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Plants Have Feelings Too, You Know!

The next day she woke up early, with the feeling that someone was looking at her. She opened her eyes, and looked straight into Finn's. They both smiled, and he leaned down to give her a kiss. As he did he pulled her closer, into a tight hug.

"God morning Kitten," he said, as he let go of her a little.

"Yes, it really is," she looked at him and her whole body felt warm and tingly "Isn't it?"

"Hungry?"

"Starving!"

"Need coffee?"

"Even more so!"

She couldn't help but smile at how well he already knew her, and didn't seem to find her eccentricities unusual. It was the first time she had actually woken up in somebody's arms and his felt comfortably and safe.

"Want to go get some food?" he asked, when she didn't seem to move.

"In a minute."

She crawled closer into him, and reached for his lips. He kissed her again, more than willingly. And his hands got astray, as they reached under her sweater. She let out a soft moan as they trailed over her body, and he caught her lip in his mouth. As he reached her breasts he cupped them over her bra. She let her hands follow around his waist, and when they reached his back she pushed them downwards and grabbed his ass.

"Right," he said as he tore lose "that was my cue. No more hanky-panky, let's get something to eat."

He jumped of the bed, and she let out a sigh, had they only been able to stay there forever she thought. But she knew they couldn't, they had to go back to Yale very soon, and she was really very hungry. She followed him out of the bed, and sized the hand that he held out to her. As she got up he held her hand to his mouth and kissed it.

"Ready to find coffee, my lady?" he smirked.

"Always good sir." she said and followed him out of the door.

As they reached the hangar her heart sunk in her chest, she didn't really feel ready to face the others yet. They walked in, and she immediately saw them sitting at a table, they were talking and laughing. She stopped dead in her tracks.

"It's okay Kitten," he tugged her towards him and stroked a finger over her cheek "they won't hold it against you."

She looked at him, not quite believing his words, but still se already felt a lot calmer. He could see in her eyes that she wasn't sure he was right, she looked worried, and it made him angry. It wasn't right that she should feel inferior to them, it wasn't right that she should allow herself to be judged by the likes of them. As if they were any better themselves.

"It not like they hold it against me," he tried.

"They know you, you grew up together."

"That doesn't make it more right for me to do what I did." he just stated.

He pulled her in, and gave her a small kiss, and then he practically dragged her towards the table. Her heart was pounding heavily in her chest.

"Good morning all!" Finn sing-songed as they reached the table.

"Well if isn't the lovebirds," Steph proclaimed "we were getting afraid that you wouldn't join us today."

She scouted over and offered Rory a seat. As she sat down Steph slipped an arm around her and gave her a small hug.

"Don't worry." she whispered in her ear.

"So," Robert was the next to say anything after he had moved so Finn could sit down across from Rory "interesting night wasn't it? It's nice to find out that our little wallflower isn't such a wallflower after all."

At first she looked at him terrified, but she saw nothing but friendly teasing in his eyes. She was surprised at first, but soon shot back.

"Hey, plants have feelings too, you know!"

He gave her a huge grin, and she smiled back reassured. They didn't like her any less.

"You know everybody makes mistakes, friend." Colin said and smiled to her "There is no reason for you to feel bad about it; most of us have done worse things than that."

Finn reached over the table and squeezed her hand, and she smiled at Colin.

"Oh, I have no doubt about that." she returned.

She once again felt at ease around them, no longer afraid that they would look down at her for what happened with Dean. They were her friends, and they had just proved that. They ate breakfast while making fun and bickering as always, and it was perfect, she felt at home. And every once in a while Finn took her hand and gave it a soft squeeze.

Logan couldn't help but look at her constantly; she looked happy, happier than she had ever looked when she was with him. But he wouldn't see it, he couldn't. It would be like admitting that he had lost her, and he wasn't ready for that just yet. He wanted her to smile at him, like she did just now while she looked at Finn. She was the sweetest, smartest girl he had ever been with. The only one who had been able to keep up with him, and she had returned every challenge he had ever thrown her way. He knew he had to let her go, but he wasn't ready yet. He got up from his seat.

"I have to go," he tried not to look at her to much "I'll see you guys back at Yale."

He left the hangar, and went to his car. He had already stashed his bag in the back, and was ready to leave. He got in the car, and then he just sat there. Then he pounded both his hands into the wheel as hard as he could, once, twice, three times. Why was he such a stupid idiot? Why hadn't he just given her what she wanted, and what he ultimately wanted to give her. An exclusive relationship. He realized that he had tears in his eyes, tears of hurt, frustration and anger. Not that he was angry with her, or even with Finn, he was angry with himself for throwing away his chance with her. He dried the tears from his eyes, and started the car. And as he drove of he desperately tried to think of something else than her big, blue eyes.

He left them sitting there, a bit surprised at his sudden departure. Finn knew exactly why he had left, but he couldn't do anything about it. Logan had to get over it by himself, but he would try not to rub his face in it too much. It was just hard not to show his affection for her when she was there. Steph and Colin looked at each other; they knew Logan had problems accepting what was happening between Rory and Finn. They had both known him for as long as they could remember. They had been best friends and neighbors, since they were kids; they were more or less like siblings.

"What was his problem?" Whitney asked dumbfounded.

"She's sweet, but not too observant." Robert said to the rest of the table,

"Did your mommy never tell you that it's rude to talk about people like they weren't present in the room?" Steph asked him in a wondering voice.

"Yeah Robert," Colin chipped in "you might consider a charm course."

"I heard they have a really good one at Princeton," Rory contributed "of course you would have to transfer."

"I'd vote for that." Finn grinned.

After having avoided the disaster of having to explain everything to Whitney, they finished their breakfast and went to pack their things.

"I'm sorry about hogging the room last night." Rory said when she was alone with Steph. "I hope you managed."

"Well," Steph was smiling wide as she turned to Rory "you know who Finn shared his room with."

"No Steph, you didn't? I thought you said you wanted it to stop?"

"Well, he followed me here last night and it felt really uncomfortable. But then we opened the door and saw you two lying here, and I looked at you. And suddenly it felt right. He felt right." She tried to explain.

"How did he feel right?" Rory was curious.

"He touched my hand, and it made me tingle. I don't know. I just know that I really have to talk to him when we get home."

Rory smiled and gave her a hug.

"You'll be fine," she told Steph.

They finished packing, and went out to the car. The others were already there waiting, Rory jumped in next to Finn, and they smiled to each other. He started the car and laid his hand on her knee, and there it stayed all the way back to Yale. They drove in silence, all too tired to speak. It had definitely been an eventful weekend.

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