AN: I had actually hoped to get a chapter up sooner, but I had jumped ahead a bit. So I went back and filled in where I skipped. I like this chapter, because this will be Finn and Rory's first time to speak one on one.I really like it and y'all will get a little peek into Finn's head.
I hope y'all enjoy. Let me know what you think.

Finn had woken up incredibly hungover. He spent the past two days drinking copious amounts of alcohol at the LDB weekend event. He hadn't known that Rory was going to be there until Logan brought her to the car. He looked at Stephanie, and her look told him she knew nothing about this.

He had been volunteered to drive, so he didn't even get the opportunity to sit near her. They arrived at camp just after sunset. After parking, Finn decided he was in much need of a drink and ran off in the direction of the alcohol tent.

He had just taken his first swig of scotch when Stephanie finally caught up with him. "Finn I swear I had no idea he was bringing her." She gave him a sympathetic look, "All he asked me was if I was okay with someone observing us for the weekend."

"I should have known when he asked me. I heard her asking him questions about the LDB, but I just didn't piece it together." He took another swig of scotch, "Well, can't say we didn't know how smooth he was. He's giving her exactly what she wants, and before we know it he'll get what he wants."

Finn knew he was being a hypocrite; he had had many one-offs of his own, but this was different for him. He liked Rory. They had even had a few group conversations in their classes and at the library. Sure most of it was about schoolwork, but the way her eyes lit up when she got on certain subjects mesmerized him. Sure, her pure beauty is what drew him in first, but her amazing brain and gift for learning is what concreated his attraction.

His feelings now made him wonder if he ever hooked up with a girl one of his mates felt for. He hope he hadn't, because he'd never want one of his mates to feel what he has been feeling.

As the night progressed, the festivities commenced. Several LDBrigadiers we gathered in subgroups around the camp. Finn had been wondering from group to group enjoying the drink and food of the night.

Later on in the evening he found Rory sitting right inside of the forest bent over a notepad furiously scribbling her notes. He made his way to where she was sitting, "Hello there kitten; you're looking mighty lovely tonight."

She jumped, startled by his approach, "Oh, hey Finn; thanks." She offered him a smile as he walked around to stand in front of her.

"And how are we enjoying our first LDB event?"

She let out a breath, "It so much to take in; you all really know how to throw a party. I don't know how I'm ever going to thank Logan for getting me in."

"Oh yes, dear, thoughtful Logan; you should be careful of that one luv, he's a wild one. Many a girl has tried to tame that wild beast; all of them end up with a broken heart."

"I thought you and Logan were friends?" She questioned, a look of confusion masked her face.

Finn took a seat on next to Rory, "Ah, well you see we are, best mates, and as his best mate I know him best. He has a bad habit of using whatever means possible to get with a girl, and then once he's done with her he discards her and moves on." He took a sip of his drink.

She turned to face him, crossing her legs in front of her, "Correct me if I'm wrong Finn, but isn't that what you do? I've heard about the number of girls you've been with."

He turned himself to face her and mimicked her sitting position. "Why yes, this would be a fact. I have slept with my fair share of women; but I have never led them on. They know from the start that the only interest I have is a one-off. Most of them only have that interest in me too."

"One-off?"

"A one night stand," he clarified.

Realization hit her, "Oh. I get it; but why?"

"Why what, luv?"

"Why do you only have on night stands? I mean don't you ever want an actual relationship?"

"Of course I want a relationship, eventually. I only have one-offs right now because I have yet to get the girl of my dreams; the girl that I will epically fall in love with. There is only one girl out there that could provide me an epic love story. When I get her I will happily give up my playboy ways and settle," he stopped himself before he said too much.

She eyed him with a surprised look, "You know you're not what I expected."

He chucked, "What do you mean? Did you expect me to travel around in a kangaroo? Most people do. Kind of like everyone thinking Texans ride horses everywhere"

Rory giggled; Finn found this to be a very delightful sound. "No, I mean, every time I see you on campus you are drunk and can barely form a sentence. Most of the time you don't even remember my name; and now here you are speaking so profoundly about love."

Finn smiled, "Oh trust me Miss Lorelai Gilmore, your name is not one easily forgotten," a small gasp escaped Rory's lips at hearing first name used; this brought a sense satisfaction to him,. "The thing is, luv, you haven't gotten to know me yet. You will find there is more to me than meets the eye. I'm not as stupid, forgetful, or drunk as I let on," he gave her a little wink.

"So I see," she replied softly.

He leaned forward and whispered into her ear, "Though I do hope you'll keep that our little secret. I do like to maintain my reputation." As he pulled back he breathed in her sent, letting it intoxicate him more than he already was.

She looked confused, "Why would you want people to think such awful things about you?"

He thought on this for a moment. He had never explained his reasons for acting the way he did. "I honestly used to just be the drunken Aussie; back in high school. There was no other side to me; drink and girls was all I needed. As I got older I went through some things that taught me that being that way was stupid and could hurt people or myself. So I changed my ways and learned to control myself starting my freshman year of Yale; but it unfortunately did not go compute with my mates. They thought I was just being silly old Finn; pulling a prank on them. Every time I tried to open up to the fellas they would pass it off as an elaborate joke and mock what I'd was saying. So I decided it was best to continue my façade for everyone and only reveal the true me to those who mean something special to me. The only person who truly knows me in my friend circle is Steph. Other than her and family you are the first person to know any of this."

She didn't say anything right away. He had fear he scared her with his blatant admission of her being important to him. After another moment she smile, "I'll be sure to keep it to myself," she whispered back.

He leaned forward again and gave her a soft kiss on her cheek, "Thanks luv." With that he stood up and used his free hand dusted off the back of his pants. "Well I'm off to get blindingly pissed," he stated with a smile, "you be a good girl kitten, and I'll see you later."

As he headed back to the campsite he took one more glance back at his dream girl and smiled when he caught her staring at him. He gave her another little wink and headed in the direction of the alcohol tent.

He had spent the entirety of the following day doing whatever he needed to keep his mind off of the fact that Logan was getting to be near her and openly show her attention; Logan couldn't seem to keep his hands off of her. The result of this was that he had drunk more than he had in a long while.

He had unfortunately missed the mat while playing as a target and ended up in the infirmary tent missing Rory's jump. He and Stephanie had hitched an early ride home with Robert so that he could get a proper night's sleep.

Too bad his dreams were filled with restless thoughts of Rory choosing Logan over him.