I AM SO SORRY. More then six months. But I really hope this makes up for the waiting. Please forgive me, and thank you for the reviews.

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Chapter two, please forgive me.

All kinds of emotions where running true Rory's mind. Why he was here, did she really want to forgive him, was she going to? Would it be the same as before? But she couldn't come to any conclusion because of the feeling of Logan's arms around her. God, she had missed him so much. She felt like the only girl in the universe when he was around, and now holding her, she felt like she was in paradise. But every paradise has a snake, and her mind was yet again taking the control over her. Could you really blame her, she knew what would happen if she opened up her heart for him again. When she had done it he had crushed her. They where "broken up". As well, it happened with Dean and Jess. They too broke her heart. She really loved him, but was it worth it? Because she didn't know if she could actually forgive him.

Meantime Logan was holding her as tight as she was holding him. He was so glad he could finally embrace her. He knew he loved her but she just didn't understand how much she actually meant! Yes he screwed up, he almost winched at the thought, Logan Huntzberger always the man who never regretted a thing, never said he was sorry was begging for his dear life. Well wasn't that just hilarious, not. Logan was thinking of ways to make her forgive him. The cd was just the beginning, a trip to New York, flowers, no not flowers but fries, tons of fries and coffee, everyday for a year. That moment he swore to himself that if she forgave him, no when she did it. Logan never stopped when it was hard. He would buy all Rory's coffee for a year. His thoughts were stopped by Rory's words.

"Logan, Logan you're hurting me" Rory almost whispered.

"What, oo sorry" he said sheepishly and took a step back. He had been holding her to hard.

Rory took a step back and starting to fiddle with the hem of her shirt. She didn't know where to look. She couldn't look at him. She had seen the emotions in his eyes. Love. And it scared her to death. Instead she looked at the door.

"You broke my door" it wasn't a question. Rory said almost amazed. Then her anger took a grip of her mind. "What where you thinking, you you jerk" Rory was almost steaming. Always better to mask your fear and get angry, attack.

Logan did look slightly sheepishly. "Well you see, Ace" Logan started but Rory went on. Attack again her mind rambled. "Don't you Ace me, Ace was gone the moment you told your sister we where BROKEN UP". This time Logan truly winched. He felt like Rory had hit her. But she had, emotionally, in his heart. But he wasn't going to let her win. Never, a true Huntzberger never gave up. "Rory."

She stopped and looked at him. "What?" she snapped, as tears where staring to appear in her eyes. Logan saw it. In that moment he hated himself. He needed to reach her before Paris would burst in. He had seen that girl in the newsroom, she was everywhere. He needed to do something and fast. "I am sorry. I got scarred. You hit a nerve and I started to attack you instead then telling you that you were right. You were right about everything, but I want to change. You have changed me without even noticing it. Before I couldn't even commit but I did. To you, and I love, loved every minute of it. I want it back, I want you back."

Now Rory was really crying. She hated that she knew he meant it. She hated that it was already too late. Logan was suddenly advancing on her. He could see her tears and she knew if he held her now she would forgive him. She wasn't ready, her heart needed too heal.

"No"

One word and he stopped his walk towards her. "Logan, you need to understand. I gave you my heart, my trust and you threw it away. You knew how hard this year has been too me, quitting school, loosing my mom. She started to sob. I can't do this right now." She turned her back at him.

That moment a dragon like Paris was bursting into the room. "I swear to God Logan if you don't leave now I will help you, and I know marshal art." Logan almost laughed at the thought but the seriousness held the laugh back. He sent one last sad look. "I will be back, I will give you space but I wont back done. I love you to much and I won't lose you again." He reached his hand out as is he wanted to stroke her arm but a glaring Paris made him take his arm back. Once out of the apartment he let a single tear escape. Angry he stroke it away. He took out his cell calling a familiar number. "Finn, meet me at the Pub."

He needed to grieve before he started the war of wining his Ace heart back.

Back in the apartment Rory was crying her heart out. She was so sad. About him, about her mother. She couldn't do it. Paris was trying to comfort her but nothing was working. Paris was not the cosy person but Rory really appreciated it. The afternoon light was fading and night was coming. Now Rory was only sobbing silent. "Hey, let's watch a movie" Paris said silently. "Don't you have something to do with the paper, you don't have to keep me company, I am fine" Rory stated. "You can lie all you want Gilmore. You are my best friend and I will not let you be on your own right now. Only if it is to preventing you to do something stupid." She went to order food for wallowing, which was the only thing she could actually do. Pizza and tons of candy as well as Ben and Jerrys. When Paris was gone Rory changed to her favourite pyjamas. It was one with little owls on it. Logan had given it to her because of her love of reading. What she screamed in her mind. You can't wear that. She quickly changed and slipped on her pink slippers. At least these weren't from him!

When the food arrived the girls were Casablanca already in the DVD player and both of them had tissues ready if crying were needed. At least she had a friend who wouldn't abandon her.

GGG

"Finn, give it back!" Logan was getting pissed in his drunken haze. They were all sitting in the couch at Logan's place.

"Well Colin, what do you think? Our dear Logan has been drinking how much scotch?"

"A dear Finn, I think I started to count when we passed 7" Colin answered.

"This is none of your fucking b" Logan started but was cut of by a slightly angry Finn.

"Logan mate, we are your best friends. We will drink with you, but we won't let you make a fool out of yourself by calling Rory when you are this plastered. You have already done enough today, you yourself said to her you would back of a bit. And calling her drunk is not a good idea! For your own sake don't."

But during Finns little speech Logan had already passed out. Dreaming of a blue eyed angel.