Hi, everyone, thanks for the lovely reviews. There aren't as many as I would like, but I am not going to be greedy. I'm pretty open to ideas and suggestions on where to take this story. I also hope that it's not that unrealistic that Rory is befriending Logan. It's just that she is so far away from her support system and Logan appears to provide her with what she is missing. Logan is not going to be the one make her directly change her life—he's more of a guide.
Also, I'm not going to do the cliché where Rory eats a vast amount of food effectively impressing Logan. Firstly, because it is overdone in Sophie fan fiction, and second, I think it's exaggerated that Rory—even with Gilmore girl genes—would eat three full entrees and still have room for desert.
Late Night: August. 2nd
Rory and Logan sat at The Brewery in Union Square, eating pizza, talking, and laughing. Rory was surprised at how much she enjoyed Logan's company; he was intelligent and downright funny. He could keep up with and understand her pop-culture references. Usually, only Lorelai, Paris, and Lane could do that. Rory and Logan were now engaged in an advanced game of 'guess the movie quote.' They would recite movie quotes and the other person had to guess what movie it came from. The only rule was that they couldn't use movie quotes that were over-used to the extent of cheesiness, like, 'We'll always have Paris.'
"'To the pain?'"
"The Princess Bride, that's one of my favorite movies, Logan," Rory stated sarcastically, unimpressed by his attempts.
"Hey, it's one of my favorite movies, too. It has everything: sword fights, giants, and romance without being over-the-top."
Rory smiled, anybody who liked The Princess Bride was worth getting to know better. However, Rory was not going to give him the satisfaction in the game. "'Oh, Scoundrel, I like the sound of that.'"
"Star Wars Return of the Jedi."
"Wrong."
"That was so Star Wars, Ace."
"Yeah, but the quote is from Empire Strikes Back not Return of the Jedi, that means that Gilmore triumphs over Huntzburger yet again," Rory stated in a singsong voice.
"In your dreams, Ace, it was just one wrong answer. I'll find a way to top you, Ace." Logan was enjoying himself immensely. With the exception of Honor, Logan had never met a girl who knew so much about movies beyond the new releases from the past ten years.
"Oh, Please."
"I never give up, Ace, 'Class my eye.'"
"A Philadelphia Story, 'Kill the lawyer.'"
"Hook."
"Impressive, not many people remember Hook, they think it's lame."
"Well, I liked it."
"I kind of did, too—don't tell anyone.''
"Your secret's safe with me. 'I like your bracelet, where did you get it?'"
"Is that a movie quote?" Rory was surprised, usually quotes were easy for her to recognize.
"Yeah"
"She's All That?" Rory asked, shaking.
"No, Mean Girls."
"Damn, and what are you doing watching Mean Girls?"
"I have a sister. Plus, it's different than the average, teen movie."
"I know, I can't believe I didn't get that quote."
"Master and Commander, Ace."
"Logan, that's a movie, not a quote."
"No, it's what I want you to call me from now on; after all, I made you get a question wrong." He winked and she scowled.
"I don't think so. You have a very, big ego and I'm not about to give up.
Logan laughed and suddenly became serious. "Ace, can I ask you a serious question that is not from a movie?"
"Depends on what the question is."
"What's it like to rebel against society?"
"Well, I was never a part of 'society' part of the Hartford society, Logan. Yes, I went to Chilton and Yale, but before Chilton, I went to public school in Stars Hollow. For the first ten years of my life, my mom and I lived in a tool shed behind the Inn where she worked."
"What was that like?" Logan asked curiously.
"They were some of the best years of my life, and it was hard, but my mom managed to make it into a home."
"Must be nice, my parents' house in Hartford feels more like a museum than a home—with its' cold, marble floors, and impersonal paintings."
"You poor, little, rich boy," Rory laughed.
"Hey, I know I'm lucky—my life has lots of perks. It's just that sometimes, I wish I had the freedom to make my own choices. My Dad has always pointed me towards taking over the company."
"I guess I can understand. My mom has never directly said, 'go to an Ivy League School, Rory,' or, 'become a reporter.' Just, indirectly, she has influenced me by giving me the Harvard sweatshirt when I was two, and that pretty much stuck until I decided on Yale. When I was five, we were watching TV and my mom showed me Christine Amanpour, and I guess that also stuck. Right now, I'm realizing that maybe all I was doing was what she wanted. Plus, my mom barely talks to me now that I am doing something different. I always thought she would support me in whatever I did, but I guess I was wrong," Rory replied sadly.
"You miss her, don't you?" Logan reached for her hand. His touch was so soft and tender. "You never answered my question, what's it like now?"
"To be honest, Logan, I'm still trying to figure it out," she replied honestly, but decided not to reveal anything else. "Logan, can we please go back to playing the game?"
"No problem, Ace." He wasn't going to push her, she was going to confide in him when she was ready.
August 3, three o'clock in the morning.
Logan's limo stopped in front of Rory's apartment."Thanks Logan, you really didn't have to waste two hours to drop me off."
"It's no problem Ace, when I get back, Mitchum will probably be bombarding me with calls about meetings and how I should get my act together."
"Well, good bye, Logan."
"Not so fast, Ace, let me walk to your floor."
"Logan, you don't have to do that."
"I do, too, it's late and it's not safe." He hated that she lived in such a rundown and dangerous location.
"Okay."
He put his arm around her as they got of the car and walked up the seven floors to her door. Rory didn't protest the physical contact, it was so natural and safe.
They reached the hallway outside her door.
"Goodbye, Ace," he said in a low voice. He leaned forward and gave her a kiss on the cheek—it was as light as a feather.
As Rory watched him walk away, she was surprised at how in only one day, she had developed such a strong connection with someone she hardly knew.