Silently Logan filled out the insurance forms, all while keeping an eye on his wife. He had sent Stephanie, Colin, and Finn home shortly after the parents had departed for L.A. Logan rubbed his eyes as he initialed on another dotted line. Giving up he placed the paper work on the table in one of the corners of the room. He crossed the room to the chair that had become his usual place and quietly sat down and, as had become his custom, took her hand in his. Logan closed his eyes and even though he was exhausted, sleep would not come. As time passed, all too slowly for his liking, Logan began to recall all his memories of himself and Rory.
Logan recalled the first vivid memory he had of himself of Rory. The Hayden's had had his family over for New Years Eve, he and Rory had both received matching tricycles, hers pink and his black. Logan remembered how he had tried to steal Rory's bike, only to find her on his back attempting to bite him to force him on her bike. He laughed to himself as he remembered that she had done that because she had hidden Christmas cookies in the compartment of her new bike. Logan slowly began to feel sleep climb over his body as he attempted to recall more memories, but in the end, his body conceded to the sleep.
Logan abruptly awoke from a dreamless sleep as soon as he felt the soft hand with in his move.
"Logan?" A very quiet voice called.
"It's ok I'm here, shh." Logan responded soothingly as he sat on the bed.
"Mm, I'm sorry." A groggy Rory mumbled.
"It's ok babe, there isn't anything to be sorry for." Logan smiled as he pressed the button for the nurse. "Do you remember anything?"
"No, not really. . ." Rory trailed off as her eyes started to close and then snapped open, "no, I mean, I remember Erica's, and Tyler's car, paparazzi, Tristan, and being put in an ambulance, that, that's it. What else happened?"
"Don't worry about it right now sweetie." Logan said as he kissed her on the forehead. "The nurse and the doctor are coming in and I want you to let them check you out."
"Alright, but I really wanna go back to sleep right now."
"I'll tell you what, stay up for the doctor to come check you out and we don't have to talk about any of this until we get you home." Logan offered.
"Well, ok I'll try, but after they leave will you curl up with me?"
"Fair enough." Logan smiled as he gently kissed her.
"Stephanie Marie Campbell, I am disappointed in you!" A somewhat stronger Rory teased her best friend twenty-four hours later. "I have a closet full of Dior, Chanel, Michael Korrs, and Dolce, and you bring me jeans and a hoodie."
"Talk to your husband," Stephanie laughed, glad to see her friend beginning to return to herself, "He was the one that said it should be comfortable."
"Logan!" Rory sighed exhausted.
"Shh, my dear, you know you're not supposed to do anything that may raise your heart rate."
"Well maybe it wouldn't have to rise if my husband let me look fashionable for the paparazzi." Rory smiled before resting her head on the wheelchair's headrest.
"Okay Mrs. Huntzberger, I gave your husband directions, but I don't want you doing anything to stressful for at least the next two days, I prescribed some medicine to help with anxiety that you may have as a result of this." Dr. Ignatius smiled as he patted Rory on the shoulder. "You are free to go, so long as you promise to contact me if any problems occur, do you understand?"
"Yes doctor I understand." Rory smiled weakly as she put on her Chanel sun glasses. "Logan can we please go home now?"
"Yes lets, Steph, are Colin and Finn bringing the car around?"
"Yup they should be here by now; lets get this media mess over with."
As quickly and as carefully as possible Logan maneuvered his wife's wheelchair through the crowd of paparazzi that had congregated in front of the exit. Gently, Logan lifted Rory into the car and then quickly slid in behind her, followed by Stephanie.
"Oy little sister how are you holding up back there?"
"Been better been worse." Rory replied as she laid her head on Logan's lap.
"Well lets get you home then." Colin smiled as they pulled out of the parking lot in a sea of flashbulbs.
"Where are Mom and Daddy?" Rory questioned.
"We'll talk about it later Ror." Logan replied gently as he stroked her hair.
"They left didn't they?"
"Ya, they did sweetheart."
"Oh, well, okay, that's good." Rory sighed as she closed her eyes in an attempt to stop the tears that were threatening to flow.
The next morning, while Rory was still sound asleep, Logan sat in the living room holding a business card in his hand that Finn had left for him. Logan mentally debated whether or not he wanted to take the plunge that dialing this number would inevitably bring on or if he wanted to keep something like this from Rory.
"David Tomball." A male voice on the other end of the line answered.
"Mr. Tomball, my name is Logan, one of my friend's gave me your number, I was wondering if you could help me with a situation." Logan said quietly as he kept his eyes focused on the bedroom door.
"Well Logan, you know we would have to meet to discuss this situation, are you comfortable with that?"
"Yes, I have some things that need taking care of for the next forty-eight hours, but after that I am free."
"Well how does Saturday, three in the afternoon, at Paddy's Pub, you know where that is?"
"Yes I do, I'll be there, thank you." Logan responded as he quickly hung up the phone and went to check on his wife.
Across town Stephanie stared at Colin and Finn, "How could the two of you give him that number?" She fumed, "I mean I know intelligence isn't always your strong suit but, what the hell were you thinking! Nothing, mark my words, nothing, good is going to come from this!"
Sorry this one is a tad shorter, but was trying to make a bridge of sorts and it became slightly harder than I thought it would be, anyways, please please review can we make it to 1180, I know you guys can be opinionated if I push you guys hard enough. Love xoxo