AN: This a one-shot that got stuck in my head but simply wouldn't go away, so more fic for you! Don't panic I'm normally a bigger literati shipper but I think Logan deserves a fighting chance too!

Anyway, on with the show!

For a reason that Logan couldn't quite figure out, he was standing in Brantford Hall on his way to the room of one Rory Gilmore. Something about her had peaked his interest and that was why he found himself with a huge cup of black coffee early Monday morning. He knew Mondays were hard for Rory, between her early class, whatever weekend craziness that she had been subjected to and the legendary Friday night dinners, the only way for her to feel like herself was one gigantic black coffee.

He knocked on the door and was about to knock again when the door swung open to reveal a disheveled Rory.

"Hey, Ace."

"Oh, hi Logan. What are you doing here?"

"I brought coffee." He presented her with the coffee and followed her in when she left the door open behind her. She slumped down on the couch and it occurred to Logan that she wasn't near as happy or talkative as she normally was. "You ok there, Ace?"

"I'm fine Logan." He didn't believe it for a second and the way she kept staring at her coffee just confirmed it.

He sat down beside her then looked at her. "Rory, you can tell me if you want. I might even be able to help." She slumped over and leaned into Logan's side putting her head on his shoulder. "I'm not ready to talk about it yet, but I'll tell you, ok?"

"Ok." After a minute of silence, Rory got up and headed to her room thanking him for the coffee before shutting her door.

Logan looked at the door stunned. Something was really wrong with Rory and he was worried, which honestly weirded him out, he had never experienced this emotion before.

The week had ticked by in its standard fashion for Logan: girls, booze and shenanigans. Though every time he saw Rory he had that nagging feeling that whatever was bugging her Monday morning never went away. When he saw her Friday morning she looked like she was about to go into the lion's den, and he knew that was caused by whatever Emily Gilmore must've had up her sleeve.

Friday night found Logan alone in his dorm room. Most Fridays he could be found at Rich Man's Shoe flirting and charming his way to his next lay with Colin and Finn, but that night Colin had been dragged off on a business trip with his Dad and Finn had fallen in love with a redhead on her way to Italy and decided to follow her there. Since he had a rare moment of peace he decided to take advantage of that and work on a paper that was due the next week.

He was nearing the halfway point when there was a sudden pounding on his door. He opened and Rory was standing there sobbing. He reached for her and pulled her to him and shut the door all in one move. Once she had calmed down a little he knew that he couldn't not know what was going on any longer.

"Rory, what is going on? Something's been wrong for a week and I want to know what it is?" Rory tightened her hold on him and buried her face further into his shirt. He heard a muffled 'ok' and moved them to the couch. Once they were settled he spoke; "Ok, I'm done being patient, what is going on?"

Rory backed away from him a little so she could look him in the eye. "You have to promise not to tell anyone. Can you do that?"

"I won't tell a soul. Not even Colin and Finn."

She smirked a little at that, but as fast as it came, it went. "How much do you know about my parentage?" Rory knew that gossip in Hartford high society spread like wildfire and her mom's pregnancy was the headline for years and was a cautionary tale to this day.

"I know about your mom and how she took off when you were a baby. There was a rumour about how you were the pool boy's daughter but that's it. Why?"

"Yeah. That last part isn't true."

"I figured it wasn't. Is this about your father Ace?"

"Yeah. No. Kind of. Him and his family." At Logan's nod to continue she launched into her long tale.

Flashback:

Rory had been roped into one of her grandmother's high society events when she had answered her phone without checking the caller ID, which left her grandmother wide open to guilt her into attending what Rory thought was a DAR lunch Sunday afternoon.

She had been led through the house out into the garden and was met by her grandparents and Francine and Straub Hayden.

"Grandma, Grandpa, Mr. and Mrs. Hayden."

"Richard, what is the meaning of this?" Straub sounded horrified and he practically growled at Richard Gilmore.

"We thought it would be a good idea to get together with everyone again."

"Emily! How could you? You know I've never wanted to see this bastard ever again!" Rory had stood in shocked silence at the scene in front of her. "This girl ruined my son's life, not to mention that she nearly cost me my position on the supreme court. I did everything, EVERYTHING I could to separate my family from this disaster. I threatened Chris' trust fund when he wanted to get involved, this was the one time where I was glad where my son is nearly as useless and pathetic as your daughter and horrid granddaughter, he was more concerned for his trust fund and inheritance then this thing. I paid people off at the hospital to keep Chris' name off her fucking birth certificate!" He stopped yelling and Rory had hoped for a brief moment that he was finished with his tirade just for him to start up again. "You know she's no better than her mother, right? She's just as much of a whore, opening her legs for anyone who'll look her way. She screwed her ex-boyfriend when he was still married and ruined his marriage."

"ENOUGH!" Rory shouted from her spot near the back door. "I'm sorry if you think I ruined Dad's life or if I messed with your big career, but I really can't be blamed for any of that! Dad wasn't around until I was 16 so I am well aware of the fact that he cared about money more than me! I don't think I ruined Dad's life, he got to do whatever the hell he wanted while Mom and I lived in a fucking garden shed because with all of his millions he never paid a dime of child support! At least now I know why HE DIDN'T HAVE TO! If his name wasn't on my birth certificate then he would never be held responsible for anything. I was told time and time again that I wasn't allowed to put Dad's name on anything or tell anyone about my Dad. At least now I know why! What did you threaten huh?

"I told your mother that I could have you taken away." Straub replied without a hint of remorse.

"Well, now we have it!" Then she turned to look at Richard and Emily "And you! What the HELL were you thinking? You knew they hated me simply for EXISTING, might I add. What did you think that we would be one happy family? Why did you do it?"

"Rory, you have to understand, people were talking about how our two families used to be so close and now we won't even appear at the same events. We thought getting together would be a way to squash those rumours."

"Oh my god. I think I'm going to go. Grandma, Grandpa, I'm so angry I don't even know where to start. When you want to apologize, you know where to find me. Until then, don't contact me. Mr. and Mrs. Hayden, you two can fucking go to hell. Goodbye!"

The last thing she heard before she left was Francine saying; "My dear Emily, she doesn't even know how to behave in front of guests. What kind of lady is she?" She slammed the door hard enough that it knocked frames off the wall shattering them.

Present:

Rory had disintegrated into tears and Logan just held her while she sobbed into his chest. He kissed her head while rocking hoping she would stop crying. They stayed like that until Rory stopped crying when she did she sat up a little and looked down at his shirt. "I think I wrecked your shirt."

"It's ok." He smiled slightly at her as he wiped the tear streaks away with his thumbs. She settled back into his side, and they were silent before he finally asked about the twisted scenario she just described. "Richard and Emily didn't stand up for you during all this?"

"No. Which I think hurt worse than what Straub called me. I knew they hated me. I met them when I was sixteen and he said similar things. Don't get me wrong, he never called me a bastard and home-wrecker to my face the first time, but the second I walked on to that patio I knew that it would end similarly. But I thought at least Grandpa would've stood up for me. But no one said anything." Rory took a few breaths to try and steady her already frayed nerves before continuing. "Do you know what it's like to feel completely unwanted by the people who are supposed to love you the most? My paternal grandparents hate me, my dad didn't come to my hometown on his own until I was sixteen, and I'm starting to rethink how my maternal grandparents feel about me. Don't get me wrong I know my mom loves me but I wonder if I ruined her life too, she was so mad that grandma and grandpa did that and she was mad at me for falling for it. Somehow this was my fault." She groaned and leaned forward putting her head in hands. "Do you have any coffee?"

"Yeah, Ace. I'll go get it started." He kissed her head again before standing up. While making the coffee Logan thought about what Rory had said. Sure, he knew that his parents only had him because they needed a son and an heir. He knew that his parents needed him more than wanted him but he never felt outright hated by his family. He had never thought that he had ruined anyone's life simply for being born. He started to wonder what brought on this particular meltdown tonight.

He returned with the largest mug in his dorm filled to the top with coffee and watched her gulp down at least a third before she put it down. He had sat across from her this time on the coffee table so he could look straight at her. "Ace." She stared at her hands not looking up. "Please, Rory." The use of her first name brought her eyes up to his. "Can I ask you something?" She shrugged her shoulders as an ok. She looked exhausted. "What brought this on? I've been worried about you all week and you never told me, but you showed up here sobbing and I need to know."

"When I was first accepted to Yale I was denied financial aid because my mom had inherited some money from my grandfather. But, she had given it back to pay them back for the tuition for Chilton Prep. So, as a part of the deal for them to pay for Yale, I go to weekly Friday night dinners at their house."

"I guess this week's dinner didn't go well."

"No. We hadn't even gotten through drinks before all hell broke loose. It started off exactly like I would expect, with my mom asking how they could do all this and that they led me into an ambush."

"I've got to agree there, Ace."

"There was a point by point rehashing of what happened Sunday then it kept escalating until my grandmother said that they wouldn't be in this mess if my Mom had just done what they said twenty years ago. My Mom said she didn't want to get married but my grandma said, and I quote 'That or get an abortion.' My mom then yelled by saying maybe she should have then she would have been free of her parents and the hold she had on her."

"Oh, Ace." He said softly as she started sobbing again. Logan quickly stood up picked her up and deposited her in his lap so he had a tighter grip on her. He simply rubbed her back and kissed her head and let her cry it out. Eventually, the sobbing slowed to hiccups which slowed to whimpers which eventually stopped except for a few random tears. He adjusted to look at her and realized that she had fallen asleep. He picked her up, carrying her to his bed. He put her down, pulled the covers over and squatted down so he could see her face. He moved the hair back before planting a kiss on her forehead and leaving the room. He sighed and ran a hand down his face completely exhausted. He was about to clean up and head to bed when he heard a cell phone start to ring. He searched for it and discovered it was Rory's. He was about to shut it off before he read the caller ID. 'MOM'

He sighed then decided to answer it. "Hello"

"I'm sorry, who is answering my daughter's phone?"

"Logan Huntzberger. The man who has spent the last few hours comforting your daughter after every horrible insult possible had been thrown at her." He spoke with a growl.

"I deserved that, didn't I?"

"Yes, you did. I'm sorry but I'm not your biggest fan at the moment."

"That makes two of us."

"Three. Rory's pissed too."

"Understandable."

"Look Lorelai. Rory loves you. You are her best friend but you hurt her so much and that is on top of everything else that's happened. I think it might be a good idea if you don't call for a while. Not long but give her a chance to cool off a little."

"Yeah, you're right. Take care of her, please?"

"I swear nothing will happen to her."

"Bye, Logan."

"Bye, Lorelai."

After he hung up, he shut off the phone, putting it back in her purse then shut off the light heading back to his room. He changed into some sweats and climbed in next to Rory pulling her closer to him and fell asleep.

The next morning Rory woke up in a room that definitely wasn't hers. She was about to completely freak out until she turned over and realized she was with Logan. She rolled over snuggling closer to him as he wrapped his arms around her.

"Morning Ace."

"G'morning." He backed up a little so he could see her face before speaking. "You know you've got a home with us, right? Me, Colin, Finn and Steph, we all want you around. I actually think they like you more than me. The only reason why I'm around is that I'll bring you. You didn't ruin my life Ace. I can guarantee that you made it better." Rory teared up a little at Logan's speech which made him nervous. "No, please don't cry. What'd I say?" Somehow his desperation made her laugh and she smiled at his confused expression.

"I'm not sad. That was really sweet. Thank you."

"No problem, Ace. So, what would you like to do today?"

"How about a patented Gilmore movie marathon?"

"Sounds good Ace. You pick the movies, I'll grab the junk food and we'll settle in, ok?"

"Ok."

They spent the rest of the day watching movies and eating junk food. Rory felt the safest she had ever felt, there in that moment, then she had ever before.

AN: I have an idea for a second chapter if anyone would be interested! Let me know!

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