulled into the driveway and Colin and Logan emerged from the car. Logan ducked his head back into his car and Finn also came into view.
Still speechless from her daughter's yelling, Lorelai watched as Rory walked away from her, threw her keys to Colin, and got into the front passenger seat of Logan's car as Finn and Colin got into Rory's car. Logan looked at Lorelai, who looked away, and then got back into his car and drove away.
Lorelai knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that she had messed up. Big time.
They were halfway into their drive back to Yale when Rory finally let her tears fall freely. She turned her face at first so Logan wouldn't see but it was no use when she let out a sob. Logan pulled off to the side of the road. He opened his mouth to speak but Rory beat him to it.
"Thank you," she whispered. "I'm sorry."
"What are you sorry for Ace?"
She turned to face him, "I'm sure your plans tonight didn't consist of driving to Hartford to pick up your emotional wreck of a girlfriend because she was too big of a baby to-."
"Hey, you're not an emotional wreck and you're not a baby. Lorelai is your best friend. I'm sure if Colin or Finn were mad at me I would be upset too," he assured her. "Now, tell me what happened."
She smiled sadly, "Can we wait until we're back at Yale?"
"Of course Ace," he whispered before kissing the side of her head and pulling back onto the road.
As Logan drove, Rory had time to think. There had to be an explanation, right? She and Lorelai couldn't have grown that far apart. Lorelai couldn't hate her that much. Could she?
She still couldn't believe she had married Luke. Lorelai had gotten married and hadn't told her. Had she really messed up that badly?
Lorelai watched her daughter, her boyfriend, and their friends drive off. Lorelai knew that there was no way she could ever get the look of Rory's heartbroken face out of her head.
She turned around and headed back into her parent's house, knowing she was about to face a very pissed off Emily Gilmore. She was positive that her parents had heard Rory screaming. Hell, she was positive that the entire neighborhood heard Rory screaming.
Lorelai walked back through the door into the foyer and almost right into Emily. Emily had a look on her face that Lorelai had never seen before and it scared her. She stood in front of her mother and for the first time in her life wished that she would start screaming at her. She wished that it would be a regular argument where Lorelai would defend her decisions, no matter how ludicrous they were, and Emily would berate her until she felt sixteen years old again.
Instead, Emily just stood there with a look that could only be described as hurt on her face. Lorelai noticed how her mother let her eyes travel down to her left hand and look at the ring Luke had given her.
"It was my mother's."
Lorelai noticed how Emily's eyes briefly filled with tears and Lorelai felt her heart break right there. She turned to Luke, who was still with Richard and Chris, and nodded towards the door.
Luke looked like he was afraid to move at first but his overwhelming desire to get out of that house tripled his fear of moving. He put his drink down, got up, went to the door, grabbed his coat, and he and Lorelai left.
Silently, the married couple got into the 'rustic' pick-up truck and drove away. Lorelai turned her head so Luke couldn't see the tears fall down her face.
The drive back to Yale and the walk to her dorm room were filled with an unusual yet comfortable silence between Rory and Logan. He held her against him as they walked to Branford and she tried to forget that her mother was married.
"I don't have my keys," she blurted out as they neared her and Paris' dorm.
He looked at her strangely, "Finn and Colin have them," she further explained.
"Do you want to come back to my dorm?" he asked.
She thought for a minute. "The Harvard/Yale game is tomorrow, right?"
Logan nodded.
"Is it here or in Boston?"
"Boston," he answered slowly.
For the first time since her grandparents' house, Rory smiled, "Let's go to Boston."
"You want to go to Boston? Tonight?" he asked, a little wary of her sudden spontaneous manner.
"Yeah, come on, it'll be fun. We'll park the car in Harvard Yard," she joked.
"You didn't even know about the whole game until earlier today and now you want to go to Boston the night before everyone in the LDB? What's changed since then?"
He saw her face fall and he instantly regretted everything he had just said.
"You're right, it's a bad idea," she said quickly.
All of a sudden, he gripped her hand tightly and was dragging her back to the parking lot.
"Logan, what are you doing?"
"Well Ace, we need a car to get to Boston."
Her face instantly brightened, "Can I drive?" she asked excitedly.
"No, there is no way in the world I am letting you drive my car." He shuddered at the thought.
"Hey! I am an excellent driver. I got every question on the DMV test correct!" she insisted.
"But you didn't pass the actual driving test until your third time," he reminded her.
"So, the first time it was raining and the second time the test giver totally didn't like me."
"You're not driving my baby," he told her firmly.
Two hours later Rory was happily driving Logan's car while Logan sulked in the passenger's seat. They had pulled out of the parking lot just as Colin and Finn had driven in. It wasn't fair; she had used the one thing no guy could say no to: the eyes.
"I'm hungry," she stated aloud.
She didn't want to mention that she hadn't eaten dinner. That she left before drinks were even served. Rory had dodged Logan's every attempt to talk about what happened between her and her mother at the elder Gilmore's house. All he knew was it was bad, so bad that Rory was covering it up. It was almost as if she thought maybe, if she refused to accept it, then it wouldn't really have happened.
They had been driving through Boston for the past fifteen minutes trying to find the hotel that the LDB had booked for the next night. Hopefully, they could get their room a night early. Of course, with their names, it wouldn't be a problem.
"Turn here," Logan told her and she did.
The hotel was on her right and she made a sharp turn before she passed it. She noticed a look on panic cross Logan's face when she quickly jerked the steering wheel and took a bit of pleasure in it.
They were finally in bed.
Rory hadn't realized how exhausted she was until her head hit the pillow. They were able to get their room and had ordered room service. Rory found out she wasn't as hungry as she thought she was. When they were done Logan stripped to his boxers and Rory removed her dress, leaving her in her underwear and bra.
She climbed into bed a leaned into Logan.
"What happened Ace?"
She didn't want to tell him. She didn't want to have to relive it.
"Please tell me."
Rory turned to face him and he noticed that her eyes were filled with tears.
"She got married Logan. She married Luke and she didn't . . ." Rory broke off.
He pulled her into him and let her cry into his chest. He rubbed her back soothingly as sobs racked through her body.
"It's okay," he whispered. "Everything will be okay."
He couldn't help but think that maybe he was wrong.
It's been two months today since I last updated. I didn't even realize it. For the longest time I had writers block and then I had exams and then . . . I just started this chapter two weeks ago. I know at the end of the last chapter I said Lorelai and Rory would make up and, obviously, that didn't happen. There WILL be and explanation for the whole married thing and, in a weird sort of way, Rory and Lorelai are on the road to making up. Please review!