Sorry this took a while to get out, the end of the school year caught up to me and I wasn't sure where to go with this story. Thank you to everyone who reviewed, as well as to the super busy Lourenda, who found time to beta this for me.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Rory had woken up in Logan's apartment. The guest room of Logan's apartment, to which she was thankful for. She couldn't remember much of the evening before, but she now had the reassurance that she hadn't done anything too stupid…She hoped.

Sitting up she saw that she still had almost two hours before she had to be to work. She was amazed with her skill to wake up on time with the huge hangover that she was nursing.

As she got up and walked into the kitchen she saw Logan in lounge pants and an old t-shirt making what looked like pancakes. "Morning."

"You always were a morning person." Rory grumbled as she slumped onto a stool.

"I also have much more experience waking up with a hangover." He smirked as he slid a water bottle and some aspirin towards her.

"You're a wonderful, wonderful person." She said gratefully as she popped the pills into her mouth and took a sip of the water. "Coffee?"

"It's on its way. Along with chocolate chip pancakes."

Eyeing him suspiciously she took a page of the newspaper, Logan never did nice things like this. Even when they were dating he just ordered in breakfast. "Why are you being so nice?"

"A guy can't make breakfast for his friend?"

"Not when that guy used to constantly lecture me on how chocolate chip pancakes should not be considered a breakfast food because of the high sugar content. You used to practically force feed me fruit. What's going on?"

"Nothing."

"Logan …"

"You know I am completely amazed by your planning ability. Not only did you wake up yourself, but you have a bag of your work clothes and other things you'd need in your car."

"Huntzberger, I haven't had any coffee this morning and if you don't tell me what you need to tell me soon I am going to hurt you."

Logan held up his hands in mock surrender "Ok…ok but just remember last night you were really, really drunk."

"The pounding headache I have is proof of…" Rory trailed off, "What did I do?"

"Don't over-react, it's not that big of a deal."

"Please just tell me," She saw Logan hesitate, "please Logan ."

"There are two things…The first is last night when we were dancing Tristan was there."

"Tristan saw us dancing?"

"Yeah."

"Did he say anything, do anything?"

"No…He watched for a few seconds that walked away and disappeared."

"Figures." Rory mumbled. She shouldn't have been so hurt that Tristan didn't even get mad when she was dancing with Logan. He had told her that he wanted his own space, but the fact that he had seen her and hadn't said a word had really bothered her. "What's the second thing?"

"You kind of, uh, kissed me last night…I was helping you into the car and once you were in, you pulled me to you and kissed me."

"Oh my god!"

Logan slid the plate of pancakes he had just finished making and a cup of coffee over to her, "You were drunk, really drunk."

Taking a large gulp of her coffee she apologized, "I am so sorry."

"It's fine, Ace, you were hurt. Who knows in your mind I could have been Tristan. You saw a blonde and assumed…"

"I assumed nothing, Logan . I may not remember, but last night I wanted to forget Tristan and you were there. I am sorry."

"That leads me to a question…Are you and Tristan together anymore? Your drunk babbling was a little hard to comprehend."

"I don't know. He said he needed space and that we shouldn't spend so much time together. It's not even that he said we needed space, I guess it was just the way he said it or possibly his timing. We had this amazing weekend together and then he just suddenly needs space."

"I'm sure he has a reason."

"I'm so sick of there being reasons that I don't know about."

"Don't let it bother you to much, if he wants to push you away it's his loss."

"Thank you."

"No problem," He smiled "Now eat and shower or you'll be late to work."

"I don't want to go to work." Rory whined, "Will you call me in sick?"

"I would, but I don't think when you are in prison for not completing your hours on time the guards will be as accommodating."

"You suck." Rory told him as she began to dig into her breakfast.

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Rory walked out of Logan 's bathroom ready for work to discover Kiah sitting on the couch watching cartoons. "Hello Kiah."

"Hi Rory!" The little girl greeted then went back to watching television.

Walking towards the kitchen area Rory saw Logan loading the dishwasher. "Why is Kiah here?"

"You see Finn's sister had to work early this morning so she dropped Kiah off at Finn's place. Of course you know Finn and his hatred of the sun, he figured that since you were going that way you could bring her."

"She'll probably be safer than having to be driven by a hung over, half awake Finn."

"Probably."

"I love your shower." Rory commented as she dug through his cupboards for a travel coffee mug she knew she had left there before.

"It's pretty nice, isn't it?"

"It's like heaven, the hot water never runs out! If I didn't have to go to work I'd still be in it."

"I have to be somewhere at ten. You would have had to get out eventually."

"Oh, it's not like we've never showered together." Rory laughed, all the awkwardness about her and Logan's past relationship was gone.

"True but I recall a lot more than bathing taking place."

"Yeah," Rory paused, "thank god that's over."

"Hey!" Logan laughed handing the coffee mug she'd been looking for, already filled with coffee.

"Alright, Kiah…We've gotta get going." Rory called. "Thank you for everything, Logan ."

"No problem."

"Bye, Uncle Logan!" Kiah said, giving him a big hug.

"Bye Kiah…I'll see you later."

"Are you going to pick me up?"

"Depends on how sleepy Finn still is."

"I'll see you at three." Kiah told him giving him a kiss on the cheek then began to walk towards the door to put her shoes.

"Smart kid." Rory laughed as she followed Kiah.

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Kiah was outside talking to another counselor while Rory went into the office to get her paperwork. Not paying attention to where she was going she stumbled up the stairs, but then was caught by someone behind her. "Thanks," she said without even looking at who it was.

"You're welcome."

Her head whipped around, "Tristan…"

"I think we should talk."

"Yeah, we should." Rory nodded, feeling her headache come back tenfold.

"I saw you last night at the bar. You were dancing with Logan ."

"I kissed him." She blurted out without thinking.

Tristan blinked, he had to have heard wrong "You what?"

"I was hurt and drunk and I kissed Logan ."

He wasn't sure how long he had been quiet, but the look on Rory's face was pure nerves. She was nervous, about what he didn't know. Was she afraid he'd break up with her? Was she worried that he was going to hunt Logan down and try to hurt him? "Are we still together?"

That question had hit Rory like a ton of bricks, she was pretty positive they were still together. She didn't end it and she didn't think he had. She couldn't tell if he was honestly asking the question or was that some sort of mean way of saying he no longer cared. "Are we?"

"I want to say yes,"

"Why do I have a feeling there is a 'but' coming?"

"But what about when I leave?"

"What about it?"

"When I leave and go back to New York, we'll never see each other. I'll be there and you'll be here."

"Is that why you pushed me away?" Rory asked incredulously. "Because you were afraid of the distance?"

"Yeah, a little bit." He admitted.

"That's stupid… New York isn't all that far from here! Granted we won't see each other everyday or even every week but so what? If we really mean that much to each other it won't matter."

"How am I supposed to believe that I'll be the only guy on your mind? You do have past of being indecisive with your relationships and obviously faithfulness is something you have trouble with."

Tears began to well up in her eyes, "This coming from the king of one night stands. I've made mistakes, Tristan."

"A lot of them." Tristan scoffed.

"Why are you doing this? Why are you pushing me away? I was drunk and hurt because of you! You were the one who made me feel like you only wanted me to live out some high school fantasy."

"You knew that wasn't the case, Rory."

"I did? What could have possibly given me the notion that I wasn't just some girl you wanted to screw? I remember in high school you used to go to great lengths to get girls to do what you wanted, why should I be any different?"

"You just are."

"Well, I didn't know that nor do I have any reason to believe that now." Rory said pushing past him, "I have paperwork to do." She quickly grabbed her papers and walked out of the office.

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"You are the dumbest person ever, man."

"I must be if I listened to you."

"When I said space I meant not hang out after work everyday, not completely ignore her and act like an ass."

"With her it's all or nothing."

"That's not healthy." Eric pointed out.

"Shut up."

"Look, Tristan. I get that you like her, hell I understand if you love her, but the only way to keep her is to find a median. You can't crowd each other, but you can't ignore her either. What you did, bringing up her past when she told you that in confidence, was a jerk move. If you want to keep her - and at the moment the odds of that are bad, you better find a way to make it up to her and quickly."

"I have no idea how to fix this."

"Be creative."

"Creative?"

"You're pretty good at thinking up pranks, use that talent to think of something that chicks like...Be romantic."

"I'm good at messing with peoples lives, not fixing them."

"Well, here's your chance to become multitalented."

"I screwed up big time, she actually asked to be partnered with Abby for the rest of the day."

"Yeah and of course I got stuck with you."

"Thanks, I can see why we are friends."

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The end of the day had come painstakingly slow, especially for Tristan who had been racking his brain all day for something creative to do to show Rory he was sorry. He still had nothing.

He'd caught her dancing with her ex-boyfriend and then she kissed him. Yet, none of that mattered to him. He just wanted it to be like it was before, before he had gone and screwed up everything.

Everyone had left for the day, even Wendy was gone. The only people left were Rory and Tristan. Rory had stayed late to organize the creative writing station while Tristan was there just to talk to Rory. Besides, he didn't like the idea of her being in the empty camp by herself.

He walked into the creative writing room, Rory glanced up but quickly made herself busy again.

"You know it's almost six o'clock." He said leaning on a nearby counter.

"So?"

"So everyone is gone."

"So?"

"So you shouldn't be here by yourself when it gets late."

"I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself."

"I never said you weren't."

Silence over took them, Rory wasn't going to leave and give Tristan to satisfaction of knowing he was right that she shouldn't be there alone and Tristan wasn't leaving Rory alone at the camp.

"Why won't you just leave?" Rory asked exasperated. She no longer had anything to do and she was getting bored pretending to be doing things she did an hour ago.

"Why don't you?"

Rory walked over to the other side of the room without saying anything else, if he was going to stay he was going to stay there without any conversation. The only noise that filled the room was the shuffling of papers and the faint humming of songs coming from a radio.

Tristan listened to the song and got an idea, he walked over to Rory. "Dance with me."

"Excuse me?"

"Dance with me."

"Why?"

"Because I never got my dance at the winter formal."

"No."

"You honestly think I'm taking no as an answer?"

"Trist-" Rory started.

"One dance."

She knew he wasn't going to give up so she took his offered hand and stood up. "One dance."

He pulled her close to him, hoping their close proximity would warm up her cold demeanor. Tristan wrapped his arms around her waist and hesitantly Rory slid her arms around his neck. Just the smell of her hair made him regret that he had pulled away from her the last three days. Though, the scent was different. It wasn't the usual wild flowers it was more of a neutral scent. Not good, not bad. Just ordinary and his Mary was no where near ordinary. "You change shampoos." He stated, knowing that was probably a strange place to begin a conversation.

"No, I just wasn't home last night."

"You weren't?"

"I was at Logan's."

"I had a feeling."

"What?"

"When I saw you at the bar last night you couldn't stand straight much less drive."

"You aren't mad?"

He really wanted to hit Logan at the moment, but he wasn't going to tell her that. "I'm not happy about it, but I don't think I have a right to hold it against you."

"True."

"I'm sorry, Ror. I didn't mean to push you away, it's just after our weekend together I freaked that I was getting so attached. We've only been dating a little longer than a month and I'm already completely enamored by you."

"The feelings mutual." Rory said leaning her head up against his chest.

"I'm also sorry for what I said earlier."

"It was a really low blow."

"I know. I was trying to defend my actions and it came out wrong. I apologize."

Rory was nodded, she just wanted to forget it had happened. Being in his arms was the only thing she wanted to focus on. "I accept your apology, but I will be punishing you later."

"I can handle that." Tristan laughed placing a kiss on the top of her head. "So, who'd you go to prom with?"

"What?" Rory asked tipping her head up to look at him, the question was really out of the blue.

"I don't know, we're dancing and there is some old overplayed prom song on the radio. Just made me wonder."

"Do you have one giant run-on commentary in your head?"

"Pretty much."

"Me too." Rory laughed.

"I guess we're both crazy."

"I guess so."

"So…Prom?"

"I uh, didn't go to prom."

"You didn't go to prom?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Jess…remember, I told you about him?" Rory asked and continued when Tristan nodded. "I was going to go to his prom at Stars Hollow High and hang out with Lane and her boyfriend at the time but…Jess wasn't graduating so they said he couldn't go."

"What about Chilton's prom?"

"And deal with Madeline and Louise who wanted to make sure everyone in the limo matched the actual limo? I think not…What about you?"

"Yeah, I went to prom and wore this killer dress…Eric was my date, got me a corsage and everything. He was so polite until we got to the end of the night and he tried to make a move. Did he think I was easy?"

Rory laughed. "Sorry, I forgot - all boys military school."

"Actually, we could have gone to a prom at the high school that was located nearby, I just didn't."

"Why?"

Tristan shrugged. "I don't really know."

"I bet you look amazing in a tux." Rory told him flirtatiously.

"Are you hitting on me, Mary?"

"I'm trying."

"It's working."

"Good." Rory laughed as she brought her lips up to his, it had only three days since she'd last kissed him, but she missed it. His lips were addictive, he was addictive. Was she hurt by the things he had said earlier, yes, but she wasn't going to let that ruin her last few weeks with him.

So incredible
The way things work themselves out
And all emotional
once you know what its all about, hey
And undesirable
For us to be apart
Never would have made it very far
Cause you know that you got the keys to my heart

I know it's short and I know Tristan and Rory got back together very quickly but I was getting bored of writing drama. Reviews are always appreciated.