TIMING IS EVERYTHING.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything related to Glee or 'Dalton' by CP Coulter.

Author's Note: Hi everyone, this is a bit of a different look at Jogan just because I wondered what a domestic life for them would be like. I'm not sure how correct or authentic it is but this is just a bit of experimenting. Hope you enjoy: ) Oh, and sorry this chapter is quite short!

CHAPTER 1

"Babe?"

Logan didn't answer and I waved a hand in front of his face to get his attention. This finally worked and he turned to look at me, "Huh?"

"What happened? You just zoned out." I asked worriedly.

He gave a shake of his head and placed a smile on his face, "Sorry, just…thinking."

I let his pathetic excuse go and relinked our hands as we continued our walk, from our weekly grocery shopping on a Monday afternoon, down the street back to our apartment.

"Okay… So I'm guessing you didn't hear a word of what I've been saying for the past five minutes."

He gave me an apologetic smile and replied, "Not so much…"

Why was he acting so strangely?

"I was reminding you that that lunch that I have to go to is at noon on Friday and that you still have to find something to wear because you promised you would come with me."

He nodded and pulled out his keys as we approached the apartment, "Right. Okay, I'll find something tomorrow."

"Send me a picture of whatever you choose before you buy it please. I don't want a repeat of that dinner last year." I took the two packets of groceries from him while he unlocked the door and held it open for me.

He closed the door and followed me to the kitchen where we unpacked simultaneously. It was a routine that we had perfected over eight years of living together(five of those being married), he put the milk and juice away while I did the vegetables and bread. We moved around the kitchen efficiently while he continued our conversation, "I thought that you would like those pants. Hey, where's the toothpaste?"

I found it in the packet I was unpacking and threw it to him, "Here. I liked them well enough, they just weren't exactly appropriate for a dinner with your parents. Are you sure you didn't want the mango juice instead of orange?" I noticed that he had bought a bottle of mango juice whereas he normally always bought orange.

"Maybe they weren't appropriate for a dinner with my parents but I know that you still loved them. I guess I needed a change." he said with a shrug of his shoulders and put the bottle into the door of the fridge.

"Hmm.", I said to both strands of the conversation and we finished unpacking in peaceful silence.

I didn't even bother to ask to make him coffee as I pulled out two mugs from the cupboard. We always had coffee after our grocery shopping.

"I'll pass on the coffee today." he said as he walked out of the kitchen and flopped down on the couch to watch TV.

"What? Are you sure?" I asked. As I said, we always had coffee on Monday afternoons after our shopping. Something must be up for him to not want coffee.

"Yeah, just not feeling like it.".

I walked into the lounge with my steaming mug and sat down next to him to watch TV.

I picked up the remote and changed the channel to something that wasn't the creepy crime channel.

"I was watching that!", Logan protested as soon as I had changed the channel.

"You know I hate those crime documentaries.", I said without looking at him. We never could agree on what to watch on TV.

"And you know I hate X-Factor reruns.", he grabbed the remote and changed the channel back. I grabbed it from him again and changed it back to my preferred channel. I waited for him to snatch the remote back but instead nothing happened and he just sat there with crossed arms, staring at the TV. What the hell is going on? He was supposed to take the remote away from me and then I was supposed to take it from him until one of us tried to distract the other by kissing the other and then we were supposed to have a nice and refreshing make out session on the couch to remind us that although we were an "old married couple", we were still as passionate as only Logan and I could be.

"Lo?"

He gave a start as if I had disturbed him from his thoughts. "What?"

Instead of answering, I scrutinised his face for any sign of what had him so distracted lately. I gave a shake of my head as I failed to pinpoint what the change was. "Never mind."

I knew that asking him outright would never get anywhere with Logan Wright. Instead I turned back to the TV and made an effort to pay attention to what was happening.

"You know, actually I'm really tired. I think I'm gonna go lie down." And with that, Logan got up and broke yet another of our traditions of watching some crappy TV together and enjoying each other's company.

A/N: Thanks for reading, tell me what you think! Next chapter will reveal what has Lo so on-edge :D -Cloey