Title: Another Round

Chapter 2? (This is a WIP)
Rating: PG

Parings: Rory/Logan with some Rory/Jess (later on)

Spoilers: Nov 8th's episode

A/N: Thanks for all the wonderful reviews and comments! We thrive on them. As for the title, I have no idea if there is another fic by this name, it was an inside joke among the authors, darkangl2025 and swimchic2, and fits into the story in many different ways
Disclaimer: We forgot to mention no profit is being made from this story. All rights and characters are owned by the genius mind of Amy Sherman-Palladino and her writers and the WB. If you want to sue me, I'm in debt…so I'm not sure, but perhaps that would mean you could pay part of my debt for me. LOL
A/N part 2: Anyway on with the story. And for the Logan/Rory fans this will please you and as for all the Literatis out there, stick with us, we're definitely going to work on that for you. Have faith in us

She froze. "Oh god," she whispered. Thinking quickly, she added, "Get under the bed, hurry, hurry, please get under the bed, you are sooo not allowed in my room, and she'll be here in ten seconds!" She looked frantic. It would be her head, if a boy was caught in her room. She watched as he listened for the first time all night, and bent down and crawled under the bed. "Stay quiet," She whispered, and ran to remove the pillow from in front of the door. Two seconds later she heard a knock as she started coughing, and hopping around on one foot.

"Rory, is everything okay in there." Emily asked as she carefully opened the door. "I don't mean to disturb you but I heard this horrible noise, I thought someone was breaking in." Emily had the door slightly ajar and was scanning the room. "Why are you hopping up and down on one foot? You look like a goose."

Rory smirked and continued hopping around. "Everything is fine grandma," She said in an overly loud manner, just incase Emily could hear Logan's breathing, or something. "I just was looking through this book," She pointed to the book on the floor, "And I thought I saw a spider on the wall, and it really freaked me out, so I dropped the book, and it landed on my toe." She pointed to her toe. "And that is why I'm hoping around, and why I yelled."

"Oh, well," Emily looked at Rory and the wall suspiciously, "I guess I'll have to make sure to call the exterminators in the morning. Good night." and she closed the door behind her.

"Goodnight, Grandma," She yelled to the door, before collapsing onto her bed. "I think the coast is clear..." She whispered, and broke into a fit of giggles.

Logan slowly crawled out from under the bed. "Next time Ace," he said as he plopped down next to her, "wait for me to get out from under the bed before you jump on it." he said as he pretended to rub his sore ribs. "Were you trying to crush me under there?" He laid down on the bed next to her and pulled her close to him. "Maybe next time you should hide under the bed, and I can be the one afraid of the spider."

Rory laughed. "But that wouldn't work, because then my grandma would know that you were in my room, and that was the whole point..." She said, and swatted at him playfully.

Logan grabbed her hand, "so are you sure you want to escape? It seems like this could work for us." he gestured around the room. "We have...a bed...and blankets...and curtains...and whatever that big poofy pink object is in the corner." he said pointing.

Rory realized what she was doing and mentally hit herself in the head. What am I thinking? After what Jess told me. I totally agree with him. I would never... be doing this. Not in a million years... But what do I do? Logan has been my only... companion, friend, person in my life, for the past few months, I don't know what to do... Rory quickly stood up. "Lets start packing, we need to hurry before she comes back."

Logan stood up, "ok." he said quietly, "You don't happen to have any aspirin do you, I think I'm getting a headache."

She dug into her purse, and came up with a bottle of Aleve. "It's sort of one of those things for cramps, that I take... but it works for headache's, too." She handed him the bottle, and opened her closet and quietly pulled out her suitcase and began cramming everything possible into it.

Logan popped the bottle and took two out and swallowed them. "It's gonna be a long night," he mumbled to himself and then to Rory asked, "do you have another bag or suitcase or something we can throw the rest of your stuff into?"

She looked around. "Uh... oh!" She rushed over to the bed, and grabbed a pillow, then proceeded to pull the pillow out of the pillowcase. "We'll use this 1000 thread Egyptian cotton pillowcase," She said and laughed. "At least we know it won't rip, or anything." She tossed it to him, and sat on her suitcase, in an attempt to zip it shut.

Logan looked down at the pillow case he was holding, "should we paint a black dollar sign on it?" he asked as he walked over to her book case. "Um Rory..." he looked back at her, "maybe my perspective is a bit off, but why don't you just take the necessities, I'm sure your grandmother would send your stuff after you."

Rory looked at him, frowning. "Okay, have you ever met my grandmother? She would soooo not send me anything..." She laughed in spite of it, and managed to get the zipper halfway around the suitcase.

"I'm trying to make this stupid suitcase shut!" She suddenly felt her eyes starting to water. "I... Logan, what am I doing? I don't know what to do. I need..." She trailed off, afraid to say it, and frantically kept trying to get the zipper to shut.

"You need what?" Logan asked gently, as he went ahead and zipped the suitcase for her, "What's wrong? Why do you need to do this? Aren't things good? I mean I know you are mad about the pool house but they can't leave you in this room forever."

"How did you make that look so easy?" She asked looking at him incredulously. "No, they could leave me in this room forever, they could treat me like a baby forever, they could make me promise to never have to give away my 'sweater', although it's a little late for that, forever. They could trap me in this room! They could lock the door and slip in food through the bottom! I could grow old in this room, wearing that dress." She pointed to the one hanging on the door, and paused to look at him, before falling into his arms with a 'huff'.

Logan hugged her, "hey, it's going to be ok." He said softly while he stroked her hair. "Plus I doubt Emily would do that to you, she likes the way you run the DAR events, so you couldn't be that much of a prisoner."

"Oh my gosh. And that! That is just torture!" She exclaimed. "I can't be doing that either!" She looked up at him. "This may be you," She said, and pointed at him. "But this," She pointed to herself, "this is not me."

"So now you resent me for who I am? For this world that you now live in?" Logan was getting tired of Rory changing her attitude every five minutes. "I'm sorry, but you chose this Rory, you knew all that it entailed before you made these decisions, so now you just want to back out on me, Ace?" he added trying to sound less harsh.

"I don't know what I want..." She whispered, looking defeated. "I really don't know. I don't resent you. I do know that much. I think I resent myself, actually."

"So getting out of here will make you resent yourself less..." Logan said slowly wrapping his mind around things. "Let's get you packed and out of here." He paused for a second, "are you going to stay with me?" he asked, not sure of where she planned on going if she left her grandparents house.

She gave him a look that had 'i'm sorry' written all over it. "I don't know..." She jumped up again, and grabbed her suitcase and purse. "Are we ready? Can you think of anything else important?" She looked around and spotted the book sitting on her chair, she quickly stuffed it into her purse, trying to be nonchalant, by grabbing a few other books around it.

"You know that I'm used to spontaneity," Logan said as he looked around the room to make sure she had most of her stuff, "but you do need a place to stay." he said. "Because the guys at the club wouldn't like me to be seen with someone who sleeps in the gutter," he teased.

"You know I've always wondered what it would like to be a baglady..." She grinned at him, and then put her finger to his lips. "Time to be quiet again," She told him, and opened the door and peeked into the hall, before motioning him to quickly follow her.

Logan snuck out of the room after Rory making mock-Tom Cruise in Mission: Impossible gestures the entire way downstairs. They got to the front door and went outside, once the door was shut he turned to Rory. "I assume you're taking your car and meeting me at my place?" he questioned.