A/N-Please R&R!

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Rory couldn't bring herself out of bed. How could Logan? She had thought that she really loved him. The phone seemed to be ringing off the hook throughout the day. At noon, she heard Logan's voice coming on the answering machine.

"Ace, it's me. Look, I'm really sorry. I can explain though. Just give me a chance, please. Call me, ok?" Rory didn't think she could stand to hear his voice any more, she leaped out of bed and yanked the phone cord out of the wall. Rory than realized how hungry she was and went into the kitchen to get something to eat.

As Rory poured herself a bowl of cereal she realized that this wasn't her. She wasn't the girl who tortured herself over a guy. There were so many guys in the world, but none like Logan, she thought to herself and than shook her head, trying to clear it. Suddenly she heard her cell phone ringing, despite herself, she desperately wanted to talk to Logan. She checked the caller ID, to read that it was her mother calling. Knowing that Lorelai was having problems of her own, Rory tried to put on a cheerful voice while picking up the phone.

"Hi, Mom," Rory said, her voice cracking with the effort.

"Rory, hon, what's wrong?" Lorelai questioned her daughter, instantly able to read the note of sadness in her daughter's voice.

Rory broke down and ended up crying to her mother, "Mom, he's gone and he doesn't love me. Now there's Rebecca and an empty apartment, and everything is gone," Rory incoherently spilled everything that had happened in the last few days to her mother.

"Rory, slow down. What happened?" Lorelai asked, concerned.

Rory wasn't able to relate to her mother what had happened because she was crying so hard. Finally, Rory gave up and hung up the phone and returned to bed sobbing.

Lorelai looked at her phone. She was less concerned than angry now. Angry at Logan, how could he do this to Rory? Lorelai dialed Sookie's number and waited for her to pick up.

"Hello?" Sookie's voice came onto the phone and Lorelai exhaled in relief.

"Sookie, I have to go out right now. I'm not sure how long. Just take care of everything at the inn, all right?" Lorelai instructed.

"Lorelai, is everything ok?" Sookie inquired.

"It's not me, it's Rory. I'll be back soon. Bye," Lorelai said without waiting for Sookie speak.

Lorelai ran to her car and started the engine. What she was doing wasn't just for Rory, but for herself. She concluded that she was going to be the mom and take care of her daughter, regardless of her own problems.

When Lorelai arrived at Rory's apartment, the door was locked.

"Rory! Open the door," Lorelai shouted. When no response came she became more worried, "Rory! Let me in!" Upon hearing no movement or sounds, Lorelai banged on the door with her fist. "Come on, I don't want to have to kick down the door. You know I can! Like, that time when, like, the house door was locked and the key was…Anyway, please open the door Rory. I really don't have to kick it down," Lorelai kicked the door with all her strength, resulting in only a very hurt toe.

Lorelai continued to bang on the door, when it remained shut and locked, she pulled out her cell phone and tried to call Rory. The phone rung out and the automatic voice answering machine came on.

"Hey, you've reached Rory's cell. I'm not available right now, so please leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can. Thanks, bye."

"Rory, it's your mom. I don't know where you are, but I'm outside your apartment and I'm really worried. Please, open the door. I love you, bye." Lorelai finished the message with the impossible hope that Rory would come and open the door.

Lorelai didn't know what she could do. There was only one person that she could think to call, and even though that person had just broken up with her, she needed him, and she hoped he would understand. Lorelai pulled her phone out and begun to dial Luke Danes' number.

"Hello," Lorelai was so relieved to hear Luke's voice, surrounded by the regular sounds of the diner.

"Luke, it's me, Lorelai," she began.

"Lorelai, look we're broken up. And I'm really busy. Now is not a good t-" Luke never got to finish his sentence as he was interrupted by a yelling Lorelai.

"LUKE! This is not about you! Or me! This is about Rory, she's locked herself in her apartment and I'm not sure if she's ok! Get over here, if you hate me fine. But don't hate Rory. Now get your ass over here," Lorelai yelled before hanging up the phone. She began to pace in front of Rory's apartment door. Luke was either going to come or he wasn't, she would just have to wait.

One and a half hours later, Luke came running over to Lorelai. Lorelai vaguely wondered how he had gotten there so quickly, but did not have time to wonder.

"Luke…" Lorelai began wanting to thank him.

"Ok, I brought a steel crowbar, hopefully we'll be able to break the lock with that," he said in a determined tone. "Stand back, ok." Luke pulled the crowbar and hit the lock hard, causing it to shatter. Lorelai shoved the door open and pushed in past Luke. Luke following closely.

"Rory?" Lorelai called loudly. "Rory, where are you?"

"Lorelai, I don't think she's here," Luke said tentatively.

"What! She called me a few hours ago! Where would she go!" Lorelai exclaimed franticly.

"I don't know, but we'll find her together," Luke tried to reassure her.

"Thanks, I just don't know why she would do this," Lorelai sad.

"Here, nothing is going to happen in the next ten minutes, why don't you tell me what happened," Luke suggested.

"I'm not really sure. Something about Logan running off with Rebecca or something. She was really upset," Lorelai said, a tear running down her face. She wiped it angrily away, "I don't know how Logan could do this to her? She gave him her heart, and he just threw it away. It's so hard for Rory to really, really like someone," Lorelai sniffed.

Luke handed her a tissue, "That's why we have to find her soon."

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Rory drove down the highway and decided that she was going to fix everything. As she pushed the gas peddle down harder and harder, she knew she would be able to make everything all right.