Author's Note: OH MY GOD! I POSTED THE WRONG CHAPTER EARLIER TODAY!!!! I have sooo many typed up and it was early I AM SOOOO SORRY!!!!!!!! This is the right chapter. That other chapter I posted is like 7 years in the future. I CAN'T BELIEVE I DID THAT!!!! IM SO SORRY, please forget it completely if you were one of the 300 people who read it! GAH!

Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls, sillies.

Chapter 26

Never Saw It Coming

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Logan clutched the letter in his hand and his heart broke more and more with each word. "Logan, I love you but I can't be with you. I can't continue living like this. I need to follow my dreams. I want you to know that my decision had nothing to do with you. I love you with all my heart. Sometimes love just isn't enough. I'm going home, don't follow me." Logan crumbled up the paper and threw it across the room. She had been miserable? He thought she had been perfectly happy. And why couldn't she follow her dreams here? What was holding her back? Logan answered his own question in his head. He had been holding her back. Logan leaned forward on his bed and rested his head on his hands. He felt her side of the bed and noticed her side of the bed was still warm. His heart raced and he looked outside his window, down on the street below. He saw Rory on the curb trying to hail a cab. With his adrenaline pumping, he raced down the stairs of the apartment building down to the lobby. He quickly rushed out side through the revolving doors, just as Rory was shutting the door to a cab. Logan motioned to catch the cab, but stopped in his tracks. He was not going to stop her. He watched as the cab drove away, leaving him alone in the rain. He stood there for a while. Staring at the spot where her cab had once been. He breathed heavily, not fully grasping the concept that his life was falling apart right before his eyes.

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Mitchum was furious. His son had not been to work in a week. In fact, no one had seen him either. He had tried contacting his stupid friends, Colin and Finn, but he had no luck. So he had had to fly all the way to London to get his son off of his lazy butt and into work. He stormed into Logan's apartment building and headed towards the elevator. He didn't even stop to check in with the doorman. Logan's apartment was his after all. Since his son obviously couldn't contribute to society at all. Mitchum exited the elevator as he reached Logan's floor. He found the spare key Logan kept behind a plant near by and opened the door. He was not prepared for what he was about to see. Mitchum stepped into a dump. There were take out containers every where and there were female clothes strewn everywhere. There was also a strong of smell of alcohol. Mitchum shook his head and entered Logan's bedroom. When he entered the room was pitch black. Mitchum flicked on a light. He saw Logan sprawled out on the bed, with his eyes wide open.

"Could you please turn that off," he mumbled. Mitchum folded his arms across his chest.

"Logan, you haven't been to work in a week," Mitchum said sternly. Logan didn't look up.

"Huh, imagine that," he said dully. Mithcum rolled his eyes.

"Get up!" He barked. Logan shook his head.

"I'm good."

"Logan I'm not kidding, get your butt out of bed. Your going to work and your going to explain to your collogues why you have been gone for so long," Mitchum ordered. He looked around the room. "And where's Rory, how is she letting you sit around all day?" Logan flinched at the mention of Rory's name.

"She left," Logan said simply. Mitchum's eyebrows shot up.

"She what?"

"She left," Logan said getting annoyed.

"When, how, why?" Mitchum asked throwing his hands up into the air.

"I don't know you're the reporter," Logan said. Mitchum glared at him.

"How can you be so calm about this?" Logan laughed nervously.

"Because she left me a week ago," Logan said bitterly. Mitchum realized why his son had been absent from work. He shifted awkwardly in the room.

"Are you… Okay?" Mithchum asked casually.

"Oh yeah, I'm just peachy. I only lost the love of my life, because I "forced" her into becoming a housewife, which I didn't."

"I believe you," Mitchum said. Logan chuckled again, which made Mitchum shiver. There was something off about his son and it wasn't depression.

"Have you?" Mitchum started skeptically. "Are you? Logan, are you high?" Logan nodded vigorously.

"Yep, I think so," Logan said happily. Mitchum rolled his eyes and grabbed his son's arm. "Daaadddd," Logan whined, "I miss the beeeeddddd." Mitchum shoved Logan into the shower fully dressed and turned the shower on; cold. Logan cried out in frustration and quickly jumped out of the shower. "What the fuck was that for?" He asked angrily. Mitchum shook his head.

"YOU ARE NOT A CHILD ANYMORE LOGAN!" Mitchum screamed.

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Logan was taken back by his father's tone.

"Wha- I know," He said looking down at the ground. Tears started flowing again for what seemed like the millionth time in the last week. His father stared at him intently.
"Breathe," his father ordered.

"Why?"

"BREATHE!" Logan obeyed and breathed in his father's face. Mitchum blinked.

"Great and you've been drinking too," Mitchum said throwing his hands up in the air and pacing the room. "Fuck!" Mithcum cried. Logan rolled his eyes.

"Yes, poor you dad," Logan said sarcastically. Mitchum gave Logan an icy stare.
"Shut up," he commanded. Logan sat down on the toilette.

"I can't believe this is happening," Logan mumbled.

"I can't believe this is happening either Logan!" Mithcum cried, "She didn't sign a prenup Logan!" Logan scoffed. All his father could think about now was money.

"Well you'll be happy to know I got a bank statement two days ago telling me she had detached herself from our account," Logan said bitterly. Mitchum smiled.

"Well at least that's some good news," he said happily. Logan glared at him.

"I'm glad you take pleasure from my pain." Mitchum looked at him sympathetically.

"We'll get through this Logan," he said sincerely. Logan sighed.

"I know, I just wish it didn't hurt so much," Logan said quietly. Then his father did something he had never done before; he hugged him. Logan was confused by the contact, and wrapped his arms around his father hesitantly.

"It will stop soon, I promise," Mitchum said still holding on to him. Logan nodded. He hoped so.

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Rory slumped down on the floor of her childhood bedroom and let the tears fly freely. Her mother was standing at the doorway frowning. Rory looked at the object clenched in her hand.

"What does it say?" Lorelai asked quietly. Rory choked on her tears.

"I'm pregnant," she whispered. Lorelai knelt down beside her and embraced her in a hug. Rory held on tight and didn't let go. She was so scared.

"Mom, I don't want to go back," she cried. Lorelai nodded and kneaded circles on Rory's back.

"I know honey," she said hollowly. Rory sniffed and let go of her mother. "So what are you going to do kid?" Rory blinked.

"What do you mean?" She asked.

"I mean what are you going to do about it?" Rory sighed and shook her head.

"Obviously I'm going to keep it," she said sadly. She had not expected this at all. This was pushing her farther and farther away from her dream. "Maybe I should just… Go back to Logan," Rory whispered. Lorelai shook her head.

"No honey, you can't do that. You left him, but you know what? We can do this. I'll help you. You'll just need to push back your dream a couple more years and then we'll get you back on track. You won't have to do this alone. I'll help you," Lorelai said sweetly. Rory nodded. That seemed sensible.

"Okay," Rory said wiping the tears from her eyes.

"Honey, we'll get you through this." Rory nodded.

"I'm not telling Logan," Rory said quickly. Lorelai's eyes widened.

"Um… Are you sure about that honey?" Lorelai said. Rory nodded vigorously. Lorelai nodded nervously and bit her lip.

"Okay," Lorelai said getting up.

"Mom," Rory said helplessly. Lorelai turned around.

"What?"
"I love you." Lorelai smiled and left the bathroom. Rory buried her head in her arms and wept freely. How had she gotten into this mess?