a/n: So I had to go through this chapter and enter the breaks in between lines. Im not sure what happened, but it's fixed now.

Chapter twenty-five

LOGAN

I waited in the waiting room all day, waiting for someone to tell me how Rory was, anything at all. A nurse had told me that they didn't know much, to just wait it out. Colin and Finn were on their way, after dropping off Cameron and Lawrence with the babysitter. I tried to piece everything together with the little knowledge I had been given. Ace meet someone named Jacob and ended up unconscious in an alley. Who was Jacob and why was she meeting him? Who was Jacob and why was she meeting him? Why didn't she tell me about it? Why was Lorelai so surprised that I didn't know about Jacob? How did Rory end up in the alley anyway? All questions that I was going to have answered... It was about time someone told me the truth

. "Logan." I heard my name called. I looked around and saw Colin and Finn standing by me. "How is she?" Colin asked. I wished I had an answer for him.

"No one will tell me anything. I'm waiting for the Doctor now." They sat down next to me. They are two of Rory's best friends, if anyone knew the answers to my questions, they would be the ones. "Who's Jacob?" I asked, interrupting the silence that fell between us. We were without words; I made sure to fix that. "Someone tell me."

"He was Rory's boyfriend when Cameron was 3 or 4." That didn't make much sense. I could understand an old boyfriend. "There's more." How much of this situation did I really understand? "He hit her Logan. No one knew about it until he put her in the hospital, she kept it from everyone."

The words pierced through me like a knife to the chest. I was speechless. My wife, my Ace, went through that? Was that what was happening this time? She never told anyone, of course not. That damn pride of hers. But I was different, wasn't I? I was her husband, she took vows to love and trust me, but this obviously proved she didn't. "Mr. Huntzberger?" A doctor called my name. I stood up and shook his hand. "I'm Doctor Williams, I have been taking care of your wife."

"How is she?" I asked, my voice shaken. I dreaded the answer. I couldn't live without my Ace, I didn't want to try. "She'll be fine. She's bruised and has a concussion, but she should be able to go home tomorrow." I almost hugged him I was so relieved.

"Can I see her?" I asked.

"Yes, but only one and a time, she was asking for you." I shook his hand again, this time more vigorous, and made my way to her room. I entered the sterile room without delay and saw her. Her face was bruised. I just wanted to touch her and make it better. I said her name out loud, alerting her to my presence. I was by her bed instantly and I hugged her tightly. I could tell she was crying.

"I'm so sorry Logan. It wasn't supposed to happen this way." She repeated into my ear.

"It's ok Rory." I pulled away from her and kissed her "Tell me what happened"

"I can't just yet Logan. I need to figure it out myself." I felt so incredibly sad at that moment. She really didn't trust me. I couldn't even go further into it, we were in the hospital, where she was lying in a bed, scared and in pain.

"I understand." I said, even though I didn't, not at all. I had a feeling this was the beginning of the end.

RORY

Logan came and brought me home the next day, but didn't make eye contact with me. Colin had told me he had spilled the beans on the whole Jacob situation. I should have told him before, hell, I should tell him now, about my account, but I couldn't find the words. It wasn't that I didn't trust him, that wasn't even close to the case, I just didn't want to see how he would react. I was told to relax for a while, let my bruises heal and move on. That's what I had to do, for the sake of my family. I wouldn't let this ruin anything it didn't have to. I lay in bed about two nights later, waiting for Logan to come join me. Things had been incredibly weird the past couple of days, since I was brought home. Logan made damn sure not to touch me and was not looking me in the eye. He was really upset with me, but I was going to fix it, I had to. "Logan, can we talk?" I asked him as he walked into our room.

"About what?" He pulled his suitcase out of the closet, must be getting ready for another trip.

"How you won't look at me." He turned and looked me in the eye for the first time in two days. He looked hurt, sad even.

"What do you want me to say Rory? You kept something big from me."

"I know. You have no idea how sorry I am. I just wanted to figure it out on my own."

"I am your husband! Your not supposed to keep things like this from me! I could have helped."

"I didn't do it to hurt you Logan. I love you."

"No, only because you don't trust me." He was so far off. I trusted him with my life, my children's life.

"That's not it at all. I just didn't want you to think anything bad about me." I watched him go back and forth to the closet, getting more and more clothes. He wouldn't think about leaving, would he? "Logan…"

"Maybe we'll get past this Rory, but I can't stay here right now." No, he couldn't do this. We had a life together, kids. He couldn't do this to them, to me.

"What about Lawrence and Cameron? They need there father. You can't leave them." "I will always be there for them." He picked up his suitcase and started to walk away. I stay immobile, even though I wanted to block the door with my body, anything to keep him here. I fell to me knees. I couldn't believe it. This whole situation was my fault. I could have prevented all of this. I could have told him.

LORELAI

It was 11:30 when my phone rang. I cursed it, and Luke who came up the idea of the bedside phone. I mumbled my rude greeting to my late night caller, but the sound of my daughter's tear stricken voice instantly woke me up.

"Rory? What's wrong?" "Logan left Mom. He's gone." "I'm on my way." I told him, getting out of bed in record time.