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Once Rory, Steph, and Christina were out of audible range, Logan couldn't contain himself any longer.

"How dare you speak to her like that!" he exploded at Gina. "Don't you think you've done enough?!" He got no response. Logan focused his glare on Greg, "I'm shocked that you just sat there. After everything that girl has been through because of you, you just sit there while your girlfriend directs unnecessarily cruel comments at her! Are you seriously that heartless?" Once more, there was no response.

"Greg, I think you should leave," Linds stated quietly.

"No one asked you two to be here tonight, and quite frankly, no one wants you here either. So please just go," Kylie added. Gregory stood tentatively, pulling Gina up with him.

"You were out of line," Lacy looked up at her cousin. "I'm surprised that you've resorted to this kind of behavior. It's like you've totally forgotten who you are Greg. You used to be in love with that girl. I can't see how you have it in you to behave this way towards her. She's done nothing to deserve this."

Without another word, they began to walk away. Logan stopped Gregory by firmly placing his hand on his chest, looking directly into his eyes. The three girls were just returning from the ladies room, but Logan spoke anyways, "This ends here. If you pull any more shit like tonight, I promise that I will personally make both of your lives a living hell. Leave her alone from now on. Do I make myself clear?" Gregory nodded slowly, hanging his head while Gina opened her mouth to speak. Shaking his head he pulled her along with him before she could speak. Avoiding eye contact with the disappointed stares, they exited the restaurant.

Rory cautiously sat down, eyeing the nine faces that were studying her, desperately trying to interpret her thoughts. Logan's hand captured hers underneath the table and she turned her head towards him, giving him a soft smile. Turning her attention back to her menu, she was determined to succeed in avoiding the inquiring glances she was receiving from around the table. "Who's ready to order?" she stated casually. "I'm starved."

No one had mentioned anything during dinner about what had happened in fear of reviving any tense emotions, which it seemed Rory was outwardly attempting to avoid. She had come to life after he'd left, joking and laughing with her friends as though nothing had occurred. Everyone could see that she was trying desperately to hold it together as the night went on, but she'd insisted that they go out to their favorite bar, Redline. They'd agreed, hoping it would help get her mind off what had happened.

"Logan, let's dance!" she exclaimed after they'd gotten a drink. Nodding his head, he pulled her out onto the dance floor. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close as her arms automatically locked around his neck. They begin moving along with the beat, losing themselves in the song.

Across the bar

"They make me sick," Gina stated without reserve to a friend of hers. Gregory shook his head, hearing her comment, but said nothing. "Have you ever met her?" Gina asked the girl.

"Greg introduced us a few times last year," she responded. "She was a total bitch to me," the girl added. "So stuck up and rude for no reason."

"Funny, I don't remember it that way," Greg finally said something. Noticing the song had ended and that Rory was heading alone towards the bathroom, he excused himself.

"What's wrong with him?" the girl asked Gina as Greg left.

"He's just mad because his cousin and friends are angry at him for crashing their dinner with Rory and her friends tonight. They were such snobs. But god, her boyfriend is gorgeous."

"Tell me about it," her friend agreed.

Gregory had made it to the bathroom doors, but remained outside, waiting. He'd noticed that Logan had stayed behind, lingering at the bar. She emerged from the bathroom a few seconds later, spotting him immediately. Averting her glance she pushed through the crowd. She felt his fingers grasp her arm, pulling her back towards him.

"What do you want!?" she screamed at him.

"Shhh, don't scream!" he attempted to quiet her loud voice. People had glanced briefly at them, but had continued to move about. "I just want to apologize."

"I don't want an apology. I want you to leave me alone," she growled at him.

"Don't do this. I'm just trying to make things right."

"You have a fucking amazing way of showing it Gregory." She paused for a moment before beginning to rant, "You couldn't give me one dinner. One dinner to introduce my boyfriend and my friends to the girls. That's all I wanted. As if it's not unfair enough that these girls barely keep in touch with me anymore because of you. Do you forget that they were my friends first? They were like my sisters."

"I didn't ask you to up and leave them Rory. Don't you dare blame that on me!"

"I am blaming it on you! You're right about one thing though, you didn't ask me to leave; you forced me to. I had no other choice."

"Yes you did. You could have stayed," he corrected.

"And watch you parade around with Gina everyday? Put on a smile and pretend everything is forgiven and fine? I'm sorry Gregory, but I couldn't do that," she struggled, as she fought to keep the tears from spilling over. He did not deserve to see her cry.

He could see in her eyes that she was about to cry, but he knew she was strong; she wouldn't give him that satisfaction. He remembered a time when he was the one she'd come to if she was upset, and it would be him to hold her as she cried. He'd never have that again with her. That was Logan's job now, and it was only then that he realized how much he wanted it to be his again. Becoming bitter he couldn't stop the words from coming out of his mouth, "It seems that it didn't take you very long to move on, Lorelei."

He'd used her whole name. He never used her whole name unless he was angry at her.

"So how long did it take you to sleep with him? One, maybe two weeks?" he breathed at her, a cruel expression covering his face.

She took note of his change of mood and decided to end this conversation immediately. "Go to hell Gregory," she screamed at him, turning to walk away.

"Not so fast," he yelled grabbing her arm once more, twisting it around until she was face to face with him.

"Let go of my arm."

"Not until you answer me," he barked, tightening his grip on her.

Tears had begun to fall by now. "Greg, please. Let go. You're hurting me," she stammered, trying to free herself of his grasp.

Out of nowhere, a fist connected with Greg's face, sending him into the ground. She felt someone grab her. Looking to the source of the touch she noticed it was Finn rushing her to the exit. Glancing back, she saw Stephanie hurrying to follow them as Logan proceeded to hit Greg for a second time.

"Love, are you alright? Did he hurt you?" Finn's worried voice questioned her frantically.

"I'm O.K.," she managed through her tears. She felt him wrap his jacket around her bare shoulders. Steph had made her way outside by now, along with Christina and Lacy. She noticed the pained expression on Rory's face, and did not hesitate to wrap her arms around the sobbing girl. Seconds later, Colin and Logan emerged from the doors. Steph let go of Rory, and Logan immediately took her place.

"Ace, what happened in there?" he inquired softly as she buried her head into his chest.

"I just…I was," she stumbled with her words.

"It's O.K. Slow down sweetie," he soothed her.

She took a deep breath in an attempt to regain her composure. "I was leaving the bathroom and he was standing outside of the door, waiting for me. We argued for a few minutes, and then I tried to leave but he grabbed me and wouldn't let go." She rubbed her forearm where he'd grabbed her. She noticed that she already had a bruise forming where each one of his fingers has pressed into her skin. "Can we go please?" she whispered.

Logan nodded in confirmation as he lead her away from the bar, signaling the others to follow. The walk back to the hotel was mostly silent, until Rory pulled out her phone. After dialing a number, she waited for an answer on the other end on the line. She knew all of her friends would be listening to her conversation, but she didn't care. She needed her mom.

"Hello?" a sleepy voice answered.

"Mom…" she managed before succumbing to another round of tears.

"Rory?! Are you O.K.? Are you hurt?" Her mother was suddenly alert, worriedly interrogating her.

"Yeah it's me mom. I'm not hurt," she responded softly.

"Are you O.K. though?!"

"I will be."

"Tell momma what happened. Did you and Logan get into a fight?"

"Nope, nothing like that. I did get into an argument tonight though. Actually two," Rory confirmed.

"With who?" her mother asked eagerly.

"I'll give you three guesses. And you'll only need two."

Remembering that Rory had been visiting her friends at Harvard tonight, she spit out the only two names that made sense, "Greg and Gina?" Her mother prayed that she was wrong.

"Bingo."

"Aw kid, I'm sorry. What happened?"

"I don't want to get into the full details, but in short, they crashed our dinner, taking it upon themselves to attempt to insult me in every possibly way. They finally left, and then we went to the bar, where Gregory followed me to the bathroom, and attempted to apologize to me as he physically restrained me from leaving. Finn rescued me while Logan kicked the shit out of him and here we are."

"Wow. That's some story hun. They suck. Greg and Gina totally suck."

"Tell me about it. One second he was apologizing, and the next he was so violent and angry. Not to mention the fact that Gina may quite possibly be the most abject human being on the planet," she uttered, shaking her head.

"I think we've known that for awhile kiddo. I know it doesn't make it any better, but it doesn't matter what she said. That girl gets pleasure in seeing others hurt. Perverse I know, but sadly true."

"I think that's what I'm scared of mom. She has no reservations about underhandedly attempting to ruin people's lives. I just hope this is the end of it all. Unfortunately, if I know Gina at all, she won't stop at this."

"Let's hope that you're wrong," Lorelei paused. "You want me to come up there babe?"

"No you don't have to. I just needed to talk to you so I could calm down," she reassured. The tears had ceased by now and they'd finally arrived back at the hotel. "I should go Mom. We just got back to the hotel. Will you come to New Haven this week soon please? I'm in desperate need of some mother-daughter time."

"For the fruit of my loins? Anything."

Rory laughed slightly, "Thanks mom. Love you."

"Love you too kid. Make sure you give that hunk of a boyfriend a pat on the ass for going all "knight in shining armor" on you," she teased lightly, trying to ease her daughter's tense mood.

"Will do."

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