Logan takes a deep breath. "What's the truth?" Logan says afraid of the answer.
"I'm scared." Rory says timidly.
"Of what?" Logan asks somewhat confused.
"Everything." She says as she finally looks Logan in the eye. "I'm afraid that if you ask yourself why you're going to marry me, you'll come up short."
"Rory, you know that I love you."
"I do. I do know that, but it doesn't stop me from wondering why. Why me?"
"You're everything to me, that's why."
Rory puts her head down again and stares at her hands. "I was scared-" Rory takes a deep breath as her eyes begin to water. "I was scared thinking that maybe this whole big step isn't what I really want. Maybe the whole marriage thing isn't what I want my life to be. Maybe I'm not ready this. "
"You were having doubts?"
"I was."
"And you didn't tell me. Why?"
"How could I look you in the eye and tell you that? How could I look you in the eye and tell you that I was rethinking everything; that I was rethinking us?"
"I don't get it, I thought you were happy."
"I was. I am. It's just with work it requires so much attention and it was everything I wanted it to be. I'm doing everything I love about journalism, everything I've dreamt it would be. I didn't want to give that up.
"So you want to call off the engagement." Logan says stiffly.
Rory shoots her head up. "No."
"But you just said-"
"I said I was having doubts. Keyword: was. Not anymore." Rory took a deep breath. "I found something out today. I found an answer to a question that's been on my shoulders the past couple days."
"What?"
"For a while I thought I was pregnant. And that added on to the whole 'scared' part. All I could think about was that we're not ready for that. It's too soon. So I gathered enough courage and took the test this morning."
Logan inhales a deep breath. "What it say?"
"It was-" She sighs painfully. "It was negative and suddenly I felt this pang of disappointment in my stomach. The entire time I was hoping it wasn't true and when I found out that it wasn't, I felt somewhat empty and sad. Then I realized that this is what I really want. I want kids, I want marriage and a family, I want you." Rory gets off the couch and walks up to Logan. "I have a compromise for you." She takes Logan's silence as an 'ok' and continues. "I'll cut back at the paper, a little, if you do something."
"Do what?"
"Marry me."
"What?"
"Let's get married."
"We are. What do you think that rock on your finger is?"
"Not an engagement. I want to get married…….next week."
"Next week?"
Rory nods nervously. "Next week. Your mother and my grandmother can pull that off, don't you think?"
"But-"
"You asked me to marry you, now I'm asking you to marry me."
Logan stutters. "But isn't next week a little soon? I thought we wanted to wait?"
"I'm done waiting. We've been waiting for almost 3 years. 'When you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with a person, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.'"
"You stole that from 'When Harry met Sally.' "
"Well it fits. I know what I want. Probably the reason we had so much trouble staying together is we really didn't know if this was ultimately what we wanted. I've thought about it, more now than before, but I want this. I think you want this too-"
"You know I do."
"Ok then. Let's do it. We have nothing standing in our way. I don't want a million dollar wedding with hundreds of people. As long as you're there across from me that's all I need. I want it all with you. I want the white picket fence or the uptown penthouse if you want. I want the his and her towels. I want the first house, the decorating arguments, I want the wedding anniversaries, and I want the little baby inside the crib in the nursery. I want it all." Rory emotionally recites some of the words from Logan's proposal. Logan is silent. Rory looks at Logan, confused. "What? Talk to me."
Logan stares repentantly at Rory. "Rory." Logan's voice breaks along with Rory's fragile heart, for she sees the answer in his eyes.
Rory looks down, rejected, and scoffs. "Of course."
"I want to, Rory. You know I do, but not now. You were feeling all these things. You were having doubts about us. How could I just put that behind me; how could I just forget about that? You were going through all these emotions and you never told me about it."
"As I recall you did the same thing."
"Yeah, but not once have I ever doubted us, ever. You have. You had a thought in your mind about us not being together. Where am I supposed to put that?" Logan says painfully.
A tear escapes from Rory's eye. "I don't know." Rory looks down before she sadly looks back up at Logan. "I'm sorry. I ruined everything, huh?"
"No. It's just going to take a little longer then we want it. Too much is going on right now."
Rory nods. "I'm tired. I'm going to rest a little bit." Rory says wretchedly before she makes her way into the bedroom. She falls onto the bed and curls up. Silent tears fall down her cheek. She suddenly feels movement next to her, but still faces away.
Logan crawls into bed next to Rory, but still leaving some space between them. "Rory?"
"Yeah?" She says with distress evidently in her voice.
"I love you."
After a silence, she replies. "I love you too."
They both become quiet. The room soon filled with awkwardness and pain as they laid uncomfortably next to each other in silence, both staring into space.