This is a one-shot sequel to "Happier Endings". A prelude of their first meeting, after they decided to get back together. This won't be a multi-chapter story, but I'll surely do at least a couple of encounters, preceding their wedding. Rogan. Post Season 7.


"So,you're going to be in DC this weekend?" Logan asked her on the phone.

"Yes. I'll be arriving at 4 o'clock in the morning. There will be a press conference at 9 am., which should end around 11 a.m. After that, I'm free until Tuesday." Rory answered. She was nervous. This would be the first time she and Logan would meet after the day he went searching for her in Stars Hollow, almost 2 months ago.

"Ok. Well, I have a meeting Friday morning in San Francisco. If I take an 11 am flight, I should be in DC at around 5 pm, with enough time to take you to dinner. So, where are you staying?" He asked, already planning where he would take her.

"Well, Grandma book me a room at the Willard. She says it's the only decent hotel close to the White House and National Mall, and even though I told her that I didn't need something that fancy, she wouldn't take no for an answer. She said it has a beautiful view, and that, since I've been living out of crappy hotels since I left, I should stay in a nice one for a change, for my first break. And Grandpa said that they have the best coffee in town, and you know I have strict rules about coffee." Rory ranted, not even pausing to breath properly.

"And I have to tell you, so far, I've been able to rate the worst possible coffees that no one should submit themselves to drink. Especially in Utah. Great city, nice weather, but the coffee? Not too much." She continued, all the while praying for Logan to just interrupt her, because she couldn't seem to shut up. And the worst part was that she could almost see Logan's grin through the phone. Why did she had to be so nervous. It was only Logan, and they had stayed apart for longer than 2 months before, when he was sent to London. But this, this was different. She'd been sure that things would be back to normal when Logan came back from London. Now, now she was scared that, if they messed up, they'd be messing up their last chance. And she really didn't want to mess it up. She loved him. And she wanted to be with him.

"Wow. That was some speech you just gave. Just, take a breath, Ace!" He teased her. But he couldn't say that he wasn't nervous too. Not that he would be admitting it anytime soon, of course, but he was as nervous as Rory appeared to be. He was just better trained to hide it. It had been two months. Two months. Colin and Finn were right. He was a Huntzberger, and Huntzbergers didn't give up, they didn't let anything stand in the way of whatever they wanted, and Logan definitely wanted Rory. If what Rory wanted right now was a long engagement and a long distance relationship then that was what he would do. It took him awhile, but he was able to convince Rory that they deserved another chance, and that they could make it work. They had, after all, the whole future ahead of them, and she was not going to be on the road forever.

Sure, they had talked on the phone almost every other day, and they would exchange text messages and emails even more often. But he had been busy with the change to Palo Alto, and starting a new job, and he knew that Rory was having a hard time adapting to the hours on the road. So even though they talked almost everyday on the phone, they were usually quick calls, just to check in, and try to find a date to see each other and talk about their relationship. Or a quick "I love you/Thinking about you" text.

He knew it would be hard, when he made that proposition to her. It had been hard enough when he was in London and she was in New Haven, with Rory on the road, not knowing when her next break was going to be, it would be even harder. But he also knew that it would be better than breaking up. He shuddered just thinking about it. Nope. Breaking up was not an alternative. And having Rory quit her job was not an alternative either. So it was up to him this time to make the best of this situation and figure out a plan so they could be together. After all, he was the one with the stable job and reasonable hours. And Rory wouldn't be on the road forever. They just had to figure out a way to make those next two years work out, and then figure out what Rory was going to do after the election. Where would she want to go.

He figured that two years was time enough to build his business, and start thinking about an expansion. And he would figure out where to expand as soon as Rory figured out the next step in her career. They would reach a common ground, even if it took them awhile to get there.

"I'm breathing. I'm fine." Rory lied. I would be, if fine and nervous wreck where synonyms... She thought. She was not fine. She was almost hyperventilating. She needed to calm down, otherwise, she wouldn't survive the next few days, and they would not be able to figure out the rest of their lives.

"It's okay to be nervous, Rory." Logan said, trying to calm her down. "We said we would talk, and figure things out, even if it took us a while, and we'll do that. This weekend. That was our plan, and we're both sticking to it. It will be all right"

"I know. It's just... It's been two months Logan. We decided to get engaged, and to give it a try, and it took us what, two months to be able to see each other? What if it takes another two or three months to get together a second time?" She confessed.

"Well, are you having second thoughts?" Logan asked her, already knowing that she was not. They've had this conversation before, the first time they tried to get together, and had to change plans because of Rory's hectic schedule. He could understand Rory's insecurities, and he could help her get over them. God knew he had his share of insecurities too, and he was sure that Rory would get him through them too.

Rory looked at her engagement ring, currently placed at her nightstand, besides her other rings and earrings. She picked it up, and put in on her finger again. She took a deep breath and answered him.

"No. I'm really not. I'm just... afraid that this won't be enough for you." She told him, already knowing what his answer was going to be.

"Well, is it enough for you? At least for right now?" He asked her, knowing that she needed to figure it out herself that he wasn't going anywhere, anytime soon.

"It is." Rory answered, calming down just a little.

"Well, if this is good enough for you, then it's good enough for me too. I've already told you, Ace. We've tried the breaking up thing, and it didn't work very well for me. So, now we're trying this." Logan reassured her.

"Ok. We're doing this. We really are doing this. So, you'll be here at around 5pm?" She asked him. "And you're sure you're okay being here until Tuesday?" She asked.

"Yes. I'll meet you at the hotel, unless you want to meet me somewhere else." He told her. "And I've already talked to Larry and Sue. And they are okay with me coming back Tuesday, as long as they get a chance to meet you when you come to the San Francisco Rally."

"Okay. You can tell Larry and Sue that we'll have dinner together when the campaign hit California." She told him, smiling. Logan had told her about Larry and Sue. They were Logan's partners in the start-up company in Palo Alto, and had became fast friends. They knew about Logan and Rory long-distance relationship, and were very supportive. They were always asking when the Campaign Trail would be in California, so that they could finally meet.

"I'll tell them. They are dying to meet you, Ace." Logan smiled.

"Okay than. So, four days together. Starting this Friday." Rory said.

"And I'll take you to dinner Friday night. And we'll talk about the wedding, and what do we want to do, and what are our option?" He asked her, wanting to be sure that they were in the same page.

"Yes. We'll talk. And we'll figure out a schedule, a way to spend the next months..." Rory said, being the more practical one.

"We will, Ace. We surely will. So, we're all set? In four days, we are going to meet in DC and spend 4 whole days together?" Logan asked her, finally relaxing. He laid down, and closed his eyes, loosening his tie, and opening the top button of his shirt.

"We're set." Rory answered.

"Is there anything else that you wish to discuss right now?" Logan asked, a smirk starting to form on his lips.

"No, I'm all good now."

"Okay. So, what are you wearing?" Logan asked, trying to engage in a more pleasant conversation, one that would leave his both satisfied and starving for more at the same time.

"Logan!" Rory laughed, but she couldn't help the rush of emotions that coursed through her. She blushed just from imagining where this conversation would lead. They had plenty of those conversations before, while he was living in London.

"Do you want to know what I'm wearing? Or what I imagine you are wearing?" Logan continued, his voice already a bit lower from before. He was trying to figure out what kind of game they would be playing tonight.

"What do you think I am wearing, Logan?" Rory asked, her voice above a whisper, more from shyness than anything else. It always took her a while to loosen up and really get into the game. Last time, she described the lingerie set that Logan sent her, right after she left. This time, she was going to make him describe what he wanted her to be wearing this weekend.

"Me? I'm thinking you are wearing one of those sexy dress suits that I've seen you put on to go to work. With a really tight skirt, and high heels that makes your legs seem a mile long." Logan told her, while he got rid of his tie, and opened the remaining bottoms of his shirt. He knew that this time, it was going to be all about his fantasy, not hers.

This time, it was all about what he wanted, and what he could make her feel with only his words. Ans he loved to spur her on. He loved knowing that he could make her come apart just by describing to her what he wanted to do to her. And she usually reward him with a very satisfying image of his own fantasies. And so, he continued.

"And underneath it, you're wearing one of those lace thingies, with nothing underneath them."

"Logan!" Rory moaned on the phone, unable to say anything else.

"The kind of stuff you wear just to drive me crazy, that makes me want to take you right then and there, without even pausing long enough to undress you..." He continued, knowing what his fantasies were doing to her. Well, to both of them, actually.

"And you, you're just as frantic to have me. You're so hot, so beyond control, that you don't even care that we barely manage to get inside your hotel bedroom. You slam me against the door, knowing that I'll just reverse our positions, and pick you up, helping you wrap your gorgeous legs around me." Logan continued, imagining that she must be as close as he was to lose all control.

"Oh God." Rory whispered on the phone. "Oh God, don't stop, Logan." She was almost out of control right now. It's been too long since they had been together, and those late night calls only made her yearn for more. Logan had always had a way with words, always knew what to say to make her crazy with desire.

"I won't. I'll make you burn, and when you're feeling that you're too close to coming a second time, and when I fell that my legs will just give up, I'll carry you to your bed, with you still wrapped up around me, and make love to you until the next morning." Logan continued. They were silent for a couple of seconds, both of them trying to calm their heartbeats.

"I can't wait." Rory finally told him, already thinking about the lacy undergarment she was going to buy, to wear with her grey suit . "I miss you in my bed, Huntzberger."

"I miss you to, Ace. I miss you too."