A/N: This is my first fanfic, so please be nice to me. Review and I will love you forever. The pairings will probably end up being less Rory/Logan and more Rory/Jess. You just gotta love the bad boy!

Summary: Rory and Logan have a good life at Yale until a certain someone comes back from Rory's past. --Roll drama--

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"Hon," Lorelai whispered to Rory. "Rise and shine."

Rory moaned and pulled her comforter over her head. "Mmmnphh," she mumbled.

Lorelai stifled a laugh and watched her daughter squirm under the blankets. "I have coffee," she said and shook the cup a bit. A stray arm reached out of the tangle of bedsheets and Lorelei giggled. "It's Luke's…and you have to get up for it," Lorelai said as she walked backwards to the door.

"Coffee," Rory grunted, knowing her weakness. She opened one eye and glared at her mother. "That better be the best cup of coffee he's ever made."

"Always is, babe," Lorelai said as a matter-of-fact. Rory struggled to a sitting position in her childhood bed. The clock on her nightstand showed 8:30am in big red letters, as if it were mocking her. "You have to go to Yale soon, fall break is over…" Lorelai

Rory nursed her coffee and resented her mother's newfound love for the mornings, at least those that Luke opened the diner. Rory had the unfortunate pleasure of knowing that Lorelai couldn't sleep after a good-morning quickie. That was just a little TMI, but she was used to it by now. Luke and Lorelai had been engaged for a few months now and they were inseparable.

Rory sat up in her bed, savoring the last few sips of her coffee. When finished, she went into the kitchen and found her mom passed out on the table. "You cheater," she said as she poked Lorelai.

"Huh, what," Lorelai looked around questioningly. Her eyes focused on Rory and she smirked. "My secret's loose!" They smiled at each other for a bit and Rory poured her some coffee.

"I'm just gonna finish packing the rest of my stuff, then I have to go," Rory said as she headed back into her room. "My first class starts at noon…"

Lorelai leaned on Rory's door frame and watched her little girl pack away all her things. "Is Yale treating you well?"

Rory nodded. "It's cold," she laughed. "You still haven't fixed that!"

"I knew I was forgetting something," Lorelai sighed. "I could've been working on that instead of napping."

Rory picked up her bag and swung it over her shoulder. "I've got to go Mom," she hugged Lorelai and headed to the door. "Yale's calling!"

"So that's what that noise was," Lorelai laughed. "Go be smart, smartypants!"

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Rory stopped at Luke's for another cup of coffee before starting her hour drive to Yale. She listened to her iPod on the drive and by the time her playlist was over, she was at her dorm. Branford Hall was full of people moving in their clean laundry most likely done by their mothers. She smirked to herself, Rory did Lorelai's laundry when she was home…the dirty clothes were overflowing out of the laundry room. I guess Luke isn't a laundry man either. Probably has enough flannel shirts to last a month.

Doyle's,Rory read Paris' note on the door. She went inside and dropped her bag off in her room. It was only 11:00; she had 45 minutes until she had to leave for class. Rory opened her laptop and sat at her desk to continue the article she was writing for the Yale Daily News when an instant message popped up on her screen.

YaleMan302: Hey Ace. Colin, Finn and I are hosting a welcome back party tonight, you in?
Rory thought about it for a bit. Her article was due at four the next day, and she had a 10am class.
StarsDaughter: I don't know...
YaleMan302: You'll make the deadline, I swear.
StarsDaughter: You know me too well. I'll be there.
YaleMan302: See you at 8.
YaleMan302 has signed off.

Rory sighed and went back to her work before it was time to go to class. I just got back and I'm already in the swing of things. Thank God for good friends. She thought as she headed out of her dorm. Logan's, tonight at 8, she wrote on the whiteboard before leaving. Rory knew she'd be back to her room before she left, but Paris would probably stop by and she tended to freak out when she didn't know where Rory was. Rory also liked to invite Paris along, though she never came. Seemed like the right thing to do.

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Logan closed his computer and went out into the common room. "Rory's in for tonight," he announced to Colin and Finn who were sitting on the couch playing with the Playstation2.

"We'll be glad to see her again, mate," Finn said when he finished his turn. "I'm taking care of drinks, right?"

Logan nodded yes and asked, "Why wouldn't you?"

Finn laughed and turned back to his game. "Damn straight."

Logan shook his head and joined the guys on the couch. "Don't either of you have class?" He looked at his watch, it was nearing noon. "I mean, that is why we're here."

"The official school break must have messed with your head," Colin replied. "The question is, shouldn't you be at the paper?"

"You've got me there," Logan admitted his defeat. "I am so gonna win." He turned back to the TV.

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Rory went back to her room around 6 after two classes and around 3 hours at the paper. She was close to finishing her article and she was thinking of an appropriate ending when she arrived at her door. Rory absentmindedly searched her purse for her keys before she noticed the writing on the door.

Rory, 692-0064. Call me.

The writing looked familiar, but she couldn't place it. She found her keys, opened the door, and slung her bookbag on the couch before she took out her cell. Rory dialed the number and waited.

"Hey," a slow, deep voice came over the line.

Rory gasped, "Jess?"