Logan
I needed to get out. I was driving myself crazy staring at the same 4 walls, telling myself the same things. It had been a week since I heard her voice, or seen my kids. I couldn't figure out which I missed more. Being with Rory, or the familiar blue eyes of my kids. The three were all I could think about in my solitude. I continued to walk down a street with no destination in mind. It didn't matter anyway. Everywhere I could go reminded me of her. It didn't matter if I had ever been there before or not. I was a man with a broken heart. I ended up in a park somewhere.
"Logan?" The voice was familiar. One I knew I didn't want to talk to, too many reminders of what was broken. I turned away.
'Of all the gin joins…' I thought
Lorelai
I stayed with Rory as often and for as long as I could. She had spent the first couple of days wallowing before I finally coaxed her to go back to work. She was miserable. I had decided to take Cameron and Lawrence to the park since their babysitter had called in sick. We walked around for a little while before I saw him. He was sitting on a bench with his shoulders slumped over.
"Nana?" Cameron's voice called for me. "Is that Daddy?"
"I don't know Honey." I called his name out. Surely enough, he turned around and before I knew it, Cameron was at his side. I walked over, with Lawrence in his stroller.
"Daddy!" Cameron gave him a big hug. A look of relief washed over his face. "I missed you! Are you coming home? Mommy is so sad without you." I loved her for her seven-year-old innocence. If only she knew.
"I will Cammie. You have to make Mommy happy while I'm away, alright?" He looked sad again. This was really hurting both of them. Cameron nodded while Logan looked over to Lawrence and me for the first time.
"Hey Logan." I told him politely. His eyes were on Lawrence when he responded to me.
"Can I hold him?" He asked. I couldn't turn down that face.
"He's your son." I told him, taking the brunette baby out of his stroller and placed him in Logan's arms. I sat down next to him on the bench.
"He's gotten bigger."
"Well that's what a week does to a baby. They grow like weeds."
It was silent as Cameron went to play. Our only buffer was a four-month-old who couldn't talk yet.
"How is everything?" I knew what he meant by 'everything,' he meant Rory.
"Everything's strong. Everything's holding up." Could I really just sit here and not talk about how he left my daughter? I think not.
"Are you going to try and fix this Logan?" I asked him bluntly.
"What do you mean?" He asked, they were both hurting because of the other, why did they have to be so dense?
"Your marriage? Are you even going to fight for it at all?"
"She's the one who broke it." God, I sure hope Lawrence grew up to be more mature than that.
"If your really loved her, you would not of let it go this far Logan, Yes, she lied and hurt you, but don't you think leaving your wife and kids is worse?" He was silent, so I figured he was processing what I had said. Good, maybe he would come to his sense and go back before it was too late. "Rory will be back from work soon and we have to get dinner." I told him, taking the baby from him and calling Cameron to leave. He still hadn't said anything so I figured I'd leave him with his thoughts. I turned to leave.
"Lorelai?" I turned around at the sound of his voice. "Tell her I love her, will you?"
"That's your job Logan, you tell her." It was the only way the situation was going to be fixed. One of them had to make the first step.