"Now that's what I like to see." Logan smirked as Rory appeared in the kitchen wearing the bikini she had purchased for the honeymoon.
"I figured it is well time that I get some tanning time in," Rory smiled as she hopped up on the counter, "anymore media outlets call?"
"A few I managed to schedule them all for when we are back in the States so nothing else interferes with our trip." Logan smiled as he kissed Rory.
"Behave your self, Mr. Huntzberger," Rory teased as she kissed him back, "when do Steph, Finn, and Colin come?"
"Not until happy hour which is hours away." Logan mumbled as he kissed her again.
"Well I'll make margaritas while you go put on your swimsuit, you could use some color too."
"Save me a spot outside?" Logan grinned as he ran his hands over Rory's hips.
"I think it can be arranged." Rory responded as she ran her hands under his shirt. "Don't keep me waiting." Rory giggled as she took the tequila and lime juice out.
Hours later Rory and Logan were still lying on the beach completely enjoying themselves. After awhile Rory drifted off into her first peaceful sleep in along time while using Logan's chest as a pillow. Noticing that both he and Rory were starting to turn a light shade of pink Logan carried Rory into the house, happy that for the first time all week they totally seemed to be a peace with both each other and themselves.
After laying Rory on the bed Logan stripped down and got in the shower. He knew sooner or later he was going to have to talk to Rory about the alcohol issue in a very serious context but he wasn't sure how he was going to do it yet, regardless it had to be done.
Logan was sitting downstairs when there was a loud knock followed by the sound of the front door being opened. "Oy mates you can't hide from us." Finn called as his voice echoed in the foyer.
"Shh," Logan whispered, "Rory is still asleep and she needs it."
"So it's just me and you three?" Stephanie laughed as she started upstairs. "I'm going to go pick out a room and go swimming until my best friend wakes up."
"Happy hour starts as soon as Rory wakes up," Logan smiled, "I am going to wake her up at six cause if I don't she won't sleep well tonight."
"Let's start happy hour a tad early for us men; you look like you need it more than ever." Colin smiled as he walked toward the bar area.
"Mate seriously what is going on after talking to Rory and then you it sounds like Armageddon is upon us." Finn tried to joke as he made Manhattans.
"She has started drinking again, and I'm not going to say that I haven't been drinking a little more, but that's not the point, she's hit rock bottom and kept digging I think." Logan sighed. "Like I told Finn I don't mind taking care of her but sometime I wonder if I am her husband or her Dad."
"Logan, seriously, you and Rory are made for each other and she needs you and I know you aren't the type to every give up on her, but you are starting to sound like it." Colin offered.
"He's right mate, if she needs you you're going to have to step up to the plate, I know it isn't easy, but like I told you, you have me and Colin and I think we need a boys' night tonight and the girls need a girls night."
"He is right," Colin agreed, "we're still only just 19, err, well some of us, but you get the idea."
"Look so the girls go out tonight and we go out tonight what harm could it do?" Finn smiled as he took another sip of his drink.
"Sound's like a plan." Logan responded as they all raised their glasses.
"What is this?" Rory fumed early the next morning.
"What's what Ace?" Logan mumbled as he rolled over to see Rory standing at the end off the bed holding a piece of paper and a match book.
"This!" Rory screamed as she tossed the paper, an article from The New Yorker, at Logan. "You were flirting with someone on our Honeymoon and apparently you got her phone number too." Rory finished as she chucked the matchbook with a girl named Ashleigh's name and number scribbled on it, and stormed out.
"Oh no." Logan groaned as he got up and followed Rory. "Rory please I can explain!"
"Don't even talk to me Logan!" Rory screamed as she met Stephanie at the front door. "We are going out, don't fucking bother me!"
"Ace please . . ." Logan tried but the only sound he heard was the sound of the front door slamming.
"I can't believe him I cannot fucking believe the nerve of him." Rory half cried and half yelled in the car.
"Ror, he didn't do anything, just like you never did anything with Tristan, he was drunk and you guys are going through a lot and he screwed up."
"I cannot believe you are defending him!" Rory screamed as she looked at her best friend. "Driver pull over right now."
"Rory what are you doing?"
"Getting out!" Rory screamed. "Do not follow me leave me the fuck alone!" Rory finished as she walked toward the shopping center they had just passed with her cell phone to her ear calling the local cab company.
"Where to Ma'am." The cab driver asked as Rory climbed into the cab.
"Pick a tattoo parlor any tattoo parlor and take me there." Rory replied anger dripping from her words as she took out the flask she never meant to drink from.
"What do you mean you don't know where she went?" Logan practically yelled at Stephanie.
"Don't even start with me Huntzberger you're the one who has another women's number."
"Come on mates, both of you calm down." Finn said attempting to be the voice of reason.
"I don't know where the fuck my wife is." Logan screamed both with anger and fear in his voice.
"Well you didn't seem to give much of fuck about her last night." Stephanie shot back defending her best friend.
"Nothing happened Stephanie." Colin interjected. "She came up, flirted with Logan, wrote he name and number on the match book and left it with us. You know us when we drink we chain smoke so we weren't going to turn down matches."
"Whatever you boys don't have the sell the story to me you have to sell it to your wife Logan, who we really need to find." Stephanie shot back.
Okay, to be 110 honest, which I try to be with you guys, the number of reviews for the last chapter were exceptionally dissapointing, I was pretty hurt about that one. Anyways to everyone who has said things about the drinking, it is not a permenant thing, but this isn't a fluffy story and I never intended it to be, and while alcoholic is a weakness it takes people time to realize it. Alright so please review cause I'm getting pretty discouraged with all of this. Muah! me