AN: I finally got a chance to really write! I got this chapter, most of the next chapter for A Darkened Room, and a chapter for another fandom done. I feel so accomplished. I do apologize for make you PDLD fans waiting. My writers block was worse than I could ever imagine. BUT I think I have gotting some creativeness back and I hope to be back to updating on a more regular basis.
Please forgive any grammatical errors; my beta reader has been under the weather and I didn't want to bug her today.

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March 11th 2005 Spring Break

Finally! Finn had been waiting all semester for Spring Break. He had been feeling extremely stressed with school and his family. He had taken his last midterm yesterday, and was now free for the next 10 days to do whatever he please.

His mother had been trying to convince him to go back to the manor for the break, but there was no way in hell that that was going to happen. No, he was going to sit his happy ass in his apartment and stay away from the drama that was is relatives.

He was the only one in the apartment today. Derrick was at work and Colin had a make-up exam at noon. He and Stephanie had both caught the flu when they thought it would be fun to sleep out under the stars. They had missed multiple classes while sick and had been given extensions in certain classes.

This left Finn all alone in the apartment, and he decided he would take advantage of this situation. Taking up residence in the living room, where Colin and Derrick usually laid claim for a majority of the day to play video games, he was currently sprawled out on the couch wearing nothing but his boxers, with and his phone pressed to his ear.

'You've reached Rory Gilmore. I'm either in class, with my mom, with my boyfriend, sleeping, or just ignoring my phone. Anyways, please leave me a message and I'll call you back when I feel like it.' Finn listened to the voicemail message for what seemed like the 5th time for the past two days.

He had been calling Rory since yesterday trying to finalize Spring Break plans with her. They hadn't gotten to talk the past week due to midterms. He had definitely been feeling the withdraw effects of having not heard her actual voice in so many days.

"Hey, luv, just calling to make sure you survived all your exams. Give me a call when you get the chance." He hung up his phone and shook off the strange feeling that was settling in his chest.

They hadn't gone more than a couple of days without talking since they started dating. It had actually been nearly a week since Finn had heard from Rory, and now he was unable to reach her on the phone.

He shook his head. No. He was not about to become that guy. The obsessive, clingy, overbearing boyfriend that had to know where his girlfriend was and what she was doing at all times. She didn't need to check in with him.

He decided to go for a walk. After throwing some clothes on, he slipped his phone, wallet, and keys into his pockets and left his apartment.

It was finally getting warmer outside. There was still a little winter chill left in the air, but it was only noticeable when the clouds blocked the sun.

After walking around aimlessly for 20 minutes, Finn decided to grab a bite of lunch. He found a little café off campus and was now enjoying a sandwich and some coffee. He was halfway through his food when he spotted Paris across the street.

"Hey Paris!" He shouted, succeeding in gaining her attention.

She locked eyes with him, and when he waved her over she crossed the street and sat at his table. "What do you want, Finn?" Her question was so harsh it had taken him by surprise.

She had actually gotten warmer with him and talked to him as she talked to Rory. But now it was obvious that she was unhappy with him.

He decided to ignore her tone. "Have you heard from Rory? Is she done with her exams yet?"

She let of an impatient huff, "How would I know? I haven't seen her since Sunday."

"Sunday?" Finn asked, feeling a wave of unease hit him.

"Yes. She came home Sunday night, packed a bag, and left. I'd assume she's at her mom's, but I don't like to assume things."

"Why would she go back to her mom's?"

She shrugged, "I thought maybe you two had broken up. You know, since she was crying and all."

Finn stood suddenly from his table. "She was crying? She packed a bag and left campus while she was crying?"

"Yes." She eyed him curiously. "So, you didn't break up?"

"No." He dug in his pocket for his wallet, took some cash out, and dropped enough for the food and a tip on the table. "I got to go. Thanks for the information."

Finn tried calling Rory a few more times, but there was no answer each time. He was starting to worry. With the new information from Paris, Finn worried that something happened with Rory. Why would she leave a day before midterms start? Why was she ignoring all his calls? Why was she crying? Was she hurt? Did she want to end things?

He needed answers to his questions.

He pocketed his keys and his phone and left the apartment once again.

Twenty minutes, and a few broken speeding, laws later, Finn was knocking on the door to Rory's childhood home. He had remembered where it was when she had shown them the town back on New Year's Eve.

After a short moment the door swung open reviling Lorelai. She looked like she had just gotten home from work.

"Finn." She said calmly. She didn't seem surprised to see him or her porch.

"Hello, Lorelai." He could hear how nervous his voice sounded. "Is…is she here?"

She looked behind her and then back at him. "Yes, she is here," She said in a hushed tone. She stepped out of the house and shut the door behind her. "Look Finn, I like you. You are probably the best guy that my daughter has ever dated. But Rory is going through something right now, and I have to respect her wishes and keep you away from her."

"But why? What is going on?" He knew he sound desperate, but he don't care. From what Paris told him and the way Lorelai was acting now, he was seriously worried that something major was wrong.

Lorelai motion for him to follow her, and they walked around to the other side of the house. "Look, I can't say anything. I can't say if it is bad or not or anything that will give you an idea of what is going on. All I can say is that she will eventually talk to you. You just have to remain patient."

"Lorelai, I cannot just go home without talking to her. I need to know what is going on with my girlfriend."

"I know, but as her mother I cannot go against her wishes and let you in." She dropped her voice even more. "I can, however, tell you not to come by tomorrow, because I will not be here to keep you out. And I'd prefer you not to look under the frog that we keep in our garden. That is personal stuff."

He nodded, understanding her message to him.

She turned and went back into the house.

Finn woke up early Saturday morning and made the trip back to Stars Hollow. He parked in town and walked to Rory's house.

He saw that Lorelai was true to her word and was not at the house.

With a quick survey of the flowerbeds, he located the hide-a-key frog near the front steps.

It felt like his heart was going to burst out of his chest as he opened the door. He had never actually been in Rory's home. He had seen it from the outside, and had heard several stories, but he hadn't been in it.

He tried to remember the stories that Rory had told him. She had told him that her bedroom on actually supposed to be on office space located off of the kitchen. So where is the kitchen?

He quietly shut the door behind him and walked forward out of the small entry room. He looked to his right and saw the kitchen. As he moved closer, he saw the open door that led to a bedroom; her bedroom.

She was asleep, wrapped in a multitude of blankets, and surrounded by books and junk food. Most of it looked untouched.

He stood in the doorway as he examined her room. It was small, but cozy. She had pictures of friends and family around her dresser mirror, a corkboard absolutely smothered in Yale memorabilia, and a bookshelf that looked like it could collapse at any moment by the number of books she had stacked on it. According to her, she had more books tucked into dresser drawers and under her bed.

His gaze fell back on her sleeping form. He wanted so bad to scoop her up and hold her tight. Something had her upset and he wanted to make it better. He wanted her to know that he wasn't going anywhere. He was there for her.

He spotted the chair at the end of her bed and decided that he would wait for her to wake up instead of waking her up himself.

After grabbing one of the many books from her shelf, he made himself comfortable in the overstuffed armchair. He opened the book, which turned out to be Alice in Wonderland, and began to read. An unknown amount of time passed by, when he began to doze off.

He had been in and out of sleep when something startled him awake. He rubbed his eyes with the backs of his hands, and when he looked up he saw that Rory was awake.

She didn't look happy or mad that he what there, but rather surprised. "Finn, what are you doing here?"

Sorry for the cliff-hanger, but don't worry, I already have the next chapter in the works.