"Hello?" "Hey, Honor!" "Logan! I thought this was a misdial!" "Nope, it's an actual phone call. I didn't wake you up, did I?" "I can't believe you finally figured it out! And no. Josh and I just got home from dinner." "Ha-ha, very funny. But good." "So, what's up?" "I'm actually not going to be able to spend Christmas with you and Josh." Logan explains slowly, putting his hand on his neck. "Logan! Are you spending it on some island with those idiots Colin and Finn?" "No, I'm actually spending it with Rory." "Rory? As in Rory Gilmore? As in Yale Rory? As in the Rory you almost married but then she said no?" "Yes…"
"Hasn't it been two years since you've seen her?" "It's kind of a long story." "Logan!" "Okay, okay. She's working at the company Dad's company just bought, and there was a gala to kind of merge the companies and she was there and we had dinner and we're kind of dating again." "That's so great!" "Wait, really?" "Yes, really! I love Rory! She's great!" Honor exclaims, causing Logan to grin.
"I know you loved her and she loved you, so it's great that you're back together." Honor says again. "Yeah. It's great, she's great." Logan says, smiling and thinking about Rory. "Yay! Well I'm glad Rory is back and that you're spending Christmas with her!" Honor says happily, obviously meaning her words. "Thanks, Honor. I'm glad you're okay with it." "I'm more than okay with it. She'd be a great sister-in-law." Honor replies, causing Logan to laugh. "We're a little far from that, but thank you, Honor, really." "Of course, little brother. Now is that all the earth-shattering news you had to share, or is there anything else?" "That's all." "Well, I'll let you go. Listen, we should have dinner next week. Bring Rory." "Okay I'll ask." "Thank you!" "Of course. Love you, Honor." "Love you, too."
After Logan had dropped Rory off at her apartment, he had gone home and called Honor. He was surprised she had answered since it was kind of late, but she had probably saw his name and known it was important. While the call could've waited until tomorrow, it felt necessary to call her and let her know. He was glad that she knew and that she was happy for him, she had always been a big fan of Rory and the fact that that maintained over time was great. After going over some stuff for work, Logan finally went to sleep, still thinking about Honor's approval.
The next morning, Rory sleeps in again, the day at Logan's had been long and she had been a little drunk that night. She wakes up with a text from Logan telling her to text when she awoke and a text from her mom announcing that there were only twelve days until she would arrive in Stars Hollow. She texted her mom back enthusing her excitement and texted Logan that she was awake. Holly wouldn't be getting back until late afternoon, so Rory enjoyed the empty apartment while she could by blasting her music and making her coffee before starting on some work.
After a few minutes, her phone dings with a response from Logan who tells her to call her. "Hey, Logan. What's up?" She says, calling him once she reads the text. "Morning, Ace. How are you?" "I'm good, how about you?" Rory says, pouring her coffee and sitting down at the counter. "Good. So I called Honor last night and told her I couldn't stay with her for Christmas." "Oh, how was that?" Rory asks, concerned about Honor's response. "She's happy for me, for us. She loves you, don't you remember?" Logan asks, and Rory responds. She was glad the feeling of likeness was still mutual between her and Honor. "I'm glad. And yes, I do remember. I like her too." Rory says, and Logan smiles, even though he knows Rory can't see him.
"Well, now that that's settled, what are you up to today, Ace?" Rory sighs. "Nothing really, I mean aside from conquering New York." She says, casually and she can hear Logan laughing over the line. "Is that a one-person job or do you have a team?" "Nope, just me. I can't trust anyone else for the job." "Oh of course. How could I be so stupid? Obviously conquering New York is a one-person job." Rory laughs, and then actually answers Logan's question.
"I'm going to do some work stuff. I have an idea for a story and I'm going to write a little bit to see if I can make it work before I try and pitch it to my boss." Rory explains and sips her coffee again. "Well that's a lot less exciting." "I know, I'm sorry. What are you up to today?" "I don't have anything in mind. If you needed company or someone to look over your writing or to entertain you, then I'm free." "Is that your way of asking if you can come over?" Rory asks, laughing.
"If I say it's because I miss you would you believe me?" "Logan you saw me about 10 hours ago." Rory says, laughing but truly feeling touched. "Okay, and? I have to compensate for not seeing you for two years somehow." "Aren't you tired of seeing me? We've seen each other for extended periods of time three days in a row now." "Rory, we talked about this. I'm never tired of spending time with you." "Okay, but only if you really want to!" "I really want to!" "Plus, we can watch that movie like we discussed last night. I'll see you in about an hour?" "See you in an hour." Rory says, and hangs up the phone.
It was crazy how she went from seeing Logan every day, to not seeing him for two whole years, to seeing him every day again. Too add to this weekend, she would be seeing him at work, and they were going to Stars Hollow together in twelve days. It was a lot of time together, but it felt normal. To be fair, they had lived together for a while at Yale, but even then, they had different schedules and now they were more aligned than ever.
An hour later, Logan arrives at Rory's apartment, armed with coffee, a movie, and a newspaper. "Hey you." Rory says, opening the door. "Hey. Good morning." Logan says, stepping into the apartment and kissing Rory on the cheek. "Ooh you brought the paper." Rory says excitedly, spying the newspaper in Logan's hand. Logan laughs at her response, and hands her the newspaper. "I don't think I've met anyone who gets that excited over the newspaper." Logan says, laughing again and taking his coat off.
"I also brought coffee, but I see you beat me to that one." Logan says as he walks into the apartment and sees Rory's empty mug. "Yeah but, I will never turn down free coffee." Rory says, accepting the coffee. "I know." Logan replies, smiling at Rory.
"So have you started conquering New York yet?" Logan asks, once he's sat down next to Rory at her kitchen counter. "No, I have to read the newspaper and make sure no one did it yesterday." "You would think we would know if we were being conquered." "Maybe they're a silent conquer-er." Rory says, without looking up from her half of the paper. "Maybe." Logan says, chuckling slightly, and gazing at Rory with his trademark fond look.
After a few minutes of reading, with mild arguments about Logan's slow reading, Rory stretches her arms and walks across the room to fetch her laptop. "So what's your new idea of an article about?" Logan asks curiously, looking at Rory who was on the other side of the room, before turning the page of his newspaper. "I thought I'd do some projections of what the democratic party will look like in 2010 and what the elections are going to look like, per the polls right now, along with what Obama has done in the first year of his presidency." Rory explained, grabbing her laptop and making her way back to her seat at the counter.
"Sounds interesting." "I hope so. Condé Nast has a group of people who write about politics, and first, I'm really trying to get into that group, but also this is more specific than anything they've written this month, so hopefully it'll fly with my boss." "Well if it doesn't, then I can probably overrule him and let you publish it." "What exactly is your job?" "You know, my dad wasn't really specific on it. I'm basically in charge of the company, but not really. That's about as in-depth as he got." Logan says, sipping his own coffee.
"Sounds confusing." "Well, I've barely started working there, plus I won't be doing all of my work here." Logan explains. "Right." Rory responds as she begins typing an outline. Logan takes his time reading the rest of the newspaper, and by the time he's done, Rory's outline is done and she has a good idea as to what she wants to pitch to her boss. He's no Paris, but he won't accept it if she doesn't have a whole outline and summary ready for him to look over.
"I forgot to tell you. Honor wants to have dinner with us." Logan says, as Rory closes her laptop. "That sounds great. When?" "Next week. She didn't say an exact day, but if you have a day you prefer I can let her know." "Okay, yeah any time next week works. I don't have any plans." Rory says, looking over at Logan.
"So, I'm a little offended I never got a tour of the apartment, but I guess I can just figure out where the bathroom is myself." Logan says, standing up and pushing the stool back under the counter. "I will give you a tour after you go to the bathroom. Which is down the hall before the door." Rory says, giving Logan an annoyed face.
"So do you have any maps?" Logan asks, once he's back in the kitchen. "Oh, no, sorry. The last group of tourists took them." Rory says, standing up. "Well, I guess I'll have to draw one myself." "I guess so."
"So this is the kitchen." "Hmm. It's a little messy." Logan says, squinting his eyes at the empty coffee mug and the newspaper on the counter. "Damn those tourists." Rory says. "Okay our next room is the living room. It's conveniently located right in front of the kitchen counter; this is the optimal location for this room since it is so close to the food." "Hmm. Interesting layout design. Do you think it's really the safest choice?" Logan asks, clearly messing with Rory. "Well, I was actually the lead architect on this fifty-year old building, so yes I do think so." Rory says, resisting the urge to laugh.
"Well, I don't agree with you, but that's okay. What's the next room?" "Well right next to the living room is my room. Holly decided that I could have it since grandma and grandpa are paying rent." "Makes sense." Logan says, and Rory grabs his hand and leads him into her room.
Once they're in the room, Logan's eyes immediately go to the large rocket ship on Rory's windowsill. "You kept it." He says, his voice just barely above a whisper. "Of course I kept it. How could I not?" Rory says, looking at Logan, hand still firmly grasping his. After a second, he pulls her into a tight hug. "You kept it." He repeats. "I never stopped loving you." Rory says, and Logan loosens his grip, kisses her on the forehead and keeps one armed wrapped around Rory's back.
"I can't believe you kept it." He says, after a minute of silence. "I can't believe you thought I would throw it away or get rid of it." "I don't know. I mean I thought you really disliked me and didn't want anything to do with me." "Just because you ended it with me, doesn't mean I wanted it to end." Rory explains, sounding a bit sad, and Logan looks down, but doesn't remove his hand from Rory's back.
"And don't apologize again. I know you're sorry. I just needed to say that. I know you still love me and I know you know I wasn't ready. Just know that I still love you, always have, always will." "Okay." Logan says simply, kissing the top of Rory's head. He didn't want to argue with Rory, he knew she was right. Nonetheless, he still felt bad for the actions he took two years ago, but he needed to move on and realize that he had Rory now and she wasn't going anywhere.
"Shall we continue the tour?" "We shall." Logan squeezes her shoulder and she grabs his hand again and leads him out of the room. "So next is Holly's room, which is very small and probably very messy." Rory says before opening her roommate's door. "Should you really be showing me the room of your roommate who isn't home?" Logan asks, tilting his head at Rory. "Honestly, Holly probably could not care less about who sees her room." She says, leading him into the room. "Well I can't argue with that. Wow it is small." "I know. I kind of feel bad because my room is so much bigger." "But then where would your books go?" "Okay you're right."
"Speaking of which, I totally forgot to bring your books with me. I looked at them this morning and reminded myself to bring them but I totally forgot." Logan says and Rory leads them back out to the living room. "Oh that's okay. I forgot to grab them last night." "Hence why they're still at my apartment. By the way, was that the end of the tour?"
"Oh yeah. I told you. Small apartment." "There was no commencement speech. I don't think this was worth my money." Logan says, causing Rory to laugh. "Oh, I'm sorry. I don't have the commencement speech memorized." "Honestly, the armatures working here." "I know, I'm sorry." "It's unacceptable." Logan says, leading them over to the couch.
"Can we watch that movie now?" Rory asks, once they're sitting down. "Sure. Even though we don't have the proper supplies?" "We'll have to make do. Plus it's early, but there are some snacks for an emergency movie showing in the cupboard."
"Do you want some pop tarts?" Logan asks once he's over to the kitchen area. "That sounds great." After Logan turns the TV on and pops the undisclosed movie into the DVD, he sits back on the couch, pop tarts in hand. He lifts his arm and Rory slides under it again and the name of the movie shows up on the screen.