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When she reached his door, she took a deep breath and hesitated. She couldn't believe what she was about to do.

The two weeks after Finn's party had been amazing. They had spent so much time together. They had run ins at the coffee cart every morning and he always seemed to be in the newspaper room when she'd go in to do work. Of course he spent the whole time trying to distract her and his mere presence always sent Doyle over the edge so they never stayed long, forcing her to write her articles somewhere else to avoid Doyle's wrath. He even took her out several times for dinner and slept over on a few occasions, though he was always gone when she would wake up.

They had a great time together. That's probably why she was so confused when it stopped. He stopped talking to her, stopped going to the newsroom, stopped getting coffee at the coffee cart, stopped calling her or taking her calls and simply stopped seeing her. At first, she wasn't that concerned, figuring he had gotten busy with school work or the Life and Death Brigade. However, when a few days turned into a week, she knew there had to be more to it than him being busy.

She had gone to Stars Hollow for the weekend in hopes that some quality time with her mom would get her mind off Logan. Paris showing up had put a damper on her plans. On the other hand, by preventing Paris from calling Doyle, Paris had prevented her from calling Logan.

They didn't intend on getting drunk, especially that early in the morning, but lamenting about their current situations had gotten them depressed and they felt it appropriate to drown their sorrows in the punch that Miss. Patty had provided. The combination of the booze, Paris leaving and the fact that she missed him had led to her dialing his familiar number.

In the end, his voice mail greeting was what broke her. She had spent the last two weeks in a rather deep depression about their time apart only to find out he was going club hopping. How could he be having fun when she was so miserable? What was wrong with him? Was he just heartless by nature or did it take practice to be so cruel?

She had laid in her bed with her head in her mom's lap crying as her mom stroked her hair to comfort her for almost an hour. When she finally stopped crying, they had a long mother-daughter talk. She realized that she had been in denial when she told Logan she could handle a no strings relationship. She wasn't that kind of girl and no matter how much she liked Logan, she knew that she couldn't keep compromising herself for him.

Shaking her head to clear the events of the last two weeks out of her mind, she took another deep breath and knocked on the door. When she heard footsteps making their way to the door, she felt her heart begin to race. Just as the door was opening, she felt all of her anxiety hit her like a punch in the stomach and before she knew what was happening, she passed out.