Logan remembered Jimmy Pesto as the across the street enemy of Bob. The food at his pizzeria was okay, but had never been on Logan's top to-eat-at places. As he was formally introduced to the now obviously dyeing his hair man, Logan couldn't help but glance at the establishment across the street. He wondered if Louise was even still there. Was she off at college? Was she there behind the counter? Did she still wear the bunny ears? After a long moment of silently wondering he tuned back into the conversation happening in his proximity.

"...and an excellent renter," Fishoeder said with a smile, "he's never once been late."

"Well some of us take our restaurants seriously," Pesto said with a sneer and Logan felt a surge of protectiveness for the Belchers across the street.

"I'm sure the others around town do as well," he told his renter icily. "If you will excuse me Mister Pesto, I have other locations to visit today." With that he turned on his heel and left the restaurant, Fishoeder following on his heels.

"Pesto can be a bit... well he's not the best man," Fishoeder supplied as Logan stared at the building across the street, trying to discern the figures inside. "Ah, I see Bob's has caught your eye. Now, they aren't always on time with their rent and of course as the new owner you have every right to toss them out on the street if they get behind... I mean, I haven't been paid for the past month yet-"

"Don't worry," Logan gave him a smirk as they started across the street, "I like the Belchers." Fishoeder gave him a warm smile.

"I knew you were a good choice my boy."

XxX

"Bobby," Linda slapping his arm frantically pulled Bob from staring forlornly at their low bank account balance written on their statement.

"What Lin?" he asked in exasperation.

"It's Logan," she whispered, her eyes wide.

"Logan?" he asked blankly, wondering why she was whispering when Louise wasn't there. "Is he coming in? Louise isn't even here she's-"

"He's coming from Pesto's with Fishoeder!" she whispered sharply.

"Well maybe he... Oh god," Bob quickly hurried from the kitchen to the front of the restaurant, just as the duo opened the front door.

"Bob! Linda!" Fishoeder gave them a warm smile as he walked in, Logan behind him with a slightly nervous smile on his lips. "I'd like to introduce you to your new landlord."

"No introduction necessary sir," Logan said as his eyes ran over the restaurant before landing back on Bob and Linda. "Hey Mr. and Mrs. B," he gave them a little wave and Bob stared at him for a second, trying to process how he was going to tell Louise that the new landlord was the ex boyfriend she refused to admit she still had feelings for.

"Logan, come on in, sit down sit down," Linda seemed to recover first and Bob was grateful.

"Thanks," Logan moved to the counter and sat, his eyes on Bob who hadn't said a word.

"Well, I'm glad you already know the Belchers," Fishoeder said as he took a seat beside him.

"You're the new landlord?" Bob finally managed to ask and watched as Logan nodded.

"He bought all my properties," Fishoeder beamed proudly, oblivious to any tension hanging in the air.

"How is everyone?" Logan asked and Bob let out a heavy sigh.

XxX

Louise felt utterly terrible. She'd stayed out all night after the fiasco with Sam. She'd spent the night in regular sized Rudy's apartment, too ashamed to go home. Rudy had readily offered his couch and a shoulder for her if she needed it, much to his live-in girlfriend's chagrin. Louise had feigned being fine, sent him off to bed, and silently cried for how bizarre her life had become. Now, at just past the lunch rush, she was going home.

"This week can't get any worse," she groaned as she approached the restaurant, mentally preparing herself for the tongue lashing she was about to receive from her parents. She pushed open the doors and walked in, completely unprepared for the sight of the man at the counter.

Logan Barry Bush. The blonde bane of her existence. The only person who she could not deal with right then. The only man she had ever loved. He sat there, a smirk on his lips as he popped a fry into his mouth. Louise froze in the doorway, her brain stalled out. After a moment he turned his head and their eyes met. Anger and embarrassment battled for control of Louise as she stalked forward.

"No," she growled out between her teeth as she gripped his fancy button down dark green shirt. "Out. I'm done with you and I'm reinstating the lifelong ban!" She hauled him to his feet, ignoring whatever her parents were shouting, and shoved him out the door. She gave him a glare as she turned the lock and spun around to face her parents. They both looked mortified, their faces drained of color.

"What?" she asked as she took a step away from the door. "I'll pay for the fries we don't need his-" the sound of a key turning in the lock behind her made Louise whirl. There, key in hand, stood Logan. His face was set in an oddly neutral expression, but she knew that damnable mischievous gleam that she would never admit still made her heart speed up. He had an ace up his sleeve, one she was just about to hear.

"Kinda hard to ban your new landlord Louise," he spoke clearly, the words leaving his lips so fluidly she felt her knees grow weak. Then what he said clicked in to place and her jaw dropped.

"You what?"

"He bought all of Fishoeder's properties," her father's voice broke through the fog of horror and she paled. Logan. Logan owned their restaurant. Logan, who she wanted to hate but could only-

"Now, as I was saying before we were interrupted Mr. B," Logan said as he stepped around her calmly, Louise biting her tongue to keep in the whimper that threatened to crawl out of her throat, "I would appreciate it if you would hold off on paying rent for about a week or so."

"I-I-"

"No extra charge," Logan waved a hand and Louise found her eyes drawn to him unwillingly, "this is strictly doing me a favor. My personal assistant is already overwhelmed with the new office, I really don't want to overload him too much. Do you think you could do that for me?"

"Yes," Louise stared at her dad's relieved face in shock. "Absolutely Mr-"

"Woah," Logan shook his head and gave Bob a smile, "just Logan if you'd please. Now I've gotta run back to my office but it's been great catching up with you." He pulled out his wallet and Louise couldn't look away as he tossed a twenty on the counter and turned back to her. Their eyes met, Louise felt the blush rise on her cheeks, and she had to look away. "See you around Louise," he said as he passed her again.

XxX

Once back in his car Logan let out a heavy sigh. Seeing Louise after so long had felt... weird. She was definitely all grown up, he could easily admit that. The last time he saw her she was well on her way to becoming a beautiful woman but just then, as she walked in the door... she was that beautiful woman. He had noted the lack of bunny ears with a pang of sadness, but did feel a little better about their absence when he noticed the pink beanie perched on her head in their place was the one he gave her so long ago.

"God Logan," he growled to himself as he ran a hand down his face, "get over her. It was creepy enough then, now you're her friggin landlord." With a sigh he turned his key in the ignition and took off down the road, trying to convince himself that the feeling pooling in his gut wasn't what it was. He was not about to start pining after Louise all over again.

XxX

"HOW COULD FISHOEDER SELL TO HIM?!" Louise screeched at the top of her lungs, not caring that she'd been going on since Logan left over an hour ago. "THAT-"

"Louise," her dad's tone held both a warning and a plea, "just stop okay? Logan told us he didn't remember what Fishoeder owned when he purchased everything and-"

"You believe him?!" Louise whirled on her dad at the grill, her dark eyes narrowed angrily. "He just wanted to come back and mess with my head! He probably still thinks I'm the idiot kid I was when I was fifteen, pining away after the glorious Logan Barry Bush."

"Louise-"

"As if I'd still be dumb enough to have feelings for him! As if I-"

"Louise!" This time Bob's voice cut through her tirade and she snapped her mouth shut. "I know you and him are not in a good place but he's kind of in charge of our lives now and I swear if you get us evicted I will never forgive you. Stop lying to yourself and us. You do still have feelings for him and I think you couldn't have made that more obvious than you did when you bodily threw him out this afternoon," Bob ran a hand down his face, exhaustion in his eyes when Louise opened her mouth to defend herself. "I don't want to hear it. If you still have feelings for him I understand but you need to work them out and avoid him until you do. Now go take this burger out to the couple in the booth," he shoved the completed order into her hands and Louise nodded numbly, worried she had ruined whatever might have been possible between them.

XxX

The next day found Logan at his desk, his stomach beginning to rumble for lunch. He glanced at the clock on his computer screen, the numbers betraying him and revealing it was already past one. He leaned back in his seat and let out a heavy sigh. He needed to eat but he was swamped with paperwork. An idea hit his brain and he picked up his desk phone before he could talk himself out of it.

"Bob's Burgers!" Linda sang into the phone and Logan couldn't help but smile.

"Hey Mrs. B, it's Logan," he said as he glanced at the mountain of paperwork. "I know you guys don't do deliveries but I'm starving and stuck at the office... Do you think you could send a burger my way?"

"Sure thing! You want the burger of the day? It's the Re-a-Baconing, comes with extra bacon," she sang the last word, making Logan chuckle.

"That sounds perfect."

"Great honey, I'll send one out to you!" He hung up and looked around his top floor office, wondering who exactly would deliver his food.

XxX

"I can do it," Louise said firmly as she grabbed the to go bag from her mother's hands.

"Louise I just don't-"

"I won't even see him, I'll probably just drop it off at his assistant's desk. Trust me!" She gave her mom a smile and turned on her heel, ready to march out and deliver the burger. To prove she was a mature woman. To prove she could see past their relationship. Not to see him. No, definitely not that.

XxX

After arriving at the office Louise marched in like she owned the place, with her head held high. "Can I help you?" The voice of the receptionist at the desk was warm and inviting, a voice that fit with the look of her. Warm dark hair piled in a messy bun, a sweet smile, and a plush animal perched on her computer screen, she was the epitome of a warm and welcoming person.

"I'm here to deliver Logan's lunch," Louise said with a smile, wondering if it would catch the woman off guard that she used the boss's first name.

"Oh good, the poor man has been stuck in his office all morning!" The receptionist shook her head disapprovingly and nodded to the elevator. "Top floor, and you'll just have to go in, Scotty's not in right now."

"Oh," butterflies filled Louise's stomach as she stepped towards the elevator. Yes she had come here wanting to see him, but she wasn't sure what to do now that it was official. With a deep breath she slapped the up button, hoping her nerves wouldn't make her do something stupid. "You've got this Belcher," she told herself as the doors dinged open.

XXX

Cliffhanger! Does that make me evil? I hope not too much. I would like to take a moment to say that I've received some notes complaining about the age gap and them having had a relationship. Guys seriously, I do not support the idea of their relationship when she's underage in real life but this is fanfiction. I wanted to keep to the story of the show as best I could and I felt that making him younger than he is in the show would be wrong. If it bothers you that much, just stop reading. No one is making you. No need to send me hate. With that I will say thanks to all the support guys, you have no idea how much it means. I love you all and I hope you have a great day. Much love, Leigh