Rory winced slightly as she felt the needle touch her skin on the lower left side of her back.
"You okay?" The artist asked as he continued with the design.
"Ya I'm fine." Rory replied being honest, the alcohol was helping to numb the pain.
"Alright give me a few more minutes and we'll be done. You're cell phone is ringing again."
"Let it ring it's my damn husband." Rory muttered as she closed her eyes.
"The same damn husband whose initials I am intertwining with yours?" The artist laughed.
"Ya but that really isn't the point right now." Rory shot back a slight tone of anger creeping into her voice.
"Alright we're done." The artist announced after what seemed like hours to Rory.
"How much do I owe you?"
"Seventy-five."
"Alright here's one hundred, keep the changed, thank you." Rory smiled as the artist handed her the care instructions to her and placed the bandaged on her new tattoo.
Rory stepped into the waiting taxi and opened her phone to call Finn.
"Oy love are you okay we're worried sick."
"Yes I am fine I'm on my way back right now, who all is home?"
"Logan and I, Colin and Steph are out looking for you but we will call them and tell them you are okay and tell them to enjoy the day out on the town." Finn said hoping the lack of people in the house would make the situation less stressful than he was sure Rory was anticipating.
"Finn," Rory sighed, "maybe you should meet up with them I think Logan and I need to talk."
"Understandable love, but don't think that your getting out of the chat we are going to have, cause we will be having one, I am you brother and you're not getting off easy."
"Alright Finn, I'll be home in about ten minutes, love ya."
"Love you to little sister."
Rory quietly entered the house, slightly wincing under the pain of the tattoo and the knife that still seemed to be twisting in her heart. Listening carefully Rory thought she heard Logan upstairs but decided to curl up on the sofa downstairs. Rory lay on her stomach as to not put pressure on her still throbbing tattoo and sighed as she grabbed the flask from her purse.
Logan quietly climbed down the stairs, knowing that the conversation that was bout to happen wouldn't exactly be fun. A puzzled expression crossed Logan's face when he saw Rory lying stomach down on the sofa. Quietly he walked up and sat next to Rory and rubbed her back.
Rory winced as he hand passed over her new tattoo and tried not to show any verbal pain.
"Are you alright Ace?" Logan questioned as he felt Rory shiver as he touched her.
"I'm fine." Rory responded showing no emotion.
"Rory we need to talk." Logan sighed as he pulled Rory onto his lap.
"Well talk then." Rory answered as she took another long swig from the flask.
"Okay this is the first thing that we need to talk about," Logan said as he took the flask from Rory's hand. "Drinking during the day is not okay Lorelai Huntzberger, it's not okay for you to do it, nor is it okay for me to. Come on let's go upstairs." Logan smiled as he gently picked up Rory.
"Ouch!" Rory let out the exclamation without thinking.
"What's wrong?" Logan questioned as he gently set her on the bed.
"Nothing." Rory lied biting her lip from pain.
"Roll over." Logan ordered. He watched his wife reluctantly roll over and then lifted up her shirt exposing the bandaged that covered her fresh tattoo. "Rory what the hell is this?" Logan asked as he ran his hand over the bandage.
"Nothing." Rory winced.
"You're lying, I know you too well." Logan responded as he carefully removed the bandage from his wife's back. "Rory is this real?"
"Yes." Rory mumbled as she snuggled deeper into the pillow.
"Two Ls and an H?" Logan questioned as he lay down next to his wife. "Logan and Lorelai Huntzberger?"
"Yes." She mumbled again.
"Does this mean you forgive me?"
"It means, I was never mad, I just felt like I was loosing you." Rory answered as tears filled her eyes.
"Ror, I am sorry about what happened, but you know all I did was take the match book."
"I know, Logan I'm just . . . I'm sorry, I know I come with a matching set of luggage." Rory sighed as she curled up close to Logan.
"I know you do babe, and I'm okay with that, but I'm not okay with the excessive drinking."
"I know."
"Lorelai Leigh Gilmore Hayden-Huntzberger, I am not kidding, I told you when you had the accident that I would be here for you no matter what, but for some reason you don't seem to believe me, and it kills me, but if I can't help you I will send you somewhere where they can help you, I am drop dead serious."
"What if I let you help me? Will you?" Rory asked.
"Yes I will, all you have to do is ask."
"Help me please?" Rory smiled as he looked into Logan's eyes.
"I will." Logan smiled as he gently kissed his wife and rolled her towards him.
"I love you." Rory whispered as she wrapped her arms around Logan's neck and began to kiss him.
"I know you do, I love you too." Logan responded as he began to pull Rory's shirt over her head.
Rory woke up with her head on Logan's chest a few hours latter and stirred. She felt his chest rise as he took a deep breath and pulled her closer to him and kissed Rory softly. "So Ace," he whispered, "where did you get that tattoo?"
"Why?"
"Cause now I want one also." He smirked as he sat up still holding Rory close to him.
"Well you better go with the guys 'cause I don't wanna see any of that again." Rory giggled.
"I think I better go find them." He smiled as he kissed Rory and pulled her out of bed and wrapped his arms around her. "Do me a favor Ace?"
"Maybe." Rory toyed
"Will you make dinner?"
"Logan I'm no chef from our homes." Rory laughed.
"I know Ace, but please would you make dinner?"
"Sure if it means that much to you then I will." Rory responded.
"Since when can you actually cook?" Stephanie laughed as she handed Rory a wooden spoon.
"Oh hush, I can make spaghetti and garlic bread." Rory answered as she playfully hit Stephanie with the spoon.
"So girl let me see that tattoo that the boys can't stop talking about it, I'm not sure if they like it or not so I wanna make a decision."
"There what do you think?" Rory asked as she lifted her shirt up and showed Stephanie.
"Oh I love it, what kind is Logan getting?"
"I don't know he said maybe something like mine but more manly." Rory giggled ash she put the garlic bread in the oven.
"So you two back to your old selves?"
"Ya I think we're back to the loving, sarcastic couple that we have always been." Rory answered as she poured herself and Stephanie wine.
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