Rory and Logan had just finished eating an early dinner, when Logan stepped away to call his father. Rory was left alone in the kitchen and started clearing everything away. It was only six o'clock and they had no plans for the night, but Rory couldn't wait for the rest of the night. Both of them had wanted their first night living together, again, to be spent inside, readjusting themselves to the idea of co-habitation. Rory had also wanted to spend this time in private so that she could try and reassure Logan that this time it would be different.
She was overjoyed that he was giving her another change, but was well aware of how badly he was hurt the first time. All the mentions of taking it slowly and having to work to get back what they had, Rory took to heart. While once again living with Logan was a great step forward, she knew that it didn't really mean much in terms of trust. Once all of Logan's doubts about her were gone, once his worry about whether she would be there when he got home, or when he called her, once that was gone then they'd truly be on the right path.
Rory put the last remaining container in the refrigerator still heard Logan on the phone in another room, so she went over to the couch and turned on the television, already feeling more at home than she ever did in her hotel room, or in the apartment she shared with Paris back in New Haven.
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It took Logan seven minutes but he was finally on the line with his father, who was still at one of the Huntzberger Media offices in Los Angeles, Mitchum was aware of who was on the other end and wasted no time with small talk.
"What happened Logan, what's wrong in London?"
Logan rolled his eyes, "So much faith in me dad, I'm touched. Really."
"I have no time for your games son, things aren't going well over here and I could stand to have this conversation with you any other time."
Logan sighed, realizing that joking while there was trouble in L.A. was not the best course of action, "No dad, everything's fine at the London paper, things are going well, as you are aware of."
"Then what's the reason for this call."
"I need to speak to you about the future."
"Well, I don't think this is the right time Logan," Mitchum told him, getting frustrated with the phone conversation.
"I know it isn't. I don't want to do it over the phone either. I know you are going to be in Berlin on Wednesday, and I know you talked about stopping by London to check on things. I just want to talk to you when you do."
"What is this about Logan?"
"I told you, it's about my future. Now, I've already set aside some time Tuesday afternoon. So I'll see you then, Dad."
Stunned by Logan's adamancy all Mitchum could do was agree, he was going to visit the London office, and he was going to check in on Logan, so it wasn't a bother for him to agree to Logan's terms. "Is that all Logan, I've got to get back and save this paper from the incompetent morons I put in charge of it in the first place."
"Good luck with that, see you Tuesday Dad," Logan said with a grin on his face as he ended the call and walked back into the living room where his grin turned into a smile when he saw Rory on the couch, on his couch, on their couch, watching television.
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Logan shifted Rory's legs so that they were now draped over his and made himself as comfortable on the couch as Rory looked. He had to admit, he was as surprised as anyone at how quickly he had readjusted. It was if she never left, it was as if nothing happened, on the surface anyway. Logan still had some feelings of doubt and worry, and while he knew they would only intensify when they separated again, he was equally certain they would go away after giving Rory the opportunity to quash those fears.
"So, what are we watching?" Logan inquired.
"Oh, nothing, I was just channel surfing until you got back talking to your father. Didn't really want to get to invested in any one program because I have a feeling the television won't be the one that's occupying my time now that you're here," Rory took the remote in her hand and powered off the television. She readjusted herself so that she and Logan were now facing each other.
"Occupy my time huh? What did you have in mind?" Logan said suggestively as he inched closer to Rory.
"I am very, very interested," Rory said in a seductive voice, "in what you and your father said to each other."
"Way to kill the mood, Ace," Logan said as he moved back to where he was, "you're quite good at that these days aren't ya?"
Rory was the one who made the move towards Logan, and she curled beside him, his arm now wrapped around her shoulder drawing her even closer to him, "Yeah, but I think it's important, and the reporter in me is curious."
Logan kissed her on the temple, took a lock of her hair in his right hand and started telling her of the phone call. "Well, we swapped recipes for banana bread, discussed the best ways to get out grass stains in jeans and tried to solve hard sudoku number two-eight-nine-four-one. Typical stuff with Mitchum."
"Logan, I know neither of you would be able to solve medium so don't lie about that."
"You caught me. Actually it was pretty uneventful, he was coming to Berlin during the week anyway, and he wouldn't have missed the opportunity to stop by and check on me, so I just had to tell him to meet and that was that."
"You had to set up a meeting to speak to your father, about your future?" Rory asked and Logan nodded, "I hope you don't take this the wrong way, but the day my kids have to set a meeting to talk to their father, is they day I file for divorce."
Logan looked at Rory, she didn't say anything specifically that was geared towards him, or that told him that she was talking about their marriage, their kids, but the message was crystal clear. "That sounds like a plan. So yeah, Tuesday he'll be stopping by London and that's when he'll know about my plans for my future."
"Good. Oh wait," Rory stopped.
"What's wrong? Nothing he says can sway me Rory; trust me I can stand up to him," Logan said, not really knowing what was worrying Rory.
"No it's not that, I believe you Logan. I'm sure you will do what you told me you were going to do. That's not an issue."
"Then what is it?"
"What is he going to say about me living with you?" Rory seemed genuinely concerned, Logan was not.
"Uh…I'm not sure. Really, I don't see it being an issue, I'm not sure it'll even come up. This isn't something to worry about Rory. Trust me. It's a non-issue with my father, but thankfully I am very into the arrangement." Logan told her as he leaned into her and kissed her for the first time since before dinner had begun almost thirty minutes ago.
They continued kissing for many minutes before Rory broke away slightly to ask, "so, I take it long nights at the office might be a thing of the past for the next two weeks?'
Logan smirked, "You know, I've always wondered what this apartment looked like at six."
"Sorry to disappoint you, but I don't think you'll be paying a lot of attention to the aesthetics of this place when you come home." Rory leaned in to restart the intimate moment.
"I'll have to get someone to take me a photo," Logan told her as the started down the path to christening Logan's apartment, months after moving in.
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Author's Note: I hope to have another chapter up by Wednesday and perhaps another one on Friday depending on my ability to get ideas. I'm getting a better idea of where I'd like to see this story finish up, it's just a matter of getting there. As always reviews are appreciated, happy reading.