A/N: So, this is my fist fanfic. Please let me know if it's awful. By the way, I don't own anything.
AU: Rory and Logan kept it casual. One day they had a huge blow out and haven't talked since. Rory found out that she was pregnant and had twins, a boy and a girl. When Luke and Loralai got married, Rory changed her name to Danes, the kids' too. After Richard and Emily died, Rory got everything, therefore the twins go to Chilton. And Rory is a novelist, she graduated from Yale two years later than expected, due to the pregnancy. The twins are now seventeen, thus Rory is 36-ish and Logan is 39-ish.
It's lonely at the top.
After graduating from Yale, Logan Huntzburger went to work for his father. He was groomed to be a newspaper man, and the job suited him. Logan wasn't stupid, nor was he untalented. In fact, some have argued that he's a better writer than his father. He writes with passion, the passion he used to live, he now put on paper. It's the management that bothers him. This is why he lived so recklessly in college, he knew that sooner or later he would be sitting in an office watching his employees take the world by storm.
He married once, to Charlotte Pope. She was a sweet girl who he thought he'd loved. They were happy, for a while. After the second miscarriage, though, he threw himself into work, and she drifted further and further away until there was really no point in keeping up the charade.
She married again a few years later, she was happy now and that pleased him. But he couldn't help but wonder where his happy ending had gone. Maybe he had walked right past her when he wasn't looking, or maybe she was one to the many girls he had left in his wake in his youth.
"Mr. Huntzburger, the kids from the AP contest are here," the speaker echoed into the cold office interrupting his thoughts.
"Thanks Alice, send them in." Great, he thought.
The Associated Press gives high school students a chance for a real internships in the news business; to get in you have to submit a portfolio and the finalists write a feature story on the public figure they are assigned. He felt like a jerk when these kids came in a treated him like some kind of god. He felt even more foolish that he had to sit and watch them make mistakes. That was the trick, the students are only informed of their subject a half hour before the interview, they need to learn to think on their toes.
Afterwards he would take them to lunch and get to know them a little.
The door opened and two seventeen year olds walked in, one girl and one boy. They looked similar, they had the same blond hair and vibrant blue eyes.
Where have I seen those eyes before? He thought, but quickly pushed it to the back of his head as he stood to greet them.
"Mr. Hutzburger, it's a pleasure to meet you," said the boy, "I'm Rick Danes."
"Good to meet you too, and please, call me Logan. And you are?"
"Lola Danes, sir. And before you ask, yes; we're twins," the pretty girl said with an eerily familiar smirk.
"Good to know, young lady. Well, why don't you two have seat and will get the hard part over with."
He was impressed, these two kids didn't seem the slightest bit intimidated by him, not even nervous. I think I'm going to like this one, he thought as he sat down behind his desk.
"Well Mr... Logan," Lola began almost embarrassed. "First things first, please spell your name for us."
Logan smiled. Damn, he thought as he spelled out his name. In six years these are the first kids that actually asked for a name check; they are by the book.
"Birthday?"
"June 3, 1983 " (A/N: I totally made that up)
"Where did you go to high school and college?"
It had been 45 minutes and the two teens looked as if they could keep asking questions until night fall. Logan was surprised, to say the least. Usually kids started to lose their focus after about 20 minutes. They were completely in their element, they were tag teaming him, and yet he still felt totally comfortable with them. They mixed in playful banter with their questioning. They were firing off their questions so rapidly, it was as if they knew exactly what the other was thinking.
These kids are going to go far.
"You said earlier that your wife had the hard task of getting you to slow down," said Rick. "Could you elaborate on that?"
Logan cracked a smile. Ahh, the good ol' days...
"Well, this may shock you, but I was not always the hardworking, focused, respected business man that you see before you," he began in his narrating voice. "Far from it, in fact."
"No! Logan Huntzburger was a playboy. Scandalous!" Lola teased good humoredly.
God, these kids are familiar, I just can't put my finger on it.
"You laugh now, but you should have heard the speeches I use to get from my father."
:Flashback:
"Logan ,you've got to get serious about your life. You graduate in six months! You're not going to be young and without obligations forever."
"I realize that father, which is exactly why I think you should back off. In a couple years you're going to have me chained to a desk in some office, I'd like to get a little living done in the mean time."
"It's going to be tough to chain you down to one of those desks if you have no idea what it's for."
"Oh come on dad! You and I both know that I can write, I am a Hutzburger after all."
"It's not your writing that concerns me, you're going to take over an entire corporation. It might help to know how to do something other than write."
Logan sighed. This was ridiculous, it was like Welfare for the wealthy. The first of every month you go in and get a reminder from 'the man' about how worthless you are.
"Have you even thought about your future Logan?" Mitchum began again. "I mean, do you honestly plan to keep up this lifestyle once you're in the real world?"
"Which lifestyle are you referring to now?" Logan spat. 'That hypocrite, he was doing the exact same thing at my age.
"Partying every night. Having a different girl on you're arm every day of the week," he sighed. "Rumor has it you've even got the Gilmores' granddaughter in the rotation now."
How did he know about her?
"These are habits you can't keep in the real world, son. God only knows how many potential associates you've driven away after treating their daughters, sisters, or wives like you do," Mitchum continued ranting.
'This is going to be a long night' Logan thought as he refilled his scotch.
:end of flashback:
"That bad , huh?"
"He wasn't a fan of how I lived my life, the drinking the conquests..." Logan shifted uncomfortably. It wasn't something he was very proud of.
"So, I bet he was happy when Charlotte came along.." Rick lead on, noticing Logan's discomfort.
"He was. But honestly, the process began before she showed up."
"Why don't you enlighten us."
"Well, there was this girl..."
end chapter 1
A/N: Let me know what you guys think. I can never evaluate my own work. BTW, the AP contest is completely fabricated.
I would love comments, suggestions, criticism. Please, please, please review. Katie