Part 27: Different Rooms

Rory rolled over and squeezed her eyes shut from the invading light that threatened to wake her up completely.

"Turn off the light." Rory groaned burying her head deeper into the pillow.

"She's starting to sound like Finn." She heard one voice say, she placed it as Colin's.

"All she needs is the accent and tendency to drink and they could pass as twins." She placed that voice as Logan's

"Usually people give me coffee before talking about me." Rory mumbled finally turning her head to see Logan sitting on the chair next to her while Colin read the paper at the kitchen counter.

"Making it right now, love." Finn said coming out of the kitchen with two mugs of coffee. "But in order to drink it you must sit up." Rory groaned as she sat up. She ran a hand through her hair to tame it a bit and sat Indian style on the couch. Finn gave her a smile and handed her the mug before sitting next to her.

"Your roommate called." Logan said taking a drink of his own coffee.

"Paris?"

"Yes, she's a bit on the scary side." Finn said with a shudder.

"That she is." Rory frowned. "How'd she know I was at Steph's? Does she even know Steph?"

"She called your cell." Colin said pointing to the cell phone on the coffee table.

"I talked to her, told her you were all right."

Rory nodded. "Thanks" She said as she took a sip of coffee. "My god, Finn, you make good coffee."

"Thank you, love."

"You're welcome." Rory took another drink and eyed Logan over the rim of her cup.

"What is it, Ace?"

"What?"

"You've been staring at me for the past five minutes. What do you want?"

"How do you know I wasn't just staring at your pretty face." Rory cursed inwardly for saying that, but he just smirked.

"I know. Now what is it?"

"When's your last class?"

"One, why?"

"Well, I made this lunch reservation at my mom's inn. And, well, I know it's going to be very tense and the people in the town are going to be pushing us together."

"Spit it out, Rory."

"Do you want to come?"

"Oh."

"I need a buffer. I just... don't want to spend two hours sitting across from her, making small conversation and maybe if you were there..."

"I could lighten the mood?"

"Something like that. Plus Jess says…"

"Jess?"

"He was the other person in the conversation you eavesdropped on." Rory said while Colin and Finn smirked.

"Right. Now what did he say?"

"Well, seeing as we're getting married, this might be the best time to see the real me."

"The real you? So the Rory we've been hanging out with the past month is just a fake you?" Colin asked.

"Those were Jess's words. Look, Yale me and Stars Hollow me are very different. Two completely different and separate lives."

"Okay."

"And it's something that I don't want to get rid of. It's something that's always going to be a part of me. And I'd rather you be part of it too than us having two lives. Our lives in Hartford... together and then the ones we have away from each other. Stars Hollow is a huge part of my life."

Logan sighed and ran a hand through his hair. He checked his watch; he had a class in ten minutes. "Can I think about it?"

Rory nodded. "If you're going to go, meet me at my dorm no later than one thirty."

Logan nodded and stood up. "Okay. I've got to go, I'm going to the dorm to change real quick. Finn, you mind walking Rory to her dorm?"

"Not at all, mate. It's not everyday I get to walk a beautiful girl to her room. My room, yes, but hers very rare."

Logan nodded and left closing the door behind him. He walked to his own dorm room seeing as he had ten minutes to get to class. He had two classes that day. One at nine which started in nine minutes now and it ended at ten thirty. He'd come back, take a shower, change his clothes and go to his eleven thirty class. God, college life was hectic he thought as he walked into his dorm and into his room. He stripped down and pulled on some clean boxers, jeans and a green turtleneck. He shoved his books into his bag and ran back out again and towards his class.

Stars Hollow. He remembered driving past it once. Not going in, just passing. The town was small, no more than a handful of people. Everyone knew everyone's business. Seemed charming. Not his style of place though. He was more of a city guy. He always liked the fast paced city life than the slow paced one of the country. But if he was to marry Rory, he was going to have to get used to the slow paced life just like she was going to have to get used to the fast paced one.

He walked into his class with fifteen seconds to spare. He sat down at a seat and pulled out his notebook and his pen. He was scribbling down some notes that were already written on the board when he remembered part of Rory's conversation with Jess. The part about the divorce loopholes.

When his mother and father had told him about the marriage he had demanded to see the papers which they happily agreed to give to him. He spent the whole night in Colin's room looking over the papers over and over again, looking for anything, something. The only thing that mentioned divorce, annulment and/or separation was that if such thing happened they would lose their money. He remembered thinking that it was like some sort of warped reality show the way they went about it.

They were each worth millions, billions even. His father was a newspaper mogul, owning more than twelve papers and a publishing group and more. The Huntzbergers themselves were of old money and had always been in the paper business, ever since his forefathers stepped off the fucking Mayflower.

Richard Gilmore was an insurance king, having raised his insurance business from nothing and succeeding. The Gilmore's were also old money having, like the Huntzberger's, come on the Mayflower.

Rory was also part of the Hayden's. Strobe Hayden had been a Supreme Court Judge who was in a word famous for the cases that he had taken care of before his death. Francine had taken care of his assets leaving Rory a good sum of the money that she would receive at twenty one along with other assets.

The union between himself and Rory was huge. The newspaper heir marrying the insurance princess. The minute they got married they were sure to get a lot of attention from the paparazzi which he was pretty used to seeing as his father had always been in the spotlight. He was surprised that they weren't getting any now seeing as the announcement had already gotten out. He sighed and looked up at the board having already missed half the lecture.

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"Are you ready, love?" Finn asked as he set his cup on the counter. Colin had left for his class a few minutes before leaving them alone with a sleeping Stephanie in the next room.

"Yeah, but my bags?"

"Don't worry about them. Colin and I will deliver them to your dorm later. Go get dressed, then we'll leave. Believe it or not, I have a class."

"You in class? I should call 'Ripley's Believe It Or Not'."

"No more teasing. Go!"

Rory laughed as she got up from the couch and made her way quietly to Steph's room. She went through one of her bags and got out a pair of jeans and a blue turtleneck and went to the bathroom to change. She put on her shoes from the previous night and grabbed her book bag.

"You really weren't going to leave without saying goodbye, were you?" Rory turned around and saw Steph sitting up in her bed with an amused expression on her face.

"I though you were asleep."

"Well, I wasn't."

Rory smiled and went to hug the girl. "Thank you so much for last night."

"What are friends for? I hope you're feeling better."

"I am just a bit. The words still sting, but I'll be fine."

"I know you will. You're a strong girl, Rory Gilmore. Nothing can break you."

"Well, I don't know about that. I've got to get going. Finn has to get to class."

Steph raised an eyebrow. "Should I call the press or would you?"

"I heard that!" Finn called from the next room.

Rory laughed. "I'll call you later, Steph."

"I'll be expecting. I'll get the guys to take your bags later."

"Thanks." Rory said as she closed the door behind her. She smiled at Finn who opened the door for her. Rory walked out, Finn after her. He draped an arm around her shoulders as he led her to her dorm.

"You okay, love?"

"I'm fine, Finn."

"You sure?"

"You want to know." Rory stated more than asked.

"Know what?"

"What all those things that Dean said last night meant."

Finn nodded. "I'm curious. As are we all. But I know when to cross the line and not cross it. This moment is a time better left uncrossed." Rory looked up at him. He smiled down at her. "We can be trusted. We can keep secrets with the best of them. Just know you can tell us anything when you're ready and willing." Finn said as he led her to her room.

"Thanks, Finn that was very deep."

"Don't get used to it, love." He teased.

"You're a good friend, you know that, right?"

"I've been told countless times. Doesn't mean I don't like hearing it."

Rory laughed as she knocked on her door. Paris immediately opened it.

"'Bout time you got here. I was worried when you never came back last night and then, when I came back this morning, I saw your keys and I thought you spent the night on some street corner."

"I'm not a hooker." Rory teased. Paris rolled her eyes.

"This is where I depart." Finn said as he pushed Rory into her dorm lightly. "I'll talk to you later, love." With that he kissed her cheek and sauntered down the hall. Rory just shook her head and went to her room, Paris following her.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, Paris, just had a tough night."

"What happened?"

"Last night when I got back, Dean was waiting for me. I forgot that I had asked him to come and I lost track of time. We had this huge blow out. I said some things. He said some things. Colin, Finn and Logan said some things and then he left. We broke up."

"Finally!" Paris said. Rory rolled her eyes.

"I... Well, I guess you could say I broke down. I couldn't find my keys, so Logan took me back to Steph's dorm and we all spent the night there where we had a wallowing fest and I ended up falling asleep somewhere between George Clooney and Matt Damon blowing up the safe and Vin Diesel and Paul Walker at race wars."

"Okay, didn't get that last part."

"Don't worry about it."

"What did Dean say?" Paris asked as Rory grabbed her towel. She had a class in an hour.

"He pretty much blamed the whole divorce on me, how everyone told him not to get involved with me from the beginning, which was said after I told him I knew about Lindsay. And so on and so forth. And then he accused me of sleeping with Logan."

"Wow."

"Yeah, wow. Look, I have to get in the shower."

"Yeah," Rory walked past Paris, but she grabbed her arm. "I'm sorry about Dean."

Rory gave a little chuckle. "You know what? I'm not."

Paris gave a smile. "You're strong, Rory."

"Thanks."

"Before you get in the shower, what are you up to today?"

"Class, then I'm going to Stars Hollow."

"Stars Hollow?"

"Yeah, I made a reservation at The Dragonfly. I invited Logan. He said he'd meet me out here if he was going. So that's still a question mark."

"So you're going to talk to your mom?"

"If she decides to sit at the table I'm at. Then yes, if not, then oh well."

"Well, have fun."

"Thanks" Rory said before closing the bathroom door and stripped out of her clothing and got into the warm water.

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Class had sucked big Rory thought as she walked into the newsroom. The lectures had been boring and she just wasn't into the subject she was learning that day. Dean's words replayed in her mind when she least expected like a movie and she remembered how much it had hurt. She had never expected getting the affair thrown in her face like that and, least of all, from Dean. She sat down at her desk and checked her mail quickly deleting all the junk mail and chain letters. She figured if she didn't open them she didn't get bad luck. She grabbed the disk that had half of the article on the LDB and was about to walk out when Doyle stopped her.

"Gilmore, when can I expect that article from you?"

"By Monday, Doyle."

"You disappear for two days and you expect me to just accept the article, Gilmore?"

"Doyle, I promise it'll be good. Really, really good. Now I need to get going to finish said article." Then she lowered her voice. "I have it on good authority that Paris will have the dorm free all afternoon." She said with a smile. "See ya later, Doyle." She looked at her cell for the time. One thirty five. "Shit." She cursed. She walked fast to her dorm room and opened the door to see Paris watching C-SPAN.

"Hey, Paris. Getting good?"

"Just waiting for one to keel over and die." Paris said not taking her eyes off the screen.

"You let me know if anything happens." Rory said opening her door. She saw Paris nod and walked into her room.

"Oh my god!" She said grabbing her heart in shock. Paris rushed in and rolled her eyes.

"I thought you knew Huntzberger was here." Paris said going back to the living room. Logan smirked as Rory closed her door.

"Didn't tell you, huh?"

"No, she didn't, sorry. It just took me by surprise when I saw you standing there." Logan smirked. Rory rolled her eyes and put her bag on the bed. He was looking at her pictures. She had one of her and Tristan at some party.

"My birthday last year." Rory said. Logan turned. She was behind him looking at the pictures as well. "It was at my grandmother's house. Tristan took me upstairs and we watched movies the whole time. I hate society parties." She pointed to another one. "Jess. He's the one I was talking to last night, we're good friends. He and Tristan are best friends." Rory said pointing to picture of Jess on a bench reading a book. She pointed to a group picture. "That's the members of Stars Hollow. It was hard to get the picture cause Taylor said we were unlawfully assembled." She pointed to a balding man who seemed to be making gestures with his hands. "Taylor." Logan smiled.

"You love your town, don't you?"

"Like Dean said, I'm the Stars Hollow Princess." She said with a smile. He stared at her. She shook her head. "Never mind." She pointed to another picture. "Me and Paris at our high school graduation."

"You were valedictorian?"

"And damn proud." She said. Logan smirked. "It's hard catching up at Chilton when you enter half way through the semester, sophomore year." She pointed to a picture of her dad and her. She was wearing a white gown and white gloves. He smiled.

"You were a debutante." He said. Rory smiled.

"Yeah, a case of wrong place at the wrong time."

"Did you like your escort?"

"My escort was Dean."

"Sorry."

"Nah, we had a good relationship back then. Things just got complicated." She whispered. "Not your fault, apparently it's mine." She backed away before he had a chance to respond and changed the subject. "So I'm guessing that you being here means that you're coming."

"You guess right, Ace."

"Sorry I'm late. Doyle cornered me at the newsroom when I was getting my disk and notes for the LDB article."

"No problem." She grabbed her bag and emptied it from books and put in her laptop and her notes along with her cell and her wallet.

"Ready?" Logan nodded as he grabbed his own bag. They left her room where Paris was still watching TV.

"I'll be back around four or so, so please be done with Doyle by then." Paris sent her a smile.

"Don't worry, I will be." Rory cringed at the images that were playing through her mind as she left the dorm room.

"That doesn't bug you at all?" Logan asked as he followed her out to her car.

"Why should it? As long as they're not doing anything while I'm there, it's fine. I've had many bad experiences with Doyle in Paris's very short robe." She said as she opened the car door and they got in. "Seeing as Paris wasn't willing to pay for my therapy sessions after those incidents, we made a pact. Any sex act done by either one of us has to be done when the other is not there. That's why I leave. Paris and Doyle are worse than dogs in heat."

"What about you?"

"What about me?"

"You ever have sex in the dorms?"

"Once. The rest was in Stars Hollow. And I'd rather not talk about my sex life with you." Logan smirked.

"Why not? We'll be married soon enough."

"Doesn't mean we're sleeping together."

"What about the honeymoon?" He smirked.

"Different rooms, Huntzberger," she said patting his arm "Different rooms." Logan just smirked as they drove down the freeway to Stars Hollow.

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