Hello, Mr. President

Chapter Three

Disclaimer: I disclaim

Riley was sitting on the porch swing, swinging it back and fourth. His father was coming up the road and Riley didn't greet him as he usually did, opting to just keep swinging the squeaking porch swing. Dean climbed the steps, his hands firmly in the pockets of his jean jacket and smiled at Riley, a little nervous,

"Hey Riles," Dean greeted his son, "You wanted to sleepover at Tucker's yesterday, huh?"

Riley stopped swinging, eying his father. He hadn't wanted to leave the house, but Dean was on a job and Lindsay was inviting Stella's friends to have a sleepover. The last time Riley tried to stay, the girls had given him a makeover.

"Yeah," Riley said, softly, "Plus Stella and Jade were having a sleepover of their own,"

"Again?" Dean asked, frowning, "I thought I told Linds they couldn't have sleepovers with my favorite little guy around," He tickled Riley lightly, smiling gently, to sit next to his son on the porch.

"I'm sorry, you know?" Dean asked, looking at him,

Riley nodded, "It's fine, Dad,"

"Dean?" Rory walked out of the house, momentarily surprised and then smiled stiffly. She had Riley's stuff all packed in the car. Usually Rory would pick Riley up at her parents, no trace of Dean or worse, Lindsay.

"Rory," Dean smiled, "I need to talk to you," He had a look evident in his eyes. Not the good kind of look.

"Sure," Rory said cheerfully, "Riles, go say good bye to everyone, okay? We won't see Aunt April and Robby for a while,"

"Jamey and Uncle Finn are coming home today, right?" Riley asked. Even though his feelings were lukewarm toward Stella and Jade, he did adore his other half sister, Jamey.

"In a few hours, yes," Rory said, "Logan's meeting us at the airport,"

Riley nodded and walked away. Rory turned to Dean and smiled. Her smile slipped, noticing that all-to-familiar sheepish smile of Dean's. It was the classic 'I screwed up' face.

"What did you do now, Dean Forrester?" Rory asked, smiling lightly

"Lindsay and I got into a big fight two weeks ago," Dean explained, "We made up and everything, you know, for the girls,"

Rory nodded in understanding. It seemed that their marriage was "for the girls" lately. She didn't want to drag Riley in something so complicated, but Dean was his father.

"Anyway, after the big blow up," Dean sighed, "Lindsay made me take the girls to my parents and I was at a bar for the rest of the night,"

"It was never that bad with us," Rory said thoughtfully, "But that's marriage after what? Ten years?"

"A whole decade," Dean said, sighing. He shook his head, "I cheated on Lindsay once. When Stella was three,"

"What?" Rory asked, bewildered

"Only once...I think," Dean explained, "I was drunk, anyway. Then two days ago, I come home to find Riley hanging out with Tucker here, Stella at Morgan's house and Jade at a Brownie's meeting. I was going to surprise Linds with a night out. Even had the babysitter all set up and everything,"

"Who was it?" Rory asked

"I opened the door and I found my wife on her knees of some man that I don't know. Apparently, he's her gynecologist," Dean shook his head, sighing, "It's been going on since just before Jade was conceived. Linds doesn't even know if Jade's mine, but-"

"Jade is all you, Dean," Rory said gently, "She has these adorable brown eyes I loved about you,"

"Thank you," Dean smiled, "I think I owe you a really big apology," He added

"No," Rory said, "If Lindsay hadn't had Stella, then I never would've gotten so horrifically smashed that I slept with Finn and had my Jamey nine months later." She shook her head, "Sometimes the worst things in the world can lead to the best,"

"Oh yeah?" Dean looked up at her, smiling

"By the way, I met the President," Rory added, "Got to interview him,"

"Really?" Dean asked

"You don't remember, do you?" Rory asked, laughing

"He was the jerk-off who wouldn't stop bugging you," Dean explained simply, "I punched him once at a dance and came close to it on several different occasions after that,"

"Well, he remembers a boy named Bag Boy," Rory said

"All your admirers have nicknames for me," Dean said, chuckling, "With the President, it was Bag Boy. With Jess, it was Beanpole-"

Rory stifled a giggle and Dean had to chuckle.

"Then, uh-" He frowned, not knowing who was after that.

"Logan," Rory supplied for him, "His nicknames for you were mostly swearwords, and Finn doesn't really count. We never did date,"

"How's Finn?" Dean asked, "And Jamey?" He added as an afterthought

"I'm going to pick them up today," Rory said, "Haven't seen either of them for a few weeks, but they both sound happy over the phone. Jamey saw a few kangaroos and Finn saw a few lonely red heads,"

"He doesn't like, use her, does he?" Dean asked

"Finn is not below using Jamey to get women," Rory sighed, "She loves that though, so I can't really do anything about it. However, he does have his limits and Jamey adores him. How was Riles?"

"We went fishing the first day," Dean said, grinning, "That was fun. Riley caught a trout that was so big it took both him and Stella to carry it,"

"Riley loves fish," Rory admitted

"I'm sending divorce papers to Lindsay," Dean explained, softly, "Going to stay at my parents for a while with the girls."

"We'll see you soon," Rory said, and turned around to yell, "Riley! We're going!"

"But Mom! Tucker just showed me a new level of ManuMassDestruction!" Riley protested

"Dean-Loren Christopher Forrester-Gilmore Junior, get your butt in this car!" Rory yelled, knowing if she didn't use authority now, they'd never make it in time to pick up Finn and Jamey.

"I think we went a little overboard with Riles' name," Dean said, chuckling. He always said that after Riley's full name was used. Riley walked out, grinning and Dean held out his arms.

"I'll miss you, Riles-Miles,"

"Miss you too, Dad," Riley said cheerfully, "And Mom, don't call me by my full name!" He added, glaring at her

"Of course not, pookie," Rory teased and he scowled, getting in the car. Rory sighed, looking at Dean, smiling.

"I shouldn't tease him so much," Rory said. She hugged Dean as well and pecked him on the cheek before leaving the man in the dust.

"Mommy! Mommy!" Jamey came running to her mother, her brown braids coming loose as she seemed to run out of control. Finn was walking behind his daughter at a leisurely pace, but still keeping up.

Jamey ran straight into her mother's arms, and Rory laughed, hugging her little girl. She kissed Jamey all over her face before the tiny thing giggled. Her eyes brightened, noticing for the first time, it seemed, Riley and Logan were behind Rory.

"Riley! Uncle Logan!" Jamey yelled, attacking them as well, giggling.

"I missed you, Jame-alina," Logan said, bending down to the little girl's level, "No one was around to kick my butt at checkers,"

"That's cause no one but me will play checkers with you, Uncle Logan," Jamey reminded him, giggling, "Can we play a game when we get home? Daddy bought me this awesome checkers set I can paint myself!"

"Is that an Australian accent, I detect, Jamey?" Rory asked, smiling

"She picked it up three minutes after we landed," Finn said, "Logan, Riley mates, good to see two fellows who don't want to talk about work,"

"I had so much fun, Mommy," Jamey said, "But Daddy had a headache the entire time. The only time he wasn't sick was when Uncle Andrew and Grandpapa weren't at the house,"

"And I read somewhere that we have a new President?" Finn asked

"Old one was shot," Logan said, "I thought they would have at least one stand that carried an international paper in Perth,"

"Don't make fun of my hometown, Logan," Finn said wearily, "Perth is fun, just listen to all of Jamey's adventures. They were all in Perth,"

"Some are actually in the plane too," Jamey added, before giggled. Finn smiled and picked her up.

"I can't resist a girl this cute," He admitted, chuckling, "So Riles," Finn placed a hand around his shoulder, "Tell me, anything good happen round Stars Hollow?"

"Tucker and I dared Eddie Maraschino to eat a leftover container in Grandma's refrigerator," Riley said excitedly, "He had to be rushed to the hospital to get his stomach pumped and Taylor made a Bio-Hazard group go through Grandma and Grandpa Luke's house. It was great!"

"I bet Pop-Pop had smoke out of his ears," Jamey said, giggling

"He did," Riley smiled

"Mom didn't tell me about that," Rory said, frowning

"I wanted to tell you," Riley explained, "So Grandma only told me to tell you to call her when the news broke,"

"I'll call her later," Rory sighed,

"It's a shame I missed this event," Finn said, sighing, "Has everything I love. Sirens, Luke screaming at Taylor and a hot girl or two watching that cherry fellow get wheeled away,"

"Eddie's fine," Riley said, "But now, Pop-Pop has to clean out the refrigerator every month and the town's talking about funding an annual health inspector for their house,"

"Count me in for the town hall meeting this week, anyway," Logan said cheerfully

"Anything good happen to you two?" Finn asked Rory and Logan

"Rory was off in D.C interviewing President DuGrey and I was-"

"President DuGrey?" Finn asked, "Not Tristin DuGrey? He's the President?"

"One and the same," Rory said, "He mentioned that he knew you,"

"How?" Logan asked, "I've never met the guy and apparently our fathers golf together,"

"Military school," Finn explained, "Tristin was in for some robbery and my dad sent me because he thought I needed to bone up,"

"Bone up?" Logan asked, raising an eyebrow

"Don't give me that look, Huntzberger," Finn said, annoyed, "I was a skinny bloke and I didn't have any direction, so after I bombed our neighbor's boat with a bunch of fireworks, Dad sent me overseas. Tristin and I bonded over our similar backgrounds and bitched about our fathers. President though, that's huge,"

"Riley, why don't you and Jamey buy some drinks for us?" Rory asked, stopping at the duty free store. Riley nodded and walked off with Jamey, both of them talking excitedly.

"I may have been asked out by the President," Rory said, smiling nervously

"What?" Finn and Logan asked at the same time in shock, for different reasons. Well, really the same. Finn, because he thought that Logan was Rory's Luke. They were just going to have to wait a few more years before realizing how perfect they were for each other. Logan, because Rory had never dated another man, much less the leader of the free world.

"He and I met in high school," Rory explained, "Tristin had this annoying habit of calling me Mary-"

"You're Mary?" Finn asked, astonished, "You are Tristin's holy, sacred Mary? The Mary that Tristin was a step short of worshipping?" He was now teetering between who Rory's soul mate was, Tristin or Logan.

"I was led to believe that he got over that eventually, met a pretty girl, and had three boys," Rory added, annoyed by Finn's input.

"Rory, you-" Finn laughed, "Tristin, he was so obsessed with you. He'd write letters to 'Mary'", Finn put his fingers up, "And then throw them away, because none of them were perfect. He'd lay in bed-I bunked below him-and talk about how he'd get you back. He was head over heels in love with this Mary," Finn sighed, shaking his head, "I wouldn't be surprised if he had a book and wrote Mary in it over and over,"

"Are you...for this?" Rory asked, "Are you supporting me?"

"Look Ror," Finn smiled, "Tristin, it took him a long time to realize that you weren't coming for him, no matter how much he redeemed himself. So, he got over that, graduated, and I left for Yale, he went to Harvard-"

"Really?" Rory asked, "I was supposed to be at Harvard,"

"-A year later," Finn finished, "We keep in touch with the occasional e-mail, but I haven't seen him since the funeral," Finn shook his head slightly, "Tristin asked me why it didn't seem to hurt as much as it did the first time,"

"What?" Logan asked

Finn glanced at Rory, sucking in a breath of air and blowing it out, "The love of his life leaving him,"

"Finn, you're exaggerating" Rory protested, "I barely knew Tristin, other then that annoying ass who made my life difficult at Chilton,"

"Oh Rory," Finn smiled sadly, "Even hearing the word Mary brought out something in his eyes no one knew was there before."

"He sounds like a stalker to me," Logan said

"President of the United States, Logan," Rory reminded him, chuckling, "And we're just having an innocent date in a few weeks. I won't even see him for a while because he's busy and the President," Rory sighed, "Please don't freak out, either of you. Or make me freak out!"

"Rory dating the President is one thing," Finn said, "But Tristin's Mary finally giving him a chance is another thing entirely that supersedes the first thing. Rory, are you sure he wants you or some girl he used to call Mary in high school way before you even met Dean's ho of a wife?"

"Finn, kiddies coming," Logan warned him

"Potty mouth," Rory said, slapping him lightly. She was now jittery though, thanks to stupid Finn.

"I got grape soda for everyone," Jamey said cheerfully, "In Australia, grape soda tastes like grape!"

"Thank you, honey," Rory said, taking the soda from her. Riley took a sip and sighed,

"Tastes like grape to me," He said, confused.

"That's cause you've never tasted Australian grape soda," Jamey chastised him, "Mom, when can I go to Australia again?"

"Not for a while," Rory said, "You have school, remember?"

"Oh!" Jamey said, "I missed Miss Apple and all my friends!"

"This girl her did all her homework on the plane to Australia," Finn said, shaking his head, "I'm afraid she might already be smarter then her daddy,"

"Only in math, Daddy," Jamey said, "Oh and Mommy! Daddy and Uncle Fleet took me on a boat and I saw a real live shark!"

"What?" Rory asked, shocked, "Finn?"

"It was a harmless one," Finn said, "She wasn't in the water anyway,"

"Uncle Fleet had this giant fishing rod and he put a steak at the end of it," Jamey said cheerfully, "You shoulda seen the giant shark jump up and eat the meat,"

"It was twice the size of Jamey," Finn said thoughtfully, "We got pictures,"

"Can I see?" Riley asked, excited

"Yes, and how about a family trip?" Finn suggested, "Next time, not just me and Jamey, but all of us? Even you, Logan,"

"Yeah!" Both kids said, excited

"I'll think about it," Rory said, but her tone may as well have said, 'My daughter was near a SHARK?!?'

"How was Washington DC, Mom?" Riley asked, holding Jamey's hand.

"Fun,"

"Did ya meet the President?" Jamey asked, looking up at her

"Yes, I did," Rory said, "He was a very nice man,"

"I got to throw eggs at Kirk!" Riley said cheerfully

"No fair!" Jamey said, "Daddy! We missed it,"

"Don't worry Jamey," Riley said cheerfully, "Kirk's bound to do something stupid when we come into Stars Hollow next time!"

"Were Ste and Henry there?" Jamey asked

Ste and Henry Kim were the product of Hep Alien singers, Lane and Zach Kim. Zach had chosen to take Lane's maiden name as a way of showing he supported feminism. That and his 'bachelor' name was much too long and confusing to spell, like 'Czuchry', or 'Gyllenhaal'. He thought it'd be easier on his fans to know just how his name was spelt.

Anyway, the fifteen year old twins were their only kids. Lane had conceived on the honeymoon, and after many months of freak outs, she discovered why birth was considered to be a miracle of life, and became the best mommy in the world. Rory often modeled herself on Madonna-like Lane.

As the story was told, regarding the twin's odd names, Lane had problems pushing the babies out. It was up to Zach, who sang different songs until stumbling onto Aerosmith's Janie's Got a Gun (oddly enough) to get their big Steven Gunn Kim out of Lane. Minutes later, Dolly Parton's I Will Always Love You in Jimi Hendrix style, got their little Hendrix Parton Kim out of his mother.

Plus a few drunken nights had shown Lane that the steps leading up to a baby weren't as awful as she and her mother originally thought. Now the only thing that seemed to upset her was the fact that she couldn't birth any more children, due to complications with her Ste and Henry. She and Zach were talking about adoption though, but didn't know if they should with the twins around.

"Nah, they was on tour with Aunt Lane and Uncle Zach," Riley said cheerfully,

"We heard their new single on the plane," Finn said, sighing, "Yet another smashing success,"

"Which one?" Rory asked, "Mascara in the Rain or Fishin' for Wishes?"

"There's two more?" Finn asked, "I was talking about Color Me Candy Apple Green,"

"That's a good one too," Rory said, chuckling, "Lane says that Ste's been writing a few lyrics,"

"Mom," Jamey said, tugging on Rory's hand, "Can we have a movie night? I wanna see Doogal,"

"Yeah!" Riley chimed in, his eyes lighting up.

"You two have the oddest taste in movies," Rory said, eying Finn,

"Hey, Doogal is a good movie!" Finn protested

"Are you sure you don't want to watch Charlie and-" Logan started

"Charlie and the Chocolate Factory!" Jamey finished, jumping up and down

"Can we have Wonka Nerds?" Riley added, "And marshmallows?"

"And candy corn," Rory finished thoughtfully, "Fine, we'll get both movies. Doogal and good old fashioned Willy Wonka, served up Johnny Depp style."

"What movie did you get?" John asked Joe sitting down in the Screening Room. Their father had suggested watching a movie in there.

"Please say Black Hawk Down," Josh added

"I got the original Star Wars," Joe said cheerfully, "And I even found these lightsabers," He added, showing his brothers three of them. One was blue, one red, and one green.

"Oh, awesome!" Josh said, taking the green one. Joe tossed the red one to John and they all started battling around, laughing.

Tristin had a few free minutes and decided to stop by and say a quick good night to his sons. However, their laughter stopped him from going any further and just watching their swordfighting.

Our little musketeers Nina always called them affectionally. Tristin smiled broadly at that thought and wished fleetingly he could join them, but there was a stack of papers in his bedroom that were more pressing.

Instead, Tristin flipped the light twice, stopping the boys in their tracks and grinned.

"Good night, boys,"

"Night Dad," Josh said, grabbing John in a brotherly embrace by hooking his elbow around his brother's neck. Joe was poking Josh in the back, laughing.

"Oh, night Dad," Joe said, as if he had just noticed Tristin for the first time. John smiled as well, a small genuine smile and nodded, showing his good night as well.

Tristin laughed and walked away, shaking his head. These boys never ceased to amaze him. He only wished he had a picture of that moment.

Rory woke up on the couch, her nose tingling. It only tingled when in the proximity of good coffee. With the promise of coffee in her head, she woke up, and almost fell back down, now acknowledging Jamey and Riley who were asleep on top of her, as well was the snoring Finn.

"How you four always get mashed up together, I don't know," Logan teased, walking over to her, "Careful, Ror," He added, gesturing to Jamey who was in warning to wake soon.

"She and Finn are out cold," Rory said, sighing, "Jet lag. What time is it?" She added, pulling herself out of the mosh pit, "Did you stay over?"

"Had to leave around midnight," Logan explained, "You were nodding off anyway, and the others were dead to the world anyway," At Rory's look, he smiled, "Sorry, Ace. I had a few things to take care of at work." He handed her the coffee,

"Workaholic," Rory said, smiling, "Did you make this?"

"No, you would've woken earlier if you heard the coffee machine," Logan grinned, checking his watch, "It's seven fifteen, and Riley should probably get dressed and eat breakfast and stuff,"

"Oh right," Rory said, "I'll do breakfast and you-"

"I'll take care of the cooking," Logan said quickly, not wanting Rory near the burners, "You wake up that kid of yours," He pulled his sleeves and walked over to pull out the sugary cereals and milk that Riley insisted on eating, along with cutting up a quick banana for him.

"Riles?" Rory shook him gently, "Kiddo, you gotta wake up and get to school,"

"Five more minutes," He mumbled, his mop of shaggy brown hair everywhere

"You mother's going to start cooking you oatmeal," Logan said, banging a few pots.

Riley shot out of bed and into his room so fast that Rory huffed and Logan chuckled.

"I am a good cook!" She protested, sighing

"Yes, Ace," Logan said, nodding his head sagely, "You are good at cooking burnt stuff,"

Rory threw the newspaper at him, rolling her eyes, "Why aren't you working anyway?" She asked, smiling, "Usually I'm off to fend for the kids myself,"

"I resent that!" Finn stated, before pulling another blanket over Jamey and walking over to them, "Oh, sun, how I detest thee," He mumbled, grumbling

"Coffee?" Logan offered and Finn moaned louder

"The smell of coffee gives me a headache, Logan," He grumbled, rubbing his head, "Any tea?"

"Cretin," Rory teased

"No squabbling," Logan said cheerfully, "Finn, go get changed man, and I'll find you some tea" He added, chuckling, "Cute boxers,"

Finn nodded, and walked over to his room, still rubbing his eyes. His boxers were white, with PHINEAS COVINGTON CROSS written in bold print all over him, as well as his address. Obviously they were from his mother, as she worried that Finn would lose his underwear somehow.

"So?" Rory asked, smiling

"So," Logan smiled as well. He couldn't help it, her smile seemed contagious, "So, Dad's retired, as you know,"

"Best cake I ever had," Rory said honestly, grinning

"Anyway, he's going nuts, so Mom told me to take today off and let Dad be boss again for a day," Logan sipped from his coffee.

"That might backfire on you," Rory warned him, "Aren't you concerned about Mitchum and his newfound power?"

"Already happened," Logan sighed, "Dad kicked me out at six thirty and said I wasn't allowed back on Huntzberger Medias property until six thirty AM, tomorrow"

"So!" Rory grinned, "I don't have any assignments today,"

"Wanna do nothing?" Logan suggested

"I was planning to clean and keep an eye on Finn and Jamey," Rory said, glancing at her angelic looking little girl.

"If you clean, it'll just get dirty again,"

"Not if I try really really really hard," Rory protested,

Riley sped in, dressed and his hair half combed. Rory sighed, seeing that his pants were three inches under the waist and his pinstripe boxers were easily visible should he bend down.

"Pull up your pants," She said, annoyed, "Why are everyone's pants so low?"

"It's cool, Mom," Riley scowled, "Aw Mom!" He groaned when Rory pulled them up anyway.

"Now you look nice," Rory said, kissing him on the cheek.

"Do you wear boxers, Logan?" Riley asked, taking a spoonful of cereal,

"Mostly, yeah," Logan said, shrugging, "What happened to his Spiderman underpants?"

"They were cute, huh?" Rory asked, at Riley's groan, "And no strange people ever saw them!"

"They're for babies, Mom," Riley protested, "Is Jamey going to school?" He added, "Winter break's over,"

"She's a little jet lagged right now, Riles," Rory said, "Her school doesn't start until Wednesday anyway,"

"Is Uncle Finn taking me to school?" Riley asked

"No, I will," Rory said glancing at her watch, "I just need to call a cab and-"

"My chauffeur's out front," Logan said, smiling, "You can take that car while I keep an eye on Finn and Jamey,"

"Yes," Said Rory, "I just need to get changed and Logan, you fix his hair," Rory walked away, yawning.

Logan chuckled and grabbed a comb, "So Riles, any particular hairstyle?" He asked

"I like it the way it is," Riley protested

"Yes," Logan nodded, "But your mother doesn't,"

He sighed, "Can you do it like my dad's? His is-"

"I know what Dean's is like," Logan said, "His hair hasn't changed in decades,"

It worked well on Riley. He had Dean's floppy hair, but Rory usually had it spiked up or in any style but Dean's. However, Logan didn't know this.

Rory walked in, and sighed, seeing that Riley looked like her Dean. Well except for the blue eyes and the freckles dotting his pale skin.

"Can I wear my Red Sox cap?" Riley added, "Dad got it for me when we went to see a Sox game,"

"Yes, of course," Rory said, sighing, "Riley, your hair is getting so long. We should get a haircut for you," She added

"Aw Mom!" Riley groaned. He and Jamey had an aversion to the hair salon that rivaled the aversion to the pediatrician's, "It smells there!"

"Just a trim," Rory said, "And how about a razor haircut like that skateboarder you like? What's his name? Danny Miu or something?"

"Dave Haas, Mom," Riley said, but the idea was growing on him, "Yeah, let's totally do that!"

Logan slapped the baseball cap on Riley.

"Ready for school, bud?"

"Never," Riley sighed, holding out his hand, "I need money for lunch,"

"Don't give him another fifty, Logan," Rory said quickly, opening the door and walking down the hall as Logan looked through his wallet, frowning. Logan sighed, handing Riley a hundred dollar bill, "If they won't change it, tell them to call me here and I'll work something out,"

"Cool," Riley smiled, pulling his hat backwards. He was at the age where it was cool to have hundred dollar bills instead of five twenties. Why? Logan didn't know.

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There's chapter three! I'm amazed, literally on the floor, amazed at all the reviews I've recieved. There was only one weird one (Aidan-Tonic, why did you send me a link to a German website and nothing else? I don't speak German, so English please!) And well, I'm just stunned at it all. I mean, forty three reviews with two chapters under my belt! The only other story I have that's done that well is a one shot with twenty three reviews.

Thank you all so much, so, so, so much for reviewing and telling me how great this story is. It does wonders for my morale, considering how awful the last version was. I'm worried that this might be verging on dramatic, but somehow, it works. It's probably because I'm getting hooked on all these dramatic stories. (READ LUCKYCHARMZ'S 'FALLING FROM GRACE' IF YOU'RE A PDLD LOVER! YOU WILL NOT REGRET IT!-except that it's only a chapter long right now-) I need to put away Jodi Piccoult (anyone here read My Sister's Keeper? Wasn't it such a great book? I couldn't stop crying for hours!) and start reading more Meg Cabot (Mediator rocks!) to churn out the comedy. I did decently here, anyway.

Oh, I'm sorry for the blatant advertising! My head's all over the place these days.

I'll update next Thursday. I know that'll be forever, but hey, I'm updating this a day earlier then I said I would, maybe that'll happen again!

UPDATED: THIS IS NOT, I REPEAT, NOT A NARCO (RORY/DEAN)