AN: I don't think that you will be disappointed with the amount of Rogan interaction in this chapter.

Rory groaned and rolled over. Her head was pounding. She was in too much pain to test her eyes with the harsh rays of late morning sun. Suddenly she realised that she wasn't in her own bed. She had no memory of leaving the pub, or who she had gone home with. She opened her eyes to see that the room was dark, she looked at the time on a clock next to the bed, it read 11:23am. She took in her surroundings; she was in a medium sized room with blue walls. The curtains were closed and the floor was covered in clothes and books from the mystery person.

She noticed two aspirins and a glass of water on the bedside table. She took them eagerly before opening the door in hopes of identifying her mystery location. She was bombarded with daggers of light, which filled her eyes and head with stabbing pains, she covered her eyes with her arms in reflex.

"Hey Ace." Someone called from the couch.

"Logan?" She asked, completely confused now.

"Really Ace, I'm offended. Who else calls you Ace that looks like me? Do you have harems of us everywhere ready to save you from possibly embarrassing situations?" In other words, yes, it was Logan.

"Finns right. Light bad. And I'm not the one with a harem mister." She opened her eyes hesitantly and found herself adjusting painfully. "Coffee." She demanded.

"Someone's crabby." He said, just a little to loudly handing her a large mug of steaming coffee. She sighed affectionately.

After she had finished her coffee she felt more in the mood for conversation and sat down next to Logan who was reading a newspaper on the couch.

"Are you aloud to read newspapers?" She asked in mock seriousness.

"Haven't heard anything to the contraire." He said without looking up.

"Hm. I thought you had developed allergies to anything vaguely newspaper related." She said, taking another long sip of her coffee."

"I took medication beforehand." He looked up at her, folding his newspaper and putting down, she was still in the skimpy clothing he was pretty sure Steph had picked out for her, and while he had to admit they made her look hot, it was a very un-Rory hot and he didn't like it much. "So, quite a night you had."

Rory blushed, "God, I have no memory of anything, what did I do?"

Logan almost let out a sigh of relief that she wouldn't recall his questionings, but continues to tell her what she got up to. "Well, first you told us all about Jess' late night proposal," he registered her change in colour and took a decided lighter tone to the conversation, "And then you got up on the bar and started singing numerous Celine Dion songs." He smirked at her.

"Liar." She said bluntly, he looked at her a little taken aback. "I don't know any Celine Dion songs."

"Hm, I wouldn't be too sure about that." His tone was playful, letting her know that he was messing with her. "So, there's this party tonight, theme is old Hollywood. I was wondering if you would like to go with me. I can pick you up at sevenish."

"Depends who you're going as. I couldn't stand to be the girl with Harvey if you've got some practical joke like that in mind."

"I promise you, I will actually turn up… and I will be visible. So, it's a date?" He tried not to sound desperate, but there was no hiding the hopefulness from his tone.

"Sure, why not. A date with the famous Logan Huntzberger should be fun." She smiled.

Logan wasn't too sure what to read into it, did fun mean that she wanted to keep it casual… she did understand that when he said date he wasn't talking about calendars, but rather boy girl holding hands type date. 'Holding hands? My thoughts are even freaking me out…'.

"Cool, I'll see you sevenish then." He couldn't get the stupid grin off his face no matter how hard he tried.

"See you then, you alright there?" She was pretty pleased to have the upper hand for once, he was usually the one teasing her. Secretly she knew that if she wasn't so hung over, she would be grinning twice as stupidly. 'I get to be one of those girls, the ones that feel like a princess, for a night.' She thought happily. Then she realised that she was out of coffee, she motioned her dilemma to Logan and he walked over to a small kitchen area. He came back with another cup of coffee and a plate of food that smelled oddly of rotten eggs.

"Oh! I remember that! Finns hangover cure! I think I like you Logan, even if you are a spoiled brat." She took the food and coffee gratefully and Logan couldn't help but smirk, remembering what she had told him the night before.

"Couldn't leave it sitting around, it would smell out the place."

She smiled, and then seemed to notice the clothes that she was wearing, she tugged on her skirt to try and make it longer.

"Don't panic Ace, I didn't ask you out because of the clothes." Logan smirked at her while she blushed. "I got you these in case you were uncomfortable… but you were pretty knocked out last night and I didn't want to… yeah, so here you go." He handed her a pair of baggy Yale sweat pants and a plain white tank top with 'Yale' emblazoned on the front in blue letters. "I walked past the gift shop on my way back last night." He smiled at her and she took the bundle from his hands.

"Thanks, and hey… girls just want to have fun? I mean, I'm so sick of having relationships and all the pressure of expecting something… and then when it doesn't work out its just… horrible. I'm looking forward to something new. God, I'm such a rambler!" She smiled and she ate breakfast in silence while he continued to read the news next to her. Both were absorbed in their own thoughts.

Rory finished her breakfast and walked into Logan's room to change. He couldn't help but dwell on what he had felt when she regarded him asking her out as casual. It had taken all his courage to ask her out, and he had just assumed that meant that they were something but she had seemed so against actually being a boyfriend girlfriend thing that he didn't want to bring it up. Who was he to complain right?

Rory emerged from his bedroom and Logan couldn't help but stare at her in awe. She was a vision, her hair pulled back from her face and her eyes reaching out trying to draw him in, while her pants effortlessly hung from her legs yet made her butt look amazing. The shirt she was wearing clung to her slender frame giving her a casual yet sexy feel. Logan had never seen a girl be so unconsciously sexy before in his life, and it was killing him.

"So, I'll see you at seven then?" Rory looked completely innocent, oblivious to Logans thoughts.

"Oh… um… yeah, seven. Remember to dress up."

Rory walked over to him and bent down to give him a kiss on the cheek.

"No funny business mister." And with a wave of her hand she was out the door.

"What the bloody hell was that?" Finn roared, bursting out of his room once Rory had left.

"She's my date to Joe's party tonight." Logan said innocently.

"First off… you do realise that that was Rory… the innocent, vulnerable… eternal virgin right? And secondly… does she know who you're dressing up as? I am so not drunk enough for this conversation" Finns eyes were wide.

"Yeah, I do know it's her, Finn… and I like her, she's smart, she's funny… she's completely gorgeous… and I can't stop thinking about her – and what? She's not a virgin! We'll work out the costumes later… she'll find them funny… I think." Logan was sure of what he felt for Rory, as much as it scared him. He wasn't sure, however, how she would react to his costume that night.

Rory was pacing her room, it was 1:00 and she didn't know what she was going to dress up as, she decided to call the one person she could always rely on for clothing advice.

"Lorelai, and the noises are normal."

"Got Babette worried again mum?" Rory smiled, it was good to hear her mums voice again.

"Well if it isn't my favourite daughter!" Lorelai squealed over the line.

"I'm your only daughter mum." Rory pointed out.

"Hm, who I know of." Lorelai put on a voice of mock contemplation.

"Yes, because that is entirely possible." Rory humoured her mother, "I need your help mum."

"I feel used."

"I'm going on a date tonight and-"

"Ooh! Gossip! So, who is he? You're not back with Jess are you?"

"No mum! It's just a casual date with Logan, we're going to a dress up party. The theme is old Hollywood."

"Speaking of old and costumes… you could give Miss Celine a ring." Lorelai teased.

"Yeah. Funny mum. WAIT! That's brilliant. It's perfect! Thankyou so much mum! I have to get ready. I'll be over as soon as I can." With that the dial ton was ringing in her mums ear.

"Good to know I could help?" Lorelai said to the beeping noise the phone was making, she was thoroughly confused and not satisfied with her share of gossip.

KNOCK KNOCK!

Rory put down her book and raced to the door. She felt fabulous in her long black 60's dress and heels. She wore four rows of pears around her neck, long black gloves. Her hair was poofed into a bun on top of her head and a broche was fastened in for decoration. In her hand she held a long cigarette holder that she had borrowed from Miss Patty.

"Hey," Logan said as she opened the door, "Wow. Audrey Hepburn. In the flesh. Let's ditch Rory, I want to go with you." He smirked.

"Oh. My. God." Was all Rory could say when she saw the metallic man before her.

"Surprise!" He said sheepishly as he continued to take in her appearance. She looked exactly like Audrey Hepburn in Breakfast at Tiffanies.

"You're the tin man." Her mouth hung open as she took him in. He was completely silver and had a funnel attached to his head. "Unbelievable."

"Better than Harvey right?" She looked at her, a little afraid of her reaction until she started to laugh. He let out a side of relief.

"Please tell me you got Colin a good Lions costume. I can't wait to see him!" She stepped out the door and shut it behind her.

"What? How'd you know?"

"Well, going alone like that would be a bit lame… Alcohol kills brain cells so Finn has got to be the scarecrow, and we all know that Colin can be scared at times." She shook her head at him as if it should have been the most obvious thing in the world.

"Wait, are you telling me I don't have a heart?" His familiar was smirk back on his face.

"Hey, you're the one with a different girl each night." She teased with a shrug.

He wanted to object, he wanted to come out and talk to her, ask her to be his girlfriend. But one voice in his head was stopping him. 'You'll screw it up. Just leave her alone… one date shouldn't be too bad, but don't string her along.'

All he could say was; "So, lets get this show on the road." And with that, he lead her towards the party.

The party had already started when they got there, they manoeuvred their way around Grace Kelly who was making out with a convincing Oliver Hardy in search of the Lion and Scarecrow.

"Hey Fin!" Logan called out to a drunk straw man with his arm around a red head in a blue and white pinafore. She was Judy Garland as Dorothy.

"Rosemary, you look great!" Rory cried as they came closer.

"Thanks, Finn seems to think so too." She laughed and looked at Rory, "Wow, Rory! I was confused for a second there… you look amazing… you look exactly like her! Or Finns state of soberness has finally become contagious. Yes Finny, I'm getting drunk on your breath alone." She laughed, she was much happier than a week ago at their wallowing session.

"What's that love? Oh, Audrey! Have wet met before?" Rory ignored Finn and focused her attention to the furry man who was walking over with a bouncy Shirley Temple on his arm.

"Hey Colin, hey Steph! You look great! You too Colin…" Rory said with a smile.

Steph dragged Rory away while Logan and the other stooges caught up with each other.

"You were asked out by Logan?" She demanded.

"Um, yeah. But it's just casual… it's no big deal."

"Of course it's a big deal!" Steph said, a smile coming to her face, "He likes you… no, I mean, he really likes you. You should've seen how jealous he was when you were with Jess. I don't think he wants to-" She was cut off as Rosemary and Juliet walked over. Juliet was dressed up as Jane Mansfield and getting very upset at anyone who assumed she was Marilyn Monroe, there were already three of them running around.

"Rory! You look stunning! Who are you with, you will be making Logan red with jealousy in that do-up!" Juliet laughed.

"Well, I'm actually with Logan…" Rory blushed and Juliet let out a squeal.

"Oh, I'm so happy he finally asked you to be his girlfriend! He has been pining over you for a while now. It's sad really. I mean, he's going out with all these slutty blonde girls with no sense of humour, and then he meets you… and I don't know what you did but you had him hooked. Oh, I'm so happy!" Juliet did a little jump and then refused a food tray that went passed.

"Well, actually, we're just casual."

"Oh." Was all Rosemary and Juliet could say, and before long the boys had joined them too.

They were all ready to have a good time and forget their boy troubles, they were young and having fun, that's all that counts right?

Logan dropped Rory off at her dorm later that night, or early the next morning. They stopped at the door and Rory turned around.

"I had fun tonight." Rory smiled.

She leant into him and kissed him on the lips, she started soft to see how he would react, then he kissed her back. She kissed him harder, her lips feeling warm under his, his tongue slipping into her mouth and hers into his. She felt him push her against the door, but it didn't register, she was too caught up in his hands on her back, his lips, his smell.

"Can I come in?" He had pulled them apart, he was panting slightly but still had his trademark smirk plastered boyishly on his face.

"Oh Logan, I'm not one to put out on a first date!" She said with a playful smile. She watched the colour drain from his face, she had known that he hadn't meant that, but it was too easy set him up. He was always so charming, so sexy. She enjoyed seeing him flustered. It was a side of Logan that was very rare.

"No! I didn't mean! I just! Common Ace, you know I didn't mean that!" He looked into her eyes, begging her to believe him.

"Yeah, I know. I'm just messing with you." She smiled and gave him a gentle kiss on the lips.

"So I was thinking we could go this again sometime." He subconsciously ran his fingers through his hair, his funnel discarded long ago, and his metal plates removed leaving him in a plain white t-shirt and dark jeans.

"Wow, a second date with the Logan Huntzberger, I didn't know there was such a thing." She gave him a pouty smile and it took all his strength not to kiss those lips again.

"Look Rory, I don't want you to think I'm not serious. I like you, I really like you. And I was thinking, that we could try the whole boy-" Before he could continue he was cut off.

"Rory? Is that you? I need you to talk to me! I can make things right again! I'm sorry!" A man in a leather jacket ran up to them, regarding the scene carefully.

"Jess?" Rory's mouth dropped in shock, and her skin turned three shades paler. 'This isn't supposed to happen.'

AN: Thanks again for all your support guys. I'm pretty sure I'd forget to write without it! I know I'm leaving you on a bit of a cliff-hanger, but I update fairly regularly. Please tell me what you thought of that chapter, constructive criticism is always nice. Now I think I'll go do something else with my life. Until next time, ciao!