Flying around in circles
"I can't believe you did that."
Her eyes were wide in genuine incredulity.
"What?" Did she not think he would do that for her?
"A helicopter. You borrowed a helicopter. I know, I know, such…perks are readily available to a Huntzberger, but still. The very idea sounds so crazy…"
"I seem to recall that we've taken a helicopter to go on a weekend shopping spree in New York."
"Well that was different."
"How so?"
"That was nothing, just for kicks. You were bored or upset—I had forgotten which—you just wanted a diversion. The helicopter ride was just you being you, your over-the-top show-off you."
He rolled his eyes. "Okaaay, stop with the compliments already. But now…?"
"Whereas now…" Her eyes gleamed mischievously. "Tell me again."
"Rory…"
"Just tell me again!"
"For the nth time," he sighed, "I borrowed a helicopter because I needed to get here as fast as I could…"
"Because…?"
"Because I wanted to be with you, to make sure you were alright," he continued more quietly, murmuring against her head on his chest. "Happy?"
"My hero!" she practically purred, looking up and laughing. She abruptly stopped herself, sitting up straighter on the gray plastic chairs on which they had been sprawled for the last hour.
"It all sounds very romantic is all. And very inappropriate to be crowing about at a time like this." Her hand was fidgeting with her paper coffee cup, tiny shreds of it floating to the floor.
Logan pulled her back against him, putting his arm around her. "And I suppose it's better and helpful to get another cup of coffee to tear up when empty, and not talk at all unless it's to say how worried we are about Richard." He kissed her head. "For whom everything humanly and medically possible is currently being done."
They sat in silence for several moments, watching people walk, trance-like, to and from the vending machine in the corner. They plugged in their coins, meditatively selecting the next sugar-coated morsel to satiate their anxieties with. Logan's head lolled against Rory's in drowsiness, only to jerk up at Rory's hushed exclamation breaking the monotony.
"I really can't believe you did that!"
"What now?"
"A helicopter. You flew in, from New York, via helicopter."
"Rory…"