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"No I haven't heard from her. No one has heard from her." It had been four weeks since Rory had asked him to leave and not come back. He had tried calling her several times the following week, but she just ignored his calls. Even when he called from other phones, it was like she could sense it was him.

Logan had even tried confronting Emily and Richard about her, but even they had asked him to stop coming over.

"We need her to heal, Logan." Emily had come to the door after the maid let her know he was at it. "If she doesn't want you around, we must respect her wishes. As much as I want my granddaughter to get better I cannot push her. She has lost her mother. There is no way I can ask her to just get over that."

Logan had left at Emily's request. He knew there was no sense trying to fight her. He didn't, however, stop trying to think of ways to help her.

He was currently at the bar with Colin, Finn, and Stephanie. "I did all I could, but she didn't respond to anything. Last time I saw her she was spending her savings on drugs." Logan rested his head in his hands. "I did everything to try to help her; to fix what was going on."

"That's your problem, mate," Finn suddenly spoke up, "you can't fix it."

Logan gave him a confused look. "Finn what are you going on about?"

Finn stood from his seat. "She's not a trinket you can glue back together. She's a person who is very broken on the inside. She needs time."

"She's had plenty of time, Finn. She needs to get back out there, get back to school. That's the only way she'll be fixed. I understand the need to mourn but now she's just wallowing in her sorrow."

"Wow Logan, tad harsh don't you think?" Stephanie chimed in.

"She lost her mom for Christ's sakes," Colin added.

Logan ran his fingers through his hair. "Look I'm not trying to sound like an asshole, but people lose their parents every day. It's not that I think she should just wake up and be happy, but she should at least make an effort."

Logan, Colin, and Stephanie continued their conversation; none of them realized that Finn had left the bar.

Finn took a giant gulp of air once he made it outside. It had taken every bit of his self-control to not take a swing at Logan. He had really pissed Finn off. Who the fuck did he think he was? How the fuck could he just down-play Rory's loss? Of course Logan wouldn't understand; he had never loss anyone close to him. Hell if he'd lost one of his parents he'd probably be relieved.

How would he know if she was making an effort or not? No one knows what goes on in people's heads. She could be trying her best, but sometimes that's just not enough.

Finn made his way down the street. He contemplated calling a cab, but decided not to. He felt the need to walk off some of his anger.

By the time he made it back to his apartment it was 4:00am. He hadn't planned on getting back that late, but he had gotten lost in his thoughts and ended up on the other side of town.

When he got to his apartment he found that the door was open slightly. He could hear two people shouting inside. He hung back in the hallway.

"I cannot fucking, believe you would ask me such a ridiculous question. Are you stupid?" That was Logan's voice.

"I didn't come here to be insulted." That was Rory's. What was she doing here this late? "I thought given our history you would help."

"Why the hell would I want to help you continue to hurt yourself?"

"I'm not hurting myself. I'm trying to feel better. I hurt when I'm sober. The only time I almost don't hurt is when I have my stuff."

"You're pathetic, Rory. You are not the girl I thought you were. The girl I fell in love with. The girl I loved would have toughed this out. She would beat this depression." Logan's voice dripped with disgust.

After a long moment of silence Rory finally spoke, "The girl you knew is gone." Her voice was a barely audible whisper.

"I guess she is."

Finn had just enough time to not look like a creeper before Rory came through the door. She made brief eye contact with Finn before heading towards the elevator. Without thinking Finn hastily took after her. "Rory, wait."

She probably wouldn't have stopped if the elevator wasn't the only way down from their level. "What do you want Finn?"

Finn didn't let her aggressive tone bother him. "How did you get here?"

She didn't answer right away. He could tell she was becoming increasingly frustrated at the speed of the elevator. It didn't help either that they were on the 10th floor. After another few seconds of silence she finally answered, "I've been here since 11:00. I took the bus. Logan didn't get home until an hour ago."

Seriously? Fin thought to himself. What kept him out that late? "Would you like a ride home?"

The elevator finally arrived and the two of them stepped in.

"Finn, I'm fine. I'll just walk to the nearest 24hr diner and wait it out until the buses start up again. It's Saturday so they should start around 9:00am."

"Oh sure, luv, I'm going to let you sit alone in a diner when I am perfectly capable of taking you home. Not gonna happen."

"Finn…"She tried to object, but he cut her off.

"End of discussion, Rory." He guessed his tone finally got through to her, because she didn't try to object again.

They made it out of the building and to Finns car. Once seated, they took off.

After a few minutes of silent driving, Finn heard Rory's stomach growl. "Are you hungry, luv?"

She glance at him, "A bit, but I can wait until I get home."

"Nonsense, I know a great diner about 3 blocks away."

"Finn, really I can wait." Rory's voice had a sense of pleading to it.

"Rory, that's two hours away. It won't hurt us to stop and eat. Especially since neither of us has probably eaten since 11:00." He offered her a soft smile.

"I don't have much money." She looked at her hand with embarrassment.

"It's on me, luv. No arguments," he added when he saw she was about to protest.

She quietly nodded her head and looked out the window.