They arrived at Finn's house only a couple of minutes late. As expected, there were at least seventy people in the house, all having a good time. Logan and Rory said hello to all of their friends, got themselves each a very readily available drink, and found a nice expanse of wall to stand by. Soon Finn himself saw them and made his way over.
"Rory, Logan! Have I said hello yet? I honestly don't remember. Wait, who's house are we at?"
"Yours, Finn." Rory told him, rolling her eyes.
"Really. Ah, and I was about to accuse someone of stealing my furniture. Good, good. You two having a ridiculous amount of alcohol and fun, in that order?"
"Yes, Finn, we are." Logan said.
"Excellent. Oh, Logan, Colin told me to tell you something. Unfortunately, I forget what it was. Have you seen him? I'll go get him to tell me again."
"I'm right here, Finn." Colin appeared next to Finn, glass in hand.
"Right. Colin, what did you want me to tell Logan?"
"I told you to tell him to come find me because I needed to tell him something."
"Er, ok. Logan, Colin says to tell you to –"
"I heard him." Logan interrupted, smiling at his friends' antics.
"Right then, I have nothing more to do here. Ah, look, the lovely Rosemary has arrived. Damn, I wrote on her invitation that this was a nudist party. I thought for sure she would fall for it. Ah, no matter. Who thinks I can get her to sleep with me tonight?" With that he ambled off merrily, not even waiting for an answer.
"So Colin, what was it that you wanted?" Logan asked when Finn was out of sight.
"I need your advice, man. Probably Rory's too."
"With what?" Both Rory and Logan asked at the same time.
"I… Ikindagotsomeonepregnant." He said in one breath.
"WHAT?" Once again, Rory and Logan's voices with synchronized.
Colin blushed. "Um, yeah. I got someone pregnant. That's not the problem though, I'm sure I've done that before… It's that this person is Steph. And I don't want her to stop being a friend, maybe even more. And I definitely don't want to mess up her life. I want to be there with her. But I don't know if I'm ready to accept the responsibility."
Logan, after he had processed this unbelievable information, couldn't help but smile. "Colin, you are by far the most responsible of us. I'm sure you can deal with a baby."
"And if you leave Steph, I'm going to be forced to kill you." Rory added. Over the years she had grown fairly close to Stephanie, and didn't want to see her messed up.
"So, you definitely think I should stay?"
"I know you should stay." Logan confirmed.
Colin nodded. "I thought I would, too. I just needed a few more opinions." He said. He looked over at where Finn was 'dancing' near the bar. "Well, a few sober ones, anyway."
He thanked them both again and walked away, leaving the two to their thoughts.
"Wow. Colin and Steph are having a baby. How on earth did that happen?" Rory asked no one in particular.
"Well Ace," Logan said with a smirk, "When a mommy and daddy love each other very much…"
Rory swatted him in the arm. "I wonder if they'll get married."
"They will." Logan assured her. "Colin wouldn't leave her alone like that."
Rory nodded, glad to hear it.
"Hey Ace, this conversation just got me thinking… Are we ever going to have kids?" Logan's voice suddenly got quieter and more serious.
Rory looked at him. They had never quite talked about it before. She knew she wanted to have kids, at least one. "Do you want to have any?" She asked.
Logan nodded. "I want to be a daddy. A real one, not like Mitchum."
Rory smiled. She was about to say something when a sudden noise startled her. "COOKOO!"
She moved her head in time for it to collide with the opening cookoo clock. The poor wooden bird was smashed against her brown curls to a gruesome death.
"Ow!" She exclaimed, bringing a hand up to brush the bits of bird off of her head. She noticed the look Logan was giving her.
"That's not fair!" She pointed out, "This one was Finn's fault!"
"Really, and how is that?" Logan inquired with a raised eyebrow.
"Come on, how many people do you know with cookoo clocks?"
Logan nodded. "Point taken." He laughed.
"EVERYONE OBSERVE AS I CATAPULT MYSELF OVER THE BANISTER TO A NEAR-CERTAIN DEATH, ALL TO WIN THE HEART OF THE LOVELY ROSEMARY!" Finn's drunken voice shouted over the din of the party.
Logan turned his head to where Finn was perched precariously on the edge of the stairwell.
"Does that look as stupid to you as it does to me?" Rory asked, concerned.
"If that were anyone other than Finn, I would say yes." Logan replied, shaking his head.
Author's Note: You see the pretty purple button? It's a magic pretty purple button. Oooh, Let's press it and see what happens!