AN: Well, I am still alive. I am so sorry that this took an absolute eternity to update but things have just been crazy. This past semester was awful, but now that finals and everything is over (Insert crazy jumping and screaming here), I hope to make the updates frequent. I'm sorry that you probably have to go back and reread to remember what's going on (heck I had to do that myself), but I promise it won't be like that from now on…

There have been questions about whether it's a Rogan or a Sophie but all that I'm going to say is if you read my other notes you should be able to figure it out.

Anyhow, enough rambling for this chapter. Hope you enjoy & remember I like it when your review!

Disclaimer: I don't own GG, unfortunately, but I do live in the town that is home to one of Matt Czuchry's favorite restaurant (basically I think I'm just going to camp out there from now on)

He maintained his position making sure that Logan wouldn't notice that he was being followed. The boy never drove that slowly. Could he please just hurry up and get off the exit so he could get this over with. The boss would probably be calling any minute wanting to know if it was done. Oh well, he just had to wait.

Finally, the blinker on Logan's Porsche signaled that he was getting off on exit 24 just like he was supposed to. Good, so far no complications. He couldn't afford any problems.

"I can't believe you ended up at Yale" Rory said in between bites of her macaroni n cheese.

"Well, it's a DuGrey tradition. Janlan wouldn't hear of me going anywhere else. I never would have expected to look for you here though. You and Paris were both so set on Harvard. I still can't believe that you two are still speaking, never mind roommates. We definitely all have to go out together sometime. I haven't seen Paris in forever."

Rory and Tristan had spent the night catching up on the past few years of their lives. Rory was amazed at the fact that nothing was awkward between them. Sure, Tristan was the same arrogant, egotistical guy that she had met on her first day of Chilton, but something was also different. He seemed like the type of person that she could be friends with. Paris would die when she found out that Tristan was back in their lives.

Just as they were leaving the pub, Rory heard a loud man with a strong accent attempting to convince a tall red-head to leave with him.

"How rude is that" Tristan said, "the poor girl obviously does not want to go with him. Maybe I should help her out"

"Really" Rory answered in shock "You have changed quite a bit there Bible boy." She was laughing inside. She had missed Finn and all of Logan's other crazy friends. Half of her wanted to go over and say hello but she didn't know if that would be such a good idea. After all he probably was mad at her. Before she could even decide, she felt a tap on her shoulder and turned around to find a drunken Colin staring at her.

"Well hello Reporter Girl" he slurred out "I haven't seen you in quite a while. Hmm, when was the last time, oh right, just before you found out about Huntz's rendezvous with all of those blonde ditzs. What were their names? Finn, what were the names of those girls Huntz was with while him and Rory were broken up the first time?" Colin yelled across the pub.

Rory couldn't even get a word in once Finn came over and the boys started talking all about Logan. She tried not to listen but found herself drawn into their drunken ramblings and completely forgetting that Tristan was still standing right behind her.

"Yes, will that was the most depressed I've ever seen him" Colin stated to Finn

"Well, he holed himself up in his room for days until we finally convinced him to come out with us" Finn replied.

"He wasn't even a fun drunk, he only mumbled on about how he screwed up and he missed Rory"

The boys had obviously forgotten that Rory was right there but as they continued, she began to think that maybe she had made a mistake. She hadn't really given him a chance to explain himself and he had been working extremely hard to get her back. Why would he do that if he was just going to cheat on her again?

"No, no I can't let myself do this," she though to herself. "He screwed up, I have to move on."

With that she recalled that Tristan was still there and turned to see him staring at Colin and Finn, now bickering over whether Logan was more depressed after the first or second break up.

"Who the heck are these people and who is Logan" he asked Rory.

She quickly grabbed his arm and steered him toward the exit with the classic excuse of "It's an old story."

Logan turned off of the exit ramp and pointed his car in the direction of the rich section of Hartford. Why was he doing this again? He hated meetings with his father. Maybe he should go get drunk first and show up late and drunk. Then he would really make his father mad. But no, he continued on towards the Huntzberger mansion, dreading the evening's events the entire time when in the blink of an eye, his car lost control and headed into the woods just off the side of the road.

It was a perfect shot and the silencer had kept the gun from making a sound. The Porsche had gone right toward the trees where he wanted it. Quickly he unbuckled his seat belt, grabbed the rope and tape from the passenger seat as well as the gun.

"You never know if the kid is going to put up some kind of fight" he muttered aloud to himself.

Once the car engine was turned off, he ran off toward where the Porsche had driven off the road.