"Dude let it ring it's guys night." Colin laughed as he grabbed Logan's phone and put it on silent.

"Fine." Logan conceded as he dealt another round of cards for another poker game. "Finn, if I can't answer mine you can't answer yours either." Logan laughed as he likewise silenced Finn's phone.

"Oy, fine you too then Colin."

"Fine, it's probably the girls calling to see if we actually ended up hiring strippers or not." Colin smirked.

"Yea, but anyways tell me about this family vacation you and Rory have got to go on."

"It's part vacation part publicity stunt I think," Logan mumbled as he let the cigar dangle between his lips, "should be interesting though, I am still trying to wrap my head around how they expect us to be both college students and media darlings."

"Yeah, man I mean your family is nice and all but they are putting a hell of a lot of shit on the two of you to carry this family into the next era."

"You know about their plan don't you?" Logan questioned Colin.

"Ya I heard my dad talking to your dad about it at one of the events." Colin concede.

"And Finn?"

"Ya I know mate. Colin told me, we were waiting for the right time to tell you and all."

"Ya, it's all good, don't tell the girls or anyone it's still pretty much top secret as far as things go."

"Secret is safe, even if it is pretty fucked up." Colin commented. "I gotta give them credit though, they certainly seem to know what they are doing."

"Ya they sure as hell do." Logan muttered.

"When do they expect little ankle bitters?" Finn teased.

"Don't even get me started." Logan replied as the door bell rang. "You expecting anyone Colin?"

"No parents are gone, beats me who wants us at one in the morning, probably Jack the Ripper or someone in that line of work. Come on we're harder to kill if the three of us stick together." Colin finished standing up and motioning for the other two to join him.

"Mr. McCrae?" A uniformed officer asked as the three boys stood in the doorway.

"Yes, how can I help you officer?"

"A Miss. Stephanie Campbell said we could find a Mr. Logan Huntzberger here."

"That would be me Sir." Logan said as he stepped forward.

"Miss. Campbell asked me to contact you, she said she had been able to reach you, I'm sorry to tell you this sir but your wife was rushed to the hospital about thirty minutes ago."

"What happened?" Logan questioned as he felt all the color drain from his face.

"I don't know sir, but we can take you if you would like."

"No need officer," Finn interjected, "Logan go get our stuff I'll get a driver and the information, Colin go with him."

"No Finn, I can deal with this."

"No Logan go get everything ready." Finn ordered as Colin clasped Logan's shoulder and led him back into the house. "Officer, do you honestly not know what happened?" Finn inquired once Logan was safely out of ear shot.

"Just know that she was taken there in an ambulance after her friends discovered she was unresponsive and then became unconscious."

"Alright, thank you, which hospital was she taken to?"

"St. Mark's Methodist in New Haven." The officer responded. "Are you sure you boys don't need any assistance?"

"Thank you officer we are quiet alright." Finn answered as he shook the officer's hand and turned to go inside. "Oy mates lets go!" He yelled as he called the car service.

"Finn what is going on, no on is answering their cells now?" Logan panicked.

"Mate, I don't know, all the officer said is she was rushed there after becoming unresponsive and unconscious, come on the car will be he in a couple minutes."

"Should I call her parents, my parents, any of them, they're all in Washington D.C. right now?" Logan asked as he sat in the back of the limo.

"You call the hospital see if you can get any information, Finn you call the Hayden's I'll call the Huntzbergers." Colin directed as he opened his phone.

"They're going to try to get the next flight out or charter a plane with the Huntzbergers." Finn informed everyone as soon as Logan had hung up his phone. "They'll keep in touch with the three of us, what did the hospital say?"

"Assholes, it's times like these I wish Paris was here, she was always good at getting information, but anyways, they apparently don't know much, she is stable and they are still running tests to see what happened."

"Had she been drinking?" Colin asked guardedly.

"Yes, but they said the initial blood alcohol tests indicate there wasn't anywhere near enough in her system to cause what happened to her. Stephanie is sitting with here right now. Damnit can't we go any faster!" Logan fumed.

"Mate, we're going as fast as we can, you need to seriously calm down though cause you need to be in your right mind when we get there, remember the two of you are married, he important decisions are in your hands now, not her parents."

"I know, I get it Finn. Hold on let me take this it's an unknown number." Logan said as he flipped open his phone. "This is Logan."

"Mr. Huntzberger this is Timothy Reed from the New York Post what is your wife's condition, did alcohol lead to this emergency room visit?"

"Go to fucking hell in a hand basket, call me again and you will be talking to my lawyers." Logan yelled into the receiver as he forcefully slammed his phone onto the floor of the car.

"Media?" Finn asked.

"Yeah they have some damn nerve."

"How did they even find out?"

"Probably had been tailing Rory all weekend and saw them putting her into the ambulance. God please let her be okay." Logan pleaded as he looked toward the ceiling.

"Mate there is nothing we can do right now, and I know that is murdering you but drink some water have a smoke, you need to be ready for what may happen when we walk into that hospital."

"I know," Logan shot back as he twisted open the cap of the Dasani bottle, "please God just let her be okay."

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