Rory sat at her desk studying that night- the dorm was empty and no trace of Paris, or Lewis, was in sight; so Rory decided to go straight to the books. Studying was hard to do when all she could think about was moving in with Tristan. Sure it was a great comfort to be moving in with someone she loves, someone she's always loved deep down. But it was also pretty damn scary, knowing that if the got in a fight she'd have to deal with it there, and he'd see all of her distractions, not to mention the lack of studying that would happen. Her life was going to change and frankly she wasn't sure if this was the right time. Her gut however, which she always followed in times like these, was telling her this was right, her heart said she loved him, but her mind said differently. Taking this next step was going to be an adventure and one she would hopefully survive.

A Loud ring snapped Rory from her thoughts and turned her attention to find the origin of the noise. She stood up from her desk and found the noise to be coming from her favourite device- her cell phone. She snapped it open and answered cheerfully, "Hello,"

"Why Ace, you do sound cheerful," Logan said from the other line. Rory's cheer seemed to droop slightly. He was the one person in her life that made her crave adventure and knowing him may have helped her to make her decision to move in with Tristan.

"Hello Logan, what can I do you for?" she asked tiredly.

"Um, let me see… how about a new car? Is that enough?" he joked and she understood the way he'd taken her words.

"Get your mind from the gutter Huntzberger, that's not the way I swing!" she said with a jolt of cheer in her voice.

"Right, I should have guessed that of you Ace- your offer was just so enticing and irresistible,"

"So they tell me," she retorted with a smile to her lips. Bantering with Logan reminded her of times in high school with Tristan. This thought brought a goofy grin to her face and snapped her out of the conversation for a while until Logan's impatient tone seemed to whip her right back.

"Ace? You there?" he asked with a tinge of annoyance to his voice.

"What? Oh yeah, sorry,"

"Anyways, like I was saying before you spaced out on me, or rather while you spaced out on me, was that I want you to come to a party with me tonight,"

"I can't Logan. I have studying, a boyfriend, I'm moving tomorrow…did I mention I would never go out with you?" she snapped suddenly.

"Ouch! That hurts," he said with mock pain, "but tell me more about this moving of yours," he was shocked to hear of this new advancement in Rory Gilmore's life.

"Well Mr. Nosey, I am moving in with Tristan tomorrow, not that it's any of your business, and I need to pack up some of my stuff tonight," she said sitting on her bed realizing she'd been standing for the longest time.

"Huh, so you and that boyfriend of yours and moving in together- how sweet let me send my wishes to him," he said sweetly which caught Rory off guard.

"Huh? Um, thanks Logan. Look, I have so much packing to do- I've got to get a box for Sam, my coffee maker, and some suitcases for my clothes- man I have a ton to do tonight and Paris is nowhere in sight," she sighed as she listed off each increasing trouble.

"Say no more Ace, I'm coming to help you," he said.

"Don't worry about me Logan- I can handle myself," she said but was met with the dial tone. She took another deep sigh and fell back on her bed as the thoughts of organizing herself were all she could think about.

She sat up suddenly as a knock came at her door and quickly answered it. There stood that same, smirking blonde with a handful of boxes for her.

"Hey Ace," he said and pushed into her apartment.

"Hi Logan- that was awfully fast," she commented.

"I wasn't far and I know this guy who has a ton of boxes around the corner. So where do I begin?" he said rubbing his hands together signifying he was ready to dig in.

"Well, you can start by packing away dear Sam, he's over there," she said pointing to the kitchen and he smiled.

"No worries my fair lady, thy maker of coffee is in good hands," he saluted her.

"It better be, that's like my life partner right there, I couldn't bear to lose another," she mock wept as he sent a stare of curiosity at her.

"You are strange Gilmore," he shook his head with a smirk and began to form a big box for her precious coffee maker.

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Tristan had arrived at his apartment sooner than he expected. He was greeted by the friendly doorman before making his way up the elevator and straight onto his lavish couch. He was so happy to have Rory moving in that he could barely withhold his excitement. Within just a few hours she would be there, in the flesh, sharing a bed with him. Now the sharing of bed wasn't unusual, but hey, it was a lot more permanent then before! He thought of all the possible things he could do to make space for her, not that there wasn't a lot of space in the apartment, because there was quite a bit. He remembered that's she had her own armoir, but was unsure if she could bring her desk- the best solution to this problem would be to call her.

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Rory's cellphone began to ring but at the moment she seemed to have tangled herself in some tape. She began to get nervous when the ringing was insistant.

"Logan, could you answer that for me?" she asked as he tried to help her from the tape.

"Hello?" he greeted.

Tristan thought he was hearing things, had Rory's voice just deepend about 5 octaves or was that Logan?

"Logan?" he asked.

"The one and only answering sweet Rory's phone," he gave her a smirk as she tried to wiggle from the tape.

"Logan, who is it?" she asked moving towards him clumsily.

"Who is this?" Logan asked as Rory gave him a pleading smile.

"It's her boyfriend Tristan," he replied through gritted teeth.

"Tristan, good fellow, how are you?" he asked.

"Fine, where's Rory?" he seethed.

"Right here, but currently tied, or should I say taped up?" he looked to Rory who had loosened a hand and grabbed the phone away.

"Hey Tristan, what's up sweetie?" she said sweetly.

"Oh, I'm just here at home wondering why that fool is at your dorm," he seethed yet again.

"Tristan, calm down he came over to help me pack for tomorrow," she replied defensively.

"Oh, is that all?" he began to calm down.

"What did you think he had won me and I was seeing him behind your back?" she snickered which made him feel uneasy.

"Of course not. I was just wondering what furniture you were bringing so I could move mine," he tried to change the subject but Rory could tell he was uneasy about Logan being there.

"Why don't you come over now and help us here to sort out what we'll take and what we won't," she replied hoping to calm him down.

"Yeah, good idea. I'll be there really soon," he said and clicked off the phone.

"Wow," she said as she threw her phone onto the couch.

"What? Was he jealous or something?" Logan smirked.

"Yeah, he was- how odd," Rory said mostly to herself. "Anyways, he's coming over- so play nice!" she said.

"Me? I never play any other way Ace, not any other way!"

A/N: Oh, so what shall come of this? I ponder!!!