Summary: Post season 5 Rogan. Logan's thoughts and actions following the season 5 finale.

Disclaimer: I own nothing related to Gilmore Girls. I'm just bringing them out to play for awhile.

Rating: T

Story Title: A Siren's Tears

AN: Ok. This is my first ever fanfic of any kind, so please review but be gentle.:) I wrote it as a one-shot, but could possibly expand on it if enough people want me to. And yes, I know it's full of sap and fluff...it just came out that way sigh

This is a Logan POV. Italics denote Logan's thoughts.

A Siren's Tears

Logan's heart was breaking.

Next to him was the most beautiful, intelligent, perfect girl he'd ever met…and she had cried herself to sleep.

My Lorelai.

Out loud he only ever called her Rory or Ace but in his mind, she was his Lorelai, the siren that lured him away from everything he thought was happiness and led him to true joy at her side.

Look what I've done to you….he thought as he traced the path of dried tears on her soft cheek.

Though it had been his father who spoke the words that shattered her dreams, Logan still felt responsible. Mitchum Huntzberger was no fool. He knew Logan was serious about Rory. He knew Rory's ambitions of being a journalist were unacceptable for a Huntzberger wife. So he set in motion a chain of events that would make her acceptable. And if she lost her dreams in the process, well she'd have billions of dollars and a prestigious name to make up for it. Small price to pay.

Damn him.

Logan wanted to explain all this to Rory. He wanted to tell her that it was all a lie conceived by the Master of Deception, in order to give Logan what he wanted, and make him indebted to his father. He wanted to tell her… to make her believe it. And he had started so many times, but he choked on the words.

He was afraid of losing her. Afraid that if she knew the truth, saw the cancer that was his family, she would want nothing more to do with him. He wasn't accustomed to being conflicted like this. Usually he took what he wanted, did what made him happy, and to hell with the consequences. But the price of keeping what he wanted was too high this time. He couldn't do that to her. He had to tell her. He had to give her her life back—even if it meant she'd be out of his.

I'll make it up to you, I promise.

It was more than just Yale though. He needed to fix everything. He had so much to atone for, and there was no time like the present.

He kissed her forehead gently and his heart lurched as she sighed and snuggled deeper into her pillow, smiling softly. He rose from the bed, grabbing her cell phone off the bedside table and walked into the other room, shutting the door behind him.

The sun was sinking into the horizon, seeping in through the glass doors and bathing the room in scarlet. Logan scrolled through the contacts in Rory's phone until he found what he was looking for. He took a deep breath and pushed the send button. As it rang, his heart and mind raced, each trying to be the first to explode.

"Luke's," a harsh male voice came across the line.

"May I speak to Luke Danes please?" Logan hoped his voice didn't sound as shaky as it felt.

"You got 'im."

Here goes.

"Mr. Danes, this is Logan Huntzberger. I know we've only met briefly before, and not on the best of terms, but I was hoping you could help me."

Please don't hang up…please don't hang up…

"Did something happen? Is Rory ok?" came the panic filled reply.

Good job Huntz! Freak the man out why don't ya.

"Rory's not in any danger, Mr. Danes. But she's not ok. She hasn't been ok for awhile, and that's what I was hoping you could help me with."

"Help you with what?" Luke's tone was suspicious.

"She needs her Mother. It's killing her to not be able to talk to her and be with her. She cries. A lot. I'm really worried about her and—"

"If she's crying it's because of you! You've got a lot of nerve! You corrupted Rory! This whole situation never would have happened if it weren't for you and your limos and your alcohol and your friends and your father and the yacht stealing---" Luke interrupted.

Ace really wasn't kidding about that ranting thing.

"Mr. Danes I know!" Logan was talking louder now interrupting Luke. "I know it's entirely my fault! I regret every horrible thing that's happened to Rory because of me. But I can't regret being with her because she means—is everything to me! I'm trying to make things right. I will do everything in my power to convince her to go back to Yale in the fall, and I think I have a pretty good chance. But Rory isn't doing well without contact with her mother, and I'm betting her mother isn't doing so well either. I'm also betting she wouldn't talk to me."

"Safe bet," Luke confirmed.

"Alright. So, I have a plan to get them speaking again. That's where you come in. Are you willing to help?"

There was silence on the other end of the line, and Logan was afraid Luke had hung up, but then he heard plates clinking in the background.

"Mr. Danes?" Logan asked quietly.

"Call me Luke." Came the gruff reply.

AN: Let me know what you think!