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A/N: Sorry it took so long. I should be doing more writing now, though.

Chapter Seven: The Dry Spell

"Do you want to go to Dooses and get some food?" Lane suggested, sitting with Rory in her bedroom. Rory shook her head, sighing heavily. They had been sitting, with bored expressions on their faces, atop Rory's bed for fifteen minutes. Neither of them had much interest in any particular activity and both were a bit down. Rory was missing Logan terribly and Lane and Dave were taking a break. The latter was Lane's fault, she became frightened that things were advancing so quickly. Basically, she freaked.

"This sucks," Rory complained, lying her head down on her pillow. Lane followed suit, lying next to her.

"What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean," she gestured to the two of them lying side by side, "this. We are intelligent and strong women, and yet our moods are completely controlled by men,"

"My mood is not controlled by Dave. I create my own mood. Right now I am feeling bitchy because...," she trailed off, unable to think of an adequete answer.

"Because?"

"Because...well...Brandon Flowers from the Killers got married and it completely ruins the whole rock and roll thing the band had going on,"

"The lead of Greenday is married and they are extremely rock and roll. I even think he has children,"

"So not the point,"

"Why can't rock and roll groups include mairrage? Is it not radical enough? I've seen some pretty radical marriages Lane. Think of Babette and Maury,"

"Do you miss Logan?" Rory sighed, silently reminding herself that it had only been two weeks since she'd last seen Logan. It was not even possible for her to miss him to the degree that she was.

"Not really," she lied, although her hesitation before was enough for Lane to understand.

"I miss Dave," Rory turned her head away from Lane and looked up at her ceiling, not knowing the words to soothe her friend because she was going through the exact same thing. How can someone ease a person's grief when they themselves are consumed by it? Both were so engrossed in the blank ceiling that neither noticed Lorelai standing at the doorway, staring at the two in horror.

"What the hell happened to you two?" The girls sat up lazily, Rory getting up quicker, smoothing her hair down.

"I broke up with Dave," Lane droned, wiping a smudge off of her glasses.

"Seperation from Logan is a bit harder than I expected," Lorelai shook her head, stalking towards them and grabbing their arms. Jerking them up she marched them to the kitchen, sitting them down with surprising force.

"Okay, first of all I am giving you coffee, lots of coffee. This whole mopey act is not going to work. Next, we are going to do something fun tonight,"

"We can't decide on anything," Rory explained, "we've been trying for the past fifteen minutes,"

"Oh, you're not picking anything," Lorelai clarified with a grin, "I'm picking it all,"

"Mom, why don't we just have a movie night or something?" Rory offered, "I don't think we're in the mood do go out," Lorelai shook her head, pouring all three large steaming cups of coffee.

"Do you think I am going to let you two defame our proud tradition of movie nights with your depressing attitudes? No way! We are doing something fun tonight and you will enjoy it," Rory took her coffee, handing the other to Lane.

"Do we have to?"

"Yes," Lorelai said with a smile, nodding her head firmly, "tonight is mandatory fun. And you, my darling daughter with her Chilton education, have to know what mandatory means. As do you Lane, in spite of your mother an everything,"

"No choice," The two girls droned together. Lorelai smiled triumphantly.

"Exactly, now drink your coffee and start thinking of ways to get out of tonight. I'll be sure to veto each one!"

"We're at Westons?" Rory gaped, disappointed in her mother's uninventive choice, "This was your genius idea?"

"They have good food,"

"I'm sorry Lorelai. But I doubt this is really going to brigthen our moods," Lorelai smiled knowingly, glancing over her shoulder at a nearby table.

"Oh, I think it just might," Lane looked at the table and saw Dave sitting at it, to her delight alone.

"What's he doing here?"

"I called him," Lorelai replied easily.

"You called him? Lorelai, you-"

"I know you miss him. I was sort of eavesdropping on you and Rory, and it really worked to your advantage this time. That table's for you and him hun. Go talk to him,"

"What if I'm scared?" Lorelai reached over and squeezed her hand gently.

"We're all a little scared at times Lane. You just need to take that jump. You can do it," Lane smiled, standing up and walking towards the table. Rory found, to her delight, that seeing Lane pursue Dave brightened her spirits a bit. It seemed she was getting happiness with Lane.

"Doesn't that make you happy," Lorelai said, watching Dave and Lane with a grin.

"Yeah," Rory admitted, "It does,"

"Lane," Dave said softly upon her sitting down in front of him.

"We need to talk,"

"Yeah, that is the consensus," Lane smiled slightly, nodding.

"I guess it is. I'm just sorry it took me so long to come around,"

"That's okay. Just talk, give me your reasons for this break. You never really explained it,"

"I'm scared," Lane said honestly.

"Of me?"

"No, of this," She said, gesturing to the both of them, "I'm afraid of losing it; which in my fear I did. So basically, me afraid was really stupid, but I still am. I had a bad break-up before Dave. His name was Henry and I really like him, really liked him. He broke up with me because of my mom and I was devestated. I don't want that to happen to us. I didn't want to go through that. So I figured I would end it before things became too serious,"

"What makes you think I would break up with you?" Dave asked after hesitation, eyes bearing into hers.

"Because I figured taht was the only possible ending. You do know Dave, that you are way too cool for me," He laughed at that, shaking his head.

"Nah, it's the other way around. You have your own band, Lane," She nodded with a smile.

"Yeah, I do,"

"And as of now, I think I can handle your mother,"

"She already hates you from the Bid-A-Basket," Lane blurted out, wincing after she said it. He chuckled, nodding in agreement.

"You're right, but she'll come around. I'm pretty good with adults,"

"So," Lane began, feeling her nerves mount, "will you put up with me again?" He smiled, taking her hand over the table and kissing it.

"Yes, but only if you'll put up with me," She laughed as he leaned over the table and she followed suit, pressing her lips, finally, to his.

Rory watched Lane and Dave make up, feeling her own heart lurch for a similiar reunion between her and Logan. Seeing them together made her own predicament worse, being able to visualize exactly what she was missing. It hurt more than she expected. Lorelai noticed her daughter's pained expression and rubbed her shoulder sympathetically.

"You know, I would've brought Logan here if it weren't for your little one month rule,"

"I know," Lorelai was silent for a moment and Rory knew it was coming.; her mother's rebuttal to the one month rule.

"Rory hun, are you sure that you should wait?"

"Yes,"

"But you miss him like crazy. Doesn't that prove to you enough that he's not a rebound?"

"I have to wait,"

"Rory, while I applaud your restrain this is getting ridiculous. You've been mopey ever since the Bid-A-Basket and I can see you're hurting. Just call him,"

"I need to wait. That'll give him time,"

"What do you mean 'give him time'?" Rory sighed, not exactly wanting to explain everything to her mother.

"Well, I'm giving him an out,"

"An out?"

"I am giving him one month to stray. This is his chance to run and I need to give it to him,"

"Hun, he's not going to run. You could've reeled him in that first day at Yale and he wouldn't have run. He's crazy about you,"

"I'll know for sure after this month,"

"What do you want him to do? Sleep with a bunch of girls before comitting to you?"

"No, of course not. I just want to give him proper time to decide whether or not he wants to be with me,"

"You're insane,"

"I am your daughter," Lorelai smiled, shrugging.

"True, but I would've called," she took a sip of her drink, silently thinking that if she found out Logan went on a sex spree during the month that she would personally kill him.

"Dude, she is so hot!" Colin poked Logan's arm, pointing out a leggy blonde, "so hot," Logan shook his head.

"I'm spoken for,"

"She gave you month Logan,"

"Yes, so that she can feel comfortable in our relationship, not so I can jump the bones of every lanky blonde,"

"Do it while you can,"

"Why don't you go screw her then? All I want is Rory, that's it," Colin shook his head, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Man, she's got you whipped," Logan shrugged.

"That's how I want it. You should meet her Colin. She's fantastic," Colin nodded, his eyes on the blonde.

"Alright, I will but right now I'm going to go meet that girl," He clapped Logan on the shoulder and then headed off towards the blonde. Logan sighed, sitting down at the now discared table. He wanted Rory. Every part of him wanted her but he couldn't. Not yet. One month, she had harped over and over again. One month and then he would have every he wanted. He didn't want to wait though. He had waited long enough, longer than he'd ever waited for a girl. Hell, he never waited for anyone. Two weeks was enough time. He stood up, cheered by his decision. He was done waiting.

"So full," Rory complained, walking with Lorelai back to their house. They had eaten a hearty dinner and then in her state of depression she downed two full desserts.

"I'm proud of you Rory," Lorelai replied with a grin , "you ate even more than your mother. And I am a champion eater,"

"I don't know how you do it,"

"A lot of pepto bismol," As they got the the front of the house she saw Logan and stopped, "Uh Rory, looks like there's someone to see you," Rory, too, saw Logan and walked to him immediatly. Lorelai went past them into the house, sure to spy through the window.

"What are you doing here?"

"I missed you," She smiled softly.

"You did?"

"Yeah," he shrugged with the word, his simple action looking so darn cute, "and that for that reason alone I think that we should stop all this waiting,"

"Logan,"

"It's ridiculous Ace, and you know it. If this is just some front to keep me at arms length then-"

"No," she said firmly, grabbing his hand, "it's not. I'm just afraid,"

"Of what?" She thought of Lane earlier, and saw that she had done the exact same thing. She'd pushed Logan away.

"It's not important, I jsut know that I'm not afraid anymore," she smiled, feeling that everything was falling into place, "you coming here tonight chased away all my fears,"

"That was extremely corny, Ace," she laughed, playfully slapping his arm.

"So," he began again, "is this dry spell finally over?" Indecicision flashed on her features as she shifted awkwardly.

"I don't-" Fed up with her talking he silenced her by crashing his lips to hers. At first she didn't respond but then he felt her kissing him back. She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him as he had never been kissed before. He'd had a decent amount of kisses in his life, but no one kissed him as Rory did. In each kiss he felt as if he was connected to her, her lips mirroring the feelings he was feeling. She pulled away, smiling sheepishly.

"So, I'm kind of starting to reconsider the waiting," Rory mused.

"Starting to, clearly I haven't kissed you enough," she laughed as he kissed her again, arms wrapped tightly around her waist.

"Alright, I am completely sold on not waiting," Logan smiled at her words, kissing her on the forehead tenderly.

"Good, because I don't know if I could have waited any longer. You're really something Ace, you know that?" She smiled up at him, ecstatic that the month had ended, even if it was a week or two early.

A/N: I know..corny. But I, myself, was tired of waiting for the month to end :-) Sorry for the long wait, I hope you enjoyed it!