A few weeks later the pressure was on. The wedding was the next day and Rory was way past nervous. They had made all of the preparations, the caterer and florist were booked, and the reception was taken care of. Trying to ignore the flip-flop feeling in her stomach she finally decided to go and try to talk Logan into leaving early, so they could spend their last night as single's together. Grabbing her cell phone (and making sure it was fully charged) she dropped it into her purse and set off for Logan's building. Since it was a beautiful day, she had decided to walk and take the ten minutes to think.

I can't believe I'm getting married tomorrow. What if it doesn't work out? What if I trip? What if I mess up my vows? What if- Stop it Rory! She scolded herself. Another wave of panic overtook her. Why am I doing this? Logan's face suddenly popped into her head and she smiled. Oh yeah. She remembered. I'm in love with him. Everything will be okay after all. Seeing that she had finally arrived at Logan's building she headed towards his office. Preparing for another Miss I Am Just So Amazing Working For A Huntzberger, her jaw dropped when she saw who was at the desk.

The woman had dark brown curly hair that came no lower than her ears and looked to be in her late fifties or early sixties, from what Rory could tell. She wore a pair of thinned framed glasses connected to a chain around her neck on the tip of her nose. Rory quickly looked at her outfit to see that she had on black pumps, a long black skirt, and a blue sweater that appeared to be handmade.

The woman looked up. "Hello there, dear. Can I help you with something?"

Rory finally looked up and realized someone was talking to her. "Oh, um hi. I'm here to see Logan."

"Are you by any chance Rory?" The woman asked.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Oh, I'm ever so delighted to meet you!" She said immediately smiling. "Mr. Huntzberger has gone on about you nonstop! From what he says you are quite the young lady."

Rory smiled. "It's nice to meet you…."

"Estelle. Estelle Franklin." She supplied.

"Mrs. Franklin."

"Now, now, how old am I? Call me Estelle. Jellybean?" She offered holding up a jar.

Rory took a handful and thanked her. "So, you're Logan's new secretary?"

"Got the job two days ago. It's marvelous." Estelle said happily.

Rory recalled Logan mentioning something about hiring a new secretary, but she had never imagined she'd get this lucky. "Are those your grandchildren?" She asked pointing to a picture on Estelle's desk.

Estelle beamed. "Yes, that's them. All five of them." She pointed to a picture of a man, woman, and two children. "Those are my two girls." She said proudly. "Jessica is thirty-one and Andrea is twenty-seven." She pointed at various kids' pictures as she spoke. "That's Danny, who's nine, Casey, who's five, and Melanie, who's thirteen. They're Jessica's. And Alex and Amy are Andrea's six year old twins. And this-" She picked up and old black and white photo of a man in an army uniform and a woman in a long dress and smiled at it. "is Ralph."

"Your husband?" Rory guessed.

Estelle nodded. "Thirty-five wonderful years." She said. "Never regret one minute of it." She paused and smiled down at the frame once more before sitting it back down and returning her focus to Rory. "You can go on into Logan's office if you'd like. I'm sure he's expecting you."

"Actually" Rory said changing her mind, "I'd like to stay here and talk with you, if that's alright."

The older woman beamed again. "I'd love that. How about a cup of coffee?" she asked pouring Rory a cup from the coffee maker behind her desk.

Rory grinned. "Estelle, I think we're going to be great friends."

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Logan sighed and leaned back from his desk. He couldn't concentrate. He was getting married tomorrow. How was he supposed to focus on work at a time like this? All of a sudden, he heard laughter from outside his door. Deciding to see what was causing the noise and then go home and surprise Rory, he grabbed his briefcase and headed out of his office. He was shocked to find Rory and his new secretary in hysterics. Estelle was leaning over and dabbing her eyes with a handkerchief, while Rory was in a chair across from her desk, doubled over and clutching her stomach.

"What is going on here?" he asked walking over.

Estelle immediately sat up. "I'm so sorry Mr. Huntzberger, I shouldn't have let this happen."

"I'm sorry too, Logan." Rory added. "We should've been quieter."

"Ladies, ladies, it's alright. I just wanted to know what was so funny."

Rory and Estelle glanced at each other before breaking out into hysterical laughs once more. They finally calmed themselves down Rory said calmly, "Nothing."

Logan decided to let it go and moved onto the next subject. "Ready to go, Ace?"

"Sure. Oh, and I invited Estelle to the wedding, I hope that's okay. But we have plenty of room and food and-"

"That's a wonderful idea." He cut in. "Estelle, I will see you tomorrow at five thirty."

Estelle nodded, and Rory and Logan set off for the apartment.

"So I see you've met my new secretary."

"Logan, she's great! She's nice and funny and she loves coffee and she's just perfect!"

"I hate to break it to you, Ace, but she's married." He said smirking.

She gently smacked his arm. "You know what I mean. Plus, I don't have to worry about her."

"Are you saying that she wouldn't come onto me?"

"Pretty much."

"I'm offended, Ace. For your information she came into my office yesterday and asked if she could take her lunch break and things got pretty hot."

"Oh really?"

"Really, really. Before I knew it we were walking into the kitchenette and sharing our life stories."

"I'm jealous."

"Well, that's what you get for having such a hot and sexy fiancée."

"That's what I get for having such a cocky and arrogant fiancée.

A/N: Yes, this chapter was very short but I'm already working on the next chapter, which is the wedding! I promise I'll update really soon!! Don't worry, I can't wait for the wedding either!!!