AN: Thank you to all of my reviewers. I am sorry about the wait, so here is the next chapter.

Chapter 36

The next day they drove to Martha's Vineyard. "It's so pretty!" Rory said looking around. They parked around the downtown area. They got out to walk around. "I love it we are coming here every winter," She declared.

Logan just smiled and took her hand as he led her around to some of the shops, all of them ready for Christmas, "Come on Ace, lets do some holiday shopping," he pulled her into a shop and watched Rory's eyes widened at all the stuff, "Go crazy Ace." Rory nodded still a little in shock before dragging Logan of in a direction. They came to a place with every kind of coffee imaginable. "Whatever you want Ace, don't hold back."

"Your sure?" Rory asked looking at him. Logan nodded and she raced off smelling and selecting different items.

Hours rolled by as they went to dozens of stores. Logan directed each purchase to be delivered to the house his family owned in the community. They walked, hand in hand, into a cute little coffee shop to get away from the cold that had settled into them outside. They ordered and sat down. "Are you sure that it was ok, I didn't go overboard?" Rory asked sitting down at the table.

"Never a problem Ace, you should see Honor go shopping, then you would feel under-board, if that is actually a term," Logan said and kissed her hand, which he still had a hold of.

"Ok," Rory smiled staring into Logan's eyes.

Logan's phone rang, "We really should have turned these off."

"What about an emergency?"

"Point to you," Logan flipped open his phone, "Hello?" He didn't look at the caller id.

"Hey mate, where are you?" A familiar Australian rang through.

"New York pent house," Logan said, and Rory gave him a look.

"Love with you?"

"Why? Has she disappeared?" Logan winked.

"You mean she's not with you?"

"Not at the present time no."

"Her mom said you two were on some kind of road trip together."

"We might have mentioned it once."

"She's missing?"

"If she isn't with you, her mom, or me at the present time..."

"SHE'S MISSING!"

"Wait, Finn, I think I found her, she's walking out of the ladies room."

"Bloody hell, mate, you gave me a heart attack."

"If I gave you a heart attack, why are you still talking?"

"Shut up, you know what I meant."

"I said she wasn't with me at the present time, not that I didn't know where she was."

"That was so not funny."

"I thought it was. So what do you want Finn?"

"I'm bored," Finn complained.

"Where are Colin and Steph?"

"Sitting next to me, bored too."

"I'm sure you can find something to do. And don't even think about coming here."

"You take all the fun out of it, why can't we come?"

"Because we left to get away, and you coming brings reality back."

"Finny adds to the magic."

"Not this time Finn. Go bug Lorelai or go somewhere, between you, Colin, and Steph, you have infinite amount of places to go or things to see. Go to Switzerland, go to Martha's Vineyard, go to Florida, go to the Bahamas, you can do anything you want with all the resources available to you."

"But you and love aren't at any of those places," Finn wined.

"You'll have to pick your own lock," Logan hung up, "They'll be in New York by sundown," Logan said and that explained it all to Rory.

"So are you the only one that can pick a lock?" Rory asked.

"Nope, just the fastest. I perfected it so that we can sneak into places a lot faster than if one of them picked, though they would eventually get in."

"Very devilish."

"They say the handsome devil."

"I'll agree to that now, but it could change later," Rory said standing up.

"Where to next?" Logan asked, standing up too.

"How about the house that we have surprisingly not been to yet."

"Perfect," Logan and Rory threw away their trash and walked out to Logan's car. Logan drove down a familiar path to him and pulled into the gates. He killed the engine as the gates closed. They stepped out into the cold and walked into the house, "Home sweet home, or at least more of a home than the Huntzberger estate will ever be."

"I like it," Rory said looking around.

Logan picked up the bags and led Rory into a bedroom, "This is where we will be staying because it is my room and the only bedroom that is not cold and nondescript."

"I like this room, it is very you," Rory said looking around. There was a bold blue comfortable on a king size bed and the walls were also a tone of blue. There were random pictures around the room with memorabilia from times past.

Rory sat down on the bed, but Logan pulled her back up immediately and out of the bedroom, "Once you lay down, you don't get up. It's too comfortable, kinda like being on a cloud. And if you don't understand you will later, and you can ask Colin and Finn about me and that bed two years ago," He explained as they entered the living room.

"Ok then, how about some coffee?" Rory asked.

"Didn't you just have some?"

"Don't question, but a stupid reason could be I just sat on a cloud and I want some coffee, please," Rory pulled out her patented Bambi eyes.

"Oh God, can't look, too blinding," Logan joked covering his eyes.

"Please, don't you love me?" Rory pleaded.

"Ok course I do, Ace," Logan smiled, pulling her into his arms. He leaned down and kissed her. That was supposed to be that, but it wasn't. They backed up and fell on the couch, never leaving each other. Their hearts sped up, both losing oxygen. Logan pulled back. He had to, and not just because of air. He could see that line again. The line of no return where had no control anymore. He couldn't go there, not now, not here. "You still want that coffee Ace?" He asked desperately. Trying to regain his breath and control over himself. Rory nodded and relief flooded over him. "Ok," He pulled her up and gave her a tender kiss and took her hand and led her to the kitchen.

Rory hid a smile as it dawned on her what was racing through Logan's mind and why he had pulled back. She still had no clue as to what exactly she did to him, but was starting to grasp the concept as she started to experience the same feelings. The feeling of her heart pounding and not thinking about what she was doing, just having him so close to her. Rory jumped up on the counter as Logan made the coffee.

"Have you called your mom yet?" Logan asked coming and standing in front of her, his hand on her knees.

"Not yet."

"So how was my driving today?"

"Very good," Rory smiled.

"So can I call and brag?"

"Only if you tell her that it was your idea and not mine," Rory said pulling her phone from her pocket and handing it to him.

Logan dialed the number, "Hello?" He said as she picked up.

"Hey Logan! What's up, why are you calling? Is everything ok?"

"I am very sorry to inform that your daughter is still recovering from my very awesome driving skills," Logan said as seriously as he could.

"Sorry about that kid," Lorelai said relieved, she thought something was really wrong for a moment when he started.

"Don't talk about me behind my back."

"You heard half the conversation."

"So."

"So, I'm sorry, let me talk to my daughter."

"Fine," Logan said and he handed the phone to Rory.

"Hey mom," Rory greeted her mom.

"Hey sweets, did you put him up to that?"

"He was suppose to tell you it was his idea," Rory said glaring at Logan, who was pretending to be innocent as he took out coffee cups.

"Bad Logan!" Lorelai shouted loud enough for Logan to hear, and he rolled his eyes.

"So what's up with you?"

"Well, the inn is busy, Luke won't get festive making Taylor very mad, Sookie is freaking out right on schedule, Liz and TJ are coming for Christmas, Grandma wants to still have dinner even though it is on Christmas, Patty is yelling at her dancers for not getting the steps right, which means Kirk is bragging because he can do it pathetically, Babette is wanting to sell hot chocolate in front of Taylor's Ice cream store, making him even more mad, and I think that is it."

"Way to slip in that Liz and TJ in the middle thinking I won't notice, so they are coming?"

"That is what Luke said, he asked me to give them a room, it that ok?"

"Just make sure you ask Liz if those earrings are real."

"I forgot about that, thanks for reminding me. So how is Martha's Vineyard?"

"Awesome, I've been here only a few hours and I love it."

"What cha been up to?"

"Shopping, Christmas presents."

"What did you get mommy?" Lorelai asked very excitedly.

"I will tell you Friday," Rory smile.

"I hate you."

"I love you too mom."

"Ok, I guess this is bye, stay safe kid, and try to have fun, I know it is a hard concept for you to grasp, but ask Logan about it, I think he is an expert on it."

"Ha-Ha mom, the same goes to you."

"Bye."

"Bye," Rory hung up and looked at Logan who was handing her a cup of coffee.

"So who are Liz and TJ?"

"Luke's sister and her husband. He's totally crazy and fits in. He like tights and has an etch-e-sketch."

"Sounds like Stars Hollow material."

"Liz makes jewelry and sells it on a Renaissance tour fair thing," Logan laughed, "And you are laughing at me."

"Not you, never you unless I am suppose to, I was just laughing at your choice of words," Logan said leaning forward and kissing her.

"You are not getting off that easily," Rory pulled away, pretending to be mad. Logan found it adorable and leaned in and kissed her again, bringing his hands to her wait, bad decision. He moved them back to her knees and leaned his forehead against hers as he said tenderly, "There is an old-fashion movie theatre a few blocks away showing the old version of Pride and Prejudice and at least two coffee shops on the way.

Rory smiled, "What time does it start?"

"Seven," Logan said before kissing her again. He stepped back and she slid off the counter. She wrapped her arms around his neck kissing him. Logan knew this was a bad decision as he backed out of the kitchen into the living room. Their coffee forgotten on the counter. They fell back onto the couch for the second time that afternoon.

That line in Logan's head came to him with even greater speed than before. He could imagine himself surrounded by sand somewhere in a desert for some reason and running, running as fast as he could. And he saw himself coming to an abrupt halt as a thick red line was painted on the sand right in front of him. And he stood there looking all around him. Logan in real life brought his hands to Rory's face and in his mind he saw himself again. Slowly look around one more time before taking one step back and then another. He slowly backed away before turning around and sprinting away once more. And he ran, ran, and ran as fast as he could to get away. But in every wide shot that came to mind as he ran away from that line, it trailed behind him just mere feet, no matter how fast he ran or how far he thought he had gotten away from it. It he just looked back, there it was just a few yards behind him.

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AN: There it is the next chapter. Sorry again about the wait. Track ends in two weeks, and after it does, I should be able to update faster as I will have more time. Please review and thank you for reading. Ok and one last thing, I edited this because I have had a lot of questions about it, the last little part is all the imagination in Logan's mind, he isn't physically doing it.