Rory was walking out of the library, after having just completed research for a paper she was working on. She walked through the halls and walkways briskly, wanting to get to the coffee kiosk so that she could grab a cup before her next class. It had been a stressful day, between Paris becoming increasingly agitated at the perceived idiocy of her classmates, the difficulty Rory had in finding research material and Logan missing their morning phone call. Rory was not in the most agreeable of moods. Rory was looking forward to the weekend and seeing Logan again, this was a bad sign as it was just now Monday. Rory and Logan had discussed the possibility of during the week visits, but both had unfortunately thought that idea was wishful thinking. As he would be busy with getting acclimated to his new office and Rory would be swamped with work. But after the day Rory was having, she felt as though she could use a break from that work.

Rory turned the corner and was now in full view of the kiosk, but something unexpected caught her eye. Sitting on the bench by her favourite kiosk was Logan, waiting patiently, with two cups of coffee occupying his hands. His eyes were scanning the area, and instantly Rory's day got brighter. She walked up to him from the opposite direction, hoping that she would be able to surprise him, but paces away Logan picked up on her and stopped her plan.

"Sorry Ace, you're going to have to be more stealthy than that if you want to surprise me," he said as he turned to face her, how just inches apart.

"I guess I'll have to defer my entrance to the CIA for a year then," she said as she kissed him as well as she could without having him spill the coffee that was in his hands. Rory looked down at the coffee and asked: "For me?"

"For you," Logan said as he handed over her coffee and immediately used his now free arm to pull her closer to him and give her a kiss that was more pleasurable. "Walk you to your next class?"

"You know, I was thinking that maybe that class could be skipped."

"You? Skip a literature seminar? Who are you and what have you done with my girlfriend?"

"Funny, I'm just saying, that class will be there this week, you probably won't be. I want to spend as much as time as possible with you. The class can wait."

Understanding, and touched by Rory's sacrifice, Logan explained his situation to her, "Actually Ace, I will be here for the week. The entire week, my dad said to take the week off," Logan caught Rory's questioning glance and reassured her, "yeah, I know, it was hard for me to believe as well, but it's the truth, I'm not due back in the office until Monday. So until then I am all yours. But I am not going to let you skip a class for me. Besides I want to do this whole surprise meet thing again, but this time with both our hands free so we can take full advantage of it."

"Sounds like a good plan to me. So I have you for the entire week?" Logan nodded, "Someone up there likes me."

"Someone beside you is pretty fond of you as well," Rory smiled as he took her hand and they began walking in the direction of her class. "I do have one question though, where do you want me to stay this week? I mean I'd love to stay with you, but with Paris there, I don't know, would she feel comfortable with me?"

"The better question is would we feel comfortable with her, and the way she's been acting lately I tend to think we wouldn't be."

"Then I guess a hotel room is in store for me this week."

"Logan, this is your week off, I want you to enjoy yourself, maybe you should just stay in New York and come down during the day," Logan stared at her and Rory finally realized the flaw in her plan, "but then I wouldn't be able to stay with you for the night, and that would be very bad. Bad idea that one was."

"Very bad, I'm sure the hotel room won't be so bad, and if you're staying over."

"Which I will be."

"Then it will be just where I want to be."

"That's sweet," Rory said giving Logan a peck on the cheek, "well this is me. I'll be out in an hour. Maybe that will be enough time to get a room. Will you be here when I get out?" Rory asked, not wanting to sound desperate or childish.

"Don't worry I'll be here, and I'm sure I can get us," he stressed, a room for the week, but we'll only be in at overnight. I don't want to tear you from your comfort zone."

"Logan, my ideal comfort zone is within a foot radius of you, and as long as I have my laptop then I'm good to wherever, and this week it will be with you in your hotel room."

"Then I guess I have some arrangements to make. I love you, Ace. See you in an hour," Logan said as he gave her another kiss.

"I love you too," Rory responded as she walked into her class.

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Logan immediately went to work in procuring a hotel room for the week. There were many fine hotels near the Yale campus and since it was during the week he had no trouble getting a room. The hotel he selected was just ten minutes away from Yale, so even if Logan wasn't there to take Rory where she needed to go on campus, it was manageable. Logan's presidential suite was confirmed and he could get his room at his earliest convenience, but Logan decided to wait for Rory as he wasn't in any hurry. After making the phone call to the hotel Logan checked his watch to see how much time had elapsed, he sighed when he saw that the call had only taken four minutes. He wondered how he was going to spend the remaining fifty-six minutes of his time left on campus waiting for Rory to finish classes. He realized that it was approaching the lunch hour and that he still hadn't eaten. Logan was going to head to the pub for a bite to eat that realized that Rory probably hadn't eaten either, and instead of eating alone, he could bear spending another hour without food and enjoy the pleasure of her company for lunch.

With the Pub no longer an option, Logan had to think long and hard as to where to go. His time at Yale wasn't spent in many locations; he was either in class, in his dorm, at the pub, or at the Yale Daily News. He didn't feel like dropping in on a class, whoever was occupying his former dorm would probably not appreciate a stranger visiting, the pub was out and The Yale Daily News wasn't looking to inviting. So Logan, bereft of options, decided to wander around campus aimlessly, soaking in all the history that went unnoticed during his education at Yale. As Logan was walking, he noticed that he was getting a lot of once overs from the girls on campus, and when they thought he was out of ear shot, lots of comments that were good for his ego, but didn't get much attention beyond that. One girl, who was standing in a group decided to approach him as he was looking at the bulletin board outside a residence.

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"Are you lost stranger? I'm sure I could help you point in the direction you wanted to go and then some," the brunette asked hoping to get his attention, but to no avail.

"Not lost, not a stranger, and no thanks," Logan said as he walked away from the stunned girl, wondering where she went wrong.

Logan walked away trying to remember if when he was interested in a myriad of women lines like that worked on him. Shaking his head at the ridiculousness of it all, he turned the corner and accidentally bumped into someone. A sense of déjà vu washing all over him as the someone became to known to him. "Marty?"

"Oh, hey Logan," Marty said puzzled, wondering what Logan was doing back at Yale. "What brings you back here? I thought you couldn't get out of here fast enough." As Marty finished talking the same girl with her group who had just hit on Logan walked passed, winking at Logan and blowing him a kiss.

"Ah, I see why now."

Logan shook his head, "No, you really don't. They tried and failed to make an impression on me, and they don't seem to be getting the clue. I'm here surprising Rory, and she was, but she had a class, so now I've got some time to kill before she's out."

"Wait a second, you and Rory are still something?" Marty asked.

"Yeah, planning on living together again after she graduates."

"Again?"

"Yeah we lived together before I had to move to London."

"Oh. Wow, sorry, I'm just surprised she never mentioned it. I haven't actually talked to her in a while, but you didn't really come up," Marty seemed a little dejected at the revelation that Rory was still with Logan.

"It's okay, we're still going strong," Logan said not wanting to go into the recent break up with Marty, in the halls at Yale.

"That's good, I mean for you two, being together I mean."

"Yeah, I think it's good too. So what are you up to Marty? Final year?" Logan tried to strike up a conversation with Marty, but finding it increasingly awkward.

"Yeah, final year," Marty answered, and was followed by a lengthy, uncomfortable silence, "so I was just going to class."

"Oh. Yeah, of course, sorry," Logan said eager to end this meeting.

"Yeah, say hi to Rory for me," Marty said as he walked away from Logan and back into the masses.

Logan had given up on trying to find things to do and went back outside Rory's class to wait patiently for her return. As Logan sat down on the bench and looked at his watch, the only non-Rory thought that occupied his mind was: 'I wish I had brought a book.'

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Author's Note: I am very sorry over the lack of updates, blame a tempermental FF that has only just now allowed me to post a document. Anyway, there's one more chapter left, that will conclude this story, but leave the door open for a sequel - but not in a cliffhanger sort of way. Thanks for your patience and happy reading.