Author's note:

Hi, again. I'm back, and I'm back with the longest chapter yet. Six thousand words, ten pages. I couldn't believe it when I finished writing the chapter. I just really wanted to get all of this out in one chapter. I didn't want to slow the story, by splitting it in two. I hope you like it. Your response to this story has been insane. Thank you! Enjoy! :)

The next day we were supposed to fly out late afternoon, but Logan got caught up in a meeting, so our flight got delayed for a few hours. The good thing about flying private though, was that you didn't need to change tickets, or run through the terminal to catch your flight and deal with that mess. We got to the private terminal at Luton Airport just after seven-thirty. Our car dropped us off right on the tarmac beside the jet. The other good thing about flying private was that you didn't have to check in, go through security, wait endlessly at the terminal and then wait for the plane to take off. By ten minutes after eight we were already in the air, on our way home.

I was lying on the couch with my head in Logan's lap. He was on his phone writing one-handed e-mails, while brushing my hair with the fingers on his other hand. He looked happy and content. I, on the other hand, wasn't doing so well. I was feeling sick ever since I woke up this morning. I tried to ignore it and go about my day the way I always do, shower, breakfast, clothes and out the door, but no such luck. Whatever I tried to eat, I threw it up almost immediately and felt even worse afterwards. So, in the end I just ended up in bed all day long, chewing down on those saltines. Turned out they really did help. At least I wasn't overcome by the urge to get them out of my system the moment they entered it. Logan's hand in my hair did help, though I think just him being within touching distance from me, was making me feel better.

We spent the eight-ish hour flight talking and reading, and then talking again. We ate a very delicious dinner, or Logan did. He had a rather large sandwich. It smelled good from where I was sitting. I didn't dare get any closer, let alone eat it. I was just starting to feel a little better. We took a quick nap, but neither of us wanted to sleep through the flight. Get a little jump start on the whole time difference thing and the jet lag. At some point Honor called. She wanted to know when Logan will be landing. He didn't tell her we were together. Said it wanted it to be a surprise. They scheduled a lunch date for tomorrow.

We landed at Teterboro just after midnight. I was exhausted and I was trying my very best not to fall asleep on Logan's shoulder during our ride to the city. We were in the back seat, with our hands tangled. He was sitting by the door of the car and I had my head on his shoulder, with my legs outstretched onto the other side of the backseat. The nearly twenty mile drive to the Upper East Side took a little under an hour. I guess we got lucky, because there wasn't a lot of traffic. Something that doesn't happen often in New York.

We were staying in the apartment that Logan's family kept in the city for situations when one of them needed a place to crash in the city for a few days. The car stopped right in front of the building entrance. I put my shoes back on, since I got rid of them the second we got on the plane and hadn't bothered to put them on just so can get off the plane and get into the car waiting for us. But rules of civilized society clearly stated that when you go out in public, you go out with your shoes on. And right about now civilized society was really getting on my nerves. I was cranky, hungry, not feeling very well, and I haven't slept in about seventeen hours.

'Welcome back, Mr. Huntzburger!' The doorman of the building came to greet us. And then he surprised me, by turning to me. 'And welcome back to you to, Miss Gilmore!' The doorman said with a smile.

'Uhh… thanks.' I smiled back, but I was a little startled.

'Thank you, Paul. It's good to be back.' Logan responded after me.

Something similar happened when we were boarding the plane. Like Paul just did, the flight crew greeted me on the spot. That fact by itself wasn't what surprised me. The fact that they did it by name, was what did it. Sure they've seen me before over the last two years when Logan I were together, but it was no more than a couple of times. I wasn't sure if he just kept reminding them who I was, or he just made sure that they remembered me, but I liked it. It was just one more evidence of how much he cared about me, for the people in his life to know who I am, and to know that I'm important to him. To know that I'm not just some girl he just picked up and decided to fly her across the world onto his family's plane to his family's home. Knowing that warmed my heart.

We went into the building and Paul helped us get our bags upstairs. I didn't even open my suitcase. I went directly to the room that Logan used when he was staying here, or to be exact to the adjacent bathroom. I took my clothes off and got in for a quick shower. I used his toiletries since mine were still packed in my suitcase. I got out of the shower, wrapped a towel around my body, brushed my teeth with his toothbrush and went back in the bedroom. Logan was waiting for me, sitting on the edge of the bed, smirking. He extended out one hand, a pair of panties hanging from his index finger. I chuckled and took them from his. Logan extended his other hand and handed me one of his t-shirts. I laughed.

'Thank you.' He stood up and wrapped his hands around my waist, while I wrapped my around his neck.

'You go ahead and get in bed. I'm just going to grab a shower myself and join you in a minute, okay?' Logan asked.

'Okay.' I got on my tiptoes to plant a kiss on his lips. He caressed my cheek, kissing me once again before untangling his hands from my back and heading to the bathroom.

'Hey, Ace?' I looked at him over my shoulder. He was standing at the doorway facing back at me. 'Just for the record, I vote against the panties.' He said with a smirked and disappeared inside the bathroom.

I laughed, unwrapped the towel from my body and threw it over the arm of the armchair behind me. I pulled Logan's t-shirt over my head and grabbed my underwear from the spot on the bed I put it a few seconds ago. I looked them over, smiled and tossed them over my shoulder where they landed on the towel. I crawled into bed. The sheets were freshly pressed and smelled divine. I sighed in delight. There was just something about freshly laid out sheets. They felt amazing. I closed my eyes. It wasn't long until I felt Logan get under the covers beside me, but I must have dozed off for a minute there, because I didn't hear him get out of the shower. I felt him move closer to me and pulling me in his arms. I nuzzled my head into his neck and kissed it. His hands started moving on my back. His right hand travelled down to the hem of his shirt and slipped underneath it. He drew a slow hand over my thigh, through the side of my body, all the way up to my upper back between my shoulder blades.

'I'm glad you decided against the panties.' He said with a smile, while drawing patterns on my skin with his fingers. I smiled and pressed myself closer to him. His left hand that was still over my shirt tightened around my waist. We fell asleep in each other's arms - my nose nuzzled in his neck, his in my hair and our bodies tightly pressed together.

I woke up before Logan the next morning. One look at the bedside clock told me it was nine in the morning. Sun was seeping through the curtains. I looked at Logan. We hadn't moved the entire night. I smiled and placed a soft kiss onto his lips. I moved out of his arms as gently as I could, I didn't want to wake him. I got up from the bed, exited the bedroom and closed the door behind me. Astounded I realized that I was actually feeling pretty good, and was even hungry. I made my way to the kitchen and started the coffee maker. I opened the fridge and looked through it trying to find something that even I, with my extremely limited cooking skills, could make into something resembling breakfast.

As I had my head stuck in the fridge, I heard someone unlocking the front door. I straightened up and looked at the door. In a second I saw a woman with blonde hair, a very nice cream trench coat and extremely high heels enter. She threw her keys at the table by the door and took off her coat. She hung it on the hanger before turning around and jumping at the sight of me.

'Oh My God!' Honor shrieked and put a hand over her heart.

'Hi. Sorry.' I waved at her and smiled. Honor took a few deep breaths before smiling back and walking to me.

'Rory, what are you doing here?' She asked while hugging me. I hugged her back and thanked God for giving me the common sense to put on my underwear after getting out of bed. It was one thing for Logan's sister to find me in her kitchen dressed in his t-shirt. It was entirely different thing for her to find me in her kitchen butt naked underneath his t-shirt.

'I'm uhh… trying to make breakfast. And failing miserably.' We both laughed. She was well aware of my cooking skills. Or lack thereof. 'What are you doing here?'

'I came to surprise Logan, and maybe get him to buy me breakfast.' She smiled, but in a second she frowned. Confusion written on her face. 'Wait a second.' She put her index finger in the air. 'I thought you two were broken up?' She asked, pointing said finger at me. I looked down, escaping her "I know what you did last summer" glare and smirk.

'Yeah… we were.' I mumbled, without meeting her eyes.

'Ha! I knew it!' She exclaimed in delight and started clapping her hands and jumping up and down. 'I knew the two of you couldn't stay away from each other for long. And it looks like I won the bet.' My head shot up. What bet? 'What was that a month? Oooh, I just got rich!' She said with a kid like smile that matched her accelerated excitement.

'You're already rich, but hold on. What bet?' I asked again. This time out loud.

'The boys and I made a bet. How long will it take you and Logan to get back together? I said two months tops, Finn's bet was on six and Robert and Colin gave you a year. Idiots. But the joke is on them, because now they owe me fifteen thousand dollars!' She said and started with the jumping and the clapping again.

'You bet fifteen thousand dollars on when Logan and I would get back together?' I asked with my jaw dropping low. I couldn't believe this.

'What?' Honor just shrugged looking at me with a doe eyed expression.

'You're insane you know that, right? All of you.' I just wanted to make sure.

'Whatever. I won.' I stared at her "Not a care in the world" veneer for a few seconds, until there was nothing else to do except laugh.

'Hey, what are you doing here?' I heard Logan come into the open room, looking at his sister. He was wearing only pajama bottoms that hung loosely on hips and he was barefoot. My jaw dropped again and I felt a drool coming down the side of my mouth. I made a mental to note to try and close it, but no such luck there. That was one extremely good looking man right there.

'I came to surprise you and take you out to breakfast, but it turned out I was the one who ended up being surprised. Why didn't you tell me that you and Rory got back together, huh?' Honor asked, crossing her arms, putting her chin up and tapping her leg against the floor. She was giving her little brother a piercing look.

'Because it happened like two days ago. And don't give me that look. You're not my mother, and I'm not a horny teenager who you just caught feeling up his girlfriend on the couch.' He passed by her, while pressing a quick kiss to her cheek. And then he turned to me. I tried to quickly erase the "I wanna do bad things with you" look off of my face, but the suggestive smirk on his told me I didn't do it fast enough. In a few long strides Logan stopped an inch away from me. He put his hands on my hips and pinned his eyes on mine. 'Good morning, Ace.' His voice was like liquid sex. My mouth went dry. Logan kissed me. A deep, passionate, knee weakening kiss.

'Good morning.' I somehow managed to croak after our lips parted.

'First of all, ew.' Honor's voice brought me out of my Logan trance. 'Second of all, get a room. And third, I talked to you yesterday. You could have told me then.' She stated matter of factly.

Logan let go of me and went to the coffee maker to get us some of the elixir of life. He got three cups and poured. The smell of it hit me and I almost moaned. Heaven! 'I didn't tell you, because I thought that you would appreciate the surprise. And for your information, until you barged in here, unannounced if I may add, we had a whole apartment, not just a room.' He turned to us with a smile, holding three steaming cups of coffee in his hands. 'There you go.' He handed me mine and put Honor's in front of her on the kitchen counter. Logan wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me to him. 'What are you doing in the city so early? I thought we were having lunch?' Logan asked his sister, while sipping his coffee.

'I told you, I wanted to surprise you.' The look on her face was way too innocent for that to be true. Logan gave her a look. He knew better than that. 'Okay fine.' Honor sighed. 'Something came up and I can't do lunch. So instead of standing you up, I figured breakfast would do.' She said with a soft smile.

'Now that is more like it.' Brother and sister laughed and I couldn't help but smile at that picture. I thought about the baby and how maybe one day I will see him or her laugh with its own brother or sister. That brought an even bigger smile to my face and I looked down at my belly, while placing my hand over it. Discreetly, of course. It didn't escape Logan's notice, though and after giving me a loving smile he placed a gentle kiss to my temple. The other thing he noticed was my already almost empty cup of coffee. 'Why don't you slow down on that, Ace? You know you can't have more than one?' Urgh. Mister Buzzkill, speaking.

'Don't remind me.' This was torture. How was I supposed to survive the next nine months?

'Why can't she have more?' Oops. Honor gave Logan a dubious look. 'Come on Logan, you know better than to stand between Rory and her coffee.' She pointed out the obvious under normal circumstances. I looked at Logan with wide eyes. This was not how I wanted to tell Honor I was pregnant. I didn't want to just spring this out on her, like I did on her brother. Or to be completely honest with myself, maybe I wanted a little more time to get the nerve to tell her. I was still nervous telling the news to his family. Even though, Honor wasn't like the rest of his family. 'Ok, what the hell is going on here?' Honor leaned on her elbows over the counter, while pointing a finger between the two of us. I guess our inner turmoil of "to tell, or not to tell" was a little bit too obvious.

'Shall we?' Logan ran his hand up and down my back and smiled. I took a deep breath and nodded. I turned to Honor.

'I'm pregnant.' I said with a nervous smile. Honor was speechless. I could clearly see the shock in her eyes. As the seconds went by, and she wasn't saying anything, I was getting more and more nervous. I looked at Logan. The smile on his face was brighter than the sun and infectious. It gave me the much needed courage. I turned back to Honor.

'Are you kidding me?' Honor asked in a disbelieving tone. There was a smile tugging at the sides of her mouth. My smile got wider. I shook my head. 'Are you freaking kidding me?' She shrieked, a huge smile splitting her face.

'No.' I shook my head again, laughing.

'OH MY GOD!' Okay, she was screaming now. And running around the counter, coming at me and Logan at full speed. 'Oh My God! Oh My God! Oh My God! I'm so happy for you!' Honor came hugging us both tight. 'I'm so happy for me. I'm going to be and aunt! My baby brother is going to be a daddy!' Logan pushed her away with one hand, while covering his ear with the other.

'Will you stop screaming in my ear? I think you burst an eardrum. Jeez.' He tried to contain her, but it was hopeless. She was yet again jumping up and down and talking even faster and louder than my mother. I never thought that that was possible. It made me laugh.

'Okay, okay. We're going out and celebrating. Breakfast is on me. Go and get dressed, and I'll meet you at the Plaza in an hour.' Honor fired out, while going to the hanger, putting on her coat and grabbing her purse. She turned to me and Logan. 'This is like the happiest day of my life!' She said with the happiest of smiles on her face. 'Congratulations you two!' She smiled at us, blew us a kiss and went out the door.

'Thank you.' I called after her and laughed. Logan came behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist, resting his hands on my belly. I put my hands over his and he nuzzled my neck. 'That went well.' I said to him.

'Tell that to my eardrums.' He retorted. I threw my head back and laughed.

I was in the bedroom putting on a shirt. Logan was getting out of the bathroom with just a towel on his waist. That by itself wasn't much, since he spent the entire morning in just pajama bottoms on. What had me gawking at him again was the tiniest drops of water that ran down his chest. I licked my lips, my hands stopping in the middle of pulling my shirt down my body. I forced myself to look away and shook my head a few times, trying to clear it. I began pulling my shirt down again.

'Wow, wow, wow. Wait.' Logan said in a rushed tone.

'What?' I turned to him a little startled.

'Turned to your side, hold on.' He said going for his phone.

'What are you doing?' I wondered.

'Come on, turn to your side. Pull your shirt up?' He said excitedly.

'Why?' I didn't know his reasons, but he was so happy about it, I was happy too.

'I want to take a photo of you and the baby.' He said pointing his phone at me.

'There is nothing to see yet.' I pointed out to him. I wasn't showing yet. Not even a little bit.

'I know, but I want to take a photo every week. Have it on the record how he's growing. Come on, pull your shirt up.' He whined, getting impatient.

'Alright, fine.' I huffed and pulled my shirt up. He took a photo of my non-existent baby bump, and smiled satisfied that he fulfilled his task. I went to him to look over his shoulder. 'Let me see.' He angled the phone my way so I can get a look at the photo. It was a nice photo. I was smiling at him, and my eyes were shining. Everybody could see that the girl in the photo was insanely happy. I looked at Logan. He was staring at the photo. Hypnotized. I could see tears glistening in his eyes. I put a hand on his shoulder. He looked at me and smiled.

'This one is going on a phone background.' Logan looked back at the photo. I kissed his cheek.

'By the way, he?' I asked him with a smile on my face.

'What?' Logan looked at me puzzled.

'You said "how HE is growing".' I said, emphasizing on the "he". 'Does that mean you want a boy?' I inquired with a soft smile.

'No. Actually, not really.' He answered shrugging his shoulders.

'Really?' I was more than a little surprised. I thought all men wanted boys, if only for one day to teach them how to pick up women and drink expensive whiskey.

'Really.' Logan just simply stated and returned his look back to the photo. I let him have his look for a few more moments, before pulling him out of his trance like state.

'Come on, let's get ready. Honor is waiting for us.' I said rubbing his shoulder.

'Yeah.' He said, but kept his eyes on the photo for a few more moments. When he looked back at me my breath got caught up in my throat. All the love blazing out of his beautiful brown eyes just paralyzed me. He turned and wrapped me in a tight embrace that lasted forever. And the sweet, sweet kiss after that, melted my heart away.

The rest of the day we spent together. We had a nice breakfast with Honor. Then we went on a walk in Central Park, though it was a bit cold it was also nice and romantic. I loved Central Park. Then we sat on the Met steps, freezing our asses off and eating ice cream. Or I ate ice cream, while Logan sipped from a steaming hot cup of tea. I made a comment about that and he just said that not everybody can drink coffee the way that a Gilmore girl can. I called him a weakling, before laughing at him. We had a late lunch at Bryant Park Grill, before going back to his apartment. There we both made some calls. I talked to my mom, while Logan took a few business calls and responded to a few emails. We spent the rest of the afternoon curled up together on the couch watching movies, kissing, and just enjoying one another.

When evening came we put on some more presentable clothes, and went out for our night out with the boys. We were meeting them at Upstairs. A lounge right on top of The Kimberly hotel in Midtown. The place was packed when we got there. The hostess led us to our table, which ended up being a corner booth right by the floor to ceiling windows. The view of the city from here was breathtaking. I sat next to Logan, with my back towards the entrance. His hand was around my shoulder and he was keeping me close to him. The waitress came and brought us a bottle of champagne. Must have been pre-ordered, because I don't remember Logan ordering it when we came. I was having the time of my life. Logan was whispering sweet nothings into my ear and I was giggling like a schoolgirl. I don't remember a time when I was as happy as this moment right now.

'What? No, no, no!' I heard a familiar accented voice behind me, sounding slightly irritated. 'Logan, we I thought we agreed that this is a guy's night only. If I knew you were breaking the rules, I would have brought my lady bird as well.' His lady bird? I was going to have to delve into that later.

'Oh, come on. You breaking the rules again?' Colin decided to chime in.

'This is not what we agreed on, Logan.' Robert said next with such a tone, sounding very much like Shira. It was scary. I figured it was time to put them of their misery.

I stood up and turned to face them. 'You're not going to make an exception? Not even for me?' I asked, enjoying tremendously the shocked look on the boys' faces. Finn recovered first.

'Love!' He exclaimed. 'What in the world are you doing here?' He came at me with arms wide open and pulled me into a hug. I hugged him back.

'What he said.' Colin said coming towards me to give me a hug of his own. I waited until I've greeted with Robert, before giving them and answer.

'I just missed you, so I decided to come and crash your man date.' I smiled at them and turned to Logan. He said his hellos with the boys and came to stand behind me, putting an arm around my waist. We shared a loving smile, which didn't go unnoticed.

'Wait a minute…' Colin trailed off. Realization dawning on him. 'You two. No, no, no. Honor won, didn't she?' He asked, a scowl finding its way on his face. I started laughing.

'Damn it.' Colin and Robert simultaneously sighed, while Finn murmured 'Bloody hell.' They really didn't like losing a bet.

'This is your own fault.' Logan said to them. 'Who makes a bet like that?' He was openly laughing at their defeated expressions.

'Well, what's done it's done.' Robert clapped his hands together. 'This is spectacular news and we need to celebrate!' He reached down for the bottle of champagne, while the boys each grabbed a glass. Colin handed one to me. Robert popped the cork and a round of applause was heard around the table. He went around filling the glasses, but I covered mine when he got to me.

'None for me, thank you.' I said, putting my glass back on the table.

'What?' All three turned to me.

'Don't be a buzzkill, love. We're here to celebrate. Come on, don't spoil the fun?' Finn pleaded with me. I felt Logan's hand going up and down my back. I turned to look at him, only to see him smiling at me. I smiled back and turned to the boys.

'I'm not being a buzzkill, I just can't drink.' I said simply. The perplexed looks on their faces were priceless. Their eyes were shifting between Logan and me, trying to figure it out.

'We're pregnant.' Logan announced. I turned to look at him. His smile was gigantic. He looked like he had grown wings, and was just about to fly out into the night sky.

The boys on the other hand were speechless. The gaped at us with jaws hanging low. And then they started screaming. They were jumping, laughing, patting each other on their backs. Saluting each other and Logan. The smiles on their faces mimicking his own. Everybody was looking at the loud group in the corner, but I didn't give a damn and neither did the guys, I was sure of it. And that was the moment I realized that I was wrong before. Standing there looking at them being so happy, this was the happiest I have ever felt. And that happiness just kept growing when they turned to me. The boys grabbed me in group hug that just didn't end. And even though I couldn't breathe, I wouldn't have changed a thing. I was too happy and too much enjoying it to break the hug.

'Guys, I can't breathe.' I managed to croak underneath their squishing arms, after I couldn't take it anymore. They released me on the spot and I laughed. However, their hands were immediately replaced by Logan's, who came behind me and tugged me in his arms.

As the night went on I was sitting in my corner watching the boys fooling around with each other on the other side of the booth. I caught Logan's eye and I smiled at him. He sent me an air kiss. I watched him joke around with Colin and Robert and couldn't help but remember how he hated him college. I laughed. They really didn't like each other back then. I was proud of how both of them grew up and realized that everything between them didn't have to be a competition. Throughout the years they've become really close friends. And true, they would never be as close as he was with Finn and Colin, but somewhere in the middle. And the truth was that you could use as many as loyal friends as you could get. And those three were as loyal as they get. And speaking of them, I saw Finn coming back from the bar holding a glass of whiskey in one hand and a club soda in the other. He sat by me, handed me the glass and put an arm around my shoulders.

'Thank you.' I said and smiled at him.

'How are you feeling?' The intensity of his gaze tipped me off that he wasn't asking about just this moment.

Most people, when they first met Finn, got off with the impression that he was frivolous. That he didn't have a care in the world, and just went through life drinking, partying and sleeping with women. That couldn't have been further from the truth. Sure, he enjoyed all that, but he was so much more. He was loyal, supportive and an amazing friend, always up to the task to spend time with you when you were feeling down. He was there to cheer you on and congratulate you on your accomplishments. And he was always there when you needed his help, be it to defend your honor in a bar in three A.M., or if you needed to cover up the murder of the floozy that spent the night coming onto your man. In a way I felt that he was the big brother I never had. Ever since the first moment I met the boys, Finn was the one I was closest to. I loved him dearly and I was extremely lucky for him to love me back. He also knew me pretty well, so I knew that I couldn't get out of this question with anything other than the truth.

'I'm a little all over the place right now.' I sighed and looked down at my glass. 'I'm scared, but I also feel like everything is going to be okay, as long as I have Logan that is.' I smiled and my eyes instinctively went up to look at him.

'Oh, love. That boy is whipped. He is not going anywhere.' I laughed. I looked at Finn and he was smirking knowingly at me. I shook my head at him and my eyes returned back to Logan, who was laughing hard at something with Robert and Colin. It warmed my heart.

'I'm happy.' I said quietly with a smile on my face, but Finn heard me. He pressed me closer to him and kissed my hair. When his hold on me lessened enough for me to turn and look at him I asked him the question that was irking me ever since I saw him tonight. 'So, are you ever going to tell me about you "lady bird", as you so affectionately called her?' And now it was his turn to look down, with a hint of embarrassment written on his face, on top of that. That's new. When he didn't respond for a few seconds, that's when I realized that this was something serious. 'Finn?' I inquired, bumping his shoulder with mine. But still, he did not respond. Now this was getting ridiculous. 'Seriously? You're not going to tell me? Come on.' I pressed.

'I met a girl, okay.' He finally spilled it out.

'Oh.' I only said, but I couldn't keep the giddy smile off of my face. This was going to be good. It must be some girl for him to be so evasive about it.

'Will you wipe that look off your face, if you don't mind? I haven't told anybody yet, and I would like to keep it that way.' He hissed at me. Oh yes, this was going to be really good. Whoever this girl was, he liked her. Big time.

'Why?' I already knew the answer, but I wanted to hear him say it.

'Because I like her. I really, really like her.' Finn sighed and ran a hand through his hair. 'I think this is the first time I've said that out loud.' He confessed. I agreed with him.

'Tell me about her? What is she like?' I so wanted to learn about the girl that turned my otherwise so carefree friend into this ball of nerves. She must me something.

'Oh, Lord. She's so many things.' He exclaimed, with an awe like sigh. 'She's sweet, she's smart, she's extremely talented and she's crazy beautiful. She has this ridiculously bright eyes, kind of like yours actually, just that they are green. Blazing green. I haven't seen anything like it.' He smiled. A dreamy look had found its way on his face. Okay, now I needed to meet this girl. I've never seen him look, or sound like that. But I wasn't going to press for more. Not tonight. At best, I was going to freak him out. 'God, those three will make fun of me endlessly and tease me mercilessly, if they heard me right about now.' He pointed at Logan, Colin and Robert who were sitting across from us, and gave a laugh that didn't quite reach his eyes.

'No, they won't.' I quickly refused, but even as I said it I knew I was talking bullshit. Yes, they will, and Finn knew them well enough to know that. 'Yeah, they will.' I finally gave in, and we both laughed. 'But you know they do it with love, right?' I asked with a smile.

'I know.' He said smiling back

'And you know damn well that you would be doing the same, if it was any one of them in this exact same predicament. Actually I'm pretty certain that you did exactly that when Logan started dating me.' I said giving him a look.

'You have a point.' He admitted with a laugh. We spent a few moments looking each other in the eyes and sharing a smile. 'You know I'm here for you, right? Whatever you need, love?' The tenderness in his eyes and his voice, brought tears to my eyes. I took a deep breath to try and compose myself, before answering him.

'Right back at you.' I said and I meant it. Big time. With that he pressed me closer to him once again, but this time I too wrapped my hands around his middle and hugged him tight.

Our night finished when we got back in the apartment around five o'clock. After we left Upstairs around midnight we went to one of Finn's night clubs Downtown. There the boys kept drinking, until they made sure they drank the all the alcohol the club had in stock. There was a new up-and-coming band playing, promoting their new album that night. I had to admit they were pretty amazing. We were having fun. We were dancing and laughing, and then dancing again. We were being young. And the feeling of it was amazing.

When we got back in Logan's apartment, I was still riding high on the excitement. Logan was pretty drunk, but not drunk enough to keep him from taking a long hot shower with me. We got into bed with drops of water still streaming down our bodies. Logan fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. I curled up in his arms, kissed his lips and fell asleep, feeling content from seeing how the pieces of our life were starting to fall into place.

What do you think? I hope it was worth the wait. :) Just so you know, I fully intend for the boys to be a really big part of this story. But, because I am partial to Finn (it may have something to do with his accent), you are probably going to see a whole lot more from him than the other two. I really hope that is something you would enjoy. To my readers: thank you again, and I'll see you soon! :)