Once again, thanks to toughcooki19 for being an incredible beta!

Lafestis7- Logan didn't hit her. If it sounded like he did then I apologize.

Lauren- No worries. It is a ROGAN, just hang in there.

Softballblondi- Your questions will be answered soon. I promise!

Disclaimer: I don't own nothing. Well actually, I do own nothing. I just don't own anything. However, one could argue that nothing is something which is actually anything...

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Rory closed her eyes at the sight before her.

Logan sat in the living room with his head in his hands and his shirt balled up next to him. She could imagine the redness in his eyes as he wallowed in his thoughts, and she felt a pang of guilt so sudden that it nearly took her breath away. She realized something then that she knew would change her life.

Her heart belonged to him.

He had Rory from the moment he refused to give up on her. He looked past all the bull shit and saw her for what she truly was; a little girl who played games with the people around her to disguise the pain she felt.

As she looked him over, she noticed how the few months in which they had known each other had changed him tremendously. Gone were the bright sparkling eyes she secretly worshipped, in their place were the emotionless depths that refused to show any feeling…joyful or angst ridden. He was no longer the arrogant bastard who concealed his true self behind a mask; he was now a man living in sorrow and bliss all at once. He had a woman in his life that he loved more than he ever thought humanly possible, but she only remained in his life for a few moments at a time.

When he finally noticed Rory's presence, he attempted to look less distressed. The last thing he needed was for Rory to know that she was hurting him, but little did he know it hurt her more than words could express to see him so lost. She loved him.

Rory walked over to the lumpy couch on which he was situated, and she slowly sat on the edge. She couldn't be close to him...physically or mentally; it would make what she had to do unbearable. Their lives were just too different. It would be best to break it off now.

Logan noticed her wary presence and he clasped her hands very gently to show her that he was there. Rory's eyes filled with tears, and she desperately tried to hold on to the last bit of resolve inside of her. She couldn't be with Logan; he would hurt her and she would hurt him.

With that thought, Rory wept. She cried and cried until it literally hurt her to take another breath and as she finally let down the wall that had been around her heart for so long, Logan simply held her. He whispered into her ear everything he loved about her. He told her how he truly felt and all of his fears left him the moment that he thought she was in pain. He would sacrifice anything to stop her suffering.

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Logan held Rory in his arms and rubbed soothing circles gently across her back. She had fallen asleep, and he didn't have the heart to leave. He watched her sleep, and he suddenly realized that he didn't want to go back. He couldn't go back to Jessica. The thought alone made him wince with regret. Why had he even agreed to marry her? Why was it that he had his perfect woman sleeping in his arms, and he had to go back to a girl that loathed him and everyone he loved?

As he pondered his life and obligations, Logan noticed Rory shifting in her sleep. He laid her down on the couch and went to put his shirt on. He had to meet Robert and Colin and they would wonder why he was late. However, as he came back into the room, he heard Rory mumbling in her sleep. He leaned down beside her and ran his fingers through her hair for a few moments. As he slowly began to rise, he felt something grasp his leg. He glanced down and noticed Rory had wrapped her arm around his leg in attempt to keep him from moving.

"Please, don't leave me," she whispered faintly. "Logan, please."

He bent back down and noticed that she was not asleep, in fact, she was wide awake. What he did next, little did he know, would determine how Rory felt about their entire relationship; he lifted her in his arms and led her to the bedroom. He then placed her gently upon the bed and rested next to her; they curled up together and took comfort in the knowledge that the other was still there.

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