A/N: Hey guys! Me again. Hope you like my new story! I know I haven't finished my other stories yet but this idea just popped into my head--had to get it out. :D

Disclaimer: I don't own.

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"Hey Leigh. Guess what?" Nikki sits down next to Rory.

"I told you to stop calling me that." Rory protests, sighing.

"I can't help it! You shouldn't have told me your middle name."

"I didn't tell you, you stole it!" Rory gets up and heads down the sidewalk.

Nikki jogs after her. "I didn't steal it. I saw it on the slip. Anyway it doesn't matter."

"Right. It doesn't matter. So 'Rory', okay?"

"I've known you for three years, can't I at least call you something different?" She sighs.

"No. Now what were you gonna say?"

"Oh!" Only then does she remember. "You're staying with me!" She jumps up and down.

"You mean I actually get to meet your pretend husband?" Rory says excitedly with fake enthusiasm.

Nikki pouts. "He's not pretend!"

"So why haven't I met him yet?"

"Because…he's busy!" Beat. "He's not exactly a people person."

"Right." Rory starts off down the sidewalk again. "Besides why would I stay with you?" She asks curiously.

Nikki stops Rory. "I already talked it over with Logan and—"

"Why would you talk it over with Logan?" Rory cuts her off.

"—he's fine with it." She continues as if she hadn't been interrupted. "We both decided that it would be easier to do the piece."

"How could you decide that? When did you decide that?" Rory asks hysterically. "'We'? Who's 'we'?" She asks even though she knows it refers to both Nikki and Logan. "I thought that me and you were doing the piece, not you and Logan." She turns and walks blindly into the street and the car blows her. Nikki quickly follows and the car blows again.

"Rory, come on. We were just trying to help." She starts. "It'll be fun come on, Ror." She emphasizes the name.

"You'll hardly even be there." Rory counters.

"I only have to go in the office in the mornings until about one, two, three maybe." Beat. "Or four." Rory rolls her eyes. "And I said 'Rory' doesn't that earn me some brownie points."

"Maybe." Rory replies evasively. "What will your husband say?"

"He'll barely notice you're there." Nikki assures her.

Rory nods.

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"She can't stay here!" Nikki's husband, Jess shouts.

Nikki sighs frustrated. "Why the hell not?"

"Because…she just can't!" Beat. "She'll get in the way!"

"Of what?" Nikki asks. "The furniture?"

He ignores the sarcasm. "Work."

Nikki throws her hands up. "You're hardly ever here! And when you are, you're in the office."

"I refuse to feel like a prisoner in my own house!" He continues.

"Well that's just too damn bad because she's staying here whether you like it or not!" She storms off dramatically.

"Nik," He goes after her. "Just, look, we don't know anything about her—"

"She's my friend, Jess." She turns around abruptly. "That should be enough."

He sighs and puts his hand over his jaw. "Sure, fine. Whatever."

Nikki walks upstairs as Jess walks back to his office.

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A/N: Leave me a review please. Good or bad. This was just an intro to the story so the next chapter will be longer. :D