A few days had passed since Mitchum Huntzburger had died, and Rory found herself in a place she never thought she would step foot in again, the Huntzburger house. She had accompanied Logan to the house to see Honor, and for him to pick up some papers that were needed for his father's will.

"Rory! It's so good to see you!" came Honor's almost sing song voice from somewhere behind where Rory stood , causing her to turn around to see Honor rushing towards her, arms open for a hug.

Rory smiled and opened her own arms, the girls sharing a long hug. While the Huntzburger's elder members hadn't been too fond of Rory, Honor had always liked her, and they had gotten on quite well actually. "Hi Honor." Rory said as the hug broke apart.

"Well let me get a good look at you." The female Huntzburger said as she gave Rory a once over, placing her hand on the ever growing baby bump. "Do you know if it's a boy or girl yet?"

Rory shook her head before verbally answering. "Not yet, I find out in two weeks. Well I guess we, Logan wants to come along too."

"I think it's great that you are letting him be a part of the baby's life. We might not have had a good dad, but I think Logan will do a good job." Honor said softly as Logan walked back into the room, several folders of paperwork in his hand.

"Got what I needed. Let's get out of here before someone else from the family shows up." Logan said Rory before focusing his attention on his sister. "Honor, I hate to leave you here to deal with mom but I am not putting Rory through the drama that would come along with that. She's already had to deal with enough."

"No, I understand Logan. Maybe we can all get together for dinner one day this week." Honor responded, just as mucht to Rory as to Logan.

"I'd like that." Rory said before they all said their goodbyes and Logan whisked her away to the car outside.

Once they were out of the general vicinity of the house Logan turned to Rory and cocked his head asking, "So, do I need to take you back to your house? Do you wanna go to New York with me? What sounds good?"

Rory thought about it for a few seconds before smiling. "I need to go by the paper in the Hollow and send stuff to the printer, but other than that I am pretty free to do whatever." She wanted to make sure she was treading lightly, as they were right on the line of being friends or being more than that, and she didn't want to mess things up.

"Well then, first stop is Stars Hollow and we can take it from there." Logan replied as he continued driving.

"Do you think Shira will actually show up at the house today?" Rory asked after several moments of comfortable silence.

Logan shrugged. "I doubt it, but I didn't want to take any chances. She'll stay at some spa, loading up on pain pills and vodka until the funeral. Then she will show up and play the part of grieving widow."

Rory mulled over what Logan said as she nodded sadly. While she didn't have anything nice to say about either of the Logan's parents, it was a sad situation. She sometimes wondered what had happened to Shira to make her the way that she was. "Any idea on when the funeral is going to happen? I want to make sure I mentally psych myself up for it before it happens."

Logan looked over at her for a second, slightly surprised that she had already decided she was coming. The mere fact that she was willing to go, despite the fact that Shira would be there, was a testament to how Rory cared for him, even after all this time. It touched something deep within him, and made him feel something he hadn't felt in a long time. "I am assuming in a week or so. I need to make a couple more calls. The church of course will be the same one that they got married in. Because it will hold more people than anywhere else. And you know that's exactly how he would of wanted it. The biggest flashiest funeral the company can afford." Logan looked disgusted as he said the last part. He paused and looked over at his riding companion. "But you don't have to come if you think it is going to be too stressful. I know Emily will show up, regardless of how much of a fuck you she gave society when she left the DAR."

Rory couldn't help but giggle. Her grandmother had surprised everyone when she had up and quit the Daughters of the American Revolution a few months earlier, and then moved out of the house that she had shared with Richard for so many years. "I feel like I should be there though. I may of hated Mitchum, but he was still your dad and without him there wouldn't be a you."

"Well, that's sweet. I think." Logan said with a grin.

Several minutes later, the pair pulled up in front of the Stars Hollow Gazette and Rory smiled as she unbuckled her seatbelt and opened the door to get out. "All I have to do is send this weeks issue to the printer and then I'll be right back."

Logan nodded and pulled his phone out. "I'm going to check voicemails. I'll be right here as soon as you are done."

Rory nodded, flashed one more smile before heading into the small offices to do what had to be done.