"So this is the office where Mitchum ruined lives?" Rory asked as they stepped into the large office and Logan switched on the light.

"That's one way to describe it." He said with a chuckle as he moved over to a filing cabinet and searched for several folders. "You can sit at the desk if you want. I just have to pull some files, check his messages and voicemails and then print the instructions for the memorial service." He paused pulling a thick manilla envelope out of the second drawer before adding. "Not that anyone would want to remember him for anything more than their paycheck."

"That's not nice Logan." Rory said laughing.

"Well, neither was he." Logan rebuttled, and Rory not able to come with a good enough comeback walked around the desk to see what the man that she long held a distaste for looked at while he worked. Where normal fathers and husbands would have pictures of their kids and wives, Mitchum had awards and pictures of himself shaking hands of various business men. "

"I don't know what I was expecting." Rory muttered as she glanced from picture to picture.

Logan looked up from the filing cabinet he was busy pulling things out of. "Did you find the one of him and Reagan? That was always his favorite"

Rory picked up a heavy gold and black frame and laughed. "Odd. I didn't think your fathers beliefs would align with Reagans."

"I don't think my father had any beliefs other than in money." Logan answered as he shut the filing cabinet and made his way around Rory to the chair. Sitting down he looked up at her and smiled. "Thanks for coming with me."

Rory nodded. "No big deal. Afterall, what are girlfriends for."

Logan laughed pulling her into his lap and brushing the stray hairs out of her eyes. "You weren't my girlfriend when you offered to come with me."

Rory laughed shushing him. "Shhh, don't ruin the moment." She whispered before kissing softly. The two got lost in the moment, a simple kiss turned into something more and they weren't exactly sure how much time had passed when they heard someone clear their throat a few feet away from them.

Rory pulled away and jumped up quickly and saw Logan scoot up to the desk as if to hide something before speaking to their visitor. "Can I help you?"

The older balding man in the dark charcoal suit blushed and cleared his throat again. "I don't know if you remember me. I'm Sturart Potter. I've worked with your dad for fifteen years. Anyway. I have the Will papers and information you left a message about." He said producing a fat folder from behind his back.

Logan held his hand out and nodded. "Thank you. Why dont you and the rest of the office take the day off.I will send out a memo when I know what is going on and when the funeral is."

The look that passed across the older gentleman's face could only be explained as shock and bewilderment, nontheless he nodded and excused himself from the office.

"Well...welll...well" Rory said when Stuart was out of earshot. "Still seducing women in innappropriate places." Rory teased as she leaned against the desk to the right of him.

"Only one woman." Logan laughed as he gathered up the folders and put them in a stack on the corner of the desk. "It's not my fault she's so distracting."

Rory laughed. "Oh just finish up what needs to be done here, so we can leave. That was so awkward."

"Aye aye" Logan said with a grin as he hit the power button on the top of the line computer and and waited for it to boot up.

"Ooof." Rory said after a few seconds.

"What's wrong? Ace are you okay?" Logan asked, a concerned look evident in his eyes.

Rory laughed as she reached out and guided his hand to her belly where the baby was moving. "Just the baby moving. Nothing's wrong."

Logan realxed and smiled as he felt the slight jumps under his hand. "I will get used to this eventually. " he said. His hand stayed on Rory's stomach until the computer finished booting up he turned his attention to checking his father's email. "Just what I thought, nothing that's worth reading." He hastily hit the button and sighed. "I've just about had enough of being here for today. I can check his voicemail from my phone. I got the folders let's get out of here."

Rory who was glad that they were leaving stood up. "Do you want me to carry anything?"

Logan shook his head as he gathered the stack of folders under his arm. "I got this. Let's just leave. And you can take joy in the fact that you'll have walked across Mitchum's sacred walkway twice.

Rory grinned, there was something so satisfying knowing that Mitchum would be beside himself in anger if he were alive and could see her on the walkway.

As they walked across it a few minutes later, she looked at Logan a little sheepishly and laughed. "How bad of a person does it make me that I really enjoy that me walking across this would ruin Mitchum's day."

"It makes you perfectly normal babe." Logan said as they were once again in the parking structure.

"Well as long as you think so. That's all that matters." she said happily as they stepped into the elevator.

"Logan?" she asked once they were back in the car.

"Mhm?" he answered as he backed the car out of the parking space and headed out of the parking garage.

"What's going to happen to the company?"

"That's why the will was so important. No one knows who get's it or if it's supposed to be sold, or what." Logan sighed. "I'll have to read over the documents and find out what he wanted."

Rory groaned. "Oh that sounds like a barrel of laughs. Do you need to do that right now?"

Logan shrugged. "No, I should probably do it today. But it's only nine thirty am. So I probably habe time." He glanced over at her, eyebrow raised. "Why? Whatcha thinking?"

"Let's go to Yale. Take a walk around campus?"

Logan wasn't exactly sure why Rory would want to do such a thing, but he was going to endulge her and that was for certain. "Sure. Let's stop and change into something less stuffy and then we can go by Yale. Maybe even cocoa puffs and ice cream while we are there." He said with a laugh. "Although I think your student meal plan has long since ran out."He laughed remembering one of their first dates. "And I don't think my key still works." He teased.