Someday, Ace [Rory & Logan]

4.Message

[Rory]

I have been running around like crazy ever since this morning. Major developments on the campaign have all of us reporters scrambling to get our articles submitted first.

I have barely had any time to think about anything other than punctuation and run on sentences since breakfast. The distraction from my ever aching heart has been welcomed with open arms but I can already feel the ache creeping back to the surface.

Finally, having just hit Send on the email containing my piece I can breath. Looking around the hotel conference room we are occupying, I see most of the other reporters are still typing away trying to meet their deadlines. Pulling out my phone, a blue flashing light catches my eye. I had planned on checking in with my mom but now I might as well check this message.

"You have one unheard message. First unheard message: 'I am calling for a Ms.Rory Gilmore. My name is Susan, I am a nurse at Columbia Presbyterian Hospital in Manhattan. A patient by the name of Logan Huntzberger has requested I try to reach you, none of his emergency contacts have been able to come. If you would like any information or to come see him please call back at this number. Thank you!"

.........why would he have them call me? What's happened to him? Oh my god has he done another stupid stunt? I bet he has. He is probably hoping I will come and take care of him since no one else will and then as soon as he doesn't need me anymore he will push me right back out. Nope. Not this time. I am standing my ground.

Well. I guess I should call and at least make sure he isn't dying or something right? Before I could stop myself I was calling the hospital back.

"Columbia Presbyterian, Manhattan, how may I help you?"

"Hi I'm looking for someone that can tell me how Logan Huntzberger is doing. I just got a message from someone named Susan telling me to call," I rattle off at the woman on the phone.

"Ah yes let me transfer you, please hold," she says as elevator music starts to play. It doesn't last long before someone picks up.

"Hello?" Says a raspy voice and at once I regret this call.

"Umm hi," I mumble softly.

"Ace? Is that you?"

"Yeah. It's me. Are you okay? Are you dying? Why did you have then call me?" I fire my questions at him, barely taking a breath between.

"I'm okay, feel like crap but okay. I'm not dying. They called because I had to give then someone else since my parents are once again boycotting coming to see me so here I am. I'm sorry, if I'd known how much of a bother calling you would have been in wouldn't have had them do it."

"No it's ok I'm just confused. Not even Honor will come?"

"Nope. Vacation with Josh on some island out of cell range. It's okay Rory, you don't need to come. I get it."

"If you need me to come I will come. We are not far from Manhattan right now, I could be there in an hour," I offer, not sure whether or not I want him to take me up on it. On one hand I want to see him and on the other I know it will only make the heartbreak worse knowing he is so close yet so far away.

"If you want you can come, I'm not forcing you to. It'd be nice to see you though Ace," I can hear his voice break a bit at the end.

"Um yeah let me just get my stuff and I'll head that way, need me to bring anything?"

"No just having someone here is more than enough. Thanks Ace."

And with that the line went dead.

What have I gotten myself into?