Let me know if I should continue! This is my first time writing a fic, so I promise it will get better!

It's been 4 years since she had last talked to Logan Huntzberger. She has thought about him almost every one of those last 1,460 days but never got up the courage to call him…that was until right now.

"Just do it already you wimp!" Rory yells at herself as she holds her finger over the call button.

This is a phone call she has to make. One she knows she can't get out of. She knows her other partners would never let her live it down if she couldn't just suck it up and call the man who was too stubborn to wait for her that day under the shade of one of her formally favorite Yale trees.

As Rory thinks back to that fateful May day her finger slips and the phone starts ringing.

She realizes too late that the call was put through when she hears "Mr. Huntzbergers Office" on the other line.

She tried to stop it but a silent "shit" escapes from her mouth before she says "Um yes, hi can I speak to Log- er Mr. Hutzberger please?"

"May I tell him who's calling?" the receptionist Rory decides must be no older than 20 and severely blonde asks

"Um" Rory hadn't thought about who she would say was calling. She could tell the truth, but would he even want to talk to her? Maybe the last 4 years for him have been less torturous seeing that he did walk away from her. Oh God, was he married by now? Rory internally curses herself for deflecting the conversation whenever her grandmother brought up Logan Huntzberger.

"Excuse me, ma'am? Can you tell me who is calling so that I can let Mr. Hutzberger know?" the woman Rory instantly hates asked annoyedly.

"Sorry, um yes, tell him it is Ms. Gilmore." Maybe he will think it is Emily or Lorelei or maybe he has forgotten the name Gilmore all together…

"Hold please" interrupts Rory's internal panic for a millisecond, but the panic starts right back up when she realizes she will soon be talking to the man who walked away…the man she still loves. Pull it together Gilmore! You are not a lovesick college student anymore! You are a strong, independent woman who is starting her own online publication! You can do this! It is just one journalist talking to another journalist. That is all...

"Hello?" One word is all it takes for her to be snapped out of her momentary burst of self-confidence.

"Hello." Hello? All you have to say is hello? Use your words Rory!

"May I ask who I am speaking to because my secretary told me that a rambling woman named Ms. Gilmore was on the line for me, and I can't say I have gotten a phone call like this in at least 4 years." Oh god he knows it is me.

"Well I can't say I have asked a 20 year old blonde to speak to Mr. Huntzberger in a good 4 years either."

And just like that they had fallen right back into their natural banter.

"Its good to hear from you, Rory. Can't say I expected to hear from you after all this time."

"I can't say I necessarily expected to be making this exact phone call either Logan."

"Well what can I do for you Rory?"

She wasn't sure if the reality of hearing his voice for the first time in 4 years caused some sort of temporary memory loss, or if she was just this masochistic but before she could right herself she hear herself say "Actually I was calling to see if you wanted to go to lunch. I heard you had recently moved to New York and thought you might like to see a friendly face." Thank god she retained that one piece of info on Logan Emily told her at the most recent Friday Night Dinner.

"Oh, um are you sure you want to get together Rory? Its not like we left things on the best of terms"

"Yes of course!" she found herself saying way too cheerfully for her own liking

"Its been a long time Logan, I think it would be nice to catch up. That is unless you have a girlfriend or wife to consider here." Smooth Gilmore

She can hear Logan chuckling over the phone and she just knows he is smirking.

"No Rory, there is no one to consider here. I would love to meet for lunch."

"Okay great, how about we meet at Lafayette around noon tomorrow?"

"That works for me. I will see you then Rory."

"Yep, see you then!" Ugh what is it with this sugary enthusiasm that is coming out of nowhere?

"It was a really great to hear from you Ace."

Rory doesn't even register the click of the other line hanging up. All she can think about is hearing that word for the first time in so long. Ace. She had forgotten how nice it sounded coming from his lips. She had forgotten how much she liked being someones Ace.

With the phone still pressed to her ear, panic sets in.

"I am going to have lunch with Logan tomorrow" she says to no one in particular.

Oh my god, how am I supposed to sit across from Logan and ask him to be my partner in this? I can barely hold it together over the phone for heavens sake!

This is going to require lots and lots of coffee.