A/N: This is a story I'm going to stick with, I really like the idea of this one, so here we go…

Summary: Rory is having problems with Logan, big purple, brown and yellow problems, what happens when someone unexpectedly returns and gets her life back on track just like last time Logan messed things up, except this time, the visitor is here to stay… Read and Review please!

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the idea for this story, which without the characters is pointless so it's as good as the chocolate cake, without the chocolate… ooh now I'm hungry!

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Do you feel like a man,

When you push her around?

Do you feel better now,

As she falls to the ground…

Rory sat reading You and Me the latest novel, written by none other than Jess Mariano, when Logan opened the door and walked in, obviously drunk.

Rory quickly shoved the book under the cushion of the chair she was sitting on and stood up to take Logan's coat.

"Hey Logan, another late night at the office," Rory asked emotionlessly, like she did every night, even though she knew he never went to work, after he left, his office would call asking when he would come pick up his things.

"Heyyy Ace, yep another late night at the Offfice." Logan replied stumbling towards her. "I love you" he said slamming his lips against hers.

"Logan" Rory said gently pushing him away after the bitter taste of the alcohol reached her lips.

"Come on Rory," Logan's voice grew aggressively.

Rory complied knowing that if she didn't it would be a hell of a lot worse than this. She slowly lifted her shirt over her head leaving just a cami and her bra.

Logan ignored what she just did and ripped the cami over her head ferociously kissing her and dragging her into the bedroom.

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Rory got up and went into the bathroom after he had finished, she inspected her body carefully. The bruise on her left thigh was new, "Guess I have to stick to capris…even though it's July" Rory mumbled to herself.

There was also a new one on her shoulder blade, "No more tanks either," she mumbled once again to no one in particular.

Then she turned around and saw the one on her back that one wasn't new, she gently touched it, it had become read because of the previous activities.

Then she saw her butt, it was completely red and looked like it was going to bleed if it was hit again. She began to cry, keeping her what normally would have been screams to quiet whimpers as not to wake Logan.

Logan.

The one who caused all of this pain, no one else would have done this to her.

She slumped down next to the shower and kicked the trash can causing it to fall over.

"Damn it," she whispered knowing that he woke up.

Sure enough, Logan came into the bathroom and walked over to her, "What are ya doing, Ace,"

"Just trying to keep cool, you know with the summer heat," Rory said trying to avoid any more pain, "But I'm tired so I think I'll head off to bed." She stood up starting to walk out.

Then HE wrapped his arms around her waist and hoisted her over his shoulder, something that could've been considered romantic and playful but now just seemed repulsive and scary.

He slapped her butt and she winced in pain then he walked her into the bedroom throwing her onto the bed.

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Rory awoke at 7:30 to find Logan gone; today she had to work, so she slowly got out of bed and went to take a shower.

She came out and quickly got dressed in long pants and a turtle neck "Ugh, it's a good thing the office is air conditioned."

"Hi this is Suzie from Huntzberger Papers, We are inquiring as to when Logan will be in to retrieve…"

"Hmph right on time," Rory said as she put on make up to cover up the large bruise forming right along the collar of the turtleneck, clearly annoyed that Logan was so different, or maybe he really always had been like this, she just hadn't paid attention to it or just thought it was Love.

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Cover up with makeup in the mirror
Tell yourself, it's never gonna happen again
You cry alone and then he swears he loves you…

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Rory slowly got into her car and rested her forehead against her steering wheel, why, why, why?

"When did it all start, why did it all start?" Rory asked aloud.

She desperately needed coffee and to speak to her mom.

Lorelai.

They hadn't spoken since Lorelai found a bruise and Rory said that she had fallen and that she still loved Logan.

Rory sat and cried over everything she lost because of him before realizing that she was late and speeding off in the direction of the nearest Starbucks.

Starbucks.

Since when did she like Starbucks, she didn't, she would much rather drink small town coffee, except for the fact that she now worked for a big newspaper company in New York, thankfully not anything run by the Huntzberger's, and she couldn't get coffee like Luke's around here.

Luke's.

God she missed home.

Rory quickly drove up and ordered a Grande Mocha Frappuccino. She took a sip and set it down in the cup holder.

Nope, it was nothing like Luke's.

Rory than quickly drove to her office and went inside only to be greeted by a very familiar face.

A/N: Alright there it is, what do you think, please leave a review, reviews are to me as coffee is to Lorelai: I thrive off of 'em. So nudge nudge wink wink, I sorta need to be thriving to post a new chapter!