A/N: Logan's POV
I woke up and called for Rory. God, I had a splitting headache, and I knew it wasn't going anywhere soon. I checked the clock, twelve o'clock. We'd been home for three hours now. I went to check in Rory's room for her, but she wasn't there. She had hung her dress in her closet though. She had looked exquisite in it. I smiled thinking of her. Now, where was she? I checked the kitchen, first, hoping she was just making some coffee. I checked the pool and patio next. She wasn't there either. I called her cell phone, I was starting to panic. And panicking with a hangover, not a good idea.
It rang what seemed like forever and then went to voicemail. "Rory! Where are you? Call me whenever you can, I'm going to…" And then it hit him. She had been talking to someone on the phone when they first got home. DuGrey. I sighed and walked into the kitchen to pour me a scotch. I looked at the glass and then threw it with all my might against the wall. This is why she left. I took a deep breath. Rory was too good to cheat on me, I knew her that well. But still, the fact that she was there instead of here, taking care of me… I stopped myself there. Maybe that's the problem. Maybe I ask too much of her. I picked up my phone. "I need you to get the people together. I want to go all out for this one." There was a pause. "No. Money is never an object. Just do it. Have it done by seven o'clock tomorrow." I hung up and then sat on the couch with a water and some asprin and turned on the TV. I was going to wait for her. On second thought, I don't want her to feel guilty, so I stood up, flipped the TV off, rubbing my eyes sleepily, I headed back to bed. What else can I do?
I heard the key in the lock around three and I heard her come in quietly. I wanted to call for her, to ask her to come to me just so I could hold her and then I heard her whispering into the phone. "No. He's still passed out, I'm sure." Her voice was so bitter. And that's when I realized, I may have already lost the best thing that's ever happened to me. I laid my head back, knowing I wasn't getting any sleep tonight. She wouldn't sleep here tonight, I didn't expect her to anymore. When did it get to be so bad?