Rory exited the bathroom ten minutes later to hear the tail end of a heated debate between the Three Amigos. It ended in a slamming of car doors and Logan's words carried to them "We will pick you up at 9 am sharp, don't be late."
She was left standing on the sidewalk with Colin. She was admittedly a little loopy from the combination of alcohol, caffeine and sleep depravation but this was definitely a twist she hadn't seen coming.
She tried for a friendly tone treading on egg shells with the unknown member of the trio "I guess we are partners in this enterprise."
He surveyed her with an inscrutable gaze before turning to whistle for a cab. So much for light and friendly she thought in defeat. She subsided into quiescence.
The alcohol was beginning to take its toll and she had not inhaled nearly enough caffeine to counteract its effects. She closed her eyes momentarily as she heard Colin give the driver their destination. She rubbed aimlessly at her aching temples as she opened her eyes and watched the buildings flying by. She hadn't had much interaction with Colin and in some ways had almost felt more comfortable with the zany hekyll and jekyll twins. Colin was the serious one of the triumvirate and often in the background, upstaged by the flamboyant Finn and the charismatic natural born leader Logan. As someone who had played second fiddle to her mom most of her life she knew that being the quiet observer didn't necessarily mean that there wasn't plenty going on behind that reserved facade. However, after the craziness of the activities of the night she was hesitant to break this little bubble of calm and also wasn't entirely certain that her mental faculties were up to another battle with the two edged sword of obscure meanings and obfuscation. In tacit agreement with the pact of silence Colin remained quiet as well, lost in his own thoughts.
The taxi lurched to a sudden stop and she was jolted out of her daze. Colin disembarked first and then held the door for her as she slid across the seat. As the cab pulled away behind them Rory met Colin's eyes for the first time. They stood there for a long moment sizing each other up. Rory found that she was actually more uncomfortable under his scrutinizing gaze than she had been with Finn and Stephanie, they at least were easy to read although following the path of their convoluted brains was often like a following the white rabbit through a maze.
"Lets get this over with so we can make it back on time.'
Rory paused taken aback by the hostility in his voice "You don't like me do you?"
Colin inspected her with a cold look and she felt a little like a bug under a microscope. "I haven't decided yet." His voice was detached. "Finn and Stephanie are not all that discriminating about their playmates. I on the other hand chose my friends carefully, my affections are not so easily won."
"What about Logan, do you question his judgment as well?"
"Logan keeps his own council but I will say that he has a certain penchant for being blinded by a pretty face."
Rory stiffened at the insult evident in his tone and a barbed comment hovered on the tip of her tongue. When she saw his canny expression she forced herself to swallow the words. This was a test. She was tired of tests and she was determined not to rise to the bait.
Rory gave him a shrewd look. "Lucky for us, it doesn't really matter if we like each other or not, all that matters is that we finish this task as quickly as possible. So what is it that we have to do this time? "
Colin produced a piece of paper and without comment perused its contents before handing it to her. She and Colin had been assigned a somewhat more benign project than the last little debacle and she wondered if Logan had something to do with distancing her from the dangerous stunts. God only knew what her mom had threatened him with; she was a visionary in the field of innovative scare tactics.
"So all we have to do is somehow sneak into the Columbia University library find a copy of "Through the Looking Glass" and manage to smuggle it out of the library without getting caught. Then write the jabberwocky poem in the main quad with chalk and get a Columbia security guard to take a picture of us with our handiwork."
Colin shrugged with feigned indifference and a challenging look "Seems simple enough."
Her look was pained "I can handle the whole graffiti thing, that is harmless enough but do we actually have to steal a book from the library?"
He gave her an odd look.
She continued, "It seems sort of heretical or something like we might be excommunicated for our desecration of sacred space."
His look implied that there were a few bats in her attic.
"What?" it came out defensive "I have a thing about libraries okay, they are kind of like my version of religion."
"I'm not even going to touch that one, but if you want to help me you are going to have to jump in with the rest of us sinners."
She huffed "Can't we just get a student to check it out for us?"
"Not only is that virtually impossible on a Saturday at 6:45 am but it is also against the rules."
"Okay, you have a point." She still looked worried "The book will be returned at the end though right?"
He rolled his eyes in exasperation. She sighed in resignation when no answer was forthcoming.
"I may be new to this whole criminal mastermind gig but I think we need a strategy. Have any bright ideas? I'm guessing you aren't as accomplished as Finn and Stephanie are at diversions so we will have to use our brains." Rory stopped abruptly "I know, I'll just say that I am a student and I forgot my id and that it is absolutely imperative that I get into the library to get a book for a paper I am writing. I have a very good doleful and pathetic face, my mom says I have a true talent for "bambi voice" as she calls it."
Colin looked her up and down pointedly and held up a finger "Two problems with that little plan, one, and I hate to have to repeat myself but it's 6:45 in the morning on a Saturday and I think that even the most devoutly studious student would be hard pressed to argue that it couldn't wait for a more reasonable hour." He held up a second finger and then pointed it at her "Two, you are drunk."
Rory gasped in mock indignation "I am barely drunk, I bet I could even walk a semi-straight line by now. "
Colin looked skeptical "I think that is entirely beside the point. I don't know what you were drinking but I can smell it from here."
She crossed her arms and pouted, "Lets hear your genius plan Einstein."
He stuffed his hands in his pockets and rocked back on his heels" Well, it just so happens that I have an inside source that might be willing to help us. It doesn't say anything in the rules about using an inside source."
"Let me guess, it's a girl."
He gave her a superior look. "Guess you will just have to trust me." He turned and started to walk as he pulled out his cell phone. After a moment Rory stomped after him growling about trite, untrustworthy comments.
He waited as the phone rang on the other end. It took 6 rings but finally a groggy voice answered "Hullo."
"Ian? Its Colin."
The voice on the other end went from sleepy to disgruntled. "Colin? As in my little brother Colin who knows that I prefer not to be awakened before noon, and not until at least 2 on a Saturday. What day is today?"
"Saturday" it came out a mumble.
"Call back at 2 by then I might just have the energy to kill you for waking me up." There was a click on the other end and Colin stared at his phone blankly for a minute. Rory shivered a little in the early morning chill. Colin snapped out of his stupor and said with a nasty smile. "Don't worry, I know where he lives. Lets go."
Rory followed at a trot as Colin took off across the plaza towards the street on one side of the campus. The apartment building was only a block or two away from the main campus and Colin seemed to know exactly where he was going as he charged up the steps and rang the bell next to one of numbers. There was no answer. He rang it again this time with irritation obvious in the gesture. This time a far from pleasant voice came from the speaker. "If this is you little brother then you better be accompanied by a naked woman as an offering to the Gods for this obnoxious behavior."
"Brother?" Rory looked askance at Colin "I seen charm runs in your family."
The buzzer sounded and Colin pushed through the doors and headed up the stairs. He stopped in front of a door labeled 2B. Rory looked around, it was a decent apartment building but it didn't look like the kind of place that people with the kind of money that the LDB threw around would let their kids live in. The picture began to come together when the door swung open to reveal an unshaven shaggy haired slightly older version of Colin. He lounged against the door and pointedly did not invite his brother in until he laid eyes on Rory who stood behind him. He gave her an insolent once over and then looked at his brother.
"She isn't naked but she is cute, I'll give you that."
Colin rolled his eyes at his older brother "Yes, and she is also taken, by Logan."
Ian rolled his neck in contemplation "Huntzberger did always have superior taste in women."
Rory opened her mouth to protest the insinuation that she was somehow claimed, by Logan of all people, it was absolutely preposterous. Colin's cautionary glance stopped her. She decided she would play along for the time being but when they got out of this she was going to have a few choice words for him. It was interesting, however, to note how quickly Ian had stepped down the innuendo once she was labeled as Logan's
"Rory Gilmore, meet my brother Ian, the bonafide black sheep of the family." Ian looked rather proud of this distinction and it reminded her of her mom.
She peaked into the room beyond and Ian belatedly waved a hand of invitation and closed the door behind them. "So little brother what brings you to my humble doorstep at this ungodly hour?"
Colin hesitated and then leapt into an abbreviated explanation of their task. "I figured that you might know some good way in and it needs to be fast because we only have 2 and a half hours until we are supposed to meet the others. Ian was silent for a minute and Colin and Rory exchanged glances.
"Okay, I think I have just the thing. You see there is an old tunnel that runs from the Journalism library to the main library, some of it is used as storage now but if we can get you in then you should be able to get to the main stacks. Now getting into the Journalism library is going to be the tricky part, there is an old fire escape on the back side of the building that is purported to lead to a set of windows on the second floor that are loose and can be pried open. I have never tried it myself but I've known several people who have done it successfully."
"Why would anyone want to sneak into the library?" Rory broke in, unable to contain her confusion. Ian gave her a patronizing look "Other than your own obviously studious activities...what do you think goes on back in all those dark cozy stacks?" Rory's face squinched into a disgusted look, she was never going to look at a library the same way.
Ian was up now and rummaging through his closet "Here is a hat for the girl and a sweatshirt. If you keep your head down it should keep you from being identified on the security cameras."
Rory gulped "Security cameras?"
"Columbia takes its written word very seriously." She grabbed the hat and jammed it on her head, the sweatshirt hung almost to her knees but she figured it made her fairly undistinguishable. Colin's apparel fit considerably better.
Five minutes later they were ready. They tramped back to the campus with a disgruntled Ian in tow. When they reached the library Ian glanced around to make sure they weren't being watched closely. Luckily at the early hour on a Saturday they still had the space mostly to themselves. They crept surreptitiously, while trying to appear nonchalant around the side of the building. When the reached the far back corner they stopped and Ian pointed to a folded up fire escape ladder that was about 8 feet off the ground.
"That's the ladder, one of you has to stand on that little ledge on the side of the building and jump up to grab the ladder and pull it down. Then you will climb up to the second floor." He pointed up to the upper story of the building "You see that set of windows off to the right, well the second one is the one that you can supposedly jimmy open."
Rory paled as she looked at the rusted ladder and she muttered in a low voice "I told him that I hate ladders and yet here we are again."
Colin gave her a funny look but then turned to Ian. "Hey, thanks for your help, I owe you one."
"You know me kid, any chance to screw the establishment." Ian said with a shrug and then vanished back around the side of the building.
Colin rolled his shoulders "You sure you want to do this?" he asked her point blank noticing her pallor and the air of panic. She nodded but didn't say anything as she stared up the side of the ivy-covered building. Finally she met his eyes "No use waiting around out here to get caught, lets do it."
Colin gestured towards the ledge with mock chivalry "Ladies first."
She gave him an incredulous look "I don't think that now is really the time to stand on ceremony. "
He chuckled despite himself and jumped up on the ledge and turned to stand until he was facing the ladder end. He took a deep breath and jumped; when his hands grasped the ladder rung he let his weight pull it towards the ground. He heard Rory let out a rush of relief when his feet hit the ground. He gave her a cocky smile "See, nothing to it." He ignored the pounding of his heart in his ears.
They began to climb, slowly up the creaky ladder trying to be quiet and finally reached the windows that Ian had pointed out. Colin hunched down to examine the frame and found a little notch that could be used to pull on the edge of the window. He hunted through his pockets and finally came up with a pen that he jimmied into the small hole and then he began to wiggle it slowly until the very edge of the window began to move. Once he got a grip on it he pulled gently and the window creaked open with a shower of old paint chips. When it stood wide enough for them to squeeze through he turned to Rory and gave her a pleasant smile.
"Ready for your first B and E?"
She looked like he had just suggested killing her mother. Her eyes were huge and he could see she was struggling with nerves. She sucked in a deep breath and then nodded in the affirmative. She didn't trust her voice. Colin pushed through the window first and found the back section of study carols deserted. Rory peeked her head through next and then gingerly squeezed through the opening and landed with a little thud on the ground next to him. He gave her thumbs up signal and they began to creep through the silent stacks trying to find the back stairway that Ian had described, once they found it they were able to sneak down to the basement level. The door there wouldn't give at first but after a few shoves it opened with a groan of unused hinges. They found themselves in a dusty hallway that was cluttered on one side with boxes and old furniture. As they picked their way through it moving steadily towards their destination Rory finally broke the silence.
"Why did you tell your brother that I am with Logan?"
Colin looked at her in surprise "It was the quickest way I could think of to get his attention off you and onto our little problem."
She considered that answer, "Why would that be so sure to work?"
Colin gave her an assessing look and considered how much he should explain to her. "You have to understand the way that our social group works, we all might claim to be equals but there is definitely those that are born royalty so to speak."
Rory had already surmised as much from her observations of the group dynamics "And Logan is one of the royalty?"
"Lets just say that Logan has a few points on his side that would make most mortals think twice before crossing him."
Rory thought about this for a breath or two while she worked her way around an old desk in the corridor. "He is never that intimidating around me but everyone else seems to think that he is either the second coming or the devil incarnate."
Colin was a little surprised at her candor "I think that's a combination of factors, first of all Logan is usually on his best behavior around you."
Rory gave him a dubious look "If that is his best behavior I shudder to think what he is like when he is being himself."
Colin continued "the other reason for your skewed view is that you aren't that easily intimidated by wealth, power or sarcasm which are Logan's most powerful weapons."
"You should meet my family sometime, then you would understand. They play to the death, the little skirmishes we engaged in are child's play in comparison." her tone was wry.
Colin considered her for a moment as she batted away a particularly vicious dust bunny. He could see it; all of a sudden he could see what made this girl stand out from all the others that Logan had toyed with over the years. She was beautiful and had an untouched quality but that wasn't what stood out, she was smart, she had wit and she didn't back down easily. If Logan hadn't called dibs he might have been attracted to her himself but he could never compete with the chemistry that you could see practically snap between the two. He knew about where Logan stood but he still had no idea where she stood. Finn's gossiping old lady bug suddenly bit him and he was curious to know the answer.
"If we are finished with that line of inquiry then let me ask you a question. What are you doing here?"
Rory stopped dead in her tracks and he almost slammed into her back before she whirled towards him "Not you too. You seemed like the sanest one of the bunch but here I am having de ja vu and feeling like I had this identical conversation not more than a few hours ago. What did you all sit down at a committee meeting and prepare a script?"
Colin looked confused so she considered. "Fine, I will give you the same answer I gave your little accomplices I am here because Logan invited me so that I could write a second story."
"Yes, I know that part, what I want to know..."
She cut him off with impatience "Don't tell me that Logan stole your nanny in the sandbox as well."
Colin was giving her a look that clearly stated his fear for her sanity but she just scoffed, there was no doubt that her sanity was long gone , she did let him continue though "Actually, I wasn't going to ask about Logan's motivation, I already know that. I want to know why you are here. You aren't with Logan in any sense of the word so why did you accept the invitation?"
Rory paused wondering for a split second before sanity returned about just what Logan's motivations might be. Then the rest of his question sank into her tired brain " Curiosity mostl. I guess I'm here for the adventure, the thrill. To do something different, something bad for once." She echoed Logan's previous speech.
"Pardon me for saying so but you don't seem like the kind of person who likes doing bad things."
"No, I don't do I. I guess looks really can be deceiving." The words were barely above a whisper and he had a feeling from the far off look in her eye that she was no longer talking to him.
She was caught in that web of guilt over her actions but she forcibly snapped herself out of it a second later. She wasn't here to think about all her mistakes. She was here to find adventure and forget her life messy for a little while.
She turned back to Colin "I guess I am here to have fun and from what I have seen there is never any shortage of that with your merry band."
Colin peered at her in the semi-dark waiting for her to continue but she had apparently said all she had to say. They were feeling the urgency of the time crunch just as they hit the doors at the end of the corridor. Colin pushed at them hesitantly and looked back at Rory with a nod when they moved a crack. They both took a deep preparatory breath and then he pushed again until a large crack had opened that showed the room before them. They seemed to be in a basement storage area and once they ascertained that there were no other inhabitants of the dark room they wove their way across to the stairs that they could make out in the faint light. Luckily the library wasn't open yet so they had the place to themselves.
Rory was awed as they walked through the big open vestibule. She couldn't contain herself "Did you know that Columbia has over 600,000 rare books and 28 million manuscripts." He clearly thought she was crazy. "I wish we had time to see the rest of the journalism library. Did you know that the funds to build it came from Joseph Pulitzer himself?"
"What, are you a tour guide now?"
"Fine, go back to your ignorance."
Their footsteps echoed on the stone steps as they hurried up towards the stacks. Rory stopped to look on one of the computers for the number of the book but they both heard a shuffle of feet in the hallway outside their room. Colin grabbed Rory by the arm and pulled her back into the stacks where they huddled until the footsteps passed.
Then he whispered in a barely audible voice "I think you need a password anyway. Don't worry though I happen to know a little Dewey decimal system.'
She gave him an odd look "Well, you are man of many varied and useless talents."
He puffed up his chest "You've only just scratched the surface of my genius." He stepped out of the shadows "come on, I think the section we need is up another floor."
When they found the book 10 minutes later Rory was dutifully impressed. "Okay, what next?"
Colin shrugged "Now we go back out the way we came I guess. "
"Won't that take too long, we are running a bit short on time." "Do you have another suggestion?"
She pondered...she couldn't see any way past the security alarm on the door. Suddenly they heard steps from above coming their way. Colin grabbed her arm to pull her away form the stairs but she stopped him and whispered to him "Wait, the library isn't open yet so that has to be an employee, if we can get that person to let us out the front doors we are in the clear."
Colin looked dubious. "How do you suggest we do that?" Rory thought and then an idea came to her compliments of her mother. "Follow my lead." She said to Colin silently praying to the god's that be that she could successfully emulate her mom's acting abilities. The woman came into view ten seconds later not paying much attention to her surroundings as she concentrated on a stack of papers in her hand. She jumped when she suddenly reached the bottom of the steps and noticed she had company.
Rory rushed forward before her shock could turn to suspicion dragging Colin behind her. She put on her best panicked face and slid to a stop in front of the woman talking rapidly pitching her voice to anxious...it wasn't much of a stretch. "Oh, ma'am, you don't know how glad we are to see you. You see we were just going to take a little cat nap and we ended up falling asleep up in the stacks studying last night and neither of us heard the warning bell and when we woke up everyone was gone and we were locked in the library and I was so scared that if we tried to break out they would arrest or something. Now Fred here was sure they would go easy on us but you know how unreasonable the security guys can be.... they kind of give me the creeps." She stopped and gasped in a breath her eyes convincingly wide with panic...there would be need for panic if this ploy didn't work.
The poor woman looked totally buffaloed like she had just been hit by a blast out of left field. Colin caught on to the story and patted Rory on the arm before turning his most suave voice on the older woman "I'm sorry about my girlfriend, she gets a little worked up about these things. We really didn't mean to get stuck in here, I don't know how we slept through the bell, but we would REALLY appreciate it if you could help us out."
He could see the woman softening but she still had questions. "What were you two doing in the stacks so late at night."
Rory gave Colin a worried look and then stammered a reply "I...we. Its just more comfortable up there to study you know, I have this long paper to write, and Fred was helping me and well, you know...." she trailed off, the stammer might have been real but the effect was perfect. The woman raised an eyebrow at them and Rory could practically read the thoughts as they crossed her brain about exactly what they had been doing in the stacks. Rory blushed, embarrassed even by the implication but hoped that it was worth it.
The woman seemed to be considering her options. Finally she relented with a sigh and then her look turned stern. "Okay, I will let you out this time and this can remain just between the three of us but don't let it happen again. There can be serious consequences and next time you might not find such a sympathetic ear. Now follow me." She escorted them towards the exit and Colin quirked an eyebrow at Rory in admiration. She winked at him and then pasted a relieved expression on her face.
When they got to the door and the woman opened it with a keyed password she turned and grabbed the woman's hand and pumped it up and down enthusiastically. "Thank you so much, we won't forget this. We really owe you, and I promise it will never happen again.... thanks so much..." she paused "I'm sorry what was your name?"
"Judith" the woman said looking pained as she tried to extricate her hand from Rory's surprisingly strong grip.
"Judith" She pointed to herself and Colin "Fred and....Ginger." It slipped out before she could catch it, she continued quickly before it could sink into the woman's brain " We won't forget you. You are a life saver."
Colin clapped a hand on the woman's shoulder and added his thanks as well, incidentally the combination of movements unbalanced the stack of papers in the poor woman's hand and they fell in a shower around her. She pulled her hand away from Rory's and looked down, dismayed at the mess. When she looked up again the two students were gone. Sheglanced around perplexed but then hurriedly closed the doors and began to gather her papers.
Rory and Colin stood around the corner of the building trying desperately to contain their laughter. Colin gave Rory the first real smile she had seen from him as he eyed her with mirth "Well Ginger, I'd have to say that was a pretty excellent showing for your first major subterfuge." He cocked an eyebrow "Are you sure this is your first time being a criminal?"
She gave a small curtsy "I think half the credit goes to you my dear Fred and yes it is my first time being a criminal, I didn't say it was my first time making up a good story. Fantasy land was practically my second home growing up and I learned at the feet of a master."
"Fred and Ginger though? That was risky."
"I think I was channeling my mother."
He looked curious "Someday I am going to have to meet this mother of yours, she sounds.... unique."
Rory rolled her eyes glad the tension between them had eased a bit "You have no idea. Just ask Logan, he met her and I'm sure he is still reeling."
The look Colin gave her was one of blank incomprehension "Logan met your mother?"
She suddenly bit her tongue. It seemed that Logan hadn't told his buddies about his little sojourn to Stars Hollow which meant that he might not have told them about the deal. Now that was something to think about.
She changed the subject quickly. "We had better get going if we want to write that poem and get to the meeting point by nine. Do we have chalk?"
Still perplexed by the previously elucidated information and her quick avoidance of the subject Colin wanted to ask more but he saw her point when he glanced at his watch. The trek through the library had taken longer than anticipated and they only had 15 minutes to finish before they were supposed to meet the car. He pulled a small box out of his pocket and handed her a piece of sidewalk chalk. When they reached the center courtyard they opened the book and both crouched down and began to write frantically. There were a few students meandering the courtyard now but most seemed to be in a drunken haze or a caffeine deprived coma like state because no one even paused to give them a second glance. Either that or it was considered entirely commonplace to be writing a poem in chalk on the campus quad, anything was possible in New York.
They had just finished and were standing back to admire their artwork. "What is a Jabberwocky anyway?" Rory was about to answer when she saw a security guard out of the corner of her eye, and he was coming towards them.
"Uh, Fred.... I think we have company."
To her surprise Colin looked happy about this new development. "Perfect, this is going to be easier than I thought it would be. Just step back and watch a master at work Ginger." He gave her a conspiratorial wink. Before the security guard could get a word in edgewise Colin was striding towards him looking nothing but excited in his Columbia sweatshirt.
He was the model of politeness "Hello Sir, we were wondering if you could take a picture for us. We had to write this poem out here as a project for our creative writing class and we have to get a picture of us with it to show the teacher."
The guard hesitated for a moment looking doubtful about this explanation. He glanced from Colin to Rory and then down at the scribbled words. "It looks like a bunch of nonsense."
Colin laughed easily "That's what I thought too but its actually a famous passage from "Through the Looking Glass" by Lewis Caroll, he's the guy that wrote "Alice in Wonderland". Can you believe some of the stuff we pay tuition to learn. Well, anyway, we have this crazy professor who thinks that this is some exercise in creativity so here we are on a Saturday morning slaving away over concrete. And chalk"
The security guard seemed to be weighing the story. It certainly sounded somewhat plausible; who knew what crazy stunt the professors had come up with this time. The two young people in front of him looked innocent enough and it wasn't really causing any harm after all the chalk would wash off. He yielded and took the proffered camera phone. "How do I take the picture?"
Colin gave Rory a triumphant wink and then bent to show the man how to use the camera. Rory and Colin stood side-by-side at the top of the poem and grinned for the camera. Colin grabbed it quickly and smiled at the guard. "Can we get a picture of you too? Just to show who took the picture."
"Uh, sure." Colin snapped the picture and then proffered his hand to the guard. "Thanks man' he glanced at this badge "Stanley, thanks a lot you have been a great help.'
The girl gave him a smile as well and then they were walking away. The guard stood for a moment perplexed at what had just occurred, something was sort of funny about it. He called after them just as they thought they were in the clear "Hey, I didn't get your names, in case there are questions about this."
Colin turned and still walking backwards he yelled, "I'm Fred and this is Ginger."
"Okay, thanks." The guard looked puzzled. Colin turned back around and pushed Rory to walk faster.... it was a gamble he shouldn't have taken. The guard's voice rang out behind them "Wait!"
They exchanged a look and broke into a run. They had barely rounded the corner of one of the huge gates edging the main quad when a black SUV pulled to the curb in front of them. Colin grabbed the car door and swung it open, Rory leapt in and he quickly followed slamming the door behind them. Both of them ducked their heads so they were only partially visible.
Logan, Finn and Stephanie who were already seated in the car gave them both an assessing look. Logan was the first to ask in a dry voice "I take it there were a few problems?"
Colin pulled the contraband book out of his jacket and handed it to Logan. "Nothing that we couldn't handle, right Ginger?" this was accompanied by an exaggerated wink at Rory which caused her to start snickering. Colin swallowed a chuckle as he faced Logan's sour look. "We'll explain later.... just drive."
"Where too good sir?" asked Finn in a mocking voice form the driver's seat. "
"Anywhere but here James."
Logan considered them for a long moment. Colin and Rory laughing, together. He didn't like this development one bit.
