Title: A Questioning of Love

Author: RoLoLuver11

Category: Gilmore Girls

Pairing: Rory and Logan

Warnings: Abuse, alcohol, and I think that that is all but it may get worse. It will not be that way during the entire story.

Summary: Alcohol, work, and withdraw of general communication can rip people apart, even Rory Gilmore and Logan Huntzberger who have been married for fifteen years. With two children, crazy friends, high society, addiction, and much more, how long will it take before the last button is pushed? Can the destruction be redeemed?

It was 10:30 at night. Rory was in the kitchen cleaning up when she heard the door lock click. Without even looking, Rory knew it was he, or at least the part of him she never wanted to see. She put down the dish she had been washing as she listened and prayed that he would just go to bed. She heard the thump of his briefcase on the hard wood floor and the swish of his coat as he threw it onto the nearest object. She clasped a dishrag in her hands as she heard him move around the mansion. Rory remained silent hoping that if he didn't find her soon he would just give up his search. His feet stumbled down the halls as he came closer and closer to the kitchen.

"Rory?" He called as he opened doors and turned on lights.

Rory stood still in fear, as she knew that he would not give up his fight to find her tonight. Finally, she heard his footsteps draw to a stop right outside the kitchen. It had no door so she knew he could see her stiff and quiet body next to the sink.

"There you are. Didn't you hear me call for you?" He slurred as he approached her.

"No, I I didn't. I'm sorry. I've been working, and I I guess I got a little preoccupied." Rory said stumbling over her words with fear as she lied through her teeth. She had become a much better liar since she had been married to Logan for the past fifteen years, but she still didn't quite trust her skills against Logan even when he was drunk.

Logan stared at her not sure whether she had told the truth or not. He quickly let it go though because he had already found her now. He stepped closer to her and wrapped his arms around her as he began to kiss her neck.

"Logan…" She pleaded as she tried to push him away.

His hands began to roam but still held her tight so that she couldn't get away.

"Logan…please…" She pleaded louder and stronger now pushing him even harder away from her.

Logan stepped back abruptly with wild anger in his eyes.

"You're cheating on me aren't you?" Logan accused her with a voice cold as ice.

"No! Logan please…I would never do that." Rory said as she stepped toward the exit.

"Yeah right!" Logan yelled. "Just because I'm not always here to cater to your every need you go out sleep with every man you meet!"

"Logan where is this coming from? What are you talking about?" Rory questioned him with pain in her voice as she moved farther away from him.

"Why won't you be with me?" Logan threw right back at her.

"Logan, you're drunk!" Rory screamed. "You're always drunk!"

By now they were out in the hallway advancing toward the front of the mansion.

Up the stairs a little blond-haired, blue-eyed girl awoke from her peaceful sleep. She heard yelling and screaming come from the hallway down below her room. She got out of her bed and grabbed her soft, white unicorn as she made her way past her princess fairy nightlight to the door that was covered with pictures of fantasy. She reached up for the handle and walked out to the balcony. What she saw scarred her for the rest of her life.

Her mommy and daddy were yelling at each other as her mommy cried. He daddy looked furious. She wondered what was happening. She had heard her parents fight, but she had never actually seen it. She wondered is this was what it was always like. Her mommy always acted like their fights were nothing to worry about but as the little six-year-old looked down at her parents, she was worried. Tears began to swim in her eyes as she saw her daddy hit her mommy across the face. Her mommy fell to the floor and cried. The little girl held her unicorn tight as she tried not to make a sound.

All of a sudden, the little girl was swept up from the floor and hoisted onto another girl's hip. The six-year-old was carried into a room neighboring her own. She was placed on a fluffy, multi-colored comforter and had her tears wiped away as she looked up into the brown eyes of her older sister.

"Bailey, why were you out there?" the young woman asked in a panicked voice.

"Evie…Evie…mommy and daddy…they were…" Bailey sobbed as Evelyn held the little girl close.

"I know Bailey. I know." Evelyn said as she rubbed soft circles on Bailey's back and the yelling continued to come up the stairs and fill the room with eerie echoes.

A/N: Just a few notes on this story. 1) Yes, it is a Rogan. Even though it seems like it isn't it is. 2) TONS more will be explained. Don't worry. I am working on the second chapter right now and it has a LOT of explaining in it. 3) Please review and tell me what you think of it whether it be good or bad. I love reviews because they tell me what I can do better. Thanks for reading and I hope you liked it!