A/N: Yes, I know I'm evil I'm sorry…My muse took a detour for a bit but he's back now. I again apologize in advance if the formatting gets whacked out because I'm posting this from my MAC. I'll fix it as soon as I can.

Also, I'm sure all my brilliant readers can figure this out but…

"this is for talking" and 'this is for thinking'

Thanks for hanging in there waiting on an update. I hope it doesn't disappoint. On with the show….

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Rory was bending over her chair arranging her towel when she heard someone approaching. She stilled for just a moment, self-conscious about the amount of skin she was showing. Mentally shaking herself she continued to get her chair set up for an afternoon of leisure by the pool. Like anyone on this ship would notice her, they all needed Viagra just to get in the game. Lying down on the chair she pushed her glasses to the top of her head and let out a contented sigh. After a moment or two she felt a shadow and silently prayed that the cloud passing over the sun would hurry up so she could get some decent sun on her pale skin.

"Hello Luv, need some help with that sunscreen", asked a voice from right beside her.

'Great, not only do I have to fend off the advances of what's sure to be a lecherous old man, but judging by that accent he's not American which greatly increases the chance he's in a Speedo'. Rory's internal rant was just getting going when she cracked open an eye to peer up at the figure next to her. She blinked in surprise and her eyes roamed over his form on their own accord.

'Ok so no Speedo in sights… and NOT old, in fact young and extremely hot.' Her eyes focused first on the board shorts riding dangerously low on his hips. She wondered for a moment about the kind of man who would choose to wear a navy suit with bright pink flowers all over it. As here eyes traveled upward she forgot her musing on his choice of swim ware as she found her self taking in a perfectly sculpted six pack and chest. Her lips tugged into a slight smile unconsciously as her gaze continued up to a gorgeous face and a pair of startling green eyes that where hazing back at her with an amused expression in them.

"Like what you see," he drawled as he smirked at her.

Rory glanced down quickly and felt her cheeks heat up when she realized she'd been caught staring. 'Great the first guy under 65 I run into and not only is he amazingly hot but I get caught drooling over him'

Finn glanced at the brunette beauty before him in amusement, noting the flush his comment brought to not only her cheeks but to the rest of her pale skin as well. He decided to let her off the hook and go back to his previous question, figuring he could have some fun with her.

"So do you"

Rory's eyes darted back up to the strangers face; perhaps he was lecherous after all. "I'm sorry" she questioned thinking he couldn't really be looking for an answer to his last comment.

"Do you need some help with the sunscreen?" Finn asked again with a smirk.

Rory felt her face heat up again and she looked up in Finn's eyes. She noticed the smirk and the twinkle in his eyes and hers narrowed considerably.

"No thanks," she replied coolly "I'm not one to let strange men rub me".

"What a shame" Finn replied shaking his head slightly. "I'm Finn and you are…"

"Rory" she replied out of habit, not because she wanted to get to know this guy. No that couldn't be it, yeah right.

"Well your Rory and I'm Finn, now we're not strangers" he stated with a smile and a wink.

Rory cocked her brown in Finn's direction and couldn't hold in the grin that she felt when faced with his boyish smile and charm. She decided to ignore the topic of sunscreen and simply laid back down on her lounge, if he wanted to hang around she wasn't going to be able to stop him and he really didn't seem too stalkerish. 'Besides, he's nice eye candy and I am trying to channel Lorelai, what could it hurt to hang by the pool with a hot guy. It's not like I'll have many other choices of people to hang with around here, he's one of the few people except for the staff that isn't a member of AARP.' Rory tugged her sunglasses back over her eyes as Finn made himself comfortable on the lounger next to her. They spent a few moments in silence soaking up the rays before Finn broke it with a question.

"So what's a lovely Sheila like you doing on this floating retirement home?"

Rory cut her eyes over towards Finn when he started to speak thinking he would be leering at her as he sounded like he was using a pickup line. But as she glanced over she noticed he seemed to be simply making conversation, his head was back against the cushion and his eyes were closed. Rory let out a soft sigh as she though about her reasons for being there. She wasn't about to get into it all with someone she'd just met so she answered truthfully if not vaguely. "I'm here with my Grandmother"

Finn finally turned his head towards her and raised a brow in her direction.

"And what could a marvelous creature such as yourself have done to deserve such a cruel fate?"

Rory shifted in her seat, suddenly uncomfortable with the conversation and the memories it was bringing up for her. She decided it was time to go back to her room but she didn't want Finn to think she was running away…even if that was exactly what she was doing. She glanced at her watch and saw it was nearly 4:30 and dinner was at 6 which gave her the perfect excuse for cutting out. She glanced up at Finn who was looking at her expectantly. "I'm sorry but I really do need to be going, I have to meet my grandmother for dinner shortly. It was nice meeting you Finn maybe I'll see you around"

Finn had no idea what he had said to make Rory want to run for the hills but he was determined to not let her get away. Not only was she one of the few people on board that wasn't on social security but she was also beautiful. If he was going to be stuck on this floating geriatric prison he was certainly going to do all he could to spend time with her. As she was gathering her things up he had a brilliant idea.

"Rory" he called after her causing her to stop and turn back towards him slightly. "You should come down to the club tonight, they turn off the ballroom at midnight and the younger crowd (as much as there is one) hangs out. I'm sure after the stimulating conversation you're sure to have at dinner with all the blue hairs you'll need a bit of a distraction"

Rory bit her lip contemplating her choice. Just how much did she want to channel Lorelai? The old Rory would never show up at a club to meet a guys she'd just met, even if he did look like sin itself. Well especially if he looked like sin itself. As she was waging her internal battle she glanced up at Finn again and into his eyes. She wasn't this person; she was shy around guys, she was reserved, she didn't flirt, she didn't pursue, she was…a Mary. Rory rolled her eyes up towards the heaven briefly. Oh what the hell you only live once. She glanced back at Finn and gave him a smirk of her own.

"Are you going to be my distraction?" she asked in a low voice. Finn blinked at her for a moment not expecting that reply from the girl he had gotten to blush twice in a span of five minuets without even trying. His grin grew and his eyes darkened with a lustful tint.

"I'm know to be very distracting," he replied cheekily. Rory placed her finger on her chin and tapped it thoughtfully. "Maybe I'll come find you if I need a distraction then," Rory tossed over her shoulder to Finn as she made her way to the door leading down to her cabin deck.

Finn simply stared after her grinning like a fool. Of yeah these three weeks just got way more interesting! He shook his head slightly and wandered back over towards Logan's station. Logan glance down at his friend and noted the goofy looking grin on his face.

"What's with you?" he asked. Finn simply looked up at him and grinned wider.

"I think I'm in love mate," he stated with a chuckle in his voice.

Logan looked at him skeptically and shook his head, "She's not even a redhead."

Finn cocked his head to one side and thought about Logan's statement. True he hadn't pursued anyone other than redheads in ages but Rory was too interesting to put off just because of her hair color. He grinned again and looked back up at Logan. "She may not be a redhead mate, but she's feisty like one. Perhaps she was a redhead in a past life." Logan looked down at his best friend and shook his head. Finn seemed to be lost in his musings regarding re-incarnated redheads. 'Wait till Collin hears about this one'. Life with Finn around was never boring but he had the feeling that this new mysterious brunette would shake thing up further.

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A/N: So dose Rory go to the club or not? Review please, I've finally found my muse again and reviews keep him happy!