A/N: I'm back! I decided to post today in anticipation for tonight's all new Gilmore Girls! Woohoo! NOTE TO MALLORY: please remember to tape for me (not that you've ever forgotten); I'm still not sure whether or not I'm going to fellowship, but I need my lifeline just in case!

REVIEW RESPONSES: To Ali-Chan1: sorry it was so short, but yes, he's back this chapter. To Hopes2High: the knitting thing has actually been in mind since before Thanksgiving, when I first learned how to knit. I had a rather strange dream that I was teaching Logan how to, but I won't get into the sordid details about how that turned out. To ShotswithMrsKim: thanks. How great was Mrs. Kim in the last episode? And Kyon and Brian? I have to say I've been seeing that coming since the Korean New Year. To Iamlorelai: I'm glad the explanation helped. Some interesting things will happen when Logan gets to Yale. Yes, Aims did manage to knock some sense into him, but it may not last that long. To Prescious421: sorry if it was too short. Yes, good advice, good advice, but you know what they say about good advice… To RunnerNDA: Yes! Logan's going back to Yale and has given up all dreams of knitting (though I haven't, see my response to Hopes2High)! I don't think I could stand it if Logan ever said "knit one, pearl one." I would either run screaming or die from laughter. Aims definitely knows how Logan should treat Rory; she was in a similar type relationship with her husband at one point, more on Logan's similarities to Marcus will be in later chapters. Only three characters play questions only, and one of them doesn't know they're supposed to be playing… You're right in one of your guesses about the chapter title. To Aznangle4eva: here's the update. To Sparxx27: I actually based a lot of their relationship off of mine with my brother. To Lackinglime123: thank you so much! Hope you had a good night sleep. To Mrmp: sorry about the shortness. To Onerain: I'm sorry. This chapter isn't terribly wrong, but there is some nice Rogan to it, so you don't have to die or anything. To Gilmoregirl7878: yes he is! To CoCaCoLa29: thanks. Here's the update. To Babybee13: you didn't read all of it during lunch; I remember because you nearly mauled me when I took it away. Check my note to you up above. To Justine260: thanks. To Brown-eyed-beauty87: definitely a good chapter. To Sweet-little-devil-one: thank you! To Ess3sandra: Rogan in this chapter. Rory will yell at him… eventually, but that doesn't mean everything will be all right. To Cancat90: thanks. To Jillyan Malfoy-DuGrey: an interesting combination of characters you got there. Here's the update. To Americansweetie: thanks!

Chapter 37: Everyone Has Their Secrets

Logan pulled into the familiar surroundings of Yale University. He had spent the first hour of his morning saying a tearful goodbye to Alex. He made Aims promise if there was even the slightest change in her condition and promised to be back next weekend. It had been a taxing week and an even more taxing morning, and all Logan Huntzberger wanted to do was to fall into bed and sleep until dinner; then maybe, he'd go find Rory and talk to her like Aims said to.

His plans were interrupted when he walked into his dorm and was confronted by Tristan and Lanny.

"Where were you yesterday?"

"You know very well where I was, DuGrey."

"Finn tried to call you like ten times."

"Sorry, but I really didn't feel like dealing with a drunk Finn."

"Rory-" and that was all Logan needed to hear before he was gone. He didn't need to wait to hear the rest of what Tristan had to say. It was the way he had said her name that told him something had happened to his Ace while he was away. 'I really don't need this right now.' Logan was never really a man of faith, no matter what the girls tried to get him to believe, but as he ran towards Berkeley, he prayed to God that she wasn't hurt too badly. It was bad enough that Alex was sick and Aims was just barely holding on to her sanity, but now Ace had to be hurt.

"Where have you been?" Paris demanded after his insistent pounding on the door.

"Where's Rory?"

"She's still asleep in her room, but-" He brushed past Paris and went into Ace's room without knocking. His heart beat calmed when he saw she was in no danger; instead, she was sleeping peacefully in bed.

He crept over and quietly took off his shoes and stripped down to his boxers. He crawled into bed and kissed her forehead.

"Logan?" she asked groggily as she lazily opened her eyes.

"Hey, Ace."

"You've been gone for a week."

"I know; I'm sorry." He knew she wanted to know where he'd been, but now was not the time. It was her that he was worried about. "Are you okay? Tristan seemed really concerned."

Immediately tears formed in her eyes.

"No, Ace, don't cry. It's okay." He pulled her into a tight embrace and kissed her hair. Why did every woman that he knew to be strong and resilient, suddenly feel the overwhelming desire to bawl in his arms? He pulled away subtly, so he could look at her. "What happened yesterday?"

"M-my ex-boyfriend Dean… I'm a terrible person!" she was crying into her pillow, refusing to look at him.

"Ace, you're not a terrible person; just tell me what happened."

"I slept with him."

"Yesterday?" Logan's voice cracked, but he didn't care. He never thought Ace would do that.

"No," she replied miserably, "Last year, when I lost my virginity."

"Okay, well, that's not bad, Ace. I mean, I knew that you weren't a virgin."

"He said it in front of everyone," she seemed to be talking more to herself now.

"That you lost your virginity?" she looked up at him with an expression that reminded him distinctly of Bambi.

"That he was married when I did."

"Oh, Ace."

"Please, don't be mad."

"Ace, I couldn't be mad at you for that."

"But I didn't tell you before, and I destroyed a marriage."

"You weren't alone in bed that night; you didn't destroy a marriage. And everyone has their secrets." She still didn't look comforted. What was it that Aims told him? "It's not your past that defines you but your present and future actions, and, Ace, you are the most intelligent, beautiful, funny, perfect girlfriend in the history of the world." He kissed her for the first time since the Friday morning before her left, and when it finally ended, she was smiling.

"You're so much better at that than Colin."

"The comforting or the kissing?"

She laughed. "Well, I can't say from experience about the latter, but I'm going to go ahead and say 'both'."

"Good answer." They kissed again, and for a while, everything else was forgotten.