A.N. I know I said I was going to post by Sunday, but for some reason the internet at my house wasn't working. Then i was going to update Monday but I went to a concert that day too and was much too tired to update that night. I'm dead tired today too cause I just got back from a Cd signing that I stood in line for almost 3 hours, but i decided I had put off this chapter long enough. Hopefully you guys won't hate it too much.
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Months later, both Rory and Logan had already gotten settled into their new place. Rory loved New York, it fit with her and Logan had always loved New York ever since he was a little kid. Logan settled into his new work place rather well and Rory was loving her job at the Times; it was competitive and educational, all the things she thrives on. They were both busy that they hadn't known the hours they were getting home at. Logan always got home before Rory, but he didn't think too much of it. For instance just the other day Colin had a birthday party. Both Rory and Logan were invited but only Logan showed up because, of course, Rory had left a little message on the answering machine, the usual: "He baby. I'm sorry but something came up at the paper. I am so sorry. I'll make it up to you, I promise. Don't wait up for me, ok. I love you. Bye." However, Logan didn't read too much into it. But today Logan read a lot into it. He had gotten out of work early to set everything up. Rory was supposed to come early and Logan would surprise her, but things didn't come out that way. She was late, really late. She was supposed to arrive at 6 for dinner, but she enters the apartment at midnight.

Rory comes in and sees Logan sitting on the couch watching TV. She apologizes as she puts her stuff down and takes off her coat. "Hey, sorry I'm late. I was too busy to call. I got held back over there and I am dead tired. I'm surprised that I'm still able to move. There was this new headline story and-" Rory notices a tiny table for two in the dinning room. There were two candles that were lit, but the wax was worn down almost to the end. There were two sets of plates that were empty. And a rose in the center of the table. Rory turns to Logan, "What's all this?"

Still keeping his attention on the TV he says quietly, "Happy Anniversary."

Rory gasps and covers her mouth with her hand. She forgot. "Oh my God. Baby I am so sorry. I-"

"You forgot."

"Not on purpose. Things have been so hectic at work, I can't remember anything. I would forget my head if it wasn't screwed on." Rory says lightly trying to joke, but he's still mad. "I'm sorry."

Logan gets up from the couch and faces Rory. "That's all I hear from you now Rory, when I actually do see you of course, but most of them come from the messages you send practically every night."

Rory knows where this is headed, so she sighs. "Don't start with me, Logan. Not this again, not tonight."

"Not what again?"

"I don't want to fight with you, Logan."

"Trust me, I don't either but-"

"But what? What is your problem! I come home from work and all you do is pick fights with me!"

"You know, it seems, lately, that I don't even have a girlfriend, yet alone a fiancée, Rory!"

"What the hell are you trying to say Logan?"

"I'm just saying that I've been talking to your voice box more than I've been talking to you. And the only voice I hear from you is on our answering machine."

"I don't know what you want from me?"

"I just want my girlfriend back. And I really don't want to sound like a needy, whiny chick but we're supposed to be getting married and we've barely started planning."

"Logan, I am so close to getting the reporter position. I need to do this. Ok, I have a job."

"So do I, but I make it home at a reasonable hour."

"It's not that easy for me, Logan! I didn't have a job waiting for me at any of my future newspapers. I need to work my ass off because I want this so bad, but there are other people fighting for the same job! I got to want it more and I do want it more! This is my dream and you know that!"

"Of course I know that! It's all you damn talk about!"

"If you wanted someone with no goals or dreams you should have listen to what your father wanted you to have and gotten yourself a damn trophy wife because I will NOT be a trophy wife. I refuse to be a stay at home wife to plan parties, make social appearances and join the DAR! I will NOT sacrifice what I've dreamed about my whole ife! I will NOT do that, Logan!"

"I'm not asking you to be a trophy wife! I've never asked you to! I don't want that! It'll just be nice to see you once in a while without us fighting. That's all we've been doing Rory! You come home, we fight, we go to sleep pissed off, and you're always tired-"

"Is that why you're mad? Because you're not getting as much as you used to?"

"This has nothing to do with sex and you know that! I hate fighting with you Rory! Its not- It's not fun, ok. I don't want things to be like this with us."

They both become quiet and stare at each other from across the room.

"I'm not cutting back at the paper." Rory states simply.

"Yeah? Well than you did this." Logan turns around and heads to the coat closet and grabs his jacket.

"Logan, where are you going?"

"Don't wait up." Logan uses the same line Rory leaves on messages painfully just before he exits out of the apartment.

Rory looks at the door slam. She runs her finger through her hair in frustration. Rory sighs painfully and walks to where the table is set up. The food is untouched. The champagne bottle is unopened and a jewelry box sits on the edge of the table. She gently opens the box and her eyes begin to water at the sight of the beautiful piece of jewelry. Inside of the box, a piece of paper is visible. Rory takes it out and unfolds it; it reads: Think of it as your something new and something blue.

She closes the box and puts down the paper. She walks to the phone and dials an over-used number. "Mom, I'm sorry to wake you but I need you." Rory says distraughtly.

"What is it?"

"Can I just come over?"

"Of course. You don't need to ask to come home. But, Hon, what's wrong?"

"I just need-I need to talk to you. I need your advice."

"I'll be up."

"Thank you." Rory hangs up and goes to her room to pack an over night bag. Knowing Logan he's probably staying at Finn's or something and Rory really doesn't want to be home alone right now. She grabs her car keys, coat and walks out the same door that Logan walked out of.

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Three hours later Rory pulls up to the place where she has come for comfort for so long. She exits her car and runs to the door with tears in her eyes. She opens the door. "Mom?"

Lorelai comes downstairs. "What's going on Rory?" Lorelai says as she stops in front of Rory.

Rory looks at her mom sadly and says scratchily, "I need your help."

Lorelai notices the tears in her daughter's eyes and brings her into her arms. "Anything you need, Sweetie."

They make their way into the living room and sit down on the couch. Lorelai looks at Rory wanting her to speak.

"How do you choose between two things you've dreamed about your whole life?" She asks on the verge of sobbing.

"What things?"

"My career."

"The other?"

"Prince Charming." Rory says simply.

"Logan?" Rory nods. "What happened tonight?"

"He left." Rory cries.

"Logan. Why?"

"I forgot." Rory says regretfully.

"What?"

"I forgot about one of the happiest days I've ever had."

"You're anniversary." Lorelai says knowingly.

"I didn't mean to. It's just that the paper has been really stressful and demanding. There are people fighting for the same job and-." Rory pauses. "That's not really an excuse, huh?"

"I'm not sure, sweetie."

"He was so mad."

"Well you haven't been around much, kid."

"I know. I want to but-"

"You want to be there too."

"Yeah. I guess I was delusional to think I could have both."

"You could. You just have to compromise some things or, painful to say, give up on one."

"What if one of them just gave up on me?"

"Logan will never give up on you."

"You didn't see his face tonight. He hates me."

"Never." Lorelai cradles her daughter's face. "If this is the man you truly want to spend the rest of your life with, you'll fix it."

"I don't even know where he is." Rory says defeated.

"Yeah, you do. Is that all that's going on with you?"

"I think so."

"You think?"

"No. There is something else that's been on my mind for a couple days." Rory takes a deep breath. "I'm late"
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A.N. Drama, I kinda missed the drama. It probably sucks. But keep in mind when I wrote this I was tired after the first concert i went to plus I kinda got kicked by a crowd surfer. I hate those people. Thanks for the reviews and please continue. You guys are so rad!

POLL: The last line just came to me all of a sudden right when I was posting. So I thought I'd do a poll. Obviously you guys know what could happen if you're late. Girls, we know. Anyway review on whether or not you want Rory to be pregnant or not. Either choice I'll fit the story line in with it. So please review and let me know.