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Chapter Eleven: California Dreaming

Logan came home after a week at the hospital and returned happily to his dorm. Rory was with him the whole time, by his side making sure that everything was okay. He was healing superbly, his arm already out of the sling. It turned out that he only fractured it and that the cast was not necessary. He was bed ridden for the beginning of his stay home though, the doctors not wanting him to strain himself.

"So, this whole bed ridden thing is not half bad," Logan mused, his arms around Rory. She smiled, leaning into him.

"I'm a fan of it,"

"Has Jess tried to contact you?" Logan asked offhandedly, trying not too sound to protective. Rory shifted, resting on her elbow so that she could look at him.

"Uh, yeah, he has,"

"Are you okay?" Rory nodded, remembering their conversation.

"Rory," Jess said eagerly, approaching her. Rory turned away, walking quickly from the spot she previously resided.

"Rory!"

"Leave me alone Jess. You have no right to speak to me, no right,"

"He started it Rory, it wasn't my fault,"

"I know what happened. It is your fault that he punched you, it's your fault that my boyfriend is in the hospital and it is your fault that we almost broke up. Basically, everything is your fault,"

"Just hear me out,"

"No thanks," Jess followed her, not giving up.

"Rory, please,"

"Jess, you can follow me if you'd like. I'm heading to the hospital where Logan and all of his friends are. If you enjoy being beaten up by a society boy and his most likely smashed friend, then be my guest, come with me. If you value your life though, I'd stay away from me," Rory spun on her heel and walked away, relieved when she heard Jess retreat.

"I hate that I believed him, that I was so naive,"

"Don't beat yourself up. We were both upset, but now we're fine," Rory smiled and kissed him. She rested her head on his chest again and closed her eyes, feeling at last content.

Lane walked with Dave in silence, the gate of his plane approaching fast. Lane couldn't talk, she didn't trust her voice. She was already on the verge of tears and she knew if she tried to talk that she would crack. The tears would come and she would be unable to stop them. They finally arrived at his gate and they stopped, the awkward silence becoming too much for both of them to handle.

"Here we are," Lane said weakly, trying to sound cheerful.

"Yeah, here we are,"

"Uh, have a good time in California. I hear it is pretty hot there so, uh, be sure to wear a lot of sunscreen. I wouldn't want you to get cancer or anything,"

"Lane, nothing is going to change," He said, repeating what he had said over and over for the past week. Lane nodded, still not soothed.

"I know,"

"We will still be the best rock and roll couple ever. I won't let it end,"

"Just promise me that you won't find some blonde nonAsian girl there and fall in love with her," Dave chuckled, taking her hands in his.

"I promise,"

"If you find someone else though, if you really love them you can. Just tell me first, let me know,"

"Lane, that won't happen,"

"You don't know that. You're far away and I'm here,"

"No, I do know that. I love you Lane, you and only you,"

"Are you sure?" Dave smiled and kissed her, holding her tight.

"I'm sure," She rested her head on his shoulder, the tears leaving small wet marks on his t-shirt. Dave pulled away from her, his eyes bright.

"Lane,"

"What? What's going on, you look extremely riveted,"

"Come with me,"

"What?"

"Come with me to California,"

"I can't just get up and leave. What about my mom?"

"You can call her once you get there. Come with me, you can stay for a month or a year, however long you want to,"

"You're crazy,"

"No, I'm in love, and don't want to be without you," Lane smiled, kissing him once more.

"I don't know Dave,"

"Just come with me," She smiled, absentmindedly biting her lip. She sighed, grasping his hand tightly.

"Where do we buy the ticket?"

Lorelai walked into Luke's, plopping down at a table. Luke approached, a cup of coffee already in his hand for her.

"Why are you sitting at a table?" He asked gruffly, putting the cup down on the table.

"Why shouldn't I sit at a table? It's a nice table,"

"You always sit at the counter,"

"I'm embracing change,"

"The tables are for couples and families,"

"My imaginary friend is with me. There, we're a couple," Lorelai said with a smile.

"Real couples, not imaginary ones," Lorelai gasped, putting her hands out over the other chair, as if covering a person's ears.

"Ssshh, don't listen to him Judy, he doesn't know what he's talking about,"

"Judy?"

"Yes, why can't my imaginary friend be Judy Garland?"

"You're psychotic,"

"Do I get to keep the table?" Luke sighed, giving up.

"Fine, you can keep it," Lorelai smiled triumphantly.

"That would mean that I am a genius then. The imaginary friend thing worked, I got my table," Luke rolled his eyes.

"Just drink your coffee,"

"Without a donut? That is a travesty, it cannot be done,"
"You always drink your coffee without food,"

"I do not,"

"Yes Lorelai, you do,"

"Well, I am changing that today. I need a donut!" Luke shook his head.

"Chocolate or glazed?"

"Chocolate, glazed is too sticky, would not go well with coffee. That is more of a donut for a hamburger day,"

"But you drink coffee with your hamburger,"

"Yes, but I have the food to counter the coffee taste. It all makes perfect sense,"

"Your mind never ceases to confuse me," Lorelai smiled.

"I am quite gifted. Now get me my donut baseball cap boy, and make it snappy!"

"You should let me look at him," Paris argued, following Rory out of the door of their dorm, "I'm Premed!"

"Paris, you keep telling me that and I still don't care. You are not looking at Logan,"

"It would me a great learning experience,"

"You have classes for great learning experiences. Isn't that enough?"

"No, Logan's case is so peculiar. It's a once in a lifetime experience,"

"He had a collapsed lung and a fractured arm. I'm pretty sure that is not peculiar,"

"Come on Rory," Rory shook her head, quickening her pace to her class.

"Not a chance Paris," She arrived at her destination and sighed with relief, walking into the building, "Bye Paris, I'll see you later,"

"This is not over Gilmore. You forget I live with you!" Rory shook her head, walking up the stairs. It was going to be a long day.

"How you feeling man?" Colin asked Logan, walking into his room.

"I've been better. This whole bed rest thing sounded great when Rory was here, but without her is really a bust," Colin nodded.

"So, you guys are okay?"

"Yeah,"

"What happened? I heard her talking to Finn, talking about the party, but I still don't know what happened,"

"There was a misunderstanding, that's what happened,"

"You're being extremely vague,"

"It's not important, all that matters is that we are okay now. She made a mistake, and God knows I've made a lot of those over the years,"

"Don't screw this one up Logan" Colin said suddenly, catching Logan off guard.

"What?"

"She is a good person, you should have seen her when she was at the hospital. She was frantic, an absolute mess. I thought she was going to fall to pieces, she did actually,"

"Colin, where is this coming from?"

"You said that she made a mistake, and I know how you respond to mistakes,"

"Colin," Logan warned, his voice low. He didn't want to go where Colin was heading, he didn't want to go there.

"I'm just saying that she is really good for you. Don't mess it up,"

"I won't, I love her. This is completely different from before, she is different. It's not the same," Colin didn't respond at first, he just nodded, turning to leave.

"I hope it's not," Colin said as he left, leaving Logan with a very unsettled feeling in his stomach. He knew what Colin had said was right, he knew exactly what he was hinting at. Logan's past history with girls was not good; he only had one real girlfriend in his past and he had screwed it up with her royally. His first girlfriend was Callie Shepard, a beautiful brunette with stunning green eyes. He had been friends with her since childhood, good friends. Growing up with her gave them many firsts together; first kiss, first love, and finally the first time either of them had ever had sex. He had given her a lot of things, and her likewise to him. One day at a party Logan found her with another guy and he was totally broken. It turned out that it was a mistake, she was drunk and had acted rashly, but it still hurt him. He retaliated by sleeping with one of Callie's friends, something he regretted long after the act was done. Their relationship was finished after that, and things changed between them forever.

He knew things with Rory were different though, it was completely different. He had learned from what happened with Callie and applied what he had learned. He had listened to her, took time to cool off, and then realized it for what it was, a mistake. He wouldn't hurt her because he couldn't stand to do it. He couldn't stand to break her, he had already broken too many.

A/N: Wow, that last part was kind of lengthy, but I needed that history in there for later chapters. Anyway, I hope that you liked it. Please review! Give me a lot of feedback and I will have another new chapter tomorrow!