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.

"I hate my job!" She said on the phone, and Logan could hear the frustration in her tone of voice. It was the third time this week that she had called him, either exhausted or frustrated with her job. He always did his best to help her without sounding too much like a lovesick boy who just wanted his girlfriend to come home. Well, not his girlfriend anymore. His fiancé.

"Wow. Good day to you too, Ace. I take it the press conference didn't go so well?" He answered. He was almost ready to leave the office when she called. He sat down again, turned his computer off, and started cleaning his desk. He had a feeling that this conversation was not going to be a fast one.

"It totally sucked. I was so sure that we were going to hear something new, this time." Rory vented. "I'm tired. I think I'm really tired." She said. She wanted to tell him more, but she didn't know how. Sure, they were talking about her job a lot this days, and she had told him about some of the job offers she got. Well, not all of them. Some of them she hadn't even discussed with her mother yet, for fear that if she said it out loud, it would soon turn out to be a dream, or something like that. It just seemed too good to be true.

"Well, take a couple of days off, Ace. Why don't you come to Palo Alto this weekend, and we could do something fun. We'll have dinner, maybe go to the beach on Sunday. There's a film festival going on that I'm sure you'd love. You could be back in Chicago by Wednesday, for the next press conference." Logan offered.

They hadn't seen each other in a couple of weeks, and he was already planning something for this weekend, or the next one. He had her schedule on his desktop, and he always made sure to meet her at least once a month. Sometimes he would fly to wherever she was, sometimes he'd send her a plane ticket to meet him in California. And sometimes, when their schedules worked out, they'd meet in Connecticut. She was always the happiest when they met in Connecticut, or Manhattan.

Rory had been on the road for almost 10 months now, and everybody could see that life on the road was taking a tool on her. Lorelai had tried talking with her, but Rory still felt that she was not ready to quit. It was a great chance, the best shot she had to get into the business. And Rory felt that she had to take it. No looking back, no regrets. After all, it had been her dream, since... well, since she could talk, she talked about being a journalist. And she worked so hard to get there. Emily and Richard didn't have much luck trying to talk to her either.

"No, babe. I'm really tired. Like, I don't think I want to do that anymore. I... I think I'm done." She said, her heart beating so fast it was almost coming out of her chest. She had spent all week thinking about it. She was really done, she just needed to figure out what she was going to do from now on. She waited, with bated breath, for Logan to say something.

But Logan was actually speechless. He wasn't sure what to say. He was waiting for Rory to make a decision about her job, and her professional life, for some time now. He knew that she had some offers, and that there was more than one Newspaper soughting her out. Hell, he had even given her a letter of recommendation, for crying out loud, when a paper from North Carolina called him a couple of weeks ago. And he was not even in the news industry anymore...

He wanted Rory to make a decision. He wanted them to live in the same city, hell, he wanted them to life under the same roof. He was tired of the long-distance relationship, but at the same time, he didn't want to pressure her. He did that once, and that hadn't exactly worked out, and he was not the kind of men to make the same mistake twice. So he just waited for Rory to get there on her own. They were together, and that would have to do until she decided she was ready for more.

"Well... Say something!" Rory said on the phone when she couldn't take Logan's silence any longer. She was nervous, and worried, and unsure of what she was going to do. But she had reached her limit. She was tired of living out of a suitcase, she was tired of hotel rooms, and crappy coffee, and never seeing her fiancé. She wanted to be in the same city as Logan was. She wanted to come home to him every night. Well, she wanted to have a home to come home to every night.

"I... Are you sure, Rory? I mean, the campaign is almost over. We are only a couple of months away from the primaries." He argued, but even he could tell that his heart wasn't on it.

"I know. But I think I want to wait that long. I'm tired Logan, and I want to come home. I mean, I though that you'd be happy... Isn't that what you wanted?" She asked, still unsure. Didn't he want to be closer to her anymore? They talked about it a lot, and he always sounded so eager for the campaign to be over, and for her to decide what she wanted to do with her life.

"All I want is for you to be happy, Rory. We talked about that. I'll wait, no matter what. You waited for me to come back from London, you waited for me to decide I was ready to be with you. You've always been on my side. So, now it's my turn. I'll wait for you, no matter how long it takes for the campaign to be over. But if you want to come home and talk about options, I'll be more than happy to help you with your pro-con list." Logan tried. He didn't want to sound too eager, but he'd die before letting her think that he wasn't rooting for her to decide to come home.

Logan could almost hear the wheels in her head turning over and over through the phone. They were so used to talking on the phone, this last year, that he could always tell what her mood was, when she was tired, when she was revved up. And this time, this time he could really hear her frustration. And he knew how she worked, he knew that he had to wait for her to make a decision, to take the first step. So he did just that. He waited.

After a couple of seconds, Rory decided to throw all caution to the wind. She took a deep breath, and jumped.

"So, Palo Alto this weekend?"

"Palo Alto this weekend." Logan answered. Now it was his heart that was almost coming out of his chest. Rory was coming to Pablo Alto this weekend. She said she was done with the campaign. She wanted to discuss her options. Maybe, just maybe, they could finally set a date for their wedding.

"I'll see you in a couple of days, then." She said, a little bit more excited than when they first started talking this evening.