Late Night London Calling
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Thanks to Naberrie Skyler for her idea which is currently used in this chapter!
Sorry for such a late update, but I've had like a million college things to do. I'm applying into a special program for next year where I get to be a college freshman even though I'm only fifteen. And yes, it'll be real college.
Chapter Five
Logan clutched Gigi tight to him as he raced down the hospital halls. He skidded slightly to a stop in front of the nurses' station.
"Rory Gilmore," He gasped out.
The nurse calmly looked up, used to the panic that came with her work. She quickly typed in the name and directed the man to the appropriate wing.
"Thanks" Logan rushed, by then already half way down the hall, missing the exasperated shake of the head the nurse gave.
"Ace!" Logan said in relief as he saw her. He put Gigi down and moved to give Rory a hug, but when she let out an exclamation of pain, he hastily backed away, "What? What is it? Where are you hurt?"
Rory smiled, "Relax. It's just my arm. I got a pretty nasty cut. The doctor will be in soon to bandage it and give me some medicine to put on it. The only thing really damaged is my car."
"You have no idea how scared I was one I heard you on the phone." Logan replied as he sat down, "We can get a new car, but there is no new 'Rory'."
"I'm sorry I scared you," Rory took his hand in hers, "I liked that car. Grandpa gave it to me."
"And now I can give you one" Logan picked Gigi up and laid her on his lap.
"Logan! I can pay for my own car," Rory pouted, even as she knew Logan would refuse.
"I know. But you're my girlfriend and I want to do this."
"Fine" Rory got out before the doctor appeared.
"Rory Gilmore?" He asked.
"Yes" She nodded.
"Alright, we just have to give you that medicine and wrap you up and you can be discharged. You were pretty lucky, we almost had to give you stitches, if it was even a little bit worse... but I think you'll be fine without," The doctor said and proceeded to gauze her arm.
Soon after Logan led her to his hastily parked car and drove Rory home as she slept.
He gently woke her up and carried the sleeping Gigi to her bedroom and tucked her in. He entered his room to see Rory already asleep, not even under the covers or changed. Logan gently removed her shoes and tenderly bent her legs to cover her with the thick blanket. He quickly stripped and climbed into bed beside her.
Logan woke up to a loud knock at the door. He was about to get up and answer it when he heard the door open. He looked behind him and realized Rory must have been up already and gotten it.
"Katie," He heard his girlfriend say.
He slipped on a shirt and a pair of sweats before padding through to the living room, messing up his hair sleepily in the process.
"Hey, babe," He smirked down at Rory, kissing the top of her head as he walked by where she was sitting on the couch. He quickly made way to the kitchen to get some coffee, meanwhile listening to the girls' conversation.
"I'm sorry to come so early, but my plane leaves in a few hours and I just wanted to make sure Georgia was settling in okay. And there were a couple of questions about your finances that didn't quite pan out." Katie said, pulling out some papers from her bag, trying to ignore how attractive Logan looked in his tight gray shirt that showed off his muscles and low slung sweats as he walked back into the living room to sit next to Rory.
"Oh? Well, Gigi's sleeping so why don't we get the financial questions over with first?" Logan replied sipping from his mug.
"You said that Huntzberger Media and Publishing make about..." Katie trailed off as she flipped through her papers, "Five to ten million dollars yearly? And that the Hayden Law Firm makes seventy five to one hundred million yearly and Gilmore Insurance makes five million, is that correct?"
Rory nodded, unsure where this was going.
"According to other legal papers, your money is..." Katie swallowed at the mere thought of what she was about to say, "Much more substantial." She finished, shocked that it was even possible to have that much money.
"Oh." Rory blinked, leaning back, "How can that be, unless..." Rory's eyes lit up in comprehension as Logan's did the same beside her.
Katie looked on as the beautiful couple apparently were more than just pretty faces to each other. They were quite smart and attuned with each other so well that they knew what the other meant with very few words or none at all.
"Those numbers are the estimates of the sections we work at, not as a whole. I work at the Huntzberger paper in London and those were the numbers for that one paper."
"Oh, what about you?" Katie asked Rory, "I thought you work at a paper as well?"
"I do, but I also head a location for each of my companies. Eventually, I'll take over everything just like Logan will and I already know my way around a jury and through insurance legalities, but my family wanted me to take a year to become really acquainted with the paperwork and the people in the business, so I've been working at the paper and doing the other things via email," Rory explained.
"I understand," Katie nodded, impressed with Rory's strength. To have to dedicate yourself to two completely different things and still do your own thing. She had to be knowledgeable in at least three different professions...
"Anything else?" Logan asked.
"I just need to see Gigi and I can be on my way," Katie replied standing up.
Rory nodded and led her to Gigi's room, "She may still be sleeping," She whispered before turning the door handle.
They quietly walked in to see Georgia wide awake.
"Hey, Gigi" Rory smiled walking over to give her baby sister a big hug.
"Rory!" Her sister grinned. She looked over and waved at Katie as well.
"Hello, Georgia. Can I ask you a few questions?" Kate smiled as she sat down.
"Okay," Gigi replied, bouncing from where she was sitting.
"How are you?" Katie started off simply.
"Good! Logan, Rory and I had fun!" She smiled innocently.
"Oh? And what did you do?" Katie asked, watching out of the side of her eye Logan come up behind Rory and wrap his arms tightly around her.
"I went to work with Logan and watched the Doctor and then I played and then we went to lunch and then we went back. But then Logan got really scared and we went to the hospital because Rory had an ouchie and there were a lot of doctors," Gigi answered.
"Do you like living with your sister?" Katie continued.
"Yeah! But I miss daddy too." Gigi pouted.
"Do you understand what happened to your dad?" Katie asked.
"Grammy said that daddy was with grampy in heaven."
"Yes. Do you want to live with Rory like you lived with your dad? She'll be the one to take care of you now," Katie inquired.
"Yeah, I want to live with Rory!" Gigi grinned.
"Okay then." Katie stood up and left the room, motioning for the couple to follow, "I'll just be going back to the States to finish the paperwork, but you have custody of Georgia now."
"Thank you" Logan smiled wrapping an arm around Rory and leading Katie to the door, "Goodbye."
Katie nodded and entered the elevator. She tugged her cell phone out from her pocket and pressed several numbers, "Hello? Yes, I got the answers. I'm on my way back. Uh-huh. No, the money was from one location of their company, all together it's much more. Mmm-hmm. Yes. Honestly? Incredibly rich, if you want more specific numbers, I'd suggest you check out a fortune magazine for their current estimated value. Yes, bye."
"Ace?" Logan asked as soon as Katie left.
"Hmmm?" She asked distractedly as she tugged at her shirt and walked into the kitchen with Logan following.
"Have you even thought about your father?" He asked not so subtly.
Rory stilled completely, facing the kitchen sink so he couldn't see her watering eyes.
"Yeah, of course I have," She responded weakly.
"I don't mean thought, I mean mourned," Logan questioned wrapping his arms tightly around her to comfort her.
"No, I guess not. Not really. At least, not since that night I found out and you held me. I just cried myself to sleep..." Rory mumbled.
"You need to mourn, baby. It's not healthy to bottle emotions up like that," Logan advised as she turned in his arms to face him.
"I know. I just feel like I have to be strong for Gigi, you know?" Rory sighed as she leant her head against his chest.
"Yeah, I get that. I really do. But you still need to-" Logan was cut off by a loud shriek coming from Gigi's room. They exchanged worried looks before racing down the hall to reach her.
"Gigi! Are you okay?" Rory asked, bursting into the room.
"There's... there's..." Her little sister whimpered from where she was standing on her bed, huddled against the wall.
"What? Gigi?" Logan asked, worried.
"SPIDER!!! GET IT AWAY!!!! RORY! LOGAN!" Gigi cried out.
The two adults visibly relaxed.
"A spider, huh?" Rory walked over, "I don't see a spider"
"It's right there" Gigi pointed. Rory turned around and looked down before her eyes widened as she saw the spider.
"AHHH! Spider!!!! Logan! Kill it!" She screamed, jumping up onto Gigi's bed, the two girls clutching at each other in fear.
Logan rolled his eyes and grabbed a magazine and a cup before trapping the spider.
"I'll go kill it outside," He said as he walked through the door.
"No! Wait!" Rory cried out, the two girls following him at a cautious pace, in case the spider got free, "You can't kill it! That's cruelty to animals."
"You were the one who said-" Logan cut himself off as he realized that this would get him nowhere, "What do you want me to do with it" He asked resignedly.
"I want you to take it outside and set it free," Rory replied.
"But Ace! It's like twenty degrees outside and I'm still in my pajamas!" Logan replied, unbelievingly. All he had on were black silk pajama bottoms.
Rory just looked at him and after a moment Logan mumbled, "I'll go get my jacket." He ignored the satisfied smile that lingered over both girls' faces.
Ten minutes later, Logan stumbled back in rubbing his arms to get rid of the London morning chill. He grumbled as he collapsed on the chair by the couch where Rory and Gigi were eating cereal and watching cartoons.
"Guess who I found outside?" Logan asked.
"Who?" Rory questioned as she sent her sister to go take a shower and to get dressed.
Logan just smirked and gave a yell. The front door opened and in walked none other than Finn and Colin.
Rory squealed and ran up to hug them before moving back and turning a disapproving frown on Logan. She waved her finger dramatically and said, "What did I tell you about bringing in strays?"
Logan smirked, "That they could stay as long as they got neutered."
Finn gasped, "What? No! Not my manhood!"
"You never had manhood, Finn," Colin retorted.
"That's not what the ladies say," Finn grinned.
"Do any of them come back?" Colin replied knowingly.
"..." Finn was silent before replying with an insult, "Pompous windbag."
"Bastard," Colin volleyed back.
"Limp-dicked degenerate."
"Man-whore."
"Punk-arsed bitch," Finn replied.
"Prostitute."
"Frequent masturbator."
"Premature ejaculator," Colin smirked.
"Do you two need a moment alone? I could leave. Really." Rory interrupted.
"No," Finn replied.
"Sorry" Colin apologized.
"Sorry" Finn apologized as well.
It was quiet for several moments.
"Goat fucker."
"Oh for God's sake!" Rory yelled exasperated, throwing her hands in the air.
Suddenly, the phone rang. Logan reached out and greeted the caller with a hello. He looked puzzled before he handed the phone to Rory.
"It's for you," He said. Rory held the phone up to her ear.
"Hey, Tinkerbelle" Tristan greeted instantly over the phone.
"Uh-oh, I'm gonna need tea for this" Rory said as she headed into the kitchen, leaving three confused Yalies in her stead.
"What?" Tristan asked as Logan, Finn and Colin followed Rory into the kitchen. They had never seen her drink tea before.
"You call me Mary when normal, Rory when serious, Tink when you need a favor and Tinkerbelle when you've done something incredibly stupid and need my help. You just called me Tinkerbelle"
"I do not" Tristan pouted.
"Okay, so you don't want anything? No help, no money?" Rory asked smirking.
"No, I do not," He sulked.
"Okay." Rory smiled.
Several long seconds passed before Tristan finally replied, "Okay, so maybe I need your help a little bit."
"What did you do?" She asked expectantly, leaning against the kitchen counter and bringing her tea to her lips.
"I may have, accidentally, blownupabar," He muttered quickly.
Rory froze, "I'm sorry. I could have sworn you just said you blew up a bar, but I know that can't be true because even you are not so stupid as to do something that dangerous, especially as your father is already cautious around you and is a hair's breath away from taking away your trust fund and naming your sister CEO of Dugrey Enterprise."
"Huh-huh. Yeah, see. Funny story about that..." Tristan trailed.
"Tristan Janlan Packard Dugrey, you idiot!" Rory screamed.
Logan, Finn and Colin all raised an eyebrow. Dugrey? Since when did Rory know a Dugrey? Or drink tea?
"I cannot believe you...! Ugh! I just want to...! Ugh!" Rory took a large sip of tea, "I hate tea. I only drink it when I need to calm down. How is it with four little words, you've got me drinking like I'm, well, Finn!"
Finn looked vaguely insulted before nodding his acceptance at commonly known fact.
"Okay. Here is what you are going to do. You are going to talk to the owner. You are going to apologize. Profusely. And none of that society apologizing crap, a real one. And then you are going to offer to buy the bar-"
"What?!" Tristan yelled.
"Do. Not. Interrupt." Rory said deadly, "If the owner doesn't want to sell for some reason you will insist on paying the damages at least, with a lovely bonus for the trouble on top. Is that understood, Tristan Janlan?"
"Yes, Rory," Tristan accepted before hanging up.
Rory sat heavily on a chair. After a few minutes, she raised her heads and smiled at the three curious, child-like faces staring back at her.
"You know a Dugrey?" Colin started.
"Yes," She replied simply, not giving more than she had to.
"Are you okay?" Logan asked.
"I really need to... God, I dunno. Get really drunk," Rory replied.
"I can help with that!" Finn replied flamboyantly. He grabbed her hand and dragged her to the door.
"Finn!" Rory yelled, getting him to stop.
"What?" He whined.
"I'm in my pajamas."
He blinked and looked down, "Well, what do you know?"
He and Colin waited several minutes for Logan and Rory to change into clothes more appropriate for public. They came out and Finn once again set to pushing them out the door.
"Finn, what about Gigi?" Logan asked.
"Taken care of," Colin assured.
"What?" Rory asked quickly. Finn and Colin's version of 'taken care of' wasn't exactly known to be safe...
Just as they were about to respond they heard the elevator bell ring. Colin smiled and opened the door and there stood Logan's secretary.
"Elissa? What are you..." Logan caught on and turned to his two best friends, "How did you...?"
"Well, we've heard you and Ror talk about how great she is so we thought why not," Colin explained.
"Plus she called Logan's cell and I asked her," Finn added.
"My phone?" Logan asked searching his pockets stopping only when Finn smirked and shook his hand by his head, drawing Logan's eyes to his precious blackberry in the hands of the exotic man.
"It'll be my pleasure to watch the little one. You all have some fun," Elissa said before stepping into the apartment and loudly locking the door, obviously stating that the couple refusing was not an option.
"Okay then," Rory said and grabbed Logan's hand and intertwined their fingers. They followed Finn's lead who apparently knew of a club open 24/7. Unsurprisingly.
Rory grinned several hours later as the group sat at a table, all considerably less sober than before. Rory smiled before making an observation.
"I believe when this night started, you were wearing pants," She directed to Finn.
He smiled drunkenly and answered, "You'd be surprised how many times I've heard that."
They all mutually decided it was time to head back. According to Finn, it was because there were no redheads at the club.
They walked into the empty parking lot, now dark. Colin left to pursue a hot blonde he saw walking down the street leaving the other three alone.
"No fair," Finn grumbled, "How does he get a girl and I don't?" He turned to Rory, "Any chance of you breaking up with Logan in the next twenty minutes?"
"Nope, sorry," Rory smiled, not looking very sorry.
Finn decided to show Rory what she was missing and started to drunkenly strip.
"Oh crap," Logan muttered.
"Logan?" Rory said, looking at him lovingly and yet still dramatic, "You know I love you...but..." Rory looked away mournfully, "Later!" She said as she ran down the street, leaving Logan alone with a drunk, stripping Finn.
"Rory!" he yelled, "You can't leave me like this! With him! Rory! You're just kidding, right? Rory...?" He called out.