The next morning Rory woke up on the couch, and Lorelai was sleeping next to her, with her arms still wrapped around her. Gently Rory tried to get up but Lorelai stirred and opened her eyes.
"Feeling better?" she asked sleepily.
"Sort of." said Rory. "I have to find Logan. I really need to talk to him." There was a hint of desperation in her voice. She realized how wrong she had been to leave the way she did and was anxious to make it right.
Lorelai nodded.
"I don't even know if he will talk to me, or want to be with me or anything but I at least need to see him and apologize. And I would love if he could come to graduation, but I don't know about that either."
"Just take it one step at a time." said Lorelai. She didn't make any of her usual jokes because she knew how much Rory was hurting right now. "He might be angry Rory, but if he means a lot to you then fight for him. Then at least you can say you tried."
It was Rory's turn to nod. Her mind was racing. She wanted to hop into the car and drive to the old apartment, hope that he was there and would at least hear her out. Instead she got into the shower while Lorelai went to get food from Luke's. It was never good to go out on an empty stomach.
Rory spent extra time in front of the mirror, trying to make herself look great. It was the most effort she had put into her appearance in a while and she was satisfied with the results. Despite the strain of the last few months Rory knew she still looked great, and hoped that Logan would think so too.
"Food!" came the call from the living room.
Rory rushed out and quickly gulped down her breakfast. "Sorry mom, I gotta go!" she called as she ran out the door.
Lorelai followed her and gave her a quick hug. "Good luck. And remember whatever he says you can always come back here if you want."
Rory nodded again and zoomed off in her car. She didn't even think about what she would do if he wasn't at the old apartment. She was barely even scared, just nervous and excited. Now that she let herself feel again it came back with a vengeance and her heart felt like it could burst with how much she loved and missed him.
But when she got to the old apartment it was empty. Their names were no longer on the bell or the mail box. She knocked on a neighbors door, asking if they knew Logan and when he had left.
"That kid left more than a month ago." the neighbor said gruffly.
"Do you know where he went?" Rory asked desperately.
"No. Just moved out." said the man.
"How did he look? Was he okay? Did he look drunk?"
"Enough with the questions! I just heard him moving out. That's all."
"Well thanks." said Rory, disappointed that she didn't have any news of Logan.
Rory went spent the rest of the day hunting for Logan. She went to Yale and asked for anyone who would have known him. She called her grandparents to ask if he still worked there, and on being told that he didn't asked if they had heard from him or knew where he was.
She had no luck in finding him for several hours until someone told her that she thought he lived in an apartment building close to campus.
Rory drove straight there and started knocking on every door, not caring what the people thought of her.
Finally she knocked on a door and Marty opened it.
"Hey Rory!" said Marty, surprised. "What are you doing here? How did you know where I lived."
Rory felt flustered. "I didn't, I was looking for Logan." she explained.
"You came to the right place." Marty said, opening the door a little wider so Rory could see Logan sitting on the couch.
She was confused. Before she could even apologize or say any of the millions of things that she had been meaning to say to him she blurted out. "Why are you living with Marty?"
Logan gave her a slight smile as he answered. "Because I'm gay now. Very very gay."
The slight smirk told Rory that he was joking. And then she looked at him and noticed how great he looked. He was clean and dressed well, didn't look hungover or unhappy at all. 'Was he better off without me?' she asked herself.
Marty excused himself so the two could talk.
"Logan I'm really sorry that I left like that. I spent all day looking for you." Rory looked at him apologetically.
Logan had never been able to resist her looks. He got up and went over by her.
"Why did you leave?" he asked.
"I left because I thought I didn't love you. But I do." she said earnestly.
"Remember the night when I was going to leave and you said that no matter what we were in this together and we had to talk about things?"
"Yeah..." said Rory slowly.
"Well you shut me out. You were gone before you even left and nothing I could say or do was changing that."
"I know." said Rory sadly. "I feel so bad about that. I took things really badly and then I just kind of shut off from everything but I know it was horrible."
"I'm not going to say it didn't hurt, but I sort of understood. But you told me the same thing once, you can't just run away when things are tough. I went and got drunk to isolate myself from what I was feeling and you did the same thing by leaving."
Rory nodded sadly. She wasn't sure if Logan was going to forgive her or if he was just trying to tell her how he felt.
"God do you look good though." said Logan, unable to resist wrapping his arms around her.
Rory smiled, suddenly feeling like she had the upper hand. "How long is that going to work for me?" she asked teasingly.
"Lets find out." said Logan, pulling her into the apartment. There would be time to talk about everything later. All that mattered now was that Rory was back. Rory allowed herself to be pulled into the apartment, to kiss him, but all the while questions whirled through her brain. What had happened in the last few months?