Disclaimer: Don't own anything. All of the Gilmore Girl world belongs to ASP... but if I did own anything, I'd want it to be Logan.

Chapter Two

Logan was awakened by a loud giggle and a sudden weight on his chest. He opened his eyes and was quickly bombarded by Gigi. He rolled his head over to look at Rory and realized she was still dead asleep. He checked the clock and saw that it was only 7:30. He snatched Gigi up and carried her into the common room. "Come on Gigi let's not wake up your sister, she's got a big test to take around noon and she needs her sleep." Logan said to the adorable little girl who looked a lot like Rory. He was feeding her breakfast and playing with the cooing infant when he heard Paris clear her throat.

"You're great with her you know." Paris told him calmly. She had been standing in her doorway watching Logan with her for the last ten minutes. "That child likes no one. And I mean no one."

"Well she's cute and I like her. Did we wake you? I didn't want to wake you or Rory up."

"No, I've been up since before little Gigi here. So I take it you didn't go home last night? I'm surprised Rory let you stay."

"Yeah well Colin and Finn were throwing a wild party and I just wanted some sleep. I also had to promise to watch Gigi so she could go and take one of her tests today just so I didn't have to sleep on that awful thing y'all call a couch. Thanks for letting me in last night."

"You're welcome. I'm gonna go and get dressed I have a class in 30 minutes." Paris said while turning to exit the room. She was almost gone when she stopped and turned around, "Logan?"

"Yup?"

"You know this thing you got going with Rory? This no strings attached just friends with benefits thing?"

"Yea, what about it?"

"You do know it's not going to work right? I mean you both are idiots." Paris said matter of factly.

"How do you now its not going to work? If it's what we both want then it will work!" Logan said louder than he meant to.

"Don't yell at me Huntzberger. I'm just calling 'em like I see 'em. Neither one of you want this. You both want strings. You proved it by coming here last night. You could have gone anywhere and this is where you ended up, in Rory's dorm room promising to baby-sit her little sister."

"I didn't want her to miss her test and I came here because I knew Rory wouldn't mind. We're friends. And nothing happened last night then wouldn't have happened between any other set of friends." Logan said even though he realized exactly how lame it sounded.

"You're not friends. You're not dating. You're stuck between there somewhere and neither one of you wants to rock the boat. I got news for you Huntzberger, Gilmore's not made for this kind of relationship, you know it and I know it and hell, maybe even she knows it! Sooner or later she is going to want more, and if you hurt her I swear to you I will hurt you. Rory's the only real friend I have. She's been there for me for the last four years and I refuse to let you come in here and tear her apart in less than six months." Paris told him and then left the room before he could say anything.

AN: Sorry this chapter was so short. I'm still trying to figure out exactly where I want this story to go. Read and Review and suggestions are always welcome.