October 2016

A few short weeks later and Rory's life was packed up and ready to move across the Atlantic Ocean with her. As they'd agreed to keep her apartment in New York it had made things significantly easier when it came to deciding what to take with her, but she had still found the whole process incredibly emotional. That was something that wasn't helped in any way by her erratic pregnancy hormones. Even though she was one hundred per cent confident of her decision to move to London to be with Logan, saying goodbye to her friends and family had been so difficult and she'd had to try hard to hold it together as she hugged her mom at the airport.

Lorelai stood back and looked at Rory carefully. "Are you sure this is what you really want to do kid?"

"Mom…" Rory started. This was the last place she wanted to get into a debate with her mother.

"I'm serious Rory, I don't like this. I hate that you are going to be alone - thousands of miles away with my granddaughter…" she complained. "I'm really disliking Logan right about now."

"This wasn't Logan's decision, this was mine and we've been over this, mom, several times. It's where I need to be," Rory said firmly. "And, I'm not going to be alone, I have Logan."

"I know, I know, but it doesn't mean that I have to be happy about it, because I'm not, at all," Lorelai grumbled. "He had better look after you two, that's all I am saying."

"He will" Rory smiled.

Rory settled back and relaxed into the flight – this time when Logan had once again insisted on booking her into first class she let him as it meant that she could lay flat and get herself some much-needed rest. At seven months pregnant, it was definitely a more comfortable way to travel and as she rubbed her aching back, she was grateful that they had the means to pay for such luxuries. She drifted off to sleep and was eventually woken by one of the cabin crew who let her know that they needed to start preparing for landing.

When she arrived at Heathrow Airport it was just before 6 am. While she was waiting for the luggage to arrive she went to the bathroom to freshen up and looked at her tired reflection in the mirror as she splashed some water on her face. She inhaled deeply as she leaned against the basin. It had felt like such a long road to get here but finally, they were taking the first proper steps towards a life together and it felt momentous, it felt like it was completely right.

Rory stepped back outside and retrieved her suitcases from the conveyor belt – which was no mean feat for a heavily pregnant woman. She placed them on the trolley and wheeled them out to where she found Logan waiting for her in the arrivals hall. As soon as he saw her he rushed over to her and wrapped her up in his arms, squeezing her tight. He hadn't slept a wink as he'd been far too excited about her arrival.

"My girls are finally here!" he said with a smile.

"What on earth are you doing here Logan?" she smiled back. "I told you I'd get a cab, you must have been up all night."

"I was never letting you get a cab! Here let me take them," he said as he took the trolley from her. "How was the flight?" he asked her as they walked outside to where his driver was waiting for them.

"Fine, a lot comfier this time. I actually slept through most of it…" she admitted.

"You packed pretty light," Logan said as he put the suitcases into the back of the car.

"Yeah, well, I wasn't sure what clothes to bring as I'm not going to be in maternity wear forever and I've not even bought a single thing for the baby yet," she said thoughtfully. "Actually, maybe I need to get on with that!"

"We'll sort it all out now you're here" Logan laughed as he helped her into the car.

The driver whisked them back to Logan's house and after a reviving cup of coffee, they quickly got Rory settled in. Logan could tell that Rory felt a bit odd about putting her stuff away, it being very much his house that she was moving into but he had told her a million times that she wasn't to view it has his anymore, it was theirs. He had even rolled out the old trope of 'what's mine is yours…' which made her laugh. Rory knew that she would settle in eventually, it was just going to take some time to get used to.

After Logan had made sure Rory was completely comfortable, he headed into the office where he was somewhat surprised by the appearance of his father. He hadn't seen him since they had last lunched together and there were a few things that Logan thought he should probably fill him in on.

"Dad, this is a surprise…" Logan said as his father walked into his office. "I thought you were in the States at the moment"

"I was. Just flew in this morning" Mitchum said as he took a seat opposite Logan.

"Well that makes two of you then," Logan said as he sat back down.

"Two of us?" Mitchum raised an eyebrow.

"Rory also just flew in this morning," Logan said, "And I should probably tell you that she's moved in with me."

"Really?!" Mitchum said. "Interesting. What about her job at Conde Nast?"

"She's resigned, for now anyhow. She's going to take some time off with the baby when it arrives. It's a girl by the way" Logan said to his father.

"Congratulations Logan" Mitchum smiled.

"Thanks…anyway, we've decided to try and make a go of things properly and well, the divorce is off" Logan paused for a moment before he started speaking again. "I know, you'll have a million things to say about the lack of prenuptial agreement and what's going to happen there…but I really don't want to hear it right now, okay? We're happy."

Mitchum looked at his son. "Okay," he said resolutely.

"Okay?" Logan looked at his father incredulously.

"Sure. I think this is a good thing, for both of you. Granted, your mother might have a different opinion but that's her prerogative. Rory will be a good asset to the family." Mitchum picked up a glass of water and took a sip. "Now, I need to talk to you about the reason I am here…"

Logan looked at his father stunned. Mitchum had rarely been supportive of Logan's choices and here he was, almost appearing happy for him. It was a lot to take in and it also made him kind of suspicious about his motives.

"Why are you here?" Logan asked.

"There's going to be an event on Saturday night, it's for HPG and the stakeholders. It's a bit impromptu but a few decisions have been made recently and it's important. You'll need to be there of course, and bring Rory, as your wife it's going to affect her too." Mitchum said as he put his glass back down.

Logan raised an eyebrow. "Are you going to tell me what it's all about?" he said shaking his head at his father.

"Things are still being ironed out…" Mitchum said as he stood up. "It's black tie so make an effort, treat Rory to a new dress…oh and by the way, just a word of warning, your mother will be there," he said as he walked out of the room.

"And you have no idea what it's about?" Rory asked Logan as she sat opposite him at dinner.

Logan had called Rory and told her he was sending a car so he could take her out for dinner to celebrate their first proper night living together in London and now he had just dropped his father's visit on her.

"Well, you know my dad, information is given on a need to know basis, and clearly, right now? I don't need to know…" Logan rolled his eyes.

"And I really have to come with you?" Rory grimaced.

Logan sighed "Unfortunately, he's expecting you to show but hey if it totally sucks we'll do what we have to do and I'll get you out of there as soon as possible, I promise. I do have to warn you though, my mom is going to be there."

"Oh great!" Rory said as she shook her head. "And I can't even get drunk to get myself through it."

"Sorry Ace" Logan smiled "But I've been instructed by my father that I should buy you a new dress" he rolled his eyes.

"So very thoughtful of him" Rory laughed.

"Indeed. So thoughtful in fact, that he's going to be paying for it, so go all out Ace! I'll give you the company AMEX" he winked.

They spent the rest of the evening talking about anything and everything, just really enjoying being back in each other's company. When they finished their meal they walked outside into the unseasonably warm evening to meet their driver. As they waited for the limo to arrive Logan held Rory against him and pressed his lips to hers. He ran his hand down her back and when they landed on her ass, he gave it a gentle squeeze and she giggled and moaned into his mouth. They kissed each other passionately, right there in the middle of a busy London street like they were the only two people that existed in the world. As their car pulled up alongside them they finally had to pull away, both a little short of breath. Logan looked into Rory's eyes and pulled her by the hand.

"C'mon, we need to get out of here. All I can think about right now is getting you out of that dress and into your pants" he smirked as they stepped into the car.

"Is that so?' Rory looked at him with a raised eyebrow as he slid across the seat next to her. "And who said I was wearing any?" she said suggestively.

Logan groaned as he shut the limo door and the car pulled away. He slid closer to her and she put her hand on his thigh. He could already feel himself starting to get hard as he pulled her closer to him and kissed her again. He moaned slightly as she ran her hand up his thigh and brushed against him feeling his arousal.

After only a few moments they were all over each other; touching and kissing with reckless abandon in the back of the limo. Logan began to draw soft sighs from Rory as he started to kiss and caress her neck and his hand disappeared under her skirt to discover that she wasn't bluffing.

She pulled away from him breathlessly "How private is that privacy screen"

"Very" he whispered as he continued to nuzzle against her neck and pushed her head against the seat. "I can't wait to make you come" he whispered as he breathed into her ear.

Rory closed her eyes as Logan moved his hand between her legs. She knew that they absolutely shouldn't be doing that there, in the back of a car, but at that moment she just didn't care, it felt too good. She pushed against his hand and his fingers explored her heat while his tongue explored her mouth. As he pushed a finger inside her she let out a moan, the pleasure just too great to contain. The sound of Rory's pleasure only made Logan more determined in his ministrations. He added a second finger and she threw her head back. As her breath started to come out in short labored gasps, he knew that she was pretty close.

"Oh god Logan, I'm going to come" she whispered as he continued to thrust his fingers in and out of her while gently caressing her clit with his thumb. Rory bit her lip hard, her orgasm building up inside of her until finally, it rushed through her wave after wave. She had to pull Logan and kiss him fervently on the lips to muffle the sounds that she couldn't stop from escaping her.

A few minutes later and they arrived back home. Logan got out and helped Rory out of the car before they sped into the house where the real fun was just about to begin. They had barely even shut the door when he grabbed her and pushed her up against it as he kissed her deeply. Logan began loosening Rory's dress and she was unbuttoning his shirt and undoing his pants.

They didn't make it anywhere near the bedroom before he was in her. In fact, they didn't even make it out of the entrance hall. They kissed passionately, their bodies constantly touching as if they couldn't bear to not be connected for more than a moment. Logan turned her around to face the wall and Rory placed her palms against the wall as he pushed up her dress and slowly entered her from behind. She leaned her head back against him as he began kissing her neck once more, one hand anchoring himself on the wall the other resting on her hip pulling her closer to him as he rhythmically thrust into her.

As Rory rocked her hips against him, each stroke was pure pleasure for Logan and he knew that this wasn't going to last long. He reached his hand around to move his fingers in tiny circles around her clit. Her legs started trembling and she closed her eyes as the familiar euphoric feeling started to sweep through her body.

"Logan!" she cried out as he grabbed a fistful of her hair and started to thrust harder into her while continuing to move his fingers against her. She wanted him so bad. She desperately needed more of him. Her mouth fell open as she gave into it and she came hard.

"Damn, you're unbelievable," Logan said as he pulled her back onto him and continued to thrust for a moment more, his breath hot against her skin, before she felt him quiver and he spilled into her fast.

They breathed together for a moment before he withdrew from her and she straightened up her dress.

"I can't believe we didn't even make it to the bedroom," she said with a smile as she turned around to face him.

"That was fucking hot," he said smiling warmly back at her as he pulled her in and kissed her once again.