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Chapter 3: Confessions of a confused mind

Finn managed to win over the cold Richard and Emily Gilmore with his captivating ways. It was like he had turned on his 'charming mode', suddenly he wasn't the funny, ridiculous Finn, he was the serious Finn, the Finn who could have a serious conversation about business with Richard or compliment Emily on the very fine dinner she was offering. Lorelai thought that if Rory had said that she had left Logan to be with Finn her grandparents wouldn't have minded it at all, they might even have complimented her on her choice.

"Your friend is so sweet!" Emily told Rory. The three women were on the living room and the two guys were talking behind them. "I really like him," she continued.

"Yeah, Finn's really sweet," Rory said looking at him, he saw that and winked at her making her smile.

"How are things with Logan?" Emily asked.

"What?" Rory wasn't listening.

"I asked you how things were with Logan."

Rory looked at her mother, "Um, they're fine, thanks for asking grandma." Rory gave her mother a significant look that said 'will you please say something that'll change the subject?'

"So, um, mom, is this a new rug?"

'What the hell' Rory mouthed.

"What are you talking about Lorelai? This rug has been here since you were a child! You just noticed it now?"

"No, I mean, yeah. Maybe it just looked different from where I'm siting , I don't know. Gee mom, look at the time! It's a quarter to nine, I'm afraid we have to go."

"Already?"

"We always leave around this time, mom."

"I know, it's just that today Rory brought a new friend and I wanted to get to know him a bit more."

"You'll have to get to know him a bit more another time, I'm sorry."

They stood up and headed for the door, the men following them.

"You come back whenever you like, Finn."

"Thank you very much, Mrs. Gilmore. It was a lovely dinner. And Mr. Gilmore, it was certainly interesting to hear your points of view."

"Oh, call me Richard, son."

"Sure thing. I'll see another time Richard," Finn said shaking Richard's hand and then he took Emily's hand again and kissed it in a very gentleman like manner , "Bye Mrs. Gilmore."

"You can call me Emily too," she said smiling.

"Then, good bye, Emily."

When the door closed behind them however the old Finn was back, he tripped on himself almost falling. Rory held him straight.

"Thanks hon. Lovely dinner! Delicious food, fairly good drinks... Could we make this a weekly thing?" Finn asked, his eyes half open while he leaned on Rory.

Lorelai looked back at them, surprised, "did I just hear him say that he wants to have dinner with Richard and Emily Gilmore every week?" she said addressing her daughter.

"He's drunk," Rory said and then turning to Finn, "you're drunk."

"I'm no such thing!"

They had reached their cars and Finn was opening the driver's door. Rory interrupted his action, talking to her mom, "I don't think it's safe for him to drive back to Yale alone. Maybe I should drive him there and we could talk later." Finn heard this and hugged his car saying something that nobody understood, but it probably had something to do with Rory never touching the wheel of his car.

"You're not getting off the hook kid, you're going home with me today."

"But mom, he's drunk! It's not safe!"

"Well, we do have a perfect good couch in our living room."

"You're suggesting that we take Finn to our house? In Stars Hollow?"

"I believe I've said something like that."

"I don't think so mom. I could drive him there, and then tomorrow morning I could come home. No big deal, I've done this before."

"Yes, but before there were no extraordinary news to be told and I'm sure I could not go to sleep tonight until you told me what happened."

Rory looked at Finn. He was actually sleeping standing up leaning against the driver's door with his face on the roof of the car. "Fine," she said, "help me get him inside."

They got to Luke's at 9:10. Rory stopped the car but asked her mom if it would be ok if she skipped Luke's tonight.

"Sure thing, honey, but don't try to pretend that you're sleeping when I get home, you know I have my weapons."

Rory felt a chill go up her spine as she remembered her mother's "weapons".

"I'll just put him to sleep. I promise I'll be waiting for you. Awake. In the kitchen. With coffee."

"That's my girl," Lorelai tapped Rory on the shoulder, "I'll just go inside, make out with Luke on the top of the counter and head back home."

"Eww, mom, the counter! Where he prepares our burgers! Gross!" Lorelai just laughed.

Rory had a hard time getting Finn inside her house. He wasn't exactly helping just leaning against her. She finally managed to throw him on the couch. He just groaned and made himself more comfortable.

"Come on, sit up Finn, help me take that jacket off," she said pulling him up. He groaned again and sat up unwillingly. Rory shook her head, he wasn't going to help her at all. She leaned in to take his jacket off when he suddenly opened his eyes locking them with hers for a brief moment. Rory realized that their faces were just a few inches apart and blushed. He smiled at her reaction and shut his eyes again, letting his head fall to the side. Rory quickly finished her job and let him lie down again, and taking off his shoes she left him on the couch and went to her own room to change. She put her pajama pants and a top, something comfortable to talk to her mother in. That's when she thought it was better if someone knew where Finn was so nobody would get worried. She couldn't call Logan but she didn't have Colin's number either. 'Finn's phone!' she thought heading towards the living room.

She grabbed his leather jacket from the staircase rail and went through its pockets trying to find his cell phone. Nothing.

"Finn! Do you have your cell phone with you?" She asked in a half whisper. The only response she got was another groan. She hesitated but then started to go through his pants pockets. 'He'll never remember this in the morning. At least I hope he doesn't.' She found his phone and dialed Colin's number.

It was 9:30 when Colin's phone rang. He was still with Logan, who was pacing up and down the room with a frown on his face. He immediately stopped and looked at the phone ringing on the coffee table. Colin picked it up and saw that it was Finn's number calling.

"Finn! Where the hell are you man! We thought you'd be back by now. Logan's freaking out. I think he's going to open a hole in the floor from walking up and down the same spot!"

"Um... hi Colin, it's Rory..." Rory said awkwardly.

Colin looked at his phone again with some confusion and putting it back to his ear he asked,

"Gilmore?"

Logan, who was already starring at Colin waiting to hear something that might tell him what had happened with Finn, looked even more surprised as he heard Colin say Rory's name and heard more attentively to the conversation. He wished she had called the house so he could listen on another line.

"Yes, hi," she said.

"Isn't this Finn's phone? What happened? Is he ok?"

"Yeah, it's his phone, it's just that I didn't have your number and I didn't want to call the dorm... you know."

"I understand. But what about Finn? Is he ok?"

"He's passed out on the couch, but he's ok. He just had a little to drink."

"Wait. He's passed out on the couch. Whose couch? Where is he?" Colin was afraid to hear the answer to this and he was even more afraid to look at Logan.

"He's on my couch, in my house here in Stars Hollow. I'm just calling to tell you that's he's fine, but he has no condition to drive back to Yale tonight, so he's spending the night here, ok?"

It was as he feared.

"Yes, sure, thanks for calling."

"Yeah, um, bye then."

"Bye." Colin slowly flipped his cell phone close and put it back on the coffee table. He was afraid to look up. Logan had been starring at him the whole time. He was trying to guess what Rory was saying on the phone. When Colin said the word 'couch' he felt his stomach turn. He knew what it was about. Rory called Colin to let them know that Finn was spending the night with her, probably because he was drunk and couldn't drive to Yale. But he was going to wait until Colin would confirm that. Seeing that he was reluctant to speak Logan decided to say something.

"He's with her in Stars Hollow, isn't he?"

Colin looked up sympathetic, "he passed out and couldn't drive back tonight. He'll be back in the morning."

"I knew it!" Logan exclaimed.

"Logan, he's passed out, nothing's going to happen, you don't have to worry about it."

"I'm not worried," Logan lied and went to his room. Colin shook his head. 'Why did you break up with her if you still loved her, you idiot?' He thought to himself.

Logan tried to sleep but couldn't. Just the thought of Finn in Rory's house, sleeping on the couch so close to her made him sick. He thought about all the things that Finn had told him today, and they were a lot. Talk to her, Finn said to him, tell her how you really feel. He had to do that. This week was the worst of his life. He had gotten used to the fact of having Rory always there by his side. He was used to talking to her, holding her, and he missed that. He missed the sound of her voice, he missed the smell of her hair, he missed the soft touch of her skin, he missed her kisses. The thought of her kissing another guy, of her kissing Finn made him want to puke. He was going to talk to her. He was going to wait until Finn got home the next morning and assured him nothing had happened and he would drive to Stars Hollow himself and beg for her forgiveness. 'I just hope she forgives me, or I don't know what I'll do with myself' he thought as he turned in his bed and tried to sleep again.

Rory was holding Finn's phone when her mother arrived.

"Ok, I'm ready for the news. Luke says hi, by the way."

"I'll talk to him in the morning. Let's go to the kitchen, don't want to wake him up." They walked over to the kitchen, Lorelai seated on a chair and Rory got the coffee.

"Straight to the point Rory. Logan, ex-boyfriend, Finn... what happened?"

"Well, I don't get it either. Things were going great. I mean he even spent his Saturday with us here, remember? Then Sunday he came to my dorm room and told me he couldn't be with me anymore. That was all, he said that and just left."

"He said just that? What an asshole!"

"Mom!"

"He is, honey! How could he not give you any acceptable reason? Cause he's an asshole!"

"He's not an asshole."

"Oh, God, you still like him."

Rory didn't answer and Lorelai didn't want to push it, so she moved to the next subject.

"What about Finn?"

"What about Finn?" Rory asked confused.

"What is he doing here?"

"He passed out mom, you were there."

"Ok, maybe I phrased that wrongly. Why did you take Finn to dinner with you?"

"I couldn't exactly take Logan."

"I know, but why Finn?" Lorelai asked a little impatient, "I never thought you guys were so close that he would make the sacrifice of having dinner with my parents. I'm not judging you or condemning you or anything, I just want to know what made you choose Finn over, I don't know, Marty for example."

Marty again. Rory didn't know why she didn't think of Marty or why she had asked Finn, she just had. He seemed like good company for the night, that was all. There was nothing to it. Or was there? She remembered that moment before, when she was taking off his jacket and he looked at her and smiled. She couldn't ignore the tingly feeling in her gut and the blushing when she stared into his great blue eyes. She shook her head when she remembered this and her mom saw it.

"What?"

"Nothing mom. I don't know, ok? I don't know why I didn't think of Marty, I don't know why I asked Finn, I just did. He talked to me and he was sweet about me and Logan, he pretended that he didn't see that I was sad. I needed that. I needed someone I could talk to who didn't feel sorry for me. I like having him around. He's fun to be with. Just because I'm not with Logan anymore doesn't mean that I have to stop seeing Finn."

"Ok, ok, back off there soldier. I'm not saying that. You don't have to stop talking to him or anything. I just wanted to understand and now I do, so, ok, no need to get aggressive."

"I'm not aggressive."

"Sure you're not. Go to bed sweetie, we'll talk in the morning." Lorelai stood up and kissed her daughter's forehead leaving her in the kitchen. 'Poor kid, she's totally lost' she thought as she went up the stairs watching Finn asleep in the couch.