Disclaimer: This is starting to get a bit old, they still aren't mine, never will be.

AN - Just to clarify, Logan and Whitney aren't dating. She left the birthday party with Robert, and currently they're dating.

Scary Awakenings

After their return to campus, and when they had dropped the others of it had gotten quite late. Rory and Finn went to her dorm. As they where in front of her door he pulled her into his arms, and hit her lips with his own. His slowly traced around her lips till she granted him entrance, and then he raided her mouth. She sighed and her whole body relaxed. He snapped to catch his breath and looked down at her; she still had her eyes closed and that made him smile, as she looked like she was trying to preserve the moment.

"So I guess this means you're coming in?" she asked, her eyes still closed.

"I'm not," he smiled at her as she opened her eyes, she looked incredibly disappointed.

"Why not?" she made a pouty face that he just had to kiss away, which he did, very tenderly.

"I'm not sure I would be able to control myself." he said and shot her a dirty look. "But I'll see you tomorrow. Goodnight Kitten."

He kissed her passionately again, and then took her key and opened the door to let her in. She walked under his arm and into her room.

"Goodnight Finn."

She looked after him as he walked down the hallway, and as he reached the corner he looked back at her and blew her a kiss. She smiled and as he turned the corner she closed the door. She shouted for Paris, but when she heard no answer she just threw herself on the couch and turned on the T.V.

It had taken him a long time to decide to go see her, and he still didn't know exactly what to say. And then when he walked around to corner to her dorm, they stood outside her door kissing. Quickly he hid behind the other corner and just watched them. He realized that he could hear every word they said from where he stood. He heard their whole conversation, and it turned his stomach. He had heard Finn talk like that once before, and it had also made him jealous back then. Not because he had liked the girl back then, but because Finn had something he didn't. And he didn't like having less than anybody else. As Finn stood there, with Rory in his arms, he had something more than him. And this time he actually liked the girl. He watched them as they said goodbye, and made sure Finn didn't see him when the left the building. He waited for a couple of minutes till he was sure Finn wouldn't come back, and then he went to her door. He wasn't sure if he should knock or not, but the thought of her and Finn made him do it anyway. She had a big smile on her lips when she opened the door, but it quickly faded when she saw who was outside it. She had thought that maybe it was Finn that had changed his mind.

"Logan," she looked surprised "what are you doing here?"

Her hand was still on the door, and he saw it twitching, as if she wanted to slam it in his face. But she thought better of it, and seemed to relax a bit.

"I ehh…" Logan tried to find the right words "I still want you. I can't handle this, watching you and Finn, it's…"

Her eyes clouded over with anger, and he saw it clearly. And it freaked him out, she was going to hate him, he knew it. She didn't say anything, she just stood there. Her hand was still holding the door, only the knuckles had turned white, she was squeezing it so hard.

"Leave!" her voice was still calm.

"But Rory…"

"We've talked about this already," she still seemed fairly collected "I don't want to be with you Logan. I don't have feelings for you."

He grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him till his lips crashed with hers, he tried to force his tongue in her mouth. At first she didn't react, out of pure surprise, but then she bit him. He pushed her from him, and his hand flew to his mouth.

"Aw… Bloody hell, what the fuck are you doing?" he cursed loudly.

"What am I doing?" she spat at him "Get out Logan, leave me alone. I've had it with you!"

She slammed the door in his face.

The next morning she woke up on the couch, Paris was shaking her shoulders.

"Weren't you supposed to have a Political Science class at ten?" Paris looked at the clock.

Paris stood up and went to her room while she kept on talking, Rory stayed on the couch slightly confused. Why was she on the couch, and why hadn't she set her alarm clock? Now it was too late to go to her class, and she was going to get behind. Then she noticed Paris' rambling.

"…it was really annoying. Who can blame him for hating the guy when he's like that? He even patronized the doctor we went to when Doyle hyperventilated. He is possibly the most cruel, irritating devil of a man I've ever met."

Rory had no idea who she was talking about, but Paris just continued without noticing the lack of understanding of her listener.

"The first thing he did was to take out a copy of the Yale Daily News´ and ask him how he can be an editor when he can't spell. But there was only one little typo, I know it was a typo, it was in my article. I wouldn't spell canonization wrong. I know how to spell it. C-A-N-O-N-I-Z-A-T-I-O-N. See!" she gave Rory a triumphant look through the doorway.

"I'm sorry Paris," Rory tried to smile, but she had just remembered the scene with Logan the previous night "but I seem to have missed the first part of this monolog."

Paris, who was again rumbling around in her room, shot her another glare through her doorway. This time it wasn't triumphant, more like deadly. Rory remembered that Paris had said something about meeting Doyle's parents, and suddenly understood.

"Ohh, Doyle's dad!" she blurted

Paris went back to her rumbling, and yelling through the door.

"Amazing, we have breakthrough. Yes, Doyle's dad. Would I react like this if it was his dog?"

"Most likely," Rory mumbled under her breath.

"What was that?" Paris said and gave her another death-glare.

"No," Rory gave her the sweetest smile she could "I just said no."

"What ever," Paris gave her a suspicious look and went back to her room again. After a while she let out a frustrated shriek and came out to throw herself on the couch.

"I give up. It's gone." she gave Rory an accusing look "Have you seen my diaphragm?"

"Irk," Rory was brutally torn from her thoughts of the previous night "you don't just have that lying around, do you?"

After looking at Paris' frantic search for about an hour, Rory decided it was time for her to move from the couch. She had missed one class already, and she had English lit in two hours. She wished Paris a happy search, and went to take a shower and get dressed. When she was done Paris was still looking for her lost diaphragm, and didn't even notice that she left, maybe because she was currently yelling at the paper bin. Rory decided that she had enough time for two cups of coffee and a chapter in The Age of Reason´; she currently had a thing for Jean-Paul Sartre. She went to her favorite coffee cart and bought a huge coffee, and then she sat down on the bench across from the cart.

Finn couldn't help but smile. He woke up with a smile on his face, he smiled at Colin's grumpy morning-grunts and he smiled at everyone he met on his way to get coffee. He went to the cart he knew was her favorite, but she wasn't there. He waited for a while, but she didn't show up. As he walked to his American History class, his smile had faded a little. He knew her schedule by heart, she had a Political Science class Tuesday morning, and she never went to that class without being on a caffeine trip. He was a bit worried that maybe she was avoiding him, and when his class was over he went back to the coffee cart. His smile grew wider again as he saw her sitting on the bench, completely consumed by her book. She didn't notice him till he handed her a coffee cup, but then she looked up and gave him a big smile.

"Morning Kitten," he sat down next to her, and gave her a soft kiss on her cheek "I suspect you slept well?"

She looked at him with a blank expression.

"I looked for you here this morning, you weren't here. So I figured you overslept, you always go here on Tuesdays before your first class." he realized that he came of a bit creepy. "Sorry, do over?"

She looked up at him and smiled.

"Why? I sort of expected you to know stuff like that; it's not creepy at all."

She was teasing him, and he loved it. He bent in and gave her a long dwelling kiss, her soft lips tasted of coffee and caramel lip-gloss. He reached down and took her hand, and then he got up.

"Come on," he gave her a smirk "We can't have you missing another class. I'll walk you there."

On the walk to her class they agreed to watch some movies that night. Finn insisted that this time he choose the movies, and that resulted in a pout from Rory, but he stood his ground. He kissed her goodbye outside of her classroom, and left her standing with a silly grin on her face.

When she left the classroom her sell phone started ringing, she checked the caller-id, and saw it was her mother. While trying to balance all her books and notebooks in one hand, she flipped open her phone with the other.

"The traveling library, Rory speaking."

"Uh, I caught you." her mother's voice was high-pitched.

"Yeah, while trying to joggle every book I own." Rory said sarcastically.

"What a silly idea!" Lorelai said not even trying to hide her amusement. "Why in the world would you do that?"

"To amuse bystanders with my cries for help." Rory said, sarcasm dripping from every word.

"I still think it's silly," Lorelai said and continued "So how was your date?"

"Weird party. Lots of drinking. Oh, and now everybody knows I'm a home wrecker."

She heard a loud crash in her mother's end of the phone, and Luke's voice yelling out curse words she had never even heard before.

"Just a second sweetheart," her mother said, and for a minute she laid down the phone. Then she was back. "You know, you can't just say stuff like that. You have to give me preparation time."

"What happened to Luke?" Rory was a bit thrown of.

"Nothing," She herd Luke scream 'Nothing?' in the background "You gave me a shock sweetie, I just dropped my coffee." her mum tried to sound innocent.

"And?"

"In his lap," Lorelai sounded a little sorry "and then he stumped his toe on the table as he jumped up." she giggled a little. "It looked really funny."

"Mom," Rory tried to sound more outraged than she really was "Be nice. And go tend to your man; you can have my story later."

"No! You can't do that, give me spoilers like that and then end the conversation. That's not fair."

"Bye mom," Rory said ignoring her protests "Say hi to Luke for me."

And then, in the exact moment she hung up the phone she lost control of her books. The top one tipped over, and the whole pile tumbled down and scattered over the floor.

"Shit, shit, double shit." she mumbled as she started to crawl around the floor to pick them up.