Summary: Rory learns the story.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, except Eisley and Noa

What makes it bearable


Rory sat by the window. She watched the street below. The people below lived their lives as they wanted; they were not thrown into situations that they had not planned on being in. She didn't want to have a step-child; it was just supposed to be her and Logan. She was the one who was supposed to have his children. 'His children. Their children.' Rory had not really thought greatly on whether she wanted to marry Logan, they had always just live in the now. Could she be Logan's wife even if he had Noa? Was Logan going to choose Noa over her at some point? Why them, hadn't she and Logan been through enough? Should she leave? Why was she staying? Rory turned to the bed in the room, there was the reason why she stayed: him. Logan's body lay motionless, asleep on the bed; Rory stood up, closed the curtains, and walked to the bed. She pulled back the sheets and climbed in; as she lay back on the pillow she turned, and snuggled up to Logan's chest and drifted off to sleep listening to his breathing.


"Do you want to talk about it? What do you want to know? I'll tell you everything or nothing; your choice, Rory." Logan stared at her from across the table, his eyes desperately wanting to tell her everything. But, at that moment Rory was not going to give him the satisfaction.

"Go on, go to work. We'll talk when you get home." She said without glancing at him.

"Are you sure?" She nodded. Logan slowly got up. He opened his mouth as though he wanted to say something but changed his mind. He turned and left. She was all alone, by herself, solitary. She, herself stood up, got dress and left the apartment. There was something that she had to do.


Rory stood there staring at the gate. That gate, which she had entered last night unaware of the lion's den behind it. In she walked free of choice, she had to do it, she had to, despite the feeling in her stomach, she had to. As Rory walked to the door she felt like she was signing away her life. Before Rory could notice what she had done, she had rung the door bell and heard footsteps behind it. The door opened, there standing behind it was Eisley; without words the two women knew exactly what was to unfold in the next moments. Eisley moved aside for Rory to pass, Rory taking a bold move walked directly into the living room and sat down, Eisley followed. She did not look up at Rory, nor Rory, her.

"What do you want to know?" Rory lifted her gaze to her, and for the first time Rory truly took in what Eisley looked like. She was taller than Rory, her hair a red-brown, that as Rory watched changed its highlights as the sun hit it differently – gold, copper, blonde almost black, then again a brown-- her eyes – the most captivating part of her – were a green hazel, her face was soft, kind, and unafraid of what was to come, like she had been preparing for since Noa was born.

"Everything." Eisley breathed in.

"I was a friend of one of Colin's girlfriend's, she convinced me to go to a party, one night during high school, where I met a very drunk Logan Huntzberger; there was something there. It wasn't like there were fireworks or anything like that; we just liked each other's company. We were kindred souls." She watched Rory for any indication of a reaction. "I think at moment in time we were searching for reasons for…everything, anything, nothing. There was never anything romantic in the beginning, it was just support. We were friends, just friends. Then the loneliness got to us; you know the loneliness that ou can feel eating away at you, until there's nothing left. Even though we had people around us constantly-- Logan always had his girl of the week-- we were lonely. We never could communicate that loneliness to other people, just each other. If that makes any sense." She stopped and walked back to the kitchen. Rory followed not wanting to miss a beat. Eisley poured herself a glass of water and offered one to Rory. Rory shook her head no. Eisley continued. " We were alone one night, and… things happened. We weren't drunk or anything. It wasn't passion, love, or lust, it was need; the need to be close to someone, to be close to someone that understood us completely, such a fundamental feeling. That wasn't when Noa was conceived, no. She happened later." Eisley took another deep breath, "We went off to college, we went on our ways. 'Each his own.' Then Logan's dad started asking Logan to go to London for the weekend, to get him use to what was to happen to him after college. And on the weekends we met up, we talked, we listened, we sat in silence and sometimes we met our needs. This went on for a year or so, freshmen year, then summer came. Logan spent the last of summer with me. That's when Noa came about, she was born after the end of my sophomore year. I didn't tell Logan, he didn't even know I was pregnant. His dad didn't send him to London as much and every time he was here, I said I was busy. I told him at the end of the summer that year, before school started, that was the year he took off to travel, to deal with what I had told him. He wanted to be a part of Noa's life, he wanted to help, but he didn't want anyone to know." Rory was about to ask why, when Eisley continued. " I mean, how would that have looked: 'Heir to the Huntzberger fortune has bastard child at twenty.' I understood. So we told no one; not even my dad knows who Noa's father is; Liam knows but he's the only one. Logan would come once and awhile, when he could. And now that he's in London, he sees Noa at least four times a week. He's become a really good dad." Logan a dad; the thought to Rory was very strange. He was a dad, and he would always be a dad.


Author's note: Sorry it took so long to get the story of Noa up, but I wanted Eisley to tell it, not Logan. Please read and review I have a feeling that some of you may not like the whole "needs" thing, but in my development of Logan, it's important.And sorry about the closeness of the lines it's double space on compuer but didn't show up here.Please review.