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A/N: First, thanks for the input on the Finn story. It does tie in with the story of Rory and Logan, it's not like some random tangent about him going to Australia on vacation for 2 months, and is mixed within the plot. Second, my intent with this story is to show all aspects of Rory and Logan's life, and while a huge part of that is work (and will keep going throughout), it is also going to include their social life (and therefore their friends). Right now, I have 30 chapters outlined, and it is nearly an even mix of the two, but if anything is slightly more work related. The future chapters are in the same style as the one ones I have posted so I hope this keeps everyone happy because while I have my plan, I write for you to enjoy!!

The only other thing I wanted to include here which I didn't include in the first chapter was some character information.

Logan is 24 and Rory is 22 (all ages are my guess based off the show)

Finn Morgan is 25. His father owns and is CEO of Morgan Corporation, they own hotels and resorts worldwide. His family also owns a vineyard in Australia. Finn is overseeing the US branch of the company. He lives in a penthouse across the hall from Rory and Logan.

Colin McCrae is 25 and is attending Columbia Law school. He and Stephanie Vanderbilt (24) have been dating 1 year and live together near the campus, about 15 minutes away from the others.

Everything else will be in the story.

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Rory's third interview went well. As she waited the next few days to hear back, she distracted herself by doing odds and ends around their home. Late Thursday afternoon, she received a job offer on the entertainment staff at the last place she interviewed. She told them she would let them know within the week.

On Friday, around lunch the phone rang, and she moved to answer it, "Hello."

"May I speak to Miss Danes please," a male voice asked.

"This is she," Rory said nervously.

"Miss Danes, this is Todd Schultz from the Observer."

"Good afternoon sir," she replied, her nerves only growing.

"Yes, well, I am calling to offer you a position on our staff. It would be as a reporter in our City section. They cover local news…" and he continued to give her the details of the position.

All the while, she was just bursting with excitement, not only did she get a job offer, but one that she was interested in too. When he finished, she accepted the position, and he asked her to start on Monday. Once she hung up, she quickly called Logan, and after a few rings, he answered.

"Huntzberger," he said, not even glancing at who was calling.

"Almost Huntzberger," she joked.

"I like the sound of that."

"How about Logan Gilmore?"

"And why would I do that?" he asked slowly.

"Because you're a modern man?" she questioned.

"No," he said quickly, leaving no room for questions.

"You're no fun today," she pouted, sad the game was over so soon.

"Sorry, just can't wait for it to be the weekend. So, to what do I owe this pleasure?"

"I have news."

"Of what nature?"

"You are talking to the newest member of the City beat staff at the Observer!" she said quickly, trying to not burst with excitement.

"Really?" he asked almost as excited as she was.

"Yes sir, and I do think I will make a fine addition to the Huntzberger Media family," she said mockingly.

"I would agree, so when do you start?"

"8 a.m. Monday," she stated proudly.

"I want to hear more and will when I get home, but right now I have a meeting," he said, regret evident in his voice.

"Okay see you tonight, love you."

"Ummm, okay bye," he said quickly.

"Hold it," she halfway yelled.

"What?" he asked, trying to play dumb.

"Say it back," she demanded.

"Ace…" he practically whined.

"There's someone in your office isn't there?" she inquired while laughing.

"Why are you laughing?" he asked taken aback.

"Are you that embarrassed to say it with someone there?" she questioned, not even trying to hold back her laughter anymore.

Silently cursing her, he went for the truth while remaining vague, "It's a guy thing."

"Really? Well, then, we can make a code," she said now getting excited.

"What?"

"A code, instead of I love you, you can say a phrase that will represent it," she said triumphantly.

"Is this really that amusing?" he asked, getting annoyed at her continuous laughter.

"You have no idea."

"So what are you going to make it?" he said, now wanting the conversation to end as quickly as possible.

"Glittery kookaburras," she said in what he deemed her Lorelai voice, which always meant trouble.

"No," he said again.

"Logan, you have a choice…" she managed to get out without laughing.

"Fine, glittery kookaburras," he said sounding defeated.

"I can't believe that was your choice, it isn't that bad," she said, giggles lacing her response.

"Goodbye Ace."

"Bye Logan."

Rory was still laughing minutes later, and when she finally calmed down, she remembered the other phone call she needed to make, so she dialed.

"Huntzberger," a voice greeted rather harshly.

"Is it company policy or a genetic defect that makes the men of your family unable to use normal greetings, like hello," she said before thinking.

"Who is this?" he asked, now sounding annoyed.

"Mitchum, it's Rory."

"Oh, hello Rory. What can I do for you?"

"I recently accepted a position at the Observer…" she began.

"Congratulations, it's an excellent paper."

"Not to mention the ownership," she joked.

"Very true. I'm guessing this call also means that you want to go forward with your plan and set up the meeting."

"I would."

"When do you start?"

"Monday morning."

"I will call over to the NYO and schedule something and call you back."

"Thanks you, for all of this."

"It's not a problem."

"I'll wait for your call, bye."

"Bye Rory," Mitchum said and then hung up.

A lunch meeting was set up for the Editor in Chief, Mitchum, and Rory for the following day in a private room at a restaurant.

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Rory was the first to arrive; she waited until she saw Mitchum who noticed the editor was already there. The three were escorted to their table, and as they sat, the silence was finally broken.

"Mr. Huntzberger, I am curious as to the purpose of today's meeting."

"First, this is Rory Gilmore. Rory meet Charles Holmes the Editor in Chief of the Observer."

"Nice to meet you sir," Rory said politely.

"Likewise," he said while shaking her hand.

"Rory was hired as City reporter yesterday for your paper," Mitchum began.

"Are you sure? No offense sir, but I give final approval for all new hires, and I don't recall the name."

"The name would have been Ella Danes," Mitchum supplied.

From here, Mitchum and Rory explained the situation and why it was being done. In the end, Charles agreed with them and thanked them for the information. He also told Rory he was leaving the responsibility of when, if ever, she chose to share this information with any or all of her co-workers in her hands.

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Finally, Monday came. Rory was so excited she woke up at 5:30 and could not go back to sleep. She made coffee, took a shower, and ate breakfast before getting ready. Logan was struggling to hold in his amusement as he watched her mixture of excitement and nervousness escalate as she got ready.

She arrived at the Observer with 5 minutes to spare and went to Mr. Schultz's office.

"Miss Danes, let me get you set up," he said, taking her to get an ID made before showing her to the 4th floor which the City desk shared with Entertainment. Finally, she was introduced to a man in his early 40's, Mike Jacobson, who was her editor. He showed her to her desk, pointed out the break room, and gave her an overview of how he ran things.

In addition to Mike, there were 6 reporters, 3 photographers, and peripheral staff all to whom she was introduced and most she guessed were in there 30's and 40's. Brianna Carter was the last introduction, Rory noted she was the only one who looked her age, and Mike assigned her as the photographer to use when necessary. Finally, the meet and greet was over, and Rory sat at her desk doing research for her first article, the clean up of city parks.

"Excuse me, Ella?" Brianna asked.

Rory looked up trying to not look startled and said, "Brianna right?"

"Yeah, but most people call me Bri," she offered with a smile.

"I can do that," Rory said happy to have a friendly co-worker.

"I just wanted to come over and say hi, I was the newbie about a month ago."

"How bad is it?" Rory asked becoming wary.

"Really, it was fine. Everyone is nice enough, but I'll admit I'm happy to have someone else closer to my age," she said almost shyly.

"You noticed that too?" Rory said happy she wasn't alone on this.

"I did," there was a pause so Bri offered, "Do you want me to show you the coffee?"

"I think I'm going to like you!" Rory said jumping out of her chair.

"Why's that?" Bri asked confused.

"You offered me coffee," she said as if that explained everything.

"A fellow addict?" she wagered.

"Love affair Bri, love affair."

"I'll remember that," and the two girls walked away. After getting their coffee fix, they went back to work, but decided to meet up in the break room for lunch. Rory had brought leftover Chinese and Bri had a sub. The two girls started chatting as they ate.

"So Bri, did you grow up here?" Rory asked not sure where to start.

"Nope, moved here when I got the job. I grew up in a suburb of Albany. You?"

"A small town outside of Hartford," Rory said not bothering to say Stars Hallow.

"Do you like the city?"

"I'm adjusting, but I moved here from New Haven so it wasn't quite as drastic of a change."

"What was there?"

"School, I just graduated from Yale."

"Was it fun?"

"Fun is one word, where did you go?"

"University of Albany, and I'll say there was never a dull moment," Bri answered mysteriously.

"When did you graduate?" trying to gage the girl's age.

"A year and a half ago. I was working at a paper in Albany at first, but when I got the job here, I had to take it. I miss being close to home, but this will help my career."

"I know the feeling. I miss my mom, but I have a few friends here which definitely helps."

"I can imagine. I moved in with my little sister which made it much easier. Do you live by yourself?"

"No, I live with my boyfriend."

"Ohhh...how long have you been together?" she said in gossiping voice to tease Rory.

Rory playfully rolled her eyes, "Just over 2 years."

They were interrupted by Rory's cell phone ringing.

"Hello," she answered.

"Is that how I taught you to answer the phone?" a voice chastised.

"Mom? Great I need to talk to you about something," she turned to Bri, "I'll be back in a minute."

"No problem," Bri said as Rory walked out of the room to take that call in private.

"So Ror, what's up?"

"I need your nicknaming power."

"Ohhh….for who was someone mean to you at work?" she said starting to get defensive.

"No people are nice, it's for Logan," she said knowing her mom would be confused.

"Why?"

"Because eventually he will come here, and I know I'm being paranoid, but I don't want them to think my boyfriend's name is the same as the boss's. If anyone suspects something, it would be too easy to connect."

"Wow, you are paranoid about this...okay, we start with any pre-existing names, oh Limo Boy!"

"It needs to sound like a real name," Rory said in a patronizing tone.

"So any other nicknames that I don't know about?"

"Well people call him Huntz, and once he told me to call him Master and Commander, which was just ridiculous, but other than those, nope, nothing."

"Well you can't use Huntz that's easier to figure out than Logan," Lorelai said thinking out loud.

"Really?" she said sarcastically.

"Don't be rude while mommy is trying to think," there was silence as Lorelai was thinking, "How about Mac?"

"Where did this come from?"

"Master And Commander."

"I knew you were the master for a reason," Rory said happily.

"I expect a statue within a week."

"I'll let Mac know."

"Oh, I'll call Logan and tell him. I haven't made fun of him in a while," Lorelai offered.

"Fine, but when he asks it wasn't my idea. So why did you really call?"

"Just wanted to see how your first day was going."

"Good, one of the girls I work with seems really nice, other than that just starting my first article."

"Okay babe, I'm gonna call Mac now."

"Bye mom," she said, hoping her mom wouldn't harass Logan too much and headed back to lunch.

"My mom," she said to Bri, giving her an eye roll.

"Everything okay?"

"Oh yeah, she was just asking about my first day."

The girls continued chatting through there lunch, having a great time, and were disappointed when they had to go back to work.

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An hour or so later, a delivery man showed up looking for Ella, he had a bouquet of sunflowers.

"Those are beautiful Ella, who sent them?" Bri gushed after rushing over.

"I don't know, let me check," she pulled out the card, read it and then showed Bri. It said:

Ace,

Hope you're having a wonderful first day.

Relax, I know you'll do great.

Love, Mac

"I'm guessing Mac is the boyfriend," Bri asked when she finished reading.

"Yep," and then smiled realizing her mom must have talked to Logan.

"A romantic, you're lucky."

"I promise, he isn't usually like this. He picks his days, and they aren't that often," she said seriously.

"But still it's sweet."

"It is," Rory said trying to figure out what had motivated this.

Rory finished around 5:03 and went home. To her surprise, Logan was already home and it looked like he made dinner...

"Logan?" she called out.

He came into the room, "Hey, how was your day?"

"Really good. Thank you for the flowers, they were beautiful."

"I wanted to do something nice for your first day. Then your mom called, my secretary thinks she is insane by the way, to don me with my new name so I decided to send them so I could try out the new name."

"It wasn't my idea for her to call."

"She told me. So I'm Mac now?"

"Yep, very swift with the card by the way."

"I try."

"So what's for dinner?"

"I barbecued steak, and then made mashed potatoes and rolls. I'd like to note the use of the word made."

"Sounds good, and you really need to let that go."

"Well I was done early today and thought I'd demonstrate the proper use of the word. Are you enjoying the food?"

"Of course," she said smiling.

They ate dinner and talked then relaxed in front of the TV before calling it a night.

The rest of the week at work, Rory researched and interviewed city officials for her article. She spent most of her lunches talking to Bri who she really liked. She had friends, but she realized how long it had been since she made a new one so was enjoying it. The two had a lot of common interests, especially music and movies, but in general, they just had fun talking about nothing and everything.

They even got to go out on assignment to take pictures for Rory's article. Rory finished the article by Thursday, handed into her editor, and began researching her next piece. She was happy on Friday when her article came back with only a few minor changes needed. Overall, her editor had been, as he said, 'pleasantly surprised,' by her article, which Rory couldn't be more pleased about.

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A/N: As always please review and I hope you liked it!

My only comment on this chapter is yes, I had "Ella" talk about her boyfriend (not fiancé), if you're confused please see chapter 4.