A/N: I'm sorry; I have only a really terrible excuse… The ending is bad really, really bad… I am tipsy/drunk as I'm writing this, that's my excuse, sorry about that…

By the way, I just LOVE winter… In my drunken state, I convinced my boyfriend to go for a walk with me a couple of hours ago, at 11 in the evening… And it was snowing! Everything was covered in snow, and ice and it was just soooo pretty… And my boyfriend allowed my meaningless babble, so it was all perfect…

Anyway, I'm on my way to bed, so there will be no personal thank you's this time, so a collective thank you to all my reviewers, you rule…

Just one thing:

Yukata Mizu Yosei: Of cause, it was supposed to be undramatical… indramatical… I couldn't figure out witch one so I accidently changed it and forgot to change it back, sorry for the confusion…

Six Geese A-laying

She woke up the next morning with a tight knob in her stomach. There was something missing, and she had a horrible feeling that she knew what it was. She reached out to the other side of the bed, but of cause, it was empty, as she knew it would be. She remembered how she had turned Finn away the morning before, and she felt sick, really sick. She fell over onto her back, and swallowed hard. And then she made a decision, she wasn't going to cry, she was going to do something about it. She jumped out of the bed, and started going through her dresser. She cursed loudly when she didn't find anything to wear, and started going through it again still muttering frantic curses to herself. By the time she was done, Paris was standing grumbling in her door, wearing a pink, care-bear pajamas.

"What are you doing Gilmore? It's only eight, where can you possibly be going, AT eight! Wait a minute, what are you doing up AT 8? You're never up this early, never. What's going on?" she said in a shrieky, and less than woken voice.

Rory had started on her closet now, and had left the contents of her dresser in a royal mess. She became more and more annoyed and finally just tore out a dress and pulled it over her head. She turned to Paris, and as she saw her outfit, she struggled to keep in a laugh. She failed to and tried to muffle it with a cough instead, but of cause Paris noticed and it didn't exactly help with her bad mood. She sent Rory a look that made her squirm.

"So…" her voice was impatient "where are you going?"

Rory blushed, and that was answer enough for Paris. She rolled her eyes.

"Today on 'The many love-affairs of Rory Gilmore' who will it be? The handsome Aussie? Or the feisty Italian? Which one of them will run of with our heroine's heart?" she said in a voice that any pronouncer of cheesy soap operas would have envied.

Rory smiled; sometimes it was choking how well Paris really knew her. Every now and again, it shone through that she actually cared, and every time it surprised Rory. She walked over to the door and gave Paris a quick hug.

"I'll let you know when I get back"

She walked to the door, but Paris' voice stopped her just before she could leave.

"You seem to be under the impression that I give a damn…" she sounded frantic "You know you're wrong, right? Because I don't"

Rory just smiled, still with her back turned.

"See, you later"

She walked out the door, and heard Paris' bare feet smack against the floor. She shot a quick glance over her shoulder and saw Paris' head looking after her.

"I don't, Gilmore, remember that"

Rory sniggered, as she heard Paris snarl at an innocent bystander.

"What the hell are you looking at? You never saw a girl in pajamas before? Because that's just sad"

She slammed the door hard, and Rory left the building, still sniggering.

Paris' little outburst had made laugh, but when she reached the coffee cart however, her mood was back to being determined. She needed to talk to Finn and the sooner the better. She felt awful, and she missed him. She had no idea when, or how she had suddenly grown so attached to this guy, that she barely knew. Absent-minded she made her order, and started to go through her purse for some money. Just when she was about to freak, out because she couldn't find any, a guy came up behind her and addressed the coffee-vendor.

"Make that another large, black coffee on me"

Rory turned and saw Finn's blonde friend, for a second or two she struggled to remember his name, and then she smirked.

"Logan thanks! You have no idea how happy I am to see you"

"Do tell, Ace" he smirked widely.

Her face turned from freaked out to amused, and then she started laughing. He looked slightly surprised for a second, and then he smiled. She just kept on laughing, till she was flushed, teary-eyed, and had trouble breathing. Logan was now no longer smiling; instead, he looked a little annoyed. Rory sighed, and dropped herself on the nearest bench. She looked at him, still with laughter tears in her eyes.

"Does that ever work?" she made a weak gesture towards his face.

"Every time"

He smiled at her genuinely this time, he knew he had been caught trying to flirt with her, and he could swallow his pride at her amusement, after all, she was Finn's girlfriend… sort of. She smiled at him, and he definitely understood what Finn saw in her. She looked up at him through her thick lashes, and for a second he had to remind himself that she was already spoken for.

"So," he sat down next to her "are you gonna tell me why Finn was in the same mood as a hungry tiger when he came home yesterday?"

She sent him a surprised glance, and took a long sip of her coffee to gain time. When he shot her a slightly impatient look, she sighed and lowered her cup.

"You certainly don't waste any time getting to the point, huh" she grumbled and he smiled.

"Nope"

She sighed, drained her coffee cup, and got up from the bench to throw it in the trash. Logan followed her, and as if they had planned it, they started walking towards Finn and Logan's dorm. Neither of them said anything for a while, then Rory spoke.

"I got cold feet, I guess"

Logan was surprised at this answer, and had the feeling that she wasn't telling him what really mattered. He didn't say anything though, he had a feeling she would cave in and tell him if he didn't.

"That night my grandparents had the party, my ex-boyfriend showed up" Logan looked at her.

"So…?" he said in an obviously questioning voice.

"He's written a book," she sighed, having the feeling that he wouldn't let her of that easy "a partially autobiographical novel, and it's about me"

Logan felt his eyes widen a little. He wasn't the least bit surprised that she had a guy like that in her past, someone who clung to the memory of her, but he was sorry for Finn. He loved Finn, he was his best friend, and he hated the creeping feeling that Finn would get hurt this time. Finn was great, and Logan had seen him charm his way into the heart of many girls, but never with this much competition. And an author ex-boyfriend with enough inspiration to write a novel about her, that was a whole lot of competition. Rory sighed and continued, now that she had started sharing, it seemed much easier just to continue.

"It's about this young guy who leaves his high school sweetheart because he feels that she's too good him. He goes to New York to accomplish something, anything, so that she can be proud of him, and he can feel worthy of her"

"So," Logan was even more curious now "how does it end?"

"It doesn't really" she saw Logan's confused look and tried to explain, "It has an open ending… As if he wanted me to end it myself"

"How is it gonna end then?" Logan asked, he was looking at the ground as they walked.

"Well, I'm here with you aren't I?" she said.

Logan looked at her and smirked widely again.

"As much as I would love to shag up with you Ace, I don't think I would want to handle Finn's reaction"

She first looked surprised, and then she slapped him on the shoulder.

"Idiot!" she smiled.

He rubbed his shoulder, and did his best to look like she had actually hurt him, but all his efforts earned him was a sarcastic glance. He sighed and gave up, internally cursing his lack of acting skills. They had reached the door to the boy's dorm, and gentleman as he, well tried to be, he held the door open for her. She smiled at him again, and the realization that he knew what Finn saw in her hit him again. She was really beautiful, not in the made up, fake way that most of the girls that hang around them normally was, but in a more profound, real way. And she was smart, funny, and could shot back on one-liners like no other girl he had ever met.

"Do you think he'll forgive me?" she said to him, tearing him from his thoughts.

"I think he's just waiting for you to come"

He sent her an encouraging smile and opened the door to their dorm. Colin was sitting in the couch reading the paper, and Finn was clattering around in the kitchenette. Logan caught Colin's attention and nodded towards Rory, Colin looked surprised and then looked towards the kitchenette. Logan gave Rory a push towards the kitchen, and then he gestured at Colin to come with him. When Colin got up and walked to the door, Logan shouted towards the kitchen.

"I'm gonna take Colin for a walk, we can't have him doing his business all over the floor"

Colin gave him an angry look, and slapped him hard on the shoulder. When the door closed behind them, Rory could hear his voice in a furious high pitch.

"What the hell was that?"

Logan mumbled something in return, and then Colin went completely crazy. Rory could hear him angrily shouting at Logan all the way down the hall. Finn scrambled in the kitchen, and then he called out Logan and Colin's names. When there was no answer, Rory could hear him walk towards her. He walked past the wall that had hidden her from his view, and then they were facing each other.

Finn was angry, and he needed an outlet. The pots and pans that made up the dirty dishes wasn't enough anymore, and when he heard Logan shouting, he saw it as an excuse for starting an argument. He called out their names, and when they didn't answer, he walked out into the common room. When he looked towards the door, there she was. The sight of her made his heart jump to his throat. Rory was pale, but had a determined look on her face that made the knot in Finn's stomach grow even tighter than it had become when he had left her dorm yesterday. She's here to tell me that she can't see me anymore, I just know it… She's back together with that Jess-guy, that's why she threw me out yesterday, to call him… His thoughts were racing through his brain till he almost became sick, are maybe it was the thought of not seeing her again, or seeing her with someone else that was making him sick. She gave him a weak smile, which he struggled to return, but all he could produce, was a sad frown. Rory half ran the five steps that separated them, and threw her arms around his neck. Finn caught her as she landed in his arms, and his surprise was enormous. He had expected many things, crying, forced happiness even the odd screaming match, but her flinging herself in his arms that was unexpected. After just having stood there for a while, arms around each other, she looked up at him with a more relaxed expression.

"I'm glad you didn't push me away" she smiled at him.

"Why would I?" he had to force the words out through his throat, his voice sounded thick.

"I wouldn't blame you if you did. It really wasn't fair of me to kick you out like that"

"Then why did you?" the whole experience was so obscure to him that he didn't know what else to say.

"I got all confused, I couldn't think with you there"

"And now?" his voice almost failed him.

"I'm not confused anymore. I woke up this morning, and when you weren't there everything felt all wrong. And Paris told me this whole 'suddenly you'll just know'-thing yesterday, and when I woke up I figured that that was it, I had figured it out. I thought about you. I missed you. I didn't even think about Jess until I ran into Logan at the coffee-cart on my way here. It was all me worrying about you."

She lifted herself onto her toes and kissed him gently on his lips. It took him about five seconds to react, but when he did, it was positive. He drew her in closer, and parted her lips with his tongue. The kiss grew in passion, and after a couple of minutes, he lifted her up and carried her to his room.

After a couple of hours Rory woke up lying safe in Finn's arms, in Finn's bed, with Finn's sleeping face nuzzled into her hair by her neck. And it felt right. She decided right then and there to erase the last 24 hours from her memory completely, they had been a necessary evil, but now when she had realized that she wanted to… maybe not be with Finn for the rest of her life, but at least get to know him better, the weren't necessary anymore. She smiled and started to tickle Finn gently in the corner of his mouth, he made a couple of faces, and then he woke up. As soon as he realized that she had awoken him, he returned the tickling favor. He continued until she cried out in surrender, and soon the tickling evolved into something completely different.

Logan and Colin came back to the dorm after a couple of hours, just in time to listen in on round number two. They had fallen over in the couch just before the screaming started, and half an hour later, they still hadn't uttered a word. They had heard Finn have sex before, living with him you couldn't avoid it, but they had never heard anything like that before. Both of them had a feeling that they had walked in on something very private, something that they had no right to overhear. As Colin got up to leave the dorm and go home, neither of them spoke. They didn't want to let the lovers in the adjoining room know that they were there.