A/N: Hello readers... (Oh, how I adore you all...) I'm really suprised, and ever so pleased by all your rewievs... It's wonderful that you enjoyed my story so much, and I hope the rest will also live up to your expectations... Since it's really late here (2:15 in the morning) I won't do personal replies, because I'm too tired... I will however tell you all that you rule, and every rewiev I got made me ever so happy... I hope you all had a great Christmas (this will be my little present for all of you)... Oh yeah,I expect the next chapter to be posted the 28th or 29th but I'm not intirely sure, however it won't be later than January 1st...

Two Turtle Doves

A sharp ray of light shone through the curtains that weren't completely drawn, she squinted her eyes against it and slowly raised her hand to her forehead. Her head were throbbing terribly, so apparently she succeeded in drinking herself silly last night. She looked at the curtains, but didn't recognize them, and then realized that she didn't recognize anything in the room. She tried to think back to the night before, but she couldn't remember must. She remembered going with Finn over to his table, and then not much after that, at least not until the walk back to Finn's dorm… Finn's Dorm! She was in Finn's dorm. Fast she took in her surroundings, she was lying in a queen-size bed covered with black silk sheets, and she was naked. Then it came back to her, he had been walking her home, and then he had kissed her, she didn't remember how or why. And then…

Something stirred in the bed next to her, and a weight was thrown over her waist. She turned her head and looked right into his face, his eyes were closed, and his mouth was slightly open, he looked like a little child.

"Go back to sleep, Kitten. Far to early to get up yet"

He startled her half to death. He still had his eyes closed as if he was trying to shield then from the light that shone so brightly in hers. He was smiling at her with eyes still closed, and she suddenly realized the logic in what he was saying and closed her eyes. She was still tired as hell, and she was so comfortable there, in his arms.

"Good girl" she heard him mumble and he snuggled further into her.

It didn't take her many minutes to fall asleep again, and as for him, he lay there for a while, looking at her sleeping. And just before he fell asleep, he noticed the scent of vanilla that came from her skin, and the sunlight that flickered over her silky smooth hair. He fell asleep, still smiling, and with a content feeling in his stomach.

An hour after she had gone back to sleep, he woke up again, and left the bed. At first, he just sat in his recliner and watched her sleep, but after a while, he got the sudden urge to be domestic, and decided to make her breakfast. As he quietly slipped out into the common room, Logan and Colin entered, much less quietly, from outside. As always, they were having one of their, more or less, meaningless fights.

"Morning Finn" Colin muttered through one of Logan's long ramblings.

"Morning Mate" he shuttered as Logan's voice reached an unusual high pitch "Could you keep it down there Huntz, not all of us like to tend to our hangover by making more noise than a pack of elephants on a rampage"

Logan briefly looked apologetic but soon after he shot Finn a dirty look.

"Sooo," his voice sounding suggestively "Where did you and the reporter disappear to last night, and why are you still up? I would have thought that it was way past your bedtime."

Finn scowled at him and went towards the kitchen.

"I just got up" Finn mumbled

"I don't believe it! You? Up before 4 o'clock? Well, colour me amazed!" Logan had followed him into the kitchen.

"Wearing our annoying-cap today are we?" Finn groaned inwardly at the fact that this was the best insult he could come up with.

"Nope, it's the sweater today. Have you gone blind? I'm not wearing a cap"

"Well Logan, I don't make a habit out of looking at you to hard, 'specially not when I'm hung-over. It might make me gag."

Logan made a face at him.

"Now go disturb Colin instead" Finn ushered him out the door.

Signing, he started making pancake dough, but after no more that ten minutes noise erupted from the common room. Cursing his friends under his breath, he stomped back into the common room. Colin was staring at Logan with a tormented look, which was answered by a cheeky one from Logan.

"Right, do tell me, what is it this time" Finn's sigh was more than audible.

"He's driving me fucking insane! He's changing channels faster than he goes through girls," Colin shrieked.

"Would you keep your bloody voice down?" Finn snapped back.

Both Colin and Logan looked at him amazed, Finn usually had a lot more patience with them than that, and was also normally amused by it. Seeing the look on their faces, he sighed and tried to lighten the mood by lifting a hand to his head, as if to blame it on the hangover. Colin leaned in over Logan and tried to snatch the remote out of his hand, Logan seemed to be prepared though, and moved his hand away quickly. Colin then tried to sit back on the couch, but Logan banged him on the head with the remote and sniggered.

"Right, now stop it you two, or… Or I'll confiscate the bloody thing!" his half shouted, half whispered, making the noise that came out a very amusing one.

"Then tell him to settle on one fucking channel", Colin pouted.

"Logan, end the zapping!"

Finn returned to the kitchen, but a sudden silence from the common room was a certain indicator that something was very wrong. Then he heard Logan's voice.

"Sooo, that's why you wanted us to keep quiet"

Rory woke up again later, the bed next to her empty. She heard voices in the common room, and recognized both Colin and Logan's. They were apparently arguing over the remote, while Finn franticly tried to quite them down. His voice was raised in mock anger that barely concealed the laughter that was threatening to break through.

"Right, now stop it you two, or… Or I'll confiscate the bloody thing!" his half shouted, half whispered, making the noise that came out a very amusing one.

"Then tell him to settle on one fucking channel" Colin pouted.

"Logan, end the zapping!" Finn's voice reminded her of her preschool teacher, she had had the most tormented, and yielding voice, Rory ever heard.

"I'm only surfing because every time I settle on a channel he gives me this look…" apparently Colin choose that exact moment to send him 'the look' "Yup, that look, and asks me if I'm really gonna watch that!"

She could actually visualize Finn making a face at that remark, and giggled a little. The wonderful life of being a preschool teacher to two twenty-two year olds, shouldn't everyone try it once in a while? She slipped out of the bed and pulled the nearest t-shirt over her head. It was far to long, a dark green, with some print on the front, but she didn't really notice what it said, instead she pulled her hair up in a ponytail on the top of her head, and exited the room. As she entered the common room, the two boys in couch went completely quiet, they obviously hadn't known she was there. Both of them stared at her perplexed, and with a look of dawning comprehension Logan turned towards the kitchen.

"Sooo, that's why you wanted us to keep quiet" his voice was dripping with some hidden agenda that Rory pretended not to hear.

"What?"

Finn came out of the kitchen, it was obvious that he knew exactly what Logan was talking about, he was just stalling. For some reason, and an undefined one to her, she got a feeling that she wouldn't want to know the reason that the boys were so surprised with her being there. Finn came over to her and kissed her chastely on the cheek, but his hand (that was skimming over her ass and cupping one cheek) was far from it. She smiled lightly and leaned against his body, it seemed to ooze out warmth and something else. Something that made her feel like her knees were made of putty.

"What are you doing out of bed Kitten? I were just making you breakfast" he lowered his voice and whispered huskily in her ear "and then I was hoping we could continue this nights activities"

His voice hit her just in the pit of her stomach, and chills traveled up and down her spine. And the exhalation from his words on her neck didn't help things either. The short hairs on her arms were raised with the chills, and she couldn't help but smile playfully.

"I was going to ask if I could borrow the bathroom for a quick shower before I left", she held an artistic break, lasting just long enough for her to see a disappointed look on his face. "But if you put it that way, maybe staying has its perks"

He smiled at her, and patted her on the ass as she returned to the bedroom. Behind her, the room was completely quite for a second, and then she heard exited voices filling the common room. She had a feeling that it would take Finn quite a while to get back in there, so she went on a search through his DVD cabinet to find something to watch while she waited.

When Finn came back in his room Rory was sitting on the bed, still dressed in his t-shirt and a pair of plaid, pyjama pants. She was watching a movie and looked slightly uncomfortable, being alone in his room for half an hour had made her rethink her decision to stay around a thousand times. Finn had entered carrying a tray loaded with blueberry pancakes, fruit, and coffee, and despite the fact that he didn't know her too well he sensed the awkward feeling she had about the whole situation. He sat the tray down in front of her and glanced at the T.V, she was watching 'Girls just want to have fun' and sporting a distressed face.

"Why would you watch that?" he said, trying to lift her mood. "It's terrible!"

She didn't answer him, she just started to prick at the pancakes with her fork. After watching her for a minute or two, he groaned.

"You know, I can actually cook, I'm not trying to kill you or something"

It was her turn to groan.

"I wasn't accusing you" she mumbled, "It's just that I don't…"

Her voice seemed to loose volume as she spoke, leaving so little that her last words were completely inaudible, and she blushed heavily. He smiled at her, with only one thought eminent in his head. She looks incredibly sweet when she's nervous.

"I'm sorry Kitten, but I didn't quite catch that"

She looked at him with a mixture of annoyance and fright, but then she seemed to pick herself up of the floor and encourage herself.

"I don't normally do this, and I didn't think that you were supposed to bring me breakfast. I thought the whole meaning behind a one night stand was to have sex with a person, who luckily enough left the next morning, so you didn't actually have to go through the agony of trying to make conversation with someone you didn't find remotely interesting?"

He tried to process everything she had just said, but his poor hung-over brain came up short, and the only thing that seeped in was her last words.

"You don't find me interesting?" he muttered. That was a first.

She groaned again, louder this time, and rolled her eyes at him.

"That's not what I said"

"It wasn't?" he had the feeling that he was starting to tick her off.

"No," she sighed and left the pancakes alone.

Thank God, he thought, had she picked in them anymore they would have started to cry. And what does one do with crying pancakes?

"I was saying that I don't get it." She continued, "I didn't think you were required to be nice to one night stands?"

"And who said anything about one night stands?" Finn suddenly understood.

She looked confused.

"Well, we just met and then… and I… and…" her voice disappeared.

"Wouldn't I have gone with you to your dorm if that was what I wanted? Then I wouldn't even have to look at you or say goodbye, I could have just left after you fell asleep. Taking you here would have been stupid, wouldn't it?"

She didn't answer, but after a while, she picked up the plate of pancakes and started eating. He sat down next to her on the bed, and casually laid his arm around her. It made her freeze for a second, but then she snuggled into him. They both returned their attention to the movie, and after five minutes, she went back to looking distressed.

"I know I already asked you this, but I have to know," he said, amused with her absolutely appalled face "why would you watch this? If even possible, it is worse than I remember"

"Why would you own it?" she shot back, pure disgust written on her face.

"I don't think I do?" Finn looked bewildered. He had thought she was watching T.V.

"Well, I found it in your DVD collection" she was now only just able to cover the amusement in her voice.

"COLIN" Finn screamed, forgetting about his, and her, hangover, and they both winced.

"Yes dear" Colin stuck his head in through the door "What can I do you for?"

"Yrk, it's going to take time to get rid of that image" Rory exclaimed making Finn laugh, he had thought exactly the same.

He held up the cover of the DVD, in a threatening sort of way.

"Does this belong to you?" Finn looked at him through squinted eyes.

"Ehm…" Colin had a feeling that 'yes' would be the wrong answer, true as it might be.

"You should be ashamed of yourself, it people like you who ensures that making bad movies is still good business" Finn proclaimed and Rory laughed.

"Sorry, sorry… I should know better," he said half-heartedly.

They were all quite for a second. Then Colin spoke to Rory.

"Logan asked me, to ask you if it's true?"

For a second she was confounded, but he shot a glance at the front of her shirt. She remembered the print and looked down. On the middle of her chest, written in bold, white letters were the words 'I'm willing to try everything once' and accompanied by the letters was two stick figures in a less than prudent pose. Her face suddenly felt like it would match a Santa suit perfectly, and the reaction made Finn curious. He looked down and realized what she was wearing, and immediately turned to the door and threw the offensive DVD cover at a sniggering Colin.

"OUT" he boomed in a voice that made both him and Rory wince yet again, and Colin quickly retracted his head from the room, still sniggering.