Rory was sitting alone in a small quiet clearing away from all the kafuffle of the brigadiers working on notes for her article the sole reason she was here and not with Dean...Right? Truth be told things with Dean weren't working out the way she had hoped. Did she love him, of course but they weren't sixteen anymore and she was different – they were different and it wasn't working out this time. Now she just had to figure out how to tell him.

Completely lost in her thoughts of Dean, Rory hadn't noticed someone had sat beside her until a clattering fork on a plate made her jump and look towards the noise.

"What the hell Logan!" she exclaimed clutching the chest of her shirt trying to slow her heartrate back to a normal speed.

"Sorry Ace, I didn't mean to scare you." Logan smirked at her, his brown eyes glossy from alcohol and the cast of the lamp he had brought down with him. Truth was he really didn't mean to startle her he wanted to see how long it would take her to notice he was there, she had been so focused, but his fork slipped from his hand announcing his presence.

"What are you doing here Logan? Shouldn't you be up with blond and blonder?" Rory asked trying to shake off the feeling that had suddenly come over her thinking about Logan talking to a few of the female Life and Death Brigadiers.

"Jealous Ace?" Logan asked, setting down his plate he slid a little closer to Rory taking in her natural beauty trying to catch the emotion the flit across her face as he did.

Rory thought for a moment. Was she jealous of the line of girls Logan inevitably had waiting for him? No I can't be… she scolded herself I have Dean, I have no right to be jealous…bringing her back to her earlier thoughts that she and Dean weren't working. If she was being truly honest with herself she really did like Logan. She liked that he challenged her and was intellectually on the same field and the electricity that she felt from his heat as he slid closer to her. As much as he drove her crazy it was crazy in the best way possible.

So she simply responded "So what if I am?"

"All you have to do is ask Ace." Logan was shocked by her response but he'd be damned if he let her see that. Despite his words though he never let Rory answer, he slid in closer making the small space that was left between them disappear. Logan slid a hand up to her face cupping her cheek tenderly looking to her baby blues for permission.

All thoughts of Dean left her mind as Logan's skin touched hers. She gazed into his eyes for a moment before she closed her eyes and leaned closer to him. That was all the reassurance Logan needed to finally get a feel of the lips he's been dreaming of since their original verbal battle back at her dorm. The kiss was more than either had expected. Logan has kissed his fair share of women being as popular with the ladies as he is but never has he felt anything like this. Her lips were warm and soft, hesitant yet demanding as she pushed against him with her body deepening the kiss. Logan fought for dominance licking her lips asking for entrance that she gladly gave him, Rory was lost in the moment. She had never been kissed like that before, had never felt the urge for more right then. With Dean it was always calculated and felt sure, it was not passionate and electrified.

Logan knotted a hand into Rory's hair sufficiently welding her lips to his as he felt her hands start to roam his chest and back. As Logan's other hand began to play with the hem of her shirt Rory felt like she was doused with a bucket of cold water she pulled apart from Logan abruptly.

"I'm sorry Logan," she panted trying to catch her breath "I can't do this right now." Rory watched as Logan's face fell slightly before he regained his composure.

"It's all good Ace," he said feeling disappointed and something else he couldn't place. "Let me guess, Farm Boy?" he said turning away slightly to put some distance between them and picking his dinner back up.

"Logan—"

"No, don't worry about it, seriously Rory no big deal." However for some reason it was a big deal. Logan didn't want to go and find one of the blonds he was talking to earlier anymore like he had planned before he came down to find Rory. He just wanted his Ace.

"Logan please just listen to me." Rory waited until he turned back to her so she knew she had his full attention. "That shouldn't have happened," she saw Logan's face fall ever so slightly but she was hoping that would change soon. "I wanted it to happen Logan don't get me wrong, but it shouldn't have happened like that." She saw that she had peaked Logan's interest in her words. "I am still with Dean, though that isn't really working. I want to try whatever this is with you Logan but I need to end things with Dean first. I can't let things go on the way they are and that can't happen again until I've rectified the situation." Logan was yet again amazed at Rory's rambling abilities. She was about to start again when Logan pulled her into another kiss barely brushing her lips.

"Last one I promise," he said lingering millimeters from her lips only to lean in one last time to kiss her more thoroughly as they heard singing voices drafting over to them from the brigadiers. Just as Rory was starting to reel from the kiss and wanting more Logan stood up and started backing away. "Sorry Ace had to stop your rambling, you were making me dizzy." With that last quip Logan walked away leaving a very confused and slightly out of breath Rory sitting in the warm glow of the lantern.