A/N: Deepest apologies for the lack of updates this last week. I've been busy working and then when I did sit down to write, my mind just wouldn't focus. However, here is part two of Rory and Logan's reunion as promised. Hopefully it was worth the wait. Just a little warning to those of you who haven't read 'Closure'. This chapter does deal with what happened in that story so if you haven't read it or need to reacquaint yourself with it, please do so before you read. I don't want you to be reading this and thinking 'What the hell are they talking about?' or 'that never happened in the show.'
Well, enough from me for now. I hope you enjoy this chapter. I love how it turned out. If you do too, please let me know. Or even if you think it sucked, I'm always willing to hear what you have to say. Thanks.
Disclaimer: I do not under any circumstances own Gilmore Girls. Although, I do have a GG T-shirt and the DVD's and a 'Luke's' coffee mug, but other than that…
Someday
Chapter Five: Reunion, Part Two
As the music cast its spell around them, Rory kept her eyes fixed on Logan's bow tie. She was mesmerised by it. Well, actually she just couldn't bring herself to look up a few more inches. She knew that if she did she would probably keel over in the middle of the dance floor. Being in his arms again was like a dream and she was afraid that if she looked up he wouldn't be the one staring back at her.
"What are you thinking about?" The warm sound of his voice washed over her and she became all too aware that this wasn't a dream. Logan really had his arms wrapped around her waist. It was really his body that she was merely a few inches from. Finally, she looked up and met his eyes. The butterflies in her stomach went into overdrive and she thought it was very much a possibility that she might pass out. She decided that she had to get a hold of herself and calm down.
"I was thinking about the last time we danced together." she said softly with a light smile playing on her lips. Logan grinned and closed the gap between them so her body was pressed against his.
"That was the first time you told me you liked me." he whispered into her ear making her shudder.
"You told me you didn't want to get involved with me because you thought I was special." she reminded him.
"I did." he nodded. There was silence between them as the music filled the air.
"That was the first time you kissed me." Logan smiled at the pleasant memory. Rory blushed. She had never been quite so forward with a guy before Logan. She had no idea what had come over her that night.
"Then my mom walked in on us." she cringed at the thought. Logan smirked.
"Followed by your father, and then Luke. I thought I was done for. I literally saw my life flash before my eyes." he laughed softly. Rory shook her head.
"I was certain that you wouldn't want anything to do with me after that. I thought you'd think I was too much drama." she commented dryly. Logan considered this for a few seconds.
"I did. But I couldn't go without those kisses. I guess I grew to like the drama." he shrugged as he gazed down at her. Rory felt the intensity of his stare and forced herself to look away. She found herself looking up towards the ceiling and a huge grin appeared on her face as she saw what was above them. She started laughing as her eyes scanned the room for her Grandmother who was watching them keenly and not at all discreetly.
"I think we've been set up." she turned back to Logan. He furrowed his brows at her and then followed her gaze to see Emily avert her eyes from the pair. He smiled and then looked back at Rory. She pointed up towards the ceiling. When Logan raised his eyes to see what she was talking about, he couldn't deny the smirk from forming on his face.
"Mistletoe." he chuckled and then looked back at Rory feeling a strong urge to take advantage of one of his favourite Christmas traditions. She shook her head and looked away. Seeing his moment arrive, he leaned forward, cupped her face in his hands and placed the softest, most gentle kiss on her lips. He pulled away from her after a few seconds even though it killed him to do so. He stared at her as she slowly opened her eyes and realised what just happened. She gazed up at him in awe. She was completely speechless and as he was about to move in for another kiss, he felt something tugging on his arm. He turned around to see Honor glaring at him. She yanked him away forcefully and he followed after her leaving Rory in the middle of the dance floor.
"Honor, what the hell?" he caught up with her and freed his arm from her grasp. Honor spun around to face him. She did not look happy.
"I was going to ask you the same thing. What the hell are you doing, Logan?" she punched him on the arm. "You just kissed Rory Gilmore!"
"Yeah I know. I was there, Honor." he said sarcastically. He looked back to where he had left Rory. He frowned as he couldn't see her anywhere.
"Well, what were you thinking? This is the girl who broke your heart. She turned you down and you just go jumping back in for seconds!" she was incredulous by his behaviour.
"Honor, you don't know what you're talking about, okay. Things are a little more complicated than that." Logan informed her. There was a hint of annoyance in his voice.
"What are you talking about?"
"She said yes." he blurted out. Honor stared at him in confusion. "I went to see her and she changed her mind. She wanted to marry me and move to California with me. But I said no. I was the one who told her to go."
"When?" she asked trying to process this new information.
"The day I left for California. I went to see her before…"
"Why didn't you tell me this?" she looked at him with a hurt expression on her face. They had always been close siblings. Logan had always told her pretty much everything that happened in his life, but not this. He couldn't tell her about Rory. He kept that close to his heart.
"I didn't tell anybody. I didn't want to. It was nobody's business but mine's and Rory's." he shrugged.
"What about Grace?" she quizzed him after a few minutes of silence. Logan sighed and ran his hand through his hair.
"What about Grace?" He asked, his voice sounding harsher.
"You can't just forget the fact that you have a girlfriend because Rory suddenly shows up in your life again. That's not fair on Grace or Rory." Honor informed him sternly.
"Honor…"
"Fine. Do what you want. See if I care. When it all comes crashing down around you, don't expect me to pick up the pieces." And with that she stormed off towards the exit. Logan watched her go. He let out a sigh and ran his hand through his hair. He felt guilty for keeping something so big from Honor. He felt angry because she had no right to make him feel bad. He felt anxious to go find Rory and feel her soft lips on his once again.
His feelings for Rory were too strong to ignore. After three and a half years she was still all he could think about, and being able to touch her and feel her warm body against his again made him feel something that he hadn't felt in so long. He felt alive. He felt the butterflies fluttering in his stomach. He had the sweaty palms; his heart was thumping rapidly in his chest causing the blood to course through his veins at a hectic rate.
Logan had been with a lot of women over the years, but Rory Gilmore was the only one who could affect him that way. She was the only one who got anywhere close to his heart. In fact, she didn't just get close to his heart; she burrowed her way deep inside. No matter the time or space that had passed since, she was a permanent fixture there and he wanted her to be a permanent fixture in his life again. He would do anything to have her in his life once again. He still loved her. He had kept that engagement ring for a reason. He made a promise to her that he would ask her to marry him again.
Someday.
Seeing her tonight only emphasised how much he wanted to keep his promise.
Logan made his way over to the bar as his throat became incredibly dry at the prospect of having Rory back in his life. He had dreamed about seeing her again many times. But this was real. He was in the same room as her. He had held her in his arms and smelt her hair, tasted her lips, felt her heart beat against his chest.
Logan ordered his drink and turned around to face the crowd. His eyes immediately began searching through the throngs of party goers trying to catch a glimpse of her again. He frowned as he couldn't see her anywhere. He started to think that maybe she had just been a mirage. He turned back to the bar for his drink and then when he spun back, his eyes were drawn to the familiar brunette standing by the table baring the food across the room. He watched her intently as she munched on a tiny delicacy. He couldn't stop the smile from covering his features as he noticed her nervously playing with a loose tendril of curly brown hair. His eyes travelled over her body admiring her curves and soft skin. His whole body ached to be close to her again. To touch her again.
He thought about her email. The one she had sent him the day before.
I miss you
That's what she had written to him. Three little words which swirled around in his head. He missed her too. More than he ever thought possible.
Downing the rest of his drink, he sat the glass down on the bar and slowly made his way through the crowd never taking his eyes off her as if he was stalking his prey. As he drew closer, he felt his heart rate increase and those pesky butterflies return. He came up behind her and without saying a word; he reached out and took her hand in his. Surprised, Rory gazed down at their entwined fingers. She slowly lifted her gaze up to see Logan staring at her with so much lust and desire and longing in his eyes. He was sure he saw the same emotions mirrored in her own eyes.
Unable to wait any longer, he tugged gently on her hand and guided her out of the house and out onto the patio beside the pool. He scanned their new environment making sure that they were completely alone and then he backed her up against the wall. His hands moving to her hips, his face inches away from hers. She could feel his breath on her cheek as his eyes trailed over her face memorising every freckle, every part of her unblemished skin. He looked at her like he was seeing her for the very first time and Rory was sure she was seconds away from passing out under his intense gaze. Her own eyes were drawn to his lips. His soft, sweet, kissable lips. They had only briefly brushed over hers not fifteen minutes ago and she couldn't stop thinking about them. They had sent a shock wave through her body awakening feelings which had lain dormant for so long. She wanted to taste him again. She wanted to lose herself in his kisses once again.
Logan closed the gap between them and she felt her breath hitch in anticipation of what was to come. Rory shut her eyes and her whole body was on fire. No other man on the planet had ever made her feel like this before he actually kissed her. But then, for her, there was no other man on the planet but Logan. It had always been Logan. Nobody could ever possibly compete.
"I missed you too." he whispered against her lips and before she could respond, his soft lips brushed against hers.
The kiss started off slow and lingering like they were getting reacquainted with one another. However, the burning passion within them both soon ignited and the kiss grew more intense. Logan nibbled on her lower lip as she pulled him firmly against her hot body. He placed several open mouthed kisses on her lips waiting for her to respond. He didn't have to wait long; Rory let out a loud moan and swept her tongue into his mouth to duel with his. She wrapped her arms tight around his neck and he pressed his body harder against her.
Three and a half years off pent up emotions were released as they devoured one another with kisses. Their hands groped frantically for each other, wanting to feel more. Logan broke away as the lack of oxygen became a problem. He trailed kisses over her face and neck where he began sucking and licking until his heart's content. Rory's fingers ran through his hair. As he nibbled on her collarbone, her fingers played with the hairs on the nape of his neck. She moaned as he found her pulse point. His close attention was driving her wild with want. She felt his hand caressing her thigh over the silky material of her dress. He eventually moved his hands over her butt and pulled her pelvis firmly against his letting her feel how aroused he was.
She actually let out a little squeal of pleasure at the feelings he was stirring up inside her. It had been so long since they had been together properly and the way she was feeling she probably would have let him do whatever he wanted to her right there in her Grandparent's courtyard. Only the sound of her cell phone ringing prevented them from going any further.
"You're vibrating." he whispered in a husky voice. He continued to place hot kisses over her neck and shoulders. It took Rory a few seconds to realise what he was talking about. She managed to gain enough composure to realise it was her cell phone making the noise. Logan pulled back as she flipped open the phone and answered breathily.
"Hello?"
"Hey! Where are you? Your Grandpa wants to make a toast."
It was her mother's voice.
"Um," She became distracted when Logan moved in for round two. He placed soft kisses over her neck, making his way up to her face. "I'll be right there."
She closed the phone over and turned her face so that she could meet Logan's lips with her own. Logan brought his hand up to cup her chin as he ravished her mouth with his tongue. Rory tried to deepen it even further as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Logan's fingers tangled in her hair while his mouth continued his assault on hers. She couldn't think straight. She was overwhelmed by all of the feelings bubbling inside her. She wanted more of Logan. So much more. But she had to stop herself. She had to regain some composure and go back inside. He had managed to engulf her mind, body and soul so easily but she needed to think. She needed to process everything that had happened so far tonight.
Finding the necessary reserves, she broke the kiss and gently pushed him away. He stared at her in confusion, breathless and thoroughly turned on.
"What's wrong?" he asked as he tried to catch his breath. Rory wasn't fairing much better. Her lungs were desperately filling up with much needed air.
"We should go inside." she whispered in an uneven voice. Logan looked down as he ran an unsteady hand through his messy hair. He smirked as he saw the extent of her affect on him.
"I don't think I can. Emily wouldn't appreciate me mingling with her guests in my current state." Rory followed his gaze and felt herself blush.
"Did I do that?" she asked coyly fluttering her eyelashes with a coquettish smile on her face. Logan moved forward and crashed his lips down on hers in a ferocious kiss. Rory placed her hands on his chest and pushed him away again. "We need to talk about this."
Logan stole one more soft kiss and then tucked a strand of loose hair behind her ear as he gazed down into her azure eyes.
"Wait in the pool house. I'll be as quick as I can." she told him and leaned forward for one last kiss. When she pulled back, she wiped a hand over her face as she tried to regain some much needed composure. She readjusted her messy hair and smoothed down her dress. Logan watched in awe as she reapplied some lip gloss over her swollen lips. "How do I look? Presentable?" she asked sweetly. Logan took a step towards her and placed his hands on her hips.
"You have never looked more beautiful." he said honestly and lovingly. He was completely captivated by her. She was simply mesmerising. He leaned forward and whispered in her ear. "I'll be waiting for you."
Rory used all of her strength to move out of his embrace. She took one last look at his dishevelled appearance and then offered him a smile, which he returned, before going inside.
Logan took a deep breath and made his way to the pool house with only Rory on his mind.
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"Where have you been? I was looking everywhere for you." Lorelai said as she grabbed her daughter's arm. Rory gazed absently at Lorelai, her mind still foggy from her encounter with Logan.
"Hmm?"
"Look, there's something I need to tell you." she said ignoring Rory's dreamy state. "Logan is here. I saw him earlier. I didn't know he was going to be here. I'm pretty sure Emily is behind it and I'm just giving you fair warning. You know, just in case you…Rory, what is that on your neck?" She frowned as she noticed the little red mark on her daughter's neck. It looked like a bruise. On closer inspection, she realised exactly what it was.
"Is that a hickey?!" Her voice rose snapping Rory out of her Logan orientated thoughts.
"What?" Rory furrowed her brows and rubbed her hand over the sensitised area. Lorelai moved closer.
"How the hell did you manage to get a hickey at your Grandparent's Christmas Party?" Lorelai eyed her curiously. Rory blushed and tried desperately to cover the mark on her neck with her hand. She lowered her eyes to the ground guiltily and suddenly it dawned on Lorelai. "Logan. You two already…"
Rory hesitantly met her mothers disapproving glare. Lorelai let out a heavy sigh.
"Rory, what were you thinking? The last thing you need is to get involved with Logan Huntzberger again. It didn't work out the first time…"
"Mom, stop. I know what I'm doing." She lied. She honestly had no idea what she was doing. She was simply getting by on autopilot at the moment. She had been ever since Logan re-entered her life all of thirty minutes ago.
"Rory, don't jump into something with this guy again, he's not good for you. You were doing so well…"
"No I wasn't." she turned on her mother, her voice a mixture of anger and frustration and confusion. "You told me that it would get easier. You said that if I was unsure then it wasn't meant to be. Well, its been three and a half years since we broke up and there hasn't been a single day that I haven't thought about him. It hasn't gotten easier. I miss him more every day."
Lorelai noticed the stares from the crowd of people. She smiled uneasily and placed her hand on Rory's arm trying to calm her down. Rory didn't falter.
"You said that if I had to think about it then Logan wasn't the right guy. Well, that wasn't true. He was the right guy. It was just the wrong time and if I could go back to that day when he proposed to me, I would tell him yes a million times over." Rory exploded earning a few more glances from people near by.
"All I have ever done is to try to protect you. I don't want to see you get hurt again." Lorelai explained to her. Her intentions regarding her daughter's relationship with Logan had always been honourable. While she didn't think he was the one for Rory, she had gotten over her issues with him and was just trying to be a supportive mother.
"Mom, I'm a big girl. I can handle it. I appreciate you trying to look out for me, but I know what I'm doing. I have to go." Rory spun back towards the door and left her mother staring after her.
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Rory took a deep breath as she returned outside and was hit by a gust of freezing cold air. She found herself chuckling slightly as she rubbed her hands over her bare arms. During her previous sojourn outside, she hadn't noticed the cold at all. It was the dead of Winter but she was so wrapped up in Logan's overpowering and all consuming presence that she hadn't even noticed the below freezing temperatures. She did now. She did now that her mother's words were buzzing through her mind filling her with self doubt and uneasiness.
She had told Lorelai that she knew what she was doing, but the truth was she had no idea. All she knew was that it was Logan. He was back in her life and for three and a half years she had only grown to love him more.
She hurried over to the pool house silently hoping that he was still there waiting for her and praying that he wasn't at the same time. Reaching the door, she saw him standing staring pensively at the sofa. Rory felt a thrill of excitement course through her body as all of the doubts and worries melted away. Logan was here. He was really here!
She tentatively opened the door to the pool house, the place she once considered home, and made her way inside. Logan kept his gaze firmly on the sofa. She studied him closely as she nervously crept over to him. He looked so serious as his brown eyes remained fixed on the white comfy couch.
"Hey." Rory's voice came out sounding small and unsure. Logan looked up, finally removing his attention from the piece of furniture before them.
"Hey." His smile lit up his whole face as he gazed back at her warmly.
"What were you staring at?" she furrowed her brow curious as to what was holding his attention. Logan smirked and then sat down on the couch and patted the space beside him for her to join him. Rory duly obliged leaving a few inches between them.
"I was just thinking about this couch." he said simply. Rory's interest was piqued.
"You were thinking about the couch?" she asked mystified as to why he was thinking about this particular couch. Logan nodded and then ran his hand over the arm rest.
"This couch has bore witness to many significant events in our relationship." he stated. Rory narrowed her eyes as he smiled mischievously back at her.
"It has?" she questioned curiously. Logan smirked.
"I remember the first time we christened it. I had just gotten back from Europe and we didn't quite make it to the bedroom. You practically jumped me at the door." he said teasingly nudging her with his elbow. Rory blushed furiously as the vivid images of them frantically ripping each others clothing off and then falling onto the couch came back to her full force.
Sensing her discomfort, Logan continued reminiscing. "I also remember you losing your keys on this couch several times."
"And you always helped me look for them." she added fondly regarding him as he turned to face her.
"We never did quite make it to dinner though. For some reason." he shrugged. "We had a lot of cancelled dinner reservations."
"I lost a tonne of weight." she mused, unable to hold off the smirk that was threatening to appear. Logan gazed at her, his eyes shining brightly. Rory was pretty sure she could lose herself in those brown orbs of his. They drew her in, she was helpless.
Suddenly the smile faded from his face and he turned serious. He reached out a hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her ears, his eyes were still fixed on hers. His gaze was intense. Rory's stomach lurched as he stared right through her.
"This is where you told me you loved me for the first time." His voice sounded shaky, like he was about to break down.
"I remember." She did remember, vividly. She had been so nervous beforehand but at the same time she was so sure that it was true. She had fallen in love with him despite her better judgement. Despite all the warnings, including his own. He had taken her breath away, he had stolen her heart and three and a half years later he still had full possession of it.
"Do you want to know the crazy thing?" she began hesitantly. Logan inclined his head to the side, his eyes still locked on hers. "I still do."
There she said it. She still loved him. It was out in the open. She was ready for him to crush her. To tell her that he didn't feel the same way anymore. That he still cared about her but not in that way anymore, despite his earlier actions indicating otherwise. But he didn't. In fact, he didn't say a word. He just stared back at her in silence, a soft smile playing on his lips as Rory shifted uncomfortably under the weight of his gaze. She suddenly became imbued with the urge to tell him everything. To let it all out. All of those pent up feelings just exploded out of her and she was helpless to stop herself.
"I was engaged." she said quickly catching him by surprise. He didn't say anything but his eyes told her everything. "Well, technically I wasn't engaged but I was dating this guy. His name was Adam. He asked me to marry him."
Again, he didn't speak. He just let her continue. Rory sighed. "He asked me to marry him and do you know what the first thing I thought about was?"
Silence.
"You. I thought about that night. The last time we saw each other. I asked you to ask me again."
"Someday." He finally spoke. His voice came out sounding so rough and thick with emotion. Rory smiled and then carried on with what she was trying to tell him.
"Yeah. Someday. When Adam asked me to marry him, I kept thinking that if I said yes, then I would be saying no to 'someday'. I would be saying no to the possibility of a 'someday' with you…and I couldn't do it. I couldn't close that door. I would be letting go of you and me being together again and as much as I thought I had moved on, I couldn't let you go. I couldn't say goodbye to…'someday'."
Rory lowered her eyes to her fingers which were fiddling nervously with the zip of her purse. She could feel Logan's eyes on her, but she couldn't dare look up. She had just bared her soul. She had laid herself out for all to see and he was silent.
"Like I said, crazy." she said in a hushed voice trying desperately to make light of the situation. She kept her eyes away from his but was surprised when he moved his hand into her lap and interlaced his fingers with hers. She looked up and was caught by surprise as she stared into eyes full of love and longing.
"Wow that is crazy. But then this is coming from the guy who kept the engagement ring I bought you locked away in a drawer in my apartment for the past three years." he said with a wistful smile. Rory felt her heart swell as she contemplated his words.
"You kept the ring?" she whispered, her smile widening as he leaned towards her.
"Well, a promise is a promise." Logan stopped a few inches away from her. She could feel his breath on her face as he smiled back at her. Unable to hold back the happiness she felt, she threw herself forward closing the gap and crashed her mouth to his. She cried happy tears as they kissed.
Logan wrapped his arms around her and lowered her down on the couch, moving his body so he was hovering above her. Their kiss quickly grew in intensity as the power of their feelings overwhelmed them both. Logan groaned into the kiss as his hands roamed over her body. He was desperate to show her exactly how much he loved her and made quick work of removing both of their clothing until they were lying on the couch, a mass of tangled, sweaty naked limbs.
It was like their first time together all over again, but yet everything was so familiar. The curve of her waist, the freckle just above her left breast. The way she would wriggle underneath him when he would blow over her wet skin. Their bodies fit perfectly together. Like they were made with each other in mind.
Rory was amazed that he still remembered all of the little things that drove her wild with desire. He knew exactly the right place to kiss her; he knew exactly when to speed up and when to go slow. It was as if he owned his own private manual on 'How to pleasure Rory Gilmore'.
His hands were amazing tools that, while so rough on her skin, could send her soaring with just one touch. He knew her so well. He knew her body so well. Better than anyone else ever possibly could. She belonged to him. He owned her mind, body and soul, and by the sounds he was making, she was pretty sure the same could be said for him.
A/N: The End…only joking. So, what do you think? Please be a doll and leave me a review. I would be so grateful. Oh, and just to let you know about any other updates upcoming. I am working on Seeing The Light and I want to get WIMTB out ASAP. I wish I had a machine that I could connect to my brain and then it would just automatically transfer my thoughts to the computer. It would be so much quicker. If there are any technology geniuses out there, consider my idea. LOL. Thanks, J.