Chapter 10: Is he Allowed to do That?

Rory sat a chair across form Mr. Grant's desk. Mr Grant then took a spot leaning on the edge of his desk directly in front of her.

"Now Rory, from what I've heard you're smart. Smarter then some of the people on my pay roll," he said, letting out a slight chuckle.

"Well, I'm not to sure about that, but I do try my best."

"I'm sure you do. Now let's talk about you're career path. I know a profession in legal matters isn't what you really want. However I do have connections in many fields. What is it that you want?"

"Well, honestly…I was looking into going into journalism but now… I'm not to sure what I want," she responded with a small, sad smile.

At this point Mr. Grant got up and made his way to the seat next to Rory.

"Ah, well journalism is a competitive business. But you know what competitions really about? It's about balancing human intelligence with animal diligence. Knowing exactly what you want and how far you'll go to get it," he looked her in the eyes seeing whether she was understanding what he was saying.

He slowly slid his hand onto her knee. "How far will Rory go?" he said raising an eyebrow at her. He began to slide his hand up towards her thigh.

Rory's P.O.V

Oh my god, what is going on? He isn't allowed to do that. Why haven't I stopped him yet? If I stop him will I loose this job? How far will he take this? Geez Rory what's gotten into you? A few months ago you would have slapped him by now. I really want this job, but how far AM I willing to go?

Before she had a chance to make up her mind, he had removed his hand from her knee.

"Well," he started. "Think about what I said. Now you'd better get to work or you'll be no use to me." He let out another chuckle.

"Yes sir," Rory responded with a nervous chuckle as she made her way out the door. She quickly shut it then closed her eyes and let her back rest on the door. 'Crap' she thought 'this isn't what I signed up for.'

He had seen her walk out; he had been waiting for what seemed like hours. He let out a sigh or relief, she seemed too be in one piece that was a good sign. Now he could get back to work.

Rory sat down and logged onto her computer, 'It'll be fine, it was probably a one time deal.' As she was convincing she felt as if someone was watching her. She looked up only to see the back of a blonde head. She disregarded it and got to work.

The rest of the day went by quickly, the phone was constantly ringing, people we're continuously coming in for appointments. It had been hours since Rory had checked the time. She had been taken over by her work, it was a nice change. It left her no time for thought.

"Mary, it's 5:30 why haven't you left yet?"

She jumped slightly, surprised by the sudden interruption.

"Excuse me?" she questioned not really having heard what he said.

"It's 5:30, you were done at 5:00."

"I completely lost track of time," she said hurrying to gather her things.

"Walk you to your car?"

She hesitated a minute before responding "Yeah sounds good."

A/N: Okay, so really short and really crappy, I know and I'm sorry. I have a fabulous idea for the next chapter though, it will be great. Here are a few words that have to do with the next chapter…hospital…Tristan…Lorelai. As bad as this was, I hope you're looking forward to the next chapter and please review, even if it is just to say you didn't like it.  Thx!