Disclaimer: If I owned Gilmore Girls the only mention of Logan would be well...none.

A/N: I'm so sorry for taking so long to post, but I'm really stuck on this story. I think this or the next one might be the last part, but I am going to make a sequel, Pieces Mended, so watch out for that. For the last part, I thought it would be better to be third person, and the bold is Lorelai (at home in Stars Hollow)

It was time to leave Lane's. I knew that sooner or later my mom would see the sign in Andrew's store and recognize my handwriting. I guessed it would be sooner rather than later, and knowing my mother she would come here looking for me.

It wasn't time to go home yet, I could feel it. Yes, I missed my mom a whole lot. More than anyone could know, but I still had some things to work out. I had to have everything back on track before I went home. I had to make her proud after disappointing her like that.

I left Lane a note, telling her I had to go. I hated leaving like that, but I had to get out of there.

Zach seemed to be happy that I was leaving. I don't think he's ever really liked sharing Lane with me, even though I've known her for more than twice as long as he's known her.

I had no idea where to go, there was only two hours before it was dark.

I drove away from Lane's apartment, away from Stars Hollow, away from the place I used to call home. When would I be able to come back again?

I got on the highway and started driving.

Where could I go?

Not to my grandparent's, not to Logan's apartment, not to Paris's apartment, or Yale, or Stars Hollow. Suddenly I got an idea. I quickly made a U-turn, and drove until it got completely dark.

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I was staying at some cheap motel. I didn't know the name of it nor did I want to know the name of it.

I still had a day to kill before I could carry out my plan. I stayed in my room all day, not daring to go out, partly because I was afraid of what I might see in this place and partly because all the things from the past few months were catching up with me.

I sat on the bed with my notebook writing letters to everyone I knew, not suicide letters, but apology letters, confession letters. I wrote one to my mom, then to Lane, then to my mom again. After that I wrote one to Jess, Grandma, another one to my mom, Paris, and a final one to my mom.

I also wrote a note to Logan, but that was one of anger, not an apology letter.

As I was writing I realized that with every word I wrote a weight was being lifted off my shoulders. I could breathe a bit easier, I could think a bit clearer. Writing these letters had about 5 times the effect of any of my pro-con lists.

I finished all the letters and I took a deep breath. Finally, everything seemed to clear, I knew what I had todo to get everything back together. I reflected on the past few months and couldn't believe what I had done. I was shocked and appalled by my behavior, and I was going to everything I could to fix everything.

Thoroughly exhausted, I closed my notebook and fell into the deepest and best sleep I had had since the fight with my mother.

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Luke stood there, staring at the book. It was the dinner rush, his busiest time of the day, yet he stood there staring at Jess's book, frozen to the spot.

Finally after Lane asked him if he was okay, he picked up the book and opened it, slowly turning the page.

He got to the dedication page and when he saw it he was completely surprised and very touched.

"Free coffee and desserts for everyone!" Luke yelled, as he moved from behind the counter and went back to work.

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Today was the day, or rather tonight was the night.

Rory had reached her destination and was settling down in her room.

She felt bad for being here without her mother. They had always planned to come to Atlantic City together for Rory's twenty-first birthday, but seeing as how they weren't speaking the plans obviously weren't about to be carried out by the two of them together.

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11:59

Rory made her way to the casino/bar of the place that she was staying at and ordered a martini

Lorelai couldn't sleep. Being especially careful not to wake Luke, she headed down the stairs.

12:00

Rory ordered a martini and sat down at the card table to play a game of 21.

Lorelai walked into Rory's room and lay on Rory's bed.

Rory hesitated for a moment, but then she heard her mother's voice in her head.

"It's hard to believe that at exactly this time 21 years ago, I was giving birth to you."

After giving a silent reply of "Here we go again." Rory looked the dealer in the eye and said, "Deal me in."

Lorelai lay on the bed, reflecting on her relationship with Rory and how it had started falling apart in the last few years. She was just starting to give up hope when she heard Rory's voice in her head, groaning and saying, "Here we go again." Lorelai smiled and finally fell asleep.

She (Rory) caught the eye of the guy next to her and said, "Hi, I'm Rory."

He smiled and stuck out his hand, "My name is Henry, nice to meet you."

Getting those 21 numbers would be easier than she thought.