"When was the last time that you were here?" Logan asked as he fumbled with his keychain before finding the correct key to open the front door to his apartment.

Rory laughed and shook her head. "I've never been to this one."

"Are you sure?" Logan asked as he pushed the door open and led them into a dark apartment.

"The one in Vegas, yes. The one in London, yes. Various hotels, yes. But I never came to this one. You had moved when we started hanging out again, and I never came here. I don't know why, we never really talked about it." Rory responded

Logan groped the wall for a light switch, before flipping it and illuminating the entry way to the sparsly but masculinely decorated apartment. "Huh, I swore you had been here before." He shrugged. "Well, you're here now." He smiled taking her bag from her and setting it on the couch. "There's two bedrooms. There might not be much in the spare one other than a bed and TV. It's usually where Finn and the guys crash when they come."

Rory made a disgusted face as she looked at Logan. "You did santize them after Finn slept in there last."

Logan laughed deeply and nodded. "Yes, the maid comes every week, and cleans everything even if it doesn't need it. So all essence of Finn is gone." He moved away from her and around the room as he shuffled papers off the coffee table and into a pile which he put on the top of the bookshelf. "If you want we can order some food, and watch movies. Or I can take you out. I would cook, but there's no food in the house so I would have to go to the grocery store..."

Rory let him ramble on for a few more minutes before she stopped him. She walked over and put her fingers on his lips. "Shh, Logan. Calm down. Whatever you want to do is fine." She had never thought Logan as a nervous person. In all the years that she had known him, she could probably count on one hand the amount of times that she had actually seen him act or seem nervous.

"Sorry, guess the last few days are just catching up with me." The blonde answered as way of explination.

"Ordering in is fine. But aren't there things that you have to do?" Rory asked a she moved onto the couch.

Logan smiled and dissapeared into the kitchen, returning a few minutes later with a stack of menus. " I do, but they can wait till later or tomorrow." He paused That's the good part about living in the city, we can order just about everything you could possibly want." Logan lowered himself to the other end of the couch and handed the menu's over before adding. "There's even a food cart a few blocks away that only serves things made with Nutella in them. They'll deliver for an extra twenty bucks."

"You lead a charmed life Huntzburger." Rory joked as she looked through the menus in her lap. Sushi was out, because she couldn't eat fish. Chinese gave her indegestion ever since she got pregant. She finally found one for an Italian place with a large plate of spaghetti on their brochure. She held it up and looked at Logan. "Italian?"

Logan smiiled and took the brochure. "Whatever makes the lady happy. " Logan laughed as he opened the brochure. "I assume you want chicken parm, extra cheesey breadsticks and cheesecake."

"You know me so well." Rory said as she felt herself relax. When they had first walked into Logan's apartment, she was a little on edge. Afraid there would be reminders of Odette in the apartment, even though she had never so much as seen a stray earring in all the time she had been seeing Logan while he was "engaged" to Odette.

"I'll order it online." Logan said with a smile as he tapped at the keys of his oversized smartphone. "Here try to figure out the smart TV." He chuckled handing her the remote. "It is apparently way too smart for me."

Rory took the remote that seemed to have a hundred buttons on it and fiddled with various combinations until the tv a few feet in front of them finally came to life. With a trimphant smile she hit the arrow button until she landed on the icon for Netflix.

"Well look at you whizzing your way right along." Logan teased as he set his phone down and turned his attention back to Rory. "Food will be here in an hour."

"Perfect." Rory said as she scrolled through the suggestions Netflix was presenting them with. "Is there anything in particular that y ou want to watch?"

"To be honest I don't even know what is on Netflix. I never get to use it. It was just part of the internet package so I have it. I think I've spent three hours total watching it."

Rory entered something in the search bar and smiled when The Twilight Zone showed up. She hit the play button and looked over and smirked at Logan. "I think we can agree on this."

Logan just laughed. "Do you still have the rocket?"

Rory bit her tongue before nodding. "Yeah, its in storage in Hartford. But I still have it."

Logan's eyes lit up before he practically jumped off the couch and smiled. "Stay right there."

Rory who was a little confused nodded. Logan vanished down the hallway and into what she assumed was the master bedroom. After some thumping and other various noises that one associates with moving stuff a round Logan returned with a brown leather briefcase. Rory instantly recognized it as the one she purchased hiim before he left for London right after graduation.

She laughed. "You still have that?"

"Of course, but that's not all. Look inside." he said with a playful grin as he handed it over.

Rory tilted her head and stared at him for a couple of seconds before moving her gaze down to the worn and supple leather briefcase in her lap. She unfastened it and was surprisied by what she found inside. A black photo album tied in simple white ribbon was the only thing in the bag.

"There pictures of us, of you, of everything we've done over the years. Finn's birthday party where I got jealous of you coming with Robert, all the way up to the infamous putt putt night."

Rory was blown away as she pulled the ribbon off and slowly opened up the book containing so much of the past she had shared with Logan. Looking up at him, she felt her eyes grow misty as she fought to find the words to express what she was feeling. She knew she had kept things from their relationship and past, but she hadn't really ever pegged him as being so sentimental that he might. She was amazed, and touched.

"Don't cry Ace. I thought you'd like seeing this." Logan said as he took his seat next to her .

"Oh Logan, I'm not sad. This is. I just. I never thought you kept all of these. Or had pictures from that night." She smiled through the tears that were now flowing openenly.