Chapter Two- Lizzie's Heart

Sitting here by Rory's bedside I remember back to the time Lizzie had been in a hospital. I remember hating to see my sister in the hospital. Everyday fighting for her life. Getting weaker by the minute.

Flashback- 16 years ago…

Two years had passed since Rory had come into our lives. Two years since Lizzie has been fighting Leukemia. We all became the best of friends. We became the seven musketeers, Finn, Colin, Stephanie, Rory, Lizzie, Lane and me. Over the past two years Lizzie had gotten weaker. She's in the hospital more then she is home. The doctors are saying she might not make it and I'm scared. Were all scared.

Lizzie doesn't let that get in her way though. She lives life at the fullest, By taking a step at a time, Seeing how far her strength allows her to go. She's a fighter as we call her. She won't give up. I know she will make it through this illness.

My mom now spends her days at the hospital with Lizzie. My mom had to quit her job. It was too much work for. She wants to spend as much time with Lizzie and be there for her. My dad's a different story though. He's still in denial. He still busies himself in work. He is never home. The worst part is he won't even visit his sick daughter at the hospital.

Honor who is now eighteen years old, had just started college, But it's Hartford College. She wanted to stay close to home to be with Lizzie and help mom with me. I usually spend my days with my friends or sometimes visit Lizzie at the hospital. Rory, and sometimes even Lane come to see me on the weekends. Rory had finally had a house. It's very nice and homey.

"Hey Logan,' Rory smiled as she came into my room going over to my bed where I was laying. Slowly getting up she gently lays down on my chest as I wrap my arm around her. We had gotten closer in the last two years.

"Hey ace," I smiled weakly. " I didn't know you were coming today. I thought you weren't coming until Friday?" I asked surprised.

"Change of plans," Rory smiled." I decided to come early and spend the weekend with you guys,"

"Your mom doesn't mind?"

"No, actually, she's the one who persuaded me to come early,"

"Ah so you mom had to persuade you to come see me, " I smirked.

"I wanted to come," Rory defended." I just wasn't so sure about school,"

"Ah well if the reason is school. I guess I'll let that slide," I smirked as Rory rolled her eyes.

"So Lizzie's coming home Saturday?" Rory asked.

"Yep the doctors are saying she is doing well. But she should still take it easy," I answered.

"That's good, so, are we having a welcome home party for her?"

"Yep and get this my dad will be there," I replied. Rory gasped.

"Wow what pills did he take,' Rory smiled.

"It's probably just for social status," I answered madly.

"Logan you know that's not true. He loves Lizzie. He's just in denial," Rory comforted.

"Yeah well he doesn't have to be immature about it. He can be a man and come see his sick daughter at the hospital . Not once has he stepped foot in that hospital,"

"I know. Logan maybe it's just his way of dealing with things. People grieve in different ways you know,"

"Yeah I know," I answered sadly. "Hey Rory?" I asked.

"Yeah?" Rory asked concernedly. Lifting her head up gazing in my eyes.

"Promise you will always be here for me. When I need you most,? I asked hesitantly.

"I will always be here for you Logan. Not even a herd of elephants could keep me away," Rory smiled laying back down on my chest.

"That's good to know," I smiled gently stroking her hair.

"Okay my turn," Rory smiled. I gave her a confused look. "I want you to promise if something bad happens you will not shut me out. You will let me be there for you and help you get through it," Rory said seriously.

"I promise," I smiled pulling her back down. We hadn't realized that Honor was standing by the door way.

"Well if it isn't my favorite couple," Honor smirked.

"We're not a couple Honor," I smiled as Rory let out a blush.

"Uh huh," Honor answered unbelievably.

"We're not Honor. Were only thirteen going on fourteen," Rory stated.

"Oh please like that ever stopped you to before. I've seen you two kiss before. You know, at the Christmas party last year," Honor noted causing Rory to blush.

"We were under a mistletoe it's the rule," Rory pointed out.

"You could have stopped it. Besides you both looked very well in to it," Honor winked.

"Honor is there a reason you came in here?" I asked.

"Yes actually, there is a reason I came in here. We're suppose to meet mom at the hospital," Honor answered.

"Why, is there something wrong?" I asked worriedly.

"No, but mom thinks Lizzie could use some company," Honor explained. "Now come on let's go, Honor ushered.

"Okay, okay," I smiled grabbing Rory's hand as we made our way out of my room.

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"Hey Lizzie," Rory greeted as we walked into her hospital room. God she looked so pale. She looked like a ghost. Her hair was short and it looked dirty. On her arms there were bruises. It was a sad sight.

"Hi Rory," Lizzie whispered weakly as she moved her bed in a sitting position. Rory gave her a small hug as she sat on the edge of the bed. My mom was sitting by her beside stroking her hair. I was standing by the doorway as Honor took a seat on a nearby chair.

"Logan, you can come closer," Lizzie smirked. "I won't bite," Giving Lizzie a smile, I walk to her bedside, sitting by Rory who was giving Lizzie a hug. "Hey Lizzie,"

"Rory dear how's your mother doing?" Shira asked as she propped Lizzie's pillows up. Over. The past two years, Lorelai and my mom became good friends.

"She's doing great," Rory replied.

"That's good. We're having a welcome home party for Lizzie on Saturday. Your mother is invited," Shira announced.

"Okay I'll be sure to tell her that, When I call her tonight,"

"Hey Lizzie, do you need anything," Honor asked as she came over to Lizzie with a chair.

"No I'm okay Honor. Thanks for asking though," She smiled. " Mom did you call daddy yet?" Lizzie asked.

"I did sweetheart. He's in a meeting," My mom smiled sadly stroking the blonde curls on my sisters head.

"Oh okay," Lizzie answered sadly. I still can't believe he won't see his own daughter at the hospital. Glancing at Rory she gives me the I know he should be here look. I shake my head annoyed.

"Mom can't you talk to dad. He should be here supporting Lizzie instead of working or whatever it is he is dong," Honor asked angrily before I could say anything about it.

"No Honor really. It's okay daddy's just probably busy with work. At least you guys are here," Lizzie smiled. That's Lizzie for you. Never gets mad at anyone.

"This isn't right. Dad should be here instead of working. That's all he ever does now," I state angrily

"Logan calm down," Lizzie ordered grabbing my hand. "I'm fine don't worry about it. Don't make such a big deal over it,"

"Fine, but it doesn't mean I like it,"

"I never said you have to like it. I just wanted you to accept it," Lizzie smiled as she let go of my hand.

"So Lizzie how are you doing?" Rory asked.

"I've been better," Lizzie smiled. "But the doctor said I get to come home on Saturday for a couple of days before I have to come back. I'm really happy about that. How have you been Rory. What's it been like two weeks?" Lizzie asked.

"Yeah it has been. I'm doing fine though," Rory answered. " We finally finished decorating our house,"

"That's good. I can't wait to see it," Lizzie stated happily. So how's Lane?"

"She's good," Rory answered.

"That's good. I miss her," Lizzie replied as Lizzie's hospital door came open and in came the doctor.

"How's every body doing today?" The doctor asked as he came into Lizzie's room.

"We're all doing fine Doctor Amberson. How are you doing?" Lizzie asked politely as Shira smiled.

"I'm good Lizzie. Thank you for asking," Doctor Amberson smiled.

"Is there something wrong?" my mom asked worriedly.

"Actually Mrs. Huntzberger. I'm going to need to talk to you outside for a moment,"

"Can't you just tell us. If it's important. We should all know," Honor stated.

I agree. If it's about me. I should know," Lizzie noted.

"I rather just tell your mother first. Honor you may come to," Doctor Amberson answers seriously.

"Well alright," Lizzie answered disappoint." Will be waiting then,"

"That's not fair," I replied madly.

"Logan," Shira warned.

"Logan it's fine. Will have to know eventually," Rory smiled.

"Fine go," I answered angrily," sending the doctor a glare.

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"I wonder what they are saying out there?" Lizzie asked nervously.

"There's only one way to find out," I smirked . Getting up from the bed I grab Lizzie's empty water cup.

"Logan what are you doing?" Lizzie asks nervously.

"I was just going to see what they were saying. No need to worry about it," I smirked as Lizzie gave me a disapproving glare.

"Logan there's a reason why the doctor wanted to talk to them in private," Lizzie noted.

"Lizzie It's fine. We are going to find out eventually so why not now." I smirked rolling my eyes.

"Fine but if we get caught. The blame is on you,' Lizzie stated as she started to get up from the bed.

"Wow what are you doing?' I asked walking over to Lizzie's bedside.

"Getting up so I can hear what they are saying," Lizzie answered as if she was talking to a four years old.

"No, you shouldn't be up, are you crazy? You're weak, stay in bed," I argued as I made sure Lizzie wouldn't get up.

"Logan I may be sick . But I'm not crippled," Lizzie replies angrily as she stood up." Besides the doctors said I was getting better,"

"Lizzie, Logan's right, maybe you should just relax," Rory agreed, worried about Lizzie as much as I was.

"Fine. If it will make you two feel better, I will relax," Lizzie answers annoyingly.

"Thank you," Rory and I replied.

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"So are you going to tell us what's wrong?" Shira asked as Honor, Doctor Amerberson and Shira were out in the hall.

"Maybe you should sit," Doctor Amberson suggested as he motioned to a sitting area.

"I will not sit until you tell me what's wrong with my little girl," Shira scolded angrily.

"Alright all tell you. Would you like to call your husband first?"

"No he's in a meeting," Shira answered coldly.

"Okay well we took Lizzie's blood test just to make sure everything is okay. We just wanted to make sure she was getting better because she was going home on Saturday. Well we looked at the results today and we found something that worsened Lizzie's condition…,"

"What's that suppose to mean," Honor asked worriedly.

"Mrs. Huntzberger I'm afraid your daughter is getting weaker. She might not make it,"

"What do you mean she might not make it?" Shira yelled alerting the staff.

"Well we double checked the test to see if we could do anything about it. But we can't do any thing about it,"

"So are you saying my baby girl is dying?' Shira sobbed. Honor had tears in her eyes as she put her arm around her mother.

"I'm very sorry Mrs. Huntz..,"

"No please say its not true. Please say there is something you can do,"

"I wish there was Mrs. Huntzberger," Doctor Amberson answered sadly.

"I want another option. I'm not just going to stand here and let you say my baby girl is dying. When just two days ago you said she was getting better," Shira spat in anger. Glaring at the doctor with hatred on her face. She couldn't believe this was happening to her, To Lizzie, with her whole life left to live. She couldn't die.

"We thought so too Mrs. Huntzberger. But things change. If you want I can call a very well known doctor in France?" Doctor Amberson suggested.

"Yes do that," Honor answered for a dazed Shira.

"Okay We'll get back to you as soon as we can. In the meantime you two should relax," Doctor Amberson suggested.

"Don't you dare tell me to relax when my baby girl is sick and could be dying," Shira yelled.

"I'm really sorry miss,"

"Yeah well just don't stand there. Go get the doctor on the phone," Shira replied angrily.

"Mom," Honor warned as she wiped the tears from her eyes.

"No Honor it's okay," Doctor Amberson smiled. "Will get back to you as soon as we can," Doctor Amberson smiled weakly then walked away.

"Mom it's going to be okay, "Honor comforted as she gave her mom a hug.

"Honor, your little sister is dying. It's not going to be okay," Shira answered angrily.

"Yes but what if the France Doctor had a better option,." Honor smiled.

"Oh Honor give me a break. The doctor is right. New York doctors pretty much know what they are doing,"

"Yeah but you never know,"' Honor comforted.

"Yeah but for now your sister could be dying in there. I can't go in there," Shira complained crying.

"Sure you can mom. You just have to be brave. We don't have to tell her yet. Just hold yourself together and be brave," Honor soothed.

"I can't do this. Tell your sister I went for a walk,"

"Mom come on, don't do this. Don't be like dad and run away when things get rough. You have to be strong for Lizzie. You need to support Lizzie like you've been doing every step of the way. Mom, come on, do this for me, For us," Honor pleaded.

"You know what Honor, you're right. I need to be strong for Lizzie and can't just pull back when things get hard. Just give me a minute to freshen up. I don't want Lizzie to see me like this," Shira smiled.

"Go ahead," Honor smiled." I'll tell Lizzie you went to the restroom,"

"Come here," Shira smiled pulling her daughter in for a hug. " I love you so much. Thank you for giving me the strength," Shira whispered.

"I love you too mom. What are you talking about, the strength was always there. It just needed a little push. Us Huntzberger women need to stick together," Honor smiled.

"We will, I'll promise you that," Shira smiled with gleam in her eyes.

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"So, can you guys hear anything?" Lizzie asked as she sat on the bed eating an apple, as Rory and I try are best to hear out the door.

"No this door is as thick as steel," I answered annoyed.

"Yeah it is," Rory agreed. "But I do think I heard some yelling," Rory replied.

"Yeah, I think I heard some too," I agreed.

" I wonder what it could be about," Lizzie stated worriedly.


"Don't worry about it Lizzie. It's probably nothing ," I soothed, walking over to Lizzie's bedside followed by Rory.

"Logan why would there be yelling, If it was nothing," Lizzie stated angrily.

"Maybe it was yelling of excitement. Maybe they just found a cure," Rory smiled hoping that was true.

"Maybe, but I doubt it," Lizzie answered sadly.

"Come on Lizzie, don't give up hope," I stated. I really wish Lizzie would get better. It sucks that she has to go through this.

"Yeah Lizzie look on the brighter side of things," Rory smiled.

I guess you guys are right," Lizzie smiled. " I just wish I would feel better," Lizzie answered sadly.

"We all wished you would feel better," Rory smiled a Honor walked in. She looked very sad and pale. The doctor must of had bad news. I sent Rory a knowing look.

"Hey Honor where's mom?" Lizzie asks innocently.

"She'll be back in a few minutes," Honor smiled weakly.

"Okay so what did the Doctor Amberson have to say?" Lizzie asked innocently.

"Um Lizzie we should wait for mom," Honor answered nervously. Lizzie seemed to take note of this.

"It's bad isn't it," Lizzie cried as she put her head in her hands.

"Not Lizzie it's not…,"

"Then why do you look so sad. You have tear stains on your cheeks. It must be something if you were crying," Lizzie sobbed. Honor moved to comfort her but Lizzie backed away.

"Lizzie I think you should just wait,"

"No I'm sick of this. I'm sick of you and mom hiding the truth from me," Lizzie cried. " I don't want to be sick anymore. It's been two years and I still feel the same as I did two years ago. What's wrong with me Honor," Lizzie sobbed. Honor pulled Lizzie in her arms cleaning the tears off of her cheeks. I pulled Rory's hand in my in mine as tears welled up in our eyes.

"Shh Lizzie calm down. It's not good for you," Honor soothed as our mom walked through the door.

"What's wrong with Lizzie?" my mom asked confused as she walked over to Lizzie's bedside.

"She just had a little break down,' I answer sadly. My mom rushed to where Lizzie is and pulls her in her arms. She then wipes up the falling tears from her face.

"Honey it will be okay. I promise you we will get through this," Shira comforted as tears sprang in her eyes. it.

"It's been two years mom. Why am I not getting better,' Lizzie sobbed into my mother's shoulder.

"I wish I knew the answer to that angel," Shira whispered.

"Rory, Logan, why don't you do go get a drink. So mom and I can talk to Lizzie," Honor suggested as she rubbed Lizzie's back.

"No Honor we are old enough to know these things, stop trying to protect us. We aren't eleven anymore.," I stated angrily.

"Honor really its fine. Logan's right they both deserve to know I mean they will find out eventually," Lizzie smiled. "So what did the doctor say?" Lizzie smiled glancing up at mom.

"Honey I need you to stay calm when I tell you this okay?" Shira smiled trying to keep a brave face on for Lizzie and all of us.

"Okay just tell me,' Lizzie answered. Shira ushered everybody to sit on Lizzie's bed.

" Lizzie the doctors are saying that you may not make it. Your getting weaker. Now I asked for second option…,"

"I'm dying," Lizzie cried as new tears started to form.

"Honey we don't know for sure. We're still waiting for a second option,'

"Mom who cares. New York hospital is one of the top. I'm sure they know what they are saying,"

"Mom say it isn't true?" I asked.

"I'm sorry Logan I wish I was lying,"

"How can you be so calm about this/' I asked.

"Oh believe me honey. When the doctor told me this. I just wanted to strangle him.

"I have to get out of hear," I stated angrily walking out of the room.

"Logan wait," Rory yelled as she quickly ran after me.

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Hey, there you are," Rory smiled as she walked in the waiting area
where I sat.

"Here I am," I answered bitterly.

"Why did you run?"

"Because I can't take it anymore Rory. My sister is dying and
there's nothing they can do about it,"

"I know, but hey, the doctor could be wrong," Rory comforts.

"Yeah, and what doctor do you know is wrong?"

"I don't know, but your mom did say she was getting a second
opinion"

"Oh wow, that would make a difference"

"Logan come on"

"Come on what Rory? It's been two years. Two years and my sister is getting worse "

"I know that Logan, but you just have to think positive"

"Think positive my ass," I stated angrily.

"Logan don't do this, you need to stop being angry"

"I'm not angry Rory, I'm hurt, okay? Two days ago the doctor said Lizzie was getting better. Today we find out she could be dying."

"I know that Logan, I'm hurt too, we all are. But you can't let your emotions get the best of you. You need to be strong for Lizzie"

"I don't know if I can do that anymore"

"What, you can't be strong for Lizzie?"

"No Rory, I just can't be here anymore. I'm sick and tired of looking at my sister in the hospital bed. I'm sick of watching my parents fall apart. I just can't take it anymore," I replied angrily as I started to move from the chair.

"Logan, where are you going?" Rory asks, about to stand up.

"I can't be here anymore Rory," I state frustrated.

"Oh what, so you're just going to leave. Come on Logan, I know you better then that"

"What is that suppose to mean?" I ask sitting back down next to Rory.

"It means that you just can't run from your problems, like your dad has been doing"

"Oh what, so I'm my dad now, great," I say sarcastically.

"No Logan, that's not what I said," Rory pleaded.

"You implied it"

"Logan stop being like this! You're taking your anger all out on me. I know you're hurt Logan, we all are .But we're not just going to run away from it"

"My dad did," I noted.

"Logan, you're not your dad, okay? You will never be him. I shouldn't have even compared you to your dad"

"You're right, you shouldn't of have"

"I can never win with you can I?"

"What?"

"Logan, you're being a jerk. I know you're hurt and angry, I know you wish this wasn't happening to Lizzie. We all wish that. But Logan the best thing you can do right now is take a breath and walk in that hospital room, and be strong for her. Be there for her; you can't run away. Running away only makes things worse. Please Logan, just do this for me?"
Rory pleaded as we gazed in each others eyes.

"Okay," I answered. She was right, I shouldn't be running from my problems.

"Okay?" Rory asked confused.

"You're right Rory. I can't just run away and take my anger out on others. I need to be strong for Lizzie and be there for her. I'm sorry I was a
jerk earlier, it just really hurts"

"I know it does, c'mere," Rory smiled as she pulled me into her arms.

After a few minutes I pulled back.

"I'm going to head back in. Are you coming?" I asked as I stood
up.

"I'll be there in a minute. I have to make a call," Rory smiled.

I nodded as I headed to Lizzie's room.
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Two Months Later
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"Hey you're awake, " I smiled as I sat on the edge of Lizzie's
hospital bed.

"Yeah I am, " Lizzie smiled weakly , "Where is everybody?

"Well, Honor went on a date with Josh. She feels like she has been
neglecting him lately. I told mom and dad to go on a date. They haven't had
alone time in a while," I answered as I took a sip of my water.

"That was nice of you, " Lizzie smiled as she put her bed up to
sitting position.

"Yeah well, they looked like they needed it," I noted.

"So, I guess it's just you and me then, " Lizzie yawned tiredly.

"I guess so, " I smiled.

"Logan, you know you don't have to be here if you don't want to. I
can handle staying here alone," Lizzie stated, feeling bad that I had to be here.

"I know, but I don't mind staying here with you, " I stated as I threw the empty water bottle in the garbage.

"Good because I actually hate being here by myself," Lizzie smiled
as I laughed.

"So, how are you feeling, little sister?" I asked hesitantly, not sure
if I should have asked.

"I'm not your little sister Logan, we're twins," Lizzie noted with an eye roll.

"Yeah, but I was born first, making me older," I smirked thinking I
had won.

"By four minutes Logan, " Lizzie argued taking a sip of her water.

"Your point?" I asked.

"Whatever, fine you win," Lizzie stated as she rolled her eyes as I cracked a triumphant smirk.

"To answer your question, not so good. I mean I can barley
talk. It takes up too much energy," Lizzie whispers hoarsely.

"Do you want me to get a doctor," I asked, concerned.

"No Logan, I'm fine. I have been feeling this way for like a week now. It's
not like the doctors can do anything about it," Lizzie answered.

"A week Lizzie? Why didn't you say anything?" Logan scolded.

"Because I knew the doctors couldn't do anything about it. So why tell?"

"Lizzie, you could have at least told mom or somebody," I argued, annoyed that Lizzie hadn't told anybody about this.

"No Logan, there's no point anyway. I'm getting weaker by the
minute, I feel like I'm going to die," Lizzie cried.

"How do you feel like your going to die Lizzie?"

"I don't know, I just feel like everyday I'm getting weaker and as
the weeks go on. I feel myself dying. I don't know how to explain it. I just
know "

"God Lizzie, stop it"

"Stop what?"

"Stop with all of this dying crap. You're strong and confident, if mom
and grandma can get through this, so can you"

"I'm not mom and grandma Logan. I'm me"

"I know that Lizzie, I just…"

"Don't want me to die. You can say it Logan"

"That's not what I was going to say. I was going to say you need to
think positive. You can just can't rely on what the doctors have told you.
You just have to be strong and have faith,"

"That's what I've been doing, for the past two years Logan. I
can't take it anymore. I just don't have the strength to carry on"

"Well you can't give up either"

"Can't you just let me go Logan? I'm miserable, I just
want to die, and get it over with. Go with what fate has planned for me," Lizzie
cried as tears came to her eyes.

"Don't say that Lizzie. I don't want you do die. You still have so much life left in you yet. You can't die," My voice cracked as tears came to my eyes as well.

"I don't want to die either Logan. I just can't take the pain anymore, I just want to be set free. I want to face my fate"

"Lizzie, dying is not your fate. Your fate is to grow up and live the
life you want. Not to die, never to die, not now. You're too young to die"

"But it's my…"

"I swear to god Lizzie, if you use that word one more time …"

"Logan, you need to stop with your anger. I get that you're hurt, okay? But I need you to let me go"

"How can I let you go Lizzie? You're my sister, I love you"

"I love you too Logan, that's why, when I go, I need you to be strong for everyone. Promise me that?"

"I don't think I can do that Lizzie"

"Sure you can, you're one of the strongest people I know,"
Lizzie smiled weakly.

"Lizzie, you're basically asking me to promise me to let you go when you die. Almost to forget you, but you know what Lizzie? You're not going to die"

"Logan I can feel it"

"Feel what?"

"I can feel myself dying. I see the light"

"What light? Lizzie, what the hell are you talking about) You're not making any sense tonight "

"Last night, I had a dream. A place with millions of flowers, and where the sun never stopped shining. It was full of colors and it was beautiful. Then I saw grandma Hunztberger in a cream gown, she was glowing. She told me
it was time, and that I will be with her soon"

"Lizzie stop with all of this nonsense," I said agitated.

"I'm telling the truth Logan," Lizzie defended.

"I never said you were lying. I just said that just because
you had a dream about grandma doesn't mean you're going to die"

"You don't know that Logan"

"You're right Lizzie I don't know that, but I'm sick and tired of
hearing this dying crap. Where is my sister, the one I once knew?"

"She's sitting right in front of you"

"Really? because the girl I once knew stayed positive. She was strong
and confident and knew she would get through this"

"Yeah well, she went away when she learned she was dying"

"Lizzie just stop. Stop talking like that. You're not going to die!"

"We're back to this again. I Know I don't know that, but I'd like to think it"

"Well I'm sorry Logan, just because you'd like to think it doesn't mean it's going to happen. For two years now I have been staying
positive and I'm finally the one who's tired of it. I haven't been getting better, so you'll have to excuse me if I'm not optimistic anymore. The doctors are saying I might not make it. So accept it, deal with it. I
have, I mean, it took me a couple of weeks but now I'm okay with it. I'm not afraid to die. I don't want to, but I'm okay with it. I understand it. I get it. I've accepted it. I just can't fight it anymore, and I'm sorry"

"I'm sorry Logan if you're still in denial. Can't you just
face the truth for once?"

"What's that suppose to mean?"

"It means that when somebody tells you something bad or something you don't want to hear. You
pretend it's not happening. You stay in denial and hope that it will turn
out okay. The eternal optimist. Unfortunately, life's not always like that. This is like when we found out about my cancer, it took you longer than me to accept it, to deal with it, and you're still not, not really at least. The first person you admitted it to was Rory"

" How did you know that?" I ask confused.

"We heard you and Rory talking. Lorelai even took a picture of you two hugging. It was a sweet moment Logan," Lizzie cried.

"I'm sorry for being in denial, I'm just scared for you, for us"

"I know, we all are, but all we ever talk about anymore is how scared everyone is. I just want to live the little bit of life I have left, and be happy. To do that, I just need people to man up and deal with it. I'm dealing with the truth, you need to too."

"I know the truth Lizzie, I just don't want to lose you. You're the best sister ever, and the best friend I've got, next to Rory"

"What makes you think you will? I'll always be around, even if just in spirit. Remember, I'm the one going through it"

"I know that, but spirit isn't always enough. I know it's you, but I just wish it wasn't."

"But I am! Please, just acknowledge it," Lizzie pleaded.

"I guess I can do that"

"Thank you," Lizzie smiled as I nodded my head weakly.

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Two days later

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"Ace seriously why must you torture me in watching this movie

again?" I ask with a groan as Rory puts in Willy Wonka.

Rory gasps as she gives me a glare.

"How can you not like this movie? It's like in the top five of the Gilmore movie collection," Rory explains as she pushes play on my dvd player.

"Well I did like it until you made me watch it like two hundred

times," I say sarcastically as the opening credits come on.

"Oh stop exaggerating, it hasn't been two hundred times," Rory

rolled her eyes as she leaned into me. For some reason it always felt right with Rory in my arms.

"Close enough," I smirked as Honor walked in the room.

"Hey you two," Honor smiled. "What are you watching?" Honor asked, coming into my bedroom.

"Willy Wonka," I groaned as Rory rolled her eyes.

"Grow up Logan, that movie is great, and can never get boring no matter how many times you watch it"

"My thoughts exactly," Rory agreed.

"Hey, where are you going all dressed up?" I asked.

"Oh, I have a date with Josh tonight," Honor answered in excitement.

"Didn't you just go out with him two days ago?" I asked.

"Your point Logan?" Honor asked annoyed.

"Nothing,I was just asking. You're going to change first," I ask, not liking the idea of my sister going out like that.

"Why would I change Logan?"

"The dress is a little short, don't you think," I ask as Rory shakes her head.

"No, I think it's perfectly fine. Josh seemed to like it on our

first date," Honor smirked.

"Oh god, I don't need images of my sister and her boyfriend," I

groaned in frustration.

"Hey, you deserved it Logan," Rory laughed.

"Rory's right, little brother. Now if you excuse me, I have a date

waiting for me downstairs," Honor smiled as she left the room.

"She seems happy," Rory noted as Honor left.

"Yeah, well, apparently Josh makes her happy," I answered smiling

slightly.

"So what do you think of Josh?" Rory asks as she takes a drink of

her soda.

"He's a pretty cool guy," I answered honestly.

"That's good. I think so too. Josh is way better then Honors first boyfriend David," Rory laughed as I nodded my head in agreement.

"Yeah, he sure is," I laughed, remembering my sister's

first boyfriend.

"They've been dating for quite a while now right?" Rory asked.

"Yep, ten months. Honor told me yesterday," I replied.

"Almost a year," Rory smiled.

"Yep"

"Wow, it's amazing how time goes by so quickly"

"Well, you know what they say, time flies when your having fun, "I smiled.

"Do you think its serious between Honor and Josh?"

"Honestly I could see an engagement in their near future"

"Really?" Rory asks surprised.

"Really," I answered.

"That's good I guess"

"I guess," I answered.

"Geez, all of this time talking we missed like the first twenty minutes," Rory remarked as she turned her attention back to the television.

"Wow, the first twenty minutes, how will we ever be able to survive?" I question sarcastically as Rory covers my mouth.

"Hush you," Rory scolds while staring at screen.

"As you wish," I replied, quoting one of her other favorite movies, The Princess Bride, and rolling my eyes as my cell phone started to

ring.

"Logan," Rory scolded. "You know the rules during movie night. You're not supposed to have your cell phone on!"

"I know, but it could be about Lizzie"

"By all means, answer it," Rory smiled a she paused the movie, and me putting my cell on speaker.

"Hey mom," I greeted through the phone.

"Hey honey," Shira greeted in a rather sad voice. Rory and I took

note of this as we looked each other in the eye.

"Mom what's wrong?" I ask, anxiously. Say there is

nothing wrong with Lizzie I prayed.

"Is Rory still there?" Shira asked weakly.

"Yes mom, come on tell us what's wrong," I asked again.

"I'd rather tell you two at the hospital. Frank is on his way," Shira

answered.

"Can't you just tell us now? Come on mom, what's wrong with Lizzie?"

"Your father and I will tell you at the hospital. We already

contacted Honor, so we'll see you soon," Shira replied, her voice shaky like she had been crying

"Okay, we'll see you then, bye," I answer, not really happy that she wouldn't tell us over the phone. Hanging up quickly, Rory and I made our way out the door to watch for Frank.

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As the car blazed down the city streets, I gaze out the window, and lightly tap my fingers on my knee. My other hand holds Rory's, as she leans her head on my shoulder for support. It seems like forever since we got in the car, but in reality it had only been five minutes. Time is a funny thing when you know something bad looms, it feels like an eternity, and then when something good is happening, it goes by too quickly, and we wish we had it back.

In the car there is complete silence, both of us trapped in our own thoughts. We were scared, scared for the news to come. We hoped to god everything was okay, but deep down I can't help but feel that something big had happened , and my whole world had just irrevocably changed.

Finally, after ten more minutes, Rory and I reach our destination. Before the car even stopped to a full halt, I opened the door, hopped out, and quickly grabbed Rory's soft hand, and dragged her along with. We quickly made our way through the building, racing up flights of stairs to the fourth floor. We reasoned that the elevator would have taken longer.

At the forth floor we can see my parents, Honor, and Josh. My mom and dad look crushed, broken, saddened, dismayed, holding each other. It's the closest they been in months. My mom looks like she is crying(, Honor leaning against Josh's shoulder as he sits in an almost deafening silence, looking sullen. Walking slowly, anticipating the worst, Rory and I make our) way over.

"Mom?"

My mom looks up slowly, almost startled. Wiping her eyes slowly she

motions for us to sit. We gather the hospital chairs in a small circle.

I glance at Rory, and she grabs my hand for comfort. I give her a weak smile, which she returns.

"Honey, tonight…" She trailed off, words being replaced by small sobs "You tell them Mitchum, I can't," my mom cried as my dad nodded and pulled her in his arms.

I looked over at Honor and Josh. Honor was sleeping on Josh's

shoulder, but I could see the dry tear stains she had on her cheeks. Josh stroked her hair lightly, and whispered gently to her, as he listened to us.

"Tonight what?" I asked hesitantly, getting nervous. "Is

Lizzie okay?"

"Son calm down," my dad replied in hushed tones.

"I will not calm down until you tell me what's wrong with her!" I

whispered back with an edge to my voice.

"Honey, just let your father explain," my mom replied weakly. I

could feel Rory's grip tighten against my hand.

"Fine," I agreed, leaning back in my chair giving him chance to explain

"While your mother and I were at a restaurant we got a call from the

hospital, saying to come here immediately. When we got here, the doctor was waiting outside Lizzie's door. He told us we weren't allowed in, and ushered us to a private seating area…" his voice continued to grow softer

"Can you just get to the point dad?" I asked, extremely frustrated at this point.

"I'm getting there son," my dad replied, "So anyway, the doctor

told us how Lizzie's temperature began to rise. They tried to call us ,but couldn't reach us . So they gave her medicine to help calm her down, except it didn't help, and her temperature continued to rise. They tried everything they could do. When they finally got a hold of us, it was too late. Logan, your sister has passed away," he answered somberly, as my mom cried into his shoulder.

"Oh god," Rory cried, putting her hand up to her mouth in shock. I

couldn't believe what I was hearing. It was if my world was spinning in circles. I couldn't breath, it felt like my heart had been ripped out of my chest. My sister had died. I couldn't find the words to describe how I felt. Tears began to form in my eyes, hot and salty, and I felt anger and sadness wash over my eyes.

We were a grief stricken family mourning in the darkened hospital waiting room.

"Logan sweetheart," my mother alerted me as she touched my knee softly.

"Tell me it's not true, tell me this is some kind of cruel joke. There is no way in hell that, that she's…gone. Please mom, tell me she's alive!" I stood up and started to pace as both my parents held blank expressions. At this point there was nothing they could do to console me, or calm me down.

"I wish it was sweetheart," my mom answered weakly.

My dad just stared blankly at the wall. For once in my life I actually saw tears in my father's eyes. That was the only time I saw Mitchum Huntzberger cry.

"I can't believe this," I said angrily again, I hit the wall with my open palm, waking Honor up. I sent Rory a miserable glance and ran as fast as I could from that awful place. I thought that maybe if I ran fast enough everything would just blur into a surreal reality and I would wake up from this shitty dream, unfortunately life doesn't work that way and I finally collapse on the bench outside the hospital doors in the frigid night. Within minutes I see Rory shuffling towards me.

"You know it's against the Gilmore code for the girls to run," she tries unsuccessfully to make me smile. "Hey, Logan, are you okay?" she asks as she sinks down next to me.

She wiped a tear from her own eye, and then one from mine as she leaned into me, and rubbed circles on my back. There were no words to even comprehend these thoughts of mine. How the hell did she think I was doing? I pulled back slightly.

"What do you think Rory? My sister is dead, there are no words to describe how I'm feeling," I spat angrily.

"I know that Logan, I feel the same way. I feel so much pain, one of my best friends passed away, and it's even harder for you. She's your sister. It's so hard to see someone you love die, to know that you will never be able to see them again, but you know what Logan? Remember that she will always be in your heart. She will be watching you, all of us from up above. If I know Lizzie, she wouldn't want you to be moping around, she'd want you up and living your life the way she couldn't. She's in a better place, there's no more pain for her now. She'd want you to move on and accept the fact that she's gone"

"So you're asking me to move on, and forget my sister when she just died tonight?" I questioned her angrily.

Who the hell did she think she was? That was my sister!

"No Logan, that's not what I'm saying at all," Rory defended, "What I'm saying is it's okay to mourn for your sister, but you can't stay

angry for the rest of your life. That would only make things worse. Lizzie would want you to be happy and enjoy life as it comes, to seize the day. Take your time to grieve, deal with it how you need to, I'm here for you, but realize you can't do that forever. You will only be hurting others, and yourself," Rory gave a watery smile. I turned to see tears in her eyes. I pulled in my arms around her, and we sat in the cold air, hugging and crying over the loss of such a single great soul.

"How come you always make things better? You always seem to know what

to say," I ask, almost embarrassed. But it was true, Rory always had that special quality, that way to bring serenity to any chaotic situation. She always found the right words. I guess that's what makes her such a good writer.

"Because I know you Logan, I guess the words just come naturally to

me. I know what you feel, and I try the best I can to make you feel better about anything you need to feel better about. I care for you Logan, and I don't want you to be hurting," Rory pacified me as she rested her head of chocolate locks against my trembling shoulder. I pulled my arms tighter around her.

"I know you too Rory," I stated using her real name. Any somber situations like these I always called her Rory, in fact, I'd been calling her Ace less and less these days, but that's just something I'm going to have to rectify "I just hate this. I hate that my sister had to die, when she had so much going for her, so much left to do, so much left to live. She didn't even get a chance to fall in love or go to college or live her dream. She was just so perfect, and she never got to show that to anyone. What did she do to ever deserve this?" I question. Tears began to well in my eyes as I could feel Rory's grip tighten against me.

"She showed you, she showed us how special she was. We saw her," she answered quietly, "Nobody deserves to die in the prime of life Logan, especially Lizzie. But, we can't control it. It just happens. It will happen to us all someday, fate's a bitch like that)," Rory comforted.

"I know that Rory, but she was too young, she still had so many things to do before she died'

"It sucks, it really does, but you have to be glad that she had some really happy memories, that she got to live, even if for the briefest of times. I hate that she had to die, it isn't fair, it never will be, but that's life)," Rory agreed.

"It just seems so surreal you know, like any minute now my parents will come out, and say it was a joke, that Lizzie had recovered"

"I know what you mean," Rory agreed, "But they're not going to. We

can't just deny it, this is reality, and in reality your sister is gone," Rory cried.

"I know," I whispered as we both turned for a hug. Together we

hugged for what seemed like hours. We were mourning the loss of Lizzie, crying softly as the stars shine brightly from a distance. Looking up at the stars, wind brushes past us. It's as if I can feel Lizzie with us, that she is watching over us from her perch in heaven, telling us it that everything will be okay. Deep down, I

knew that everything would be okay(, but) for now I think it's time to

wallow the pain away.

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One week later

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"We are gathered here to mourn the death of Elizabeth Lillian Huntzberger . She was a lovely girl with many friends, and so much ahead of her. Elizabeth was born to the parents Mitchum Charles Huntzberger, and Shira Amelia Huntzberger . She had a twin brother, Logan ,and an older sister,) Honor. Elizabeth was a very bright girl. She was very smart and polite and always helped others. I have known Elizabeth since she was a baby, most of us have. At the age of eleven Elizabeth had been diagnosed with Leukemia. For two years Elizabeth had been fighting this illness. We all hoped, and prayed that she would get well again, but unfortunately shepassed away. We are all sadden by the death of Elizabeth, Now come with me as we say our goodbyes to Elizabeth"

Everybody formed a small line around Lizzie's grave, who ever

wanted to make a speech , really. I stayed behind, watching the sad crowd move in a line. Beside me sat Rory, Stephanie, Colin and Finn. I had my arms around Rory's small frame, as Colin did the same for Stephanie. None of us said anything, we just stood in grief, and watched as relatives stood to give one of their five speeches . My mom and dad were first.

"Hello my little angel. It's me mom. I'm going to miss you little girl. I'm going to miss seeing your sparkling brown eyes and your smile. I want you to know Lizzie, that I love you so much. You mean the world to your father and I ," Shira sobbed uncontrollably as she continued her speech(,) "You didn't deserve this baby. I wish you were here with us and not underground. God I can't do this…Shira cried. Mitchum came behind her.

"Shira darling, come on, other people would like to pay their respects, or say their goodbyes, including me," Mitchum gently nudged as he tried to get Shira to take her seat.

"I can't, I need to be with her," Shira cried into Mitchum's chest

as he wrapped his arms around her. People looked at the couple in sympathy.

"Shira please, I know it's hard…"

"You don't understand Mitchum. My baby girl is dead, she's dead

,and now we just have to let her go in that hole. I'm sorry if I'm a little emotional about this," Shira cried.

"Shira! She's mine too. I hate this too, but there is nothing we can do. We have to let Lizzie go," Mitchum soothed as he lead her back to the chair where Shira's mother, Lillian, was sitting. Lillian pulled Shira in her arms, and ushered for Mitchum to say his goodbyes. Mitchum walked over to Lizzie's grave and started his speech.

"Hello my little lollypop. It's me, your dad, well of course you know it's me. I'm the only one who calls you that. I'm going to miss you sweetheart. I'm sorry I wasn't at the hospital much when you were ill. I regret that decision and always will. I was in denial, I didn't want to believe that my little angel was ill. I don't think anyone wants their child to get sick. I know how you always wanted to work at the Huntzberger Company, so I decided to have a new one built in your name. Farewell my little lollypop," Mitchum ended his speech as he went over to his sobbing wife and mother in law. He directed Honor to go say her goodbyes. I knew after that it would be my turn. I'm glad Rory helped me with my speech though. If it hadn't been for her I would have no idea what to say.

"Hey Lizzie, it's Honor. Now I know we had our fights from time to time, but you know that's what sisters do. I love you Lizzie and I'm really going to miss you. You're the best sister a girl could ask for. You have a big heart Lizzie. A heart full of kindness and love. You were always there for us, even if you were having a bad day. You helped me get over my first boyfriend, even though I knew you had a dislike towards him. You were there for me Lizzie, no matter what. You will always be in my heart. I love you ,"

Honor choked out softly, as she went over to Josh. Josh pulled her in his arms as he gave her a kiss on the cheek. My mom sent me a look telling me it was my turn to go up. I looked over at Rory who gave me a gentle squeeze. Getting up slowly, I nervously walked over to Lizzie's casket.

"Lizzie, hey, it's Logan. I guess you heard about your own newspaper building, pretty cool huh. I know what you're thinking, that we shouldn't have done that, but hey, we love you Lizzie. You are a very loved girl in Hartford. I mean, over four hundred of people came today to show their respect. I know, a lot, but the word got around. Even the Stars Hollow citizens wanted to come. I'm going to miss you Lizzie. I'm going to miss your positive attitude ,and

you scolding me when I'm mean to people," I gave Rory a glance which she no in retuned with a smile. "I love you Lizzie and I want you to know you will never be forgotten," I smiled as I head back to my seat.

One by one people paid their respects. Soon people started to leave , and they all headed to the Huntzberger estate.

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Not really in the mood to talk to people I head to my room. Glancing at

the picture on my nightstand, I pick it up as I sit on my bed. It's a

picture of Lizzie and I at our fourth birthday. I remember how happy she was to get Barbie's dream house. She had wanted it for ages until dad finally got it for her. I got a miniature hummer that year. Colin, Finn, and I had a blast with it.

Tears come to my eyes yet again as I lay down on my bed. It was still

hard to believe that my sister had passed away. It still feels like yesterday when we had met Rory for the first time. That had been one of the best days of my life. I'll never forget it, the day that changed my life forever. It will always be remembered because without Rory, I would probably be lost right now.

AN: Sorry it took so long... Any way i hope you like this chapter and make sure to press the pretty purple button or you will hurt his feelings and you don't want that. Its so sad about Rory and Logan, but atleast we still have FF and remeber review the little button doesn't bite I promice.