Okay my wonderful readers. I love all of your comments, and I must admit i'm equally curious to the relationship between Logan and Logan. Will he measure up to the stories told by Rory? Will he be a better dad then his own? Can he actually take care of a 3 year old? Will he try to solve all things with money? Will Rory and Logan try again, and if so, can they make it work this time?

These are just some questions that I will be giving you answers to in the next couple of chapters. I'm thinking this story will have about 10 or so, maybe with some small time jumps in them (but i'm not sure about that).

This chapter is very short (compared to the others) but it's just a transfer-chapter. I tried to paste the next chapter under here, but I feel like I owe the next one to be it's own chapter.

I still hope you like it!

Rory knew that sitting around, staring at a phone does not make it ring faster. Or at all. But that didn't mean that wasn't exactly what she was doing. Her phone was in the middle of her coffee table, just sitting there, being frustratingly silent. She'd known not to expect a phone call last night, because she figured Logan would be busy reading the notebooks. If he even did read them. She started panicking, like she does when she doesn't know what is happening. What if he didn't even read the books. What if he just threw them away. What if he had a girlfriend who didn't want any kids, especially ones from another woman. What if he had a girlfriend, period? What if..? What if…? What if..?

The sudden ringing of her phone made her jump, and she picked it up without even checking who was calling. "Stop stressing, sweets. I can feel your stress from all the way over here. He'll call." Her mother said on the other end of the line. "Mom! You shouldn't have called! What if he's trying, gets voicemail and just things 'screw this' and never calls again? I'm going to hang up now!" Rory was frustrated. Her line was busy now, what would Logan think. Her mom should have known better than to call her right now. "Honey, it'll work out. But I'm actually calling to see if you and 'lolo' want to go with us to the playground." When her mother said 'lolo', she had to smile even though she was still annoyed. It was the name Ethan used for Logan, because he couldn't yet say his full name. "What time are you going?" she asked her mother. She could stress anywhere, but Logan loved the playground. And his .. well technically, his Uncle Ethan. "We leave in about 10 minutes or so, how about I come and pick you guys up, we'll have breakfast at the diner and then we vamoose."

They agreed and hung up. Rory was relieved there was no sign of any missed calls or voicemail messages. And then she stressed again, because that meant he hadn't called. Knowing she would never stop with all the 'what ifs', she picked up her purse and went downstairs. The breakfast rush had ended, since it was already past 10 AM; and she found Logan sitting at the counter, filling salt and sugar shakers. He loved helping Luke, and he really was the best at refilling the shakers. "Hi, little bit. Did you have fun with Zio this morning?" Her son turned to her and she saw a bright red lipstick print on his cheek. "Oh, I see you saw Miss Patty." She chuckled a little at the face he was making, sort of the same face Luke had when being near Miss Patty. "C'mon let me clean that up for you, so you'll be nice and clean to go to the playground." Logan's eyes lit up when he heard the word 'playground', and by the time Lorelai and Ethan arrived at the diner, it was all he could talk about.

"Hey Ethan! Will you go on the slide with me? I promise I'll hold on to you so you can't fall. And can we go on the swings, can we mommy? Can we? Oh and the sandbox, I want to go in the sandbox…" Luckily they were all Gilmores and as such were trained to follow the fast paced words that came out of the kid's mouths. By the time they finished breakfast it was nearly lunchtime, and they decided to just grab some snacks for the kids to eat when they were hungry again. That earned the Gilmore Girls some grumbles from Luke, something about structure and too much sugar. You know, the usual Luke stuff. They said their goodbyes and headed towards her mother's new, and very sensible sedan. Perfectly suited to carry 2 car-seats, all the toys the boys would need, and of course road-trip candy.

Logan shut his front door and sighed deeply. The discussion with his lawyer had taken up more time than he would have liked as it was already nearing 12.30 PM. And the arguing combined with his lack of sleep resulted in a massive headache. It surprised Logan that the people you pay the most, are the ones who were the most difficult to deal with. And lawyers, that was a whole different kind of thing. But in the end, he was the one that paid and thus the one that got his way. Even if the lawyer didn't agree.

He had made some big decisions this morning, not all of which he was completely comfortable with. But he'd meant it last night when he'd said to his mother that he was done with her. And being done with her, meant she would no longer get an allowance from him. He was sure he'd get angry phone calls from her, but he was also sure he wouldn't pick up if she called. He had nothing to say to her, not anymore. He'd felt sorry for his mother when his dad had died. He'd craftily drawn up his will, so that all she got was the house in the Vineyard and the one in Hartford and a small sum of money. Well, small in her eyes, it was still more than the average man would make in 10 years' time. So he'd set up an account for her and gave her an allowance. Not any more though. He was done with being played by her.

The second thing he did was make arrangements for a trust-fund in Logan's name. That was where his lawyer had started being difficult. Logan didn't need a paternity test to know little Logan was his son. Just looking at the boy was proof enough. Besides, Rory had never lied to him, specially not about something this big, so why would she start now. Certainly not for the money. No, he was pretty sure that she wouldn't like the trust fund he'd start for Logan, but he wanted his son to have that, just in case.

The final thing he did was set up an account for Rory, which his lawyer also didn't like. And neither would Rory, he was sure of that. But she'd been taking care of Logan for almost 3 years by herself, and he wanted to help. He had a good way to spin it, if she was stubborn about it, which he knew she would be.

All there was left now, was to call her and arrange a meeting. Her words came back to him: "I want you in Logan's life but I don't want to put him through what I went through with my dad. If you want to be in it, it has to be all the way." Did he want to be a dad? Thinking back to that little boy he met yesterday, and his beautiful mother, he realized that yes, he wanted to be one. He also wanted to be a real family. He still loved Rory, she was the love of his life. She'd made him better in every way, and he liked to think he did the same for her. Logan wasn't naïve enough to think they could just start over, not with all the history. But he wanted Rory in his life, in the most meaningful way, and little Logan too. So he would bide his time, get to know the Rory of today, instead of the one he left 3 years ago. He'd show her he was a changed man, somebody she could be with for the rest of her life.

By the time he was done with all his musings, it was almost 1.30 PM. So he picked up his phone, and dialed the number she'd left for him in the back of the notebook.

In the next chapter, we'll see Rory and Logan's meeting about Logan, and maybe, possibly we'll see some advances towards each other, as they get to know each other again...

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