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Almost three weeks had passed since the Life and Death Brigade event. Finn and Stephanie had become practically inseparable, Colin and Paris had decided they were better off as friends with benefits and Rory had managed to avoid Logan like the plague.

The girls had gone to Stars Hollow for their traditional weekend where Lorelai demanded details on everything from the setting to how endowed Logan was. Rory kept most of the details under wraps, but commented that she had nothing to complain about.

Rory had been walking around campus for the last week feeling like crap. Her stomach was killing her, she couldn't keep anything down and she was beyond tired. Paris had advised her to go to the doctor, but Rory insisted she was fine and that it would pass.

Rory wrapped her coat around her tighter as she walked through the cold October air. She had her eyes on the ground as she made her way from the newsroom to her dorm.

Crashing into something solid she looked up and was greeted with familiar brown eyes and a confident smirk. "You know if you wanted to see me all you had to do was ask." he told her picking up a book she had dropped.

"Sorry, Logan." Rory mumbled tiredly.

"No worries," he shrugged. "So, you've been dodging me since the event, what's the deal?"

"There is no deal, I've just been busy."

"I know for a fact that you don't have class tomorrow, so how about you go out with me tonight?"

Rory felt a sharp pain shoot through her head and her stomach did a flip-flop, making her feel nauseous. "I can't."

"Why the hell not?" Logan yelled. He was frustrated, he had done nothing to make her angry with him, but yet she insisted on avoiding him.

She closed her eyes tightly as another jolt of pain passed through her and sighed, "I haven't been feeling well lately. I want to go home and sleep."

Logan took in what she had just said, in his experience a girl he had slept with telling him she'd been feeling sick was never a good sign. "There is no possibility you're pregnant…right?"

Rory gave him an odd look; he had asked her that with such disgust. "No, Logan, I'm not pregnant. I had my period last week." She snapped grabbing her book that he was still holding out of his hands and began to walk towards her dorm again.

"Rory, I didn't mean to offend you. It's just your sick three weeks after having sex, it's a logical question."

"People have sex and then get sick all the time, pregnancy is not always the cause of it."

Logan sighed, this was not the way he had imagined this going. "I'm sorry," he said becoming ashamed that he jumped to that conclusion.

"Whatever."

Logan took in her appearance for the first time. "Ace, you really don't look good," he told her, forgetting all about their previous conversation.

"Gee, thanks."

"No, not like that, it's just you're really pale."

"I haven't hit the tanning beds in a while, forgive me." She shot back annoyed and began to walk again.

"Rory, you need to go to the doctor." Logan told her as he fell into step with her.

"Thanks for the advice," she grumbled pulling her coat tighter around her.

"How long have you been sick?"

"I told you for about a week." She snapped as her head began to throb and she began to feel extremely weak.

Logan stepped closer to her and placed his hand on her forehead only to find her burning, "Ace, you're hot."

"Save the sweet talk for another time."

He stifled a laugh, only Rory Gilmore could shoot back with a sarcastic comment when she probably had at least a hundred and two fever. "Your dorm is too far away for you to walk to, come to mine."

"Whatever," she said shivering.

"I know you're sick, you are willing going to my dorm." He joked before pulling her into his arms in hopes of making her warmer.

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Logan opened his dorm room door and guided Rory inside. They were greeted with the sight of Colin sweet talking, what they were assuming was a girl on the phone and Finn was arranging his alcohol, sorting his favorites from the alcohol he only kept around for emergency's.

"Vodka, Whiskey, Rum, Vodka, Whiskey, Rum…Mr. Daniels, where are you?" Finn sang as he arranged the bottles. Logan smiled and shook his head at his friends antics, Finn treated alcohol like most people treated loved ones.

"Hello, Love!" Finn said, finally noticing that there were now two more people in the room.

"Hi." Rory said quietly, flinching from the loud register of Finn's voice.

"Let's get you in bed." Logan said leading her to his room.

"I don't wanna hear you two!" Colin yelled after them.

Logan opened his door and lead Rory in, taking in her appearance she had jeans and a nice blouse on. Walking over to the dresser he pulled out pajama pants and a Yale sweatshirt "Here, Ace. Go change. The bathroom is down the hall to the left."

"Don't want to move." She protested trying to make herself comfortable on his bed while still clad in her jacket and shoes.

"You can't sleep in those, Rory." He told her.

"I'm not moving." She argued tiredly.

"Then I'm going to have to help you."

"You've seen me naked before." She mumbled.

Without much help from Rory, he had finally managed to get her changed and tucked into his bed. He was looking through his bathroom to see if he had anything he could possibly take her temperature with when he head movement in his room. Stepping out of the door he saw Rory was standing up, or at least trying.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"I promised Doyle I'd write a second article for the paper because they were short for the next issue. He needs it by the day after tomorrow." Rory said still attempting to stand.

"You're in no condition to sit at a computer researching a story."

"It's a human interest feature, no research needed."

"Why?"

"It's about the auction, Doyle thinks it would be a good idea to have someone write about what a success it was and how my date went."

"You can't write about the LDB, Rory. I thought we established that."

Rory let out a breath and groaned as she began to look for her shoes, "I know, Logan. I was going to skip the in-depth details, such as location."

"Giving a location would be pretty difficult considering you have no idea where it was."

"Whatever, I've gotta go." Rory said still looking around. "Where did you put my shoes?"

"Ace, you are not going anywhere to write any article."

"Logan, I promised. I cannot back out on this, I told him I'd have it done." Rory sighed leaning against the dresser feeling to weak to stand.

Logan shook his head and pulled her into his arms leading her back to the bed, "I refuse to let you sit at a computer doing a second article when…" He paused considering if he really wanted to do this but then looked at how pale and sickly his Ace looked. "When I haven't even done my first."

"What? I am way too tired to try and figure out your mind games."

"I'm on the paper; you don't get to be Mitchum Huntzberger's son without being on the newspaper staff."

"You've never written anything before." She stated as Logan laid her on the bed and pulled the covers over her.

"I've never found a reason to, but Rory you are too sick to sit there and write an article. I'll finish and edit one of the stories I have banked. Doyle will have nothing out of the ordinary to bitch about."

"But what about my human interest piece."

"You can do it when you're better." Logan said brushing her hair out of her face and smiled warmly, "I promise."

"Thanks." Rory mumbled before her eyes fluttered shut and she drifted off to sleep.

Logan kissed her forehead before slipping out of the room with his laptop to let her sleep in peace.

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Finn, Colin and now Stephanie occupied the common room couch. Colin and Finn were playing some sort of racing game while Steph was Finn's cheerleader.

"Can you guy's keep the volume to a normal level today?" Logan questioned.

All three looked up and him confused, Logan was usually the last person tell people to be quiet. "And why would I do that?" Finn questioned.

"Because Rory is sick and she's sleeping and you screaming 'I'm going to bloody kick your ass' isn't something that is going to help her get better."

"I knew she was sick! She's so freaking stubborn, she refused to go to the doctor." Steph said shaking her head.

"It was all fine and good until she realized she had to write a second article for the paper, that is where it took some serious coaxing skills to get her to rest."

"How did you do that? She loves the paper; it's actually a little weird." Steph questioned.

"I promised her I would send Doyle one of my articles."

"Logan, I'm on the paper. I've never seen you there, you've never written anything." Steph said unconvinced.

"I tend not to make an appearance unless need be, but I do happen to have a few stories almost finished so I'm going to finish one and send it to Doyle."

"She was really looking forward to writing about her auction date."

"She cannot write about the LDB!" Colin exclaimed pausing the video game.

"I know, Colin. She's not going to discuss every detail, just the basic need to know info." Steph explained to him.

"She's going to tell all of Yale how she lost her virginity to the schools biggest playboy?" Finn questioned with a hint of amusement.

"I think she's, again, going to skirt around the details." Logan told him.

"I wouldn't if I were her, who doesn't want to read a big juicy piece of gossip like that? That's what I call human interest."

"Finn, if you were her, your hands would be up your shirt playing with your own boobs all the time." Colin said dryly.

"I will not concur nor refute that accusation."

"But since you're not her…" Stephanie said out loud but then whispered the rest into Finn's ear.

Finn immediately stood up and grabbed Steph's hand, "We are going to her dorm tonight, mates. Do not wait up!" He said as the two disappeared out the door.

"I'd be willing to be my trust fund that she said he could play with hers." Colin laughed.

"I'd say you'd probably be correct." Logan laughed sitting on the couch and opening his laptop.

"Why are you doing this?" Colin said turning off the video game system.

"Doing what?"

"Taking care of Rory? Writing an article for her since she can't? It's not typical Huntz behavior."

"Honestly?" Logan asked causing Colin to nod.

"Honestly, Rory has avoiding me, sort of. I don't wanna say she broke my heart because I'm not a chick, but it's to an extent its true, it broken my heart. We had this amazing weekend and now she won't give me the time of day, I am hoping that once she sees I am not the as horrible as she thinks I am she'll come back around."

"Want to know what I heard through the grapevine?"

"Sure, why not?" Logan said as he began to look through files to see which story was in the best shape.

"She doesn't think you're horrible, she's just scared. She's afraid that what you two had was, and I quote 'a summer romance in the fall.' She doesn't feel like she can compete with your usual horde of women. You have to make it clear to her that you only want her."

"I thought I had."

"Well, try again."

"You're real helpful, you know that?" Logan said sarcastically.

Colin laughed and stood up grabbing his keys off the table "I'm going to the store, I need to get a new tooth brush, Finn somehow managed to drop mine in the toilet. Do you need anything?"

"Can you get me a thermometer, some cold pills and some ginger ale? I'll pay you back."

"No need to get a thermometer, I have one in my bathroom-its brand new." Colin smirked, "but I think even being as stingy as I am that I can foot the bill for the things that are obviously for Rory."

"Thanks, man." Logan said as he finished up an article that he had started on probably a month ago.

"I'll be back soon." Colin said as he left the dorm leaving Logan to edit his article.

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Thirty minutes later, Logan his article finished, proofed and sent to Doyle with an explanation as to why he would not be receiving Rory Gilmore's second article, but was more than welcome to use his instead. Hell, his bases were so covered he had even called the office to make sure Doyle had received it.

Walking into Colin's bathroom he looked through the medicine cabinet to find an unopened thermometer. He'd question Colin as to why he had it in the first place later.

He slowly made his way back to his dorm room where he found Rory snuggled into his pillows and looking beautiful even in her sickly state.

"Ror," he said gently coaxing her awake. As much as he didn't want to wake her, he had to take her temperature to figure out exactly how sick she was.

Her eyes fluttered open and she focused on him, "Logan?"

"Yeah, Ace. It's me."

"I had a dream about tap dancing polka-dotted hippopotamuses and Finn was their manager," she told him in a scratchy voice.

"I am going to assume those odd dreams you are having are caused by whatever sickness you may have. Lift your tongue so I can take your temperature."

Rory did as she was told and he stuck the thermometer in her mouth, after a few moments Logan looked at it "103.1, I won't take you to the doctor just yet, but if it doesn't go down by tomorrow you're going."

"I don't feel good, Logan. Make it better." Rory whimpered resting her head on his lap.

Logan's heart broke a little, she sounded like a small child depending on him to take her pain away.

"Colin will be back with some medicine soon." He assured her, rubbing small circles on her back as she drifted to sleep again.

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A while later, Logan heard the door close and assumed Colin was home. Gently removing Rory from his lap he walked into the common room.

"Do you have any idea how many times of cold and flu medicines there are?"

"Suddenly wishing you were a med student?" Logan joked.

"Logan, let me tell you about my trip to the store. First off, I had no freaking clue which medicine to get. So, I asked the pharmacist who had to have been at least ninety, which kind he recommended. So, he spent probably 10 minutes explaining it to me. Then, I walked around the store and got some other things like a toothbrush, the ginger ale and I figured I should get some condoms because you can never have too many, right? Well, imagine my surprise when the 90 year old pharmacist happens to be the cashier as well. He then proceeded to give me a 20 minute long lecture about the proper procedure of putting on a condom. I couldn't very well tell this guy I've been having sex and using condoms since I was 15, so I sat there and listened to it then he finally rang me up and over fucking charged me for everything! My toothbrush cost me six bucks!" Colin ranted. "No toothbrush costs six dollars unless it's one of those battery-operated ones."

Logan was in full hysterics by the end of Coin's story. "I'm so sorry, man. I owe you." He managed to say through laughter.

"I now know everything there is to know about putting on a condom. Never double up, it causes friction." Colin laughed.

"Good to know." Logan shrugged taking the ginger ale and putting it in the fridge and taking his laptop and the medicine into his room.

"Ace." Logan again coaxed her awake.

"Stop waking me up." She said quietly, but still annoyed.

"I've got medicine to make you feel better, but if you don't want it…"

Rory sat up slightly and ignored the spinning of the room. "No, no I do," she said taking the offered pills and the glass of water. "Are you going to stay with me?"

"I was going to do some work on my computer and I don't wanna keep you up." Logan told her softly.

"Don't worry about it, if I can sleep through Paris's rants about the downfall of American society at three in the morning typing won't keep me up, besides I am already feeling the effects of this medicine." She told him as were her eyes drooping closed.

"If you're sure," Logan said sitting on the bed next to her already sleeping form. He pulled the covers back over her and opened his computer.

He was playing solitaire and avoiding a paper he was supposed to be writing when an idea hit him he glanced down at Rory and smiled. "I'm going to write that human interest piece."

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I know that Rory being sick has been done before but believe me it has something important to do with the upcoming chapters.

I finished up Ditch the Logical so I have a little more time for this story and Recreational Projects. I have a few ideas for a new story but I'm not sure if I want to do a Trory or a Rogan.

Just like everyone else, I've got school starting so how much I update will depend on how much homework and stuff I get. I've gotta start prepping for the SATs so that will also take time but I promise I won't neglect my stories.

Reviews are always welcome!