I own nothing ... Fiction folks

Monday morning, Rory was sitting at her desk at 6:30 a.m. reviewing everything that had come in the previous day. She sipped her coffee as she read and responded to email, dressed in yoga pants,a tank, and a Yale hoodie after her 5:00 a.m. yoga session at the gym. She stopped for a moment and smiled at the thought of waking up with Logan at 4:00 languidly making love then going to the gym together. She looked up at the rap on her door. Gemma walked in with a beautiful floral arrangement.

"Morning boss, these are obviously for you, although I didn't know flowers got through security before normal business hours."

Rory laughed and opened the card

"Knock em dead Ace and remember no playing favorites"

"I learned a long time ago that once Logan Huntzberger decides to do something it happens. Can you sit for a moment?"

Gemma settled into the chair across from Rory.

"You know that when Logan and I went to Hartford, we used Marine one right? Well not technically one but one of the fleet. I asked Marilyn to bill me to offset the cost of staff, mileage etcetra and I just received confirmation that the funds were wired from my personal account to payables. I've forwarded you email confirmation as well as the invoice, can you make sure it's included in today's briefing packet?"

"Of course, shall we review your schedule?"

"Oh yes, by all means, just make sure I get in the shower by 6:45 ... okay go"

"Right, at 7:30 you have your daily CIA briefing, at 8:30, staff briefing 10:30 is your time with the president, 11:30 you have a little desk time before your 12:30 press corps briefing, 1:30 you have lunch with the first lady, 2:30 another staff briefing, 4:30 has you scheduled for your People magazine interview, after that you're free to work."

"Okay, barring any unforeseen situations, that should stand, please make sure to confirm the president's scheduled meetings today right before the briefing and stuff them last, his schedule often changes, and please make sure I'm clear by 8:00 this evening, again, barring any unforeseen complications, Logan and I have plans with my friend Paris and her fiancee Doyle tonight."

"Got it" Gemma said glancing at her watch "you better hit that shower, she said pointing to Rory's private bathroom.

After Rory was showered and dressed in what she considered a way too trendy plum colored Prada pant suit, lace cami peeking out and matching louboutain pumps, she glanced at her phone. An missed call from Honor caused her to intercom Gemma and say "Gemma, can toy hold Jason for 5 minutes please?"

"Rory" Honor answered the phone, I wasn't sure you'd be available, but Eli insisted on wishing his "Auntie" Rory good luck on her first day."

"Atie Wowy?"

"Hi Eli, you hanging out with mama?"

"Yeah, unco ogie says you have a big importat job and dat you tell the pwesident what to do so I wanted to tell you good yuck and I wuv you and can I come see you and unco ogie and spend da bite cuz Lulu cries too much sometimes."

"Awww, thanks Eli, let me talk to uncle ogie and find a time for you to spend a weekend, okay?"

"Ok, here's mama"

"Rory I am so glad you and Logan worked things out, as soon as you can find time, please come see us and good luck today." Honor said

"Rory hung up the phone and let Gemma know to send Jason in. She rose from behind her desk as the handsome man entered the room and grabbed her coffee and surface, setting them on the conference table in her office. She warmly hugged Jason Myers, who she met and developed a friendship with through Emily.

"So I heard you and the girls spent all day gossiping while Tristan and the men did the heavy lifting yesterday.

"Psh" she laughed

Jason surveyed her office, eyes lannding on a dual Tiffany picture frame witha photo of her and Logan with Lulu and Eli and a photo of the infamous you jump I jump jack stunt. Logan had presented them to her that morning as a office warming gift.

"Looks like the rumors are true," then he let out a whistle "Rory Gilmore, a member of the infamous life and death brigade at Yale? Who would have guessed?

"In omnia Paratus" she said, "but that doesn't leave this room, ok hit me"

"Okay, there's a push for Intel on a situation heating up with boko haram, there is some disturbing stuff coming out so analysts are hitting it hard, it's all very vague, but it's heating up on social media so be prepared for one of the corps members to have potential knowledge, here's some of the data, Isis has taken another American hostage, this time a young college student who is volunteering at one of the local orphanges. We've got boots on the ground but not a very good track record. They are releasing the video at noon our time so be prepared for the shit storm."

Rory settled into the briefing taking notes, asking questions all the while drafting her briefing and emailing data to Gemma to be included in the press pack.

When Jason finished he and Rory both rose to exit the office.

Gemma met her at the door with a fresh mug of coffee and walked to the staff briefing room. Rory's team was gathered at the conference table, Rory walked to the head of the table, set her cup down and immediately the chatter stopped.

"So what are we hearing about boko Haram?" She asked her staff.

"Ma"am," a attractive man in his mid thirties started "it's all supposition and innuendo at this point, they are bragging that they have a weapon that will bring the US to it's knees for sale to the highest bidder."

"Well what is it, who's bidding, how can a national security threatbe receiving so little Intel?"

"That's the problem, they're bragging about it online like a teenage boy who just lost his virginity but no one has seen the weapon who can confirm or deny at this point."

"Didn't Chelsea Yu at the post spend some time in their general vicinity last year? Why don't you give her a call and see what you can get. If they have a scoop and they're holding back, I don't want to be blindsided."

At 10:30 Rory found herself chatting with Marilyn, President Obama's trusted secretary's while she waited for him to finish his meeting

Once settled in the oval office Rory jumped right in

"Okay, I know the American hostage is huge, but I'm concerned about this boko haram situation. They are claiming to the Post that they have a few of our enemy's in a bidding war over a new chemical weapon and that it will make 9/11 look like Disneyland."

"Wait I just finished my CIA briefing and they are still very vague where are you getting your Intel,

"Sir one of my staff members reached out to Chelsea Yu, she did the boots on the ground piece in Borno for me last year, she reached out to some contacts to confirm what is blowing up on all of the jihadist websites. They claim it's brutal, it's deadly, and it was somehow created by and stolen from our government. They say that our wicked western ways will cause our own destruction and proves their faith that western education is a sin and is sacrilige. I would recommend sending a recon team to Borno, and if I may, include Emily DuGrey, she is fluent in the hausa language as well as kibaku."

"That woman's ear for languages is amazing, how many does she speak?"

"I believe that it's 19 and counting, however it could be more. We vacationed in Phuket once and she was fluent in Thai by the third day, it's a freaky rain man like gift."

" Okay, let me talk to some people, can you stop in after your lunch with Michelle and we'll decide how to approach this. Now back to our new hostage situation, the young woman who is being held is a member of a very prominent Connecticut family. You may know of them, the Grant family, big multi generational monied family."

"As in Louise Grant? The daughter? Sir, my intel says this is a 21 year old college student, i wejt to high school with Louise Grant, she's my age."

"No this is her half sister Flora, apparently an amazing young woman who eschews her family's wealth and power and is dedicated to helping women and young girls in war torn countries access proper medical care with a focus on gynecological care. She graduated Harvard early and is taking a year before she starts Harvard med."

Rorys head spun

"a team was sent to notify the family this morning, they are on their way to Washington to meet with Secretary Clinton, although her father a Arthur Grant is banging his fists demanding a face to face with me personally."

" If I may sir, from a media stand point, meeting with any member of the Grant family will create headlines we don't want. Madame Secretary and her very capable staff have handled the families of the other ISIS victims. I can't spin a personal meeting with the president when the other families have been denied."

"I tend to agree"

At the end of their meeting Rory stood with the president.

"sir, if I may"

"Always"

"In regards to the boko haram situation how about elevating the terrorist threat level and telling the press corps "the president takes any and all threats to the sovereignty and safety the American people seriously, we are raising the threat level to red until this situation can be fully vetted and resolved aith a no comment or I will refrain from commenting until we have more data to assess the nature of the threat."

"Perfect, well enjoy lunch with Michelle, I kniw she has aome agendas of her own."

At 4:30, after a long day, which was only half over, Rory asked Gemma to send in the reporter from People Magazine. One of the things that Rory mist respected about President Obama was his unwavering commitment to bringing the government to the new millenial generation through social media, various entertainment outlets and what were normally considered soft publications. That didn't mean she was excited about this interview. Gemma opened the door and escorted a man who appeared to be the same age as Rory into the office. Asher Collins, please meet Rory Gilmore. Rory rose to shake tge man's hand. They sized each other up as they settled into her conference table.

" It's a pleasure to meet you Ms. Gilmore."

"The pleasure is all mine."

"I've been informed that you are extremely busy this afternoon, so if you are ready." the reporter stated as he pulled a digital recorder from his pocket. "You don't mind do you?" he asked motioning toward the dwvice.

"of course not," Rory replied.

"As you are well aware, i was asked to come out and do a profile on you for our top 30 under 30 edition, so I will just dive right in, I have the particulars, Lorelai "Rory" Gilmore of Stars Hollow, Connecticut, daughter of Lorelai Gilmore and Christopher Hayden. The true meaning of small town girl makes good. Our readers would love to know more about your upbringing and childhood.

"Well Asher, I have to say that I owe everything to one person, and that is my mother. It's common knowledge that I wad raised by a young single mother, but what is often overlooked is that my mother is the most amazing, dynamic woman you will ever meet." Rory spent an hour regailing the reporter with tales of cops breaking up 8th birthday parties, walks in the first snow, movie nights, coffee and the quirky characters that made up her hometown. More than once they both found themselves laughing uproariously.

At the end of the interview, Asher shook her hand and told her that he and the photographer would return the next day.

Coming up

*Dinner with Paris and Doyle

*Eli, Lulu, William amd Emmy

*A terrorist threat and the fallout

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