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~~~ Self Quarantine Day fifty trillion ~~~
* Online summer school week two
* There is a giant covid outbreak in the city I live in (it's taken out a chicken processing plant over the last two weeks).
* Two people working in the same building as my husband have now tested positive (probably related to the outbreak across town).
* It's HOT!
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"I'm sorry you guys, I know we are running late, but it's going to be a few more minutes." Rory said as she walked through the conference room, and pulled down a large projector screen.
"Board meetings never started late when Mitchum was in charge." someone spoke up.
"Well Mitchum isn't in charge anymore, I am! Our profits are up, the staff is happy, and I don't really care for anyone's attitude today, so if you have a problem with waiting on a couple more board members, you can and will be replaced!"
"Hey Rory, I've got the conference call ready, do you want me to connect you?" Doyle asked, walking into the room carrying a computer.
"Yes please! We are still waiting for Logan though."
"He's just finishing up a call downstairs, he should be here momentarily."
"Thanks Doyle."
"Where is Franklin?" one of the board members asked.
"Franklin retired and moved to the Cayman Islands." Rory answered as Doyle got the conference call connected.
"When did that happen?"
"Earlier this week."
"But shouldn't he be here for board meetings?"
"Not anymore. Franklin sold his shares."
"To who?"
"To me! Can we be done with all the questions now?"
"To you? So then you'll be appointing someone to take his place on the board?"
"I already have. And anyone who has a problem with it is more than welcome to sell me their shares and leave as well. Now, let's move on." Rory said as the screen at the front of the room came alive.
"Mrs. Huntzberger! So nice to see you today!" a friendly voice greeted.
"Mr. Gilmore! How are you this morning?"
"I'm doing good Sweetheart, how are you? Are you feeling ok?"
"I'm doing alright Grandpa, thank you for asking. Everyone, this is my Grandfather, Richard Gilmore. He'll be taking Franklin's place on the board. Mr. Gilmore lives in Hartford, so he'll be joining us via video conference when he's not in town."
"Richard! You sure are a large presence in this room!" Logan said as he walked into the conference room and stood next to his wife.
"Doctor Huntzberger! How are you this fine morning?"
"I am doing great! How are you? How is Emily? Are you guys still snowed in?"
"The snow has started melting. It really wasn't too bad. How did you guys fare?"
"It wasn't too bad here either. Just cold."
"Alright everyone, we're ready to start. This is going to be pretty quick. It's Friday, tomorrow is New Year's eve, and I'm sure you all have some place else to be." Rory started. "Mr. Gilmore, did you get the documents I e-mailed you?"
"I did." Richard confirmed.
"Wonderful! Let's start with our closing financials for 2016. We are ending the year on an upward trend. As many of you know, we've been making a lot of changes here at HPG in the last few months, and those changes have been yielding some very positive results. Our numbers are up in every department, and as long as we stick to the plan that I've implemented, those numbers should continue to rise in the new year. Next, we have our publications. We will be adding several more newspapers throughout the next year. Every paper that we take over means we gain all of their employees. As always, every new paper will be thoroughly vetted, and a transition team will be put in place for each new acquisition, to assist the editor going forward. Our overseas offices continue to do very well, and I hope to visit each one in the new year. Our next item of business is sure to be an employee favorite. Logan, would you like to take over?"
"Yes, please." Logan answered as Rory took a seat at the table, and Logan placed his hands gently on her shoulders. "As Rory mentioned, this news will probably be an employee favorite, as it is sure to immediately benefit every HPG employee in the building, as well as the nearby surrounding areas. Many of you may have noticed the corner office on the first floor has begun to undergo construction. That office is in the process of being transformed into an employee clinic, set to open in early March. Rory and I have already worked everything out with our current health insurance company, and with the generous partnership that we have worked out with Columbia Presbyterian Hospital, the employee clinic will be fully funded by the hospital. We will be a HPG and hospital employee only clinic meaning that we will only be taking patients from the two companies, as well as employees' immediate family members; meaning your spouses and children who are currently enrolled for coverage through our insurance plan. The clinic's co-pay will be significantly less, which will encourage employees to be seen there rather than at any other doctor. We will also have an appointment scheduling system put in place so that each employee can schedule a time to visit the clinic, right from their desk. Because we will only be accepting employees at the clinic, we will be allowing the appointments to happen during the work day. We will be allowing employees to use their breaks to visit the clinic, without having to clock out, no matter the length of time needed. The only time someone will need to clock out, is if they need to go pick up a family member to bring them to the clinic, such as a child who is at school. As long as the employee is inside our building, they will continue to be paid while seeing a doctor."
"Is the hospital providing a specific staff, or will it be rotating like other clinics?" Richard asked.
"That is an excellent question, thank you Richard. The official doctor who will be on staff at all times in the clinic, will be me! I will be working with the hospital's HR department and scheduling team to have a nurse permanently of staff as well, but anyone else that is needed to help run the office, will be rotating assignments from the hospital. Columbia is also a teaching hospital, so there is no telling if I will be getting any student doctors or nurses coming in as part of the internship program."
"What about your personal leave and vacation time? Will the clinic be closed when you are out of the office?" another board member asked.
"It will not. As you all know, Rory and I will be having a baby in the spring, and I will definitely be taking some time off to welcome my daughter into the world. While I am out of the office, and working from home to cover for my wife, there will be another doctor from the hospital taking my place in the clinic. I will still be on call, and available if needed, but the hospital will be providing a temporary replacement for any time that I am unavailable. Like all doctors, I am required by law to keep up with my annual training, so when I am out of the office at seminars, someone will be available to cover for me. The clinic will be open the exact same hours as HPG, and there will be someone available during that time. We will be able to do everything that a regular clinic is able to do, and will be referring anyone with a need to one of the 60 different specialty departments within the Columbia University Hospital system."
"Will you still be working inside the hospital, or just in the clinic when it opens?" Richard asked.
"When our employee clinic opens I will strictly be running the clinic, but if I'm needed at the hospital, they'll be able to call for me to go help out."
"When will this new clinic be announced to employees?" someone asked.
"The announcement will go out to employees probably next week, and in our papers the following day."
"Logan, are you licensed to run this type of clinic?" another board member asked.
"Uncle Sylvester, you are aware that I graduated from medical school, aren't you?"
"With what degree?"
"I have a PhD in Immunology and Genetics, and an MD in Internal Medicine. I've been working in the emergency room for the last year, and following my four year internship where I rotated throughout the hospital, mostly between the internal medicine, and emergency medicine floors. Would you like to see my licensing paperwork?"
"Actually yes, that would be great." Sylvester answered.
"Fine!" Logan agreed reaching into his pocket for his wallet. "Here is a copy of my hospital ID, as well as my medical license from the New York medical board, as well as my license from the Connecticut medical board. On those two cards you will see the documentation that you need for both of my PhD studies, as well as my MD, and my license number. If you would like to call the medical board yourself, I'm sure they would love to confirm for you that I am indeed licensed to practice medicine in the two states I am currently licensed in. Should I decide to add another state to my licensing, would you like me to alert you?"
"Thank you Logan, but I don't think that will be necessary." Richard said, interrupting the stare down Logan was currently engaged in with his uncle.
"Sylvester, as I said earlier, if you would like to step back from the board, I would be more than willing to buy your shares, and appoint your replacement. Just let me know." Rory commented.
"Is that what you did to Franklin?" Sylvester asked.
"Franklin retired, but yes, it was. I bought him out to give him the freedom of not having to interrupt his world travel with his wife in order to come back here for board meetings. I was happy to help him out with his retirement, and I would be more than happy to do the same for you at any time. Please, let me know when you are ready to discuss it."
"Rory, is there any other business that we need to discuss today?" Logan asked as his cards were passed back to him.
"No, I think that is it."
"Alrighty then. Does anybody have any questions?"
"How is your father doing?" Sylvester asked.
"When is Mitchum coming back?" another board member joined in.
"My father is doing alright at the moment, thank you for asking. I just saw him this morning. At the moment, there are no current plans for him to be released to come back to work. He had two massive heart attacks and is continuing on with his rehabilitation. It will be several more months before his team will be discussing any plans to release him to do any kind of work. I'll let you all know when and if that happens." Logan answered confidently. "Now you are all free to go. Have a happy and safe New Year, and we will see you all next year!" Logan said, then watched as everyone got up from their seats and began to leave the room.
"Rory, are you feeling ok?" Richard was heard asking, as he had not ended his end of the video link, and watched as Rory bent over to lay her head in her arms on the table in front of her.
"She's got really bad morning sickness today." Logan answered. "She's thrown up 3 times since waking up, and a couple last night."
"Honey, is there anything we can do for you? Do I need to come up?" Rory didn't move at all.
"Thank you Richard, we're ok at the moment. I think I'm going to take her to the hospital for some fluids. I'll let you know if anything changes." Logan told him.
"Alright. Call or text me if you need anything. I'll keep my phone on. We love you guys."
"Thanks Grandpa. Love you." Rory said softly. Logan gently rubbed Rory's back, and watched as the video call was ended.
"Do you need anything?" Doyle asked.
"I'm going to throw up." Rory mumbled. Raising her head, and quickly slapping her hand over her mouth.
"Trash can!" Logan said turning to grab the trashcan from the corner, and handing it to Rory, then holding her hair back while she emptied her stomach into the can in front of her. "Doyle, will you call Paris and ask her to meet us at the ER? I'm going to head there with Rory right now."
"Will do. I'll take care of the trash can for you. Don't even worry about it. I hope you feel better Rory." Doyle said as he pulled his phone out and quickly dialed his wife's number.
"Come on Ace. Let's get you out of here. Can you walk, or would you like me to carry you? Or I can call an ambulance if you're too weak."
"No, I think I can walk. I don't want a scene." Rory said as she set the trash can back on the floor, and allowed Logan to help her up from the chair she was seated in.
"Hey Paris, Logan wants you to meet him in the ER." Doyle told his wife, as soon as she answered the phone. "He's bringing Rory in for fluids . . . Yes, frequent vomiting . . . She just threw up in a trash can in the conference room, and frankly, she looks like crap."
"Gee, thanks Doyle!" Rory said as she rolled her eyes.
"Yes, they're leaving now . . . Alright, I'll let them know. Thanks Babe!" Doyle said as he disconnected the call. "Paris said she'll meet you there in the next half hour. She's got a patient waiting, but she'll head down as soon as she finishes up."
"Thanks Doyle." Logan said as he reached for the trash can.
"You go, I've got it."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive. You just worry about Rory. I'll call you if I need anything."
"Thanks Doyle. Make sure everyone is out of the office by 3."
"I'll take care of it. Feel better Rory." Doyle said grabbing the trash can, then following the Huntzbergers out of the office.
Twenty Minutes later
Columbia Presbyterian Hospital
Emergency Room
"Doctor Huntzberger, I didn't see you on the schedule, are you working today?" the nurse manning the registration desk asked as Logan approached with Rory.
"I'm not. What rooms are open?"
"Room 23 is free."
"I'll take it. Don't worry about registering, I'll take care of it."
"Do you need anything?"
"Is Valerie here today?"
"She is. Would you like me to send her in?"
"Yes please. With an IV kit and a bag of fluids."
"No problem."
"Thank you Stacy." Logan smiled, then led Rory through the doors behind the desk, and back to a room. "Ace, I know you're feeling pretty miserable. Do you want me to have Honor bring you some more comfortable clothes?"
"It doesn't matter. I just want to curl up and go sleep."
"Ok, just let me get you up on the monitors, and get an IV started, then you can sleep as long as you want, alright?"
"That's fine." Rory said as she took a seat on the bed as soon as they walked into the room.
"Here's another pillow. I'm going to go grab you a warm blanket."
"Thank you." Rory said as she kicked off her shoes and watched Logan leave the room.
"Huntzberger, where is she?" Paris asked, seeing Logan in the hallway.
"Twenty three. I'll be there in a minute."
"Did you get her registered?"
"Not yet. We just got here."
"I'll do it. Grab me an ultrasound." Paris said, then turned and headed to Rory's room. "Rory, how are you feeling?"
"Horrible."
"Doyle said you've thrown up several times."
"Four times this morning, and 3 last night."
"Do you have any pain, or have you been bleeding at all?"
"No bleeding, but my stomach is cramping, and my head hurts."
"I'm going to order a flu test." Paris said moving over to the computer. "You're only 15 weeks, so you're still early. Barely out of the first trimester. I'm going to do an ultrasound too, and run a few blood tests. We'll figure out what is making you so sick."
"Thank you Paris."
"Oh, Doctor Gellar! It's nice to see you! I thought Doctor Huntzberger was in here." Valerie said as she walked into Rory's room carrying the supplies Logan had requested. "Mrs. Huntzberger, what are you doing here? Is everything ok?"
"Is that IV supplies?" Paris asked.
"It is. I was told Doctor Huntzberger asked for it."
"Go ahead and get her IV started. I'm getting Rory all pulled up in the computer. She'll need some blood drawn for testing, and a flu swab. Go ahead and draw 4 vials."
"Ok, let me go grab some more supplies, and I'll be right back." Valerie said, then hurried out of the room.
"Ace, I got your blanket. Paris, make sure to give me access." Logan said as he walked into the room, stepping past where Paris was typing away on the computer, and began to wrap Rory up in the blanket he brought in.
"You know you aren't supposed to be treating your wife." Paris commented.
"I'm not treating her, you are. I'm just consulting, so I need access. Where did Valerie go?"
"To get supplies."
"I guess I'll start the IV then."
"She needs a blood draw. I think Valerie is getting vials. Do you even know how to start an IV?"
"Really Paris?! You act like I haven't done this before."
"You're a doctor, starting an IV is the nurses' job."
"I do it all the time when it's busy."
"So you're confidant that you can do it without killing her?"
"Paris! Really?! She's my wife. I'm pretty sure I can handle it. If you want to, you can watch me do it. After all, you are the one who taught me how."
"Do you want to deliver the baby yourself too?"
"I'm sure I could, but it's not like you would ever allow me to do it, so what's the point?"
"Will you two please stop arguing? My head hurts enough without having to listen to you bicker." Rory said as Logan finished tucking the blanket around her, and moved toward where Valerie had placed the IV supplies. "
"Here's a barf bag." Logan said as he grabbed a blue plastic bag, and handed it to Rory. "Are you comfortable enough?"
"I'm fine." Rory said softly.
"Hi Janelle, it's Doctor Gellar." Paris said after quickly dialing a number on her phone. "Would you mind going into my office and grabbing the throw blanket off my couch, and sending it down to ER 23 for me please? . . . Yes, I'll be here running some tests . . . Alright, thank you. Rory, I got you a warmer, softer blanket. It'll help you feel more comfortable."
"Thank you Paris."
"Sorry Rory, I need to untuck you a little bit so I can get to your stomach. We're going to get these tests out of the way as fast as we can, so you can get some rest. Tell me where it hurts." Paris said as she began pressing on Rory's stomach."
"Right there."
"Pain level one to ten?"
"Six."
"Rolling, stabbing, steady pain?"
"Kind of rolling but steady. It feel like cramps."
"More or less painful than normal?"
"About the same."
"Logan, will you bring me the ultrasound please?" Paris asked as she pushed Rory's top up, and lowered the waistband of her skirt. "Alright, this is going to be a little cold." Logan watched as Paris squirted some gel on Rory's stomach, then began to move the small wand around. "Alright . . . Heartbeat looks good. She's moving around. Have you been able to feel her kicking at all?"
"I don't know, I'm not sure. I've felt some fluttering type stuff."
"That would be the baby moving around. It'll become more defined soon. You'll be able to see her rolling around. It's kind of freaky fun to watch. Doyle and I used to tease the babies with a flashlight, or start poking at them to make them kick us."
"There is still only one, right?" Rory asked.
"Why do you ask?"
"Both of my best friends randomly had twins on the first try."
"Well you definitely lucked out with only one." Paris told her. "Let me check a few things, then I'll show you the baby."
"What are you looking for?" Logan asked.
"Just checking other organs to see if there is anything we should be concerned about. Anything that could be causing pain and vomiting. Why don't you get that IV started."
"Ace, which arm to you want your IV in?"
"Whichever is easiest for you."
"Why don't you give me your left arm. Do you want me to talk you through it?"
"No, I don't even care."
"Here are the vials for the blood draw." Valerie said as she walked back into the room.
"Thanks Valerie. Would you mind grabbing me a child kit? Rory's veins are really small from dehydration." Logan said as he wiped down Rory's arm with an alcohol wipe.
"Are you going to be able to get it started, or do you need me to do it?" Paris asked.
"I can do it Paris. I started an IV on a 6 year old just yesterday. I've got this."
"Here you go Doctor Huntzberger." Valerie said as she handed over the kit.
"Thank you. Alright Ace, either close your eyes, or look away." Logan said as he opened the kit, and proceeded to get everything ready to start the IV.
"Hey Logan, why don't you let Valerie do that." Paris said, motioning for Logan to come to her side.
"Alright?"
"Here, I've got it." Valerie said as she stepped in, and took over the IV placement for Logan.
"Look right here." Paris said, pointing to the screen in front of her.
"Is that her kidneys?"
"It is."
"Hey Ace?"
"Yeah?" Rory asked weakly.
"Honey, have you ever had kidney stones before?"
"Not that I know of."
"It's pretty common in pregnancy. Especially in the second and third trimester." Paris explained. "It looks like you've got a couple of them in there. They look small enough that we can either try to flush them out, or we can go in with a utereroscope and remove them."
"Is that safe?" Logan asked.
"It is. Because Rory isn't in severe pain, I recommend that we keep her comfortable and try to flush them out. If the pain gets worse, we can go in to remove them. I want to run her blood and a flu swab just in case, but most likely the pain and vomiting is from the stones. I'll admit Rory for observation, unless you want to go home tonight."
"She's pretty dehydrated. We need to get the nausea under control. None of the medication I've given her has been working."
"Alright, then let's admit her. How bad has her morning sickness been other than today?"
"It comes and goes. Some days are better than others. Lately it's been a little worse than normal."
"Would you agree with Hyperemesis Gravidarum?"
"I would. I've definitely seen worse. If I weren't a doctor and didn't know how to treat it myself, I would have been more concerned, but I've been doing my best to keep everything under control. I fully agree that she qualifies for that diagnosis though. I've just been avoiding bringing in as long as she could eat at least one meal a day."
"Alright then, let's get these tests sent out, and I'll see about getting her up to a room."
"Thank you Paris."
"I'm going to put her up in VIP. I don't want her on the fourth floor, but I can't overwhelm L&D either."
"That works. The rooms and bigger and more comfortable up there anyway. I'm sure our insurance will cover it."
"And if not, it's not like you can't afford it yourself." Paris commented. "Have you called Lorelai?"
"Not yet, but I will."
"Doctor Gellar, here is the blanket from your office." a nurse said as she walked into the room carrying a fluffy purple blanket.
"Thank you Serafina. I'll be back in the office within an hour."
"No problem. I'll let reception know." the nurse smiled, then headed out of the room.
"Alright Rory, here you go. Let's get you nice and warm." Paris said as she laid the blanket over Rory, and tucked her in tightly. "I'm going to go get you some medicine to help with your pain and vomiting, and then I'll go up to VIP to get your room ready, ok?"
"Thank you Paris."
"Is there anything that I can get for you? I can run by your house if you'd like."
"I'm ok right now. But thank you for being here."
"There is nowhere else that I would even dream of being. I'll be right back." Paris said gently rubbing Rory's back, then heading out of the room.
"Mrs. Huntzberger, I need to swab your nose." Valerie said pulling a large Q-tip out of a package.
"You definitely have kidney stones, but we're covering all of our bases, just in case." Logan said softly as he sat down on the bed next to Rory, and gently stroked her head as Logan's phone began to ring in his pocket. "It's your Mom." Logan said after pulling the phone out to see who was calling.
"Grandpa probably told her. She's probably on her way."
"Hey Mom. I'm guessing Richard called you?"
"He did. I'm on the road about halfway there. What do you need? How is Rory?" Lorelai asked.
"We are still in the ER, but Paris is admitting her. We are still waiting on the blood work and the flu swab we just did, but right now it looks like kidney stones and Hyperemesis Gravidarum."
"How long will she be in the hospital?"
"Hopefully only overnight. We are trying to flush the stones out, but if the pain gets worse, we'll go in and remove them."
"Ok, so it's definitely treatable then."
"Definitely."
"So I'll go buy your house, and pick up some supplies. I'm guessing you both need clothes."
"Don't worry about it, I can go get them. Why don't you come stay with Rory, and I'll run home, and let Honor know what is going on."
"That works too."
"So it's about eleven right now, so we'll see you when, in about an hour?" Logan asked.
"Probably. Traffic isn't bad at all today. I'll stay with you guys at least through the weekend, or until Rory is feeling better."
"Whatever you want to do."
"Luke will come up either later tonight, or tomorrow."
"That works. We were supposed to go out with friends tomorrow, but that's obviously not happening anymore."
"Finn's annual New Year's Eve party?"
"You should go in our place."
"Not a chance!" Lorelai laughed. "We'll have our own party at your house. Maybe we'll do a Gilmore movie night."
"That sounds perfect.
"I'm going to let you go. I need to call my parents and Luke with the update. Give Rory a kiss for me and tell her that I'll be there soon."
"I will. Thanks Lorelai. You're always here when we need you."
"Hey, it's what us Moms do. I'll see you soon. Love you guys."
"We love you too. Drive safe." Logan said as he ended the call. "Your mom is on her way." Logan said gently kissing Rory's head. "That kiss is from her. She'll be here in about an hour."
"Ok." Rory said softly.
"Do you need to use the bathroom or anything?"
"No. I'm ok right now. Just really tired."
"Go to sleep baby. I'll be right here with you." Logan told her as he stretched out on the bed next to her, and slid his arm over her shoulders. Rory gave him a half smile, then snuggled into his side and closed her eyes.
"You comfortable enough?"
"I am now. You make a good pillow."
"I will never understand that." Logan chuckled. "I'm supposed to work tonight, but I'm going to call over to HR and let them know that I'm inpatient with you."
"No, Logan, that's ok. I don't want you to call out. My mom is coming, and it's not like you don't work here in the hospital."
"Ace, come on. I'm not going to leave you."
"You won't be leaving me. You'll just be taking care of other patients too instead of just me. You know that you'll be bored sitting here. I really don't mind."
"Rory . . ."
"No, Logan. Your patients need you."
"Rory, you need me more."
"And I have you. And my mom will be here too. I know you'll be in my room every few minutes to check on me. I don't want you to be sitting here bored. I'll be ok. I promise. Besides, I'm hooked up to the monitor, and I'm sure you'll be able to pull me up in the computer to check my stats all night."
"I'll think about it. What stuff do you want me to bring you from home?"
"Just some pajamas or sweats? Something comfortable."
"Do you want me to bring you a book or anything?"
"You can grab the book off my nightstand, and my computer. Maybe I can get some work done tonight."
"Babe, I don't want you working when you're sick."
"It's not anything important. Just research for some articles that I'm writing."
"I thought you finished those."
"I finished several, but I'm going to do more."
"Why?"
"Because I love writing. It's cathartic. Plus, I decided that I want to write a series of articles."
"What kind of series?"
"Well, one of them I'm going to do on rare diseases. Every week I am going to pick a new disease to highlight, and every day of the at week and I'll publish another article about whatever disease I pick for that week."
"When did you decide to do this?"
"The other day actually. I've almost got the first week's articles done. I was going to show you when I finish.
"So basically you're telling me that you are going to be writing an article for every day of the year about fifty two different rare diseases?"
"Pretty much."
"Rory, that's a lot of work! Do I need to remind you that you are currently pregnant, and in a few more months you will be out on maternity leave."
"Logan, I am perfectly capable of writing while I'm out."
"Babe, I want you sleeping while you're out. I don't want you worrying about work while we are taking care of a newborn."
"Please, you know I'll have all of those articles done ahead of time. You know me."
"Ace, I think you are getting in over your head."
"I'm planning to have other people help me, so it won't just be me doing all the writing."
"Other people? Like who?"
"Well, Doyle of course, and Paris. And I thought I could bribe you to write a couple articles."
"You know exactly how I feel about that one."
"Logan, you're a doctor. I know you had to write papers for medical school. Maybe I can use some of those."
"Not likely."
"Come on. Please?! It would really help to have some of the articles written by an actual doctor."
"You just said that you have Paris."
"But I also have you. If you want to, we'll publish your articles under my name so your Dad doesn't get any stupid ideas."
"Good thinking."
"You're just such an amazing writer, and being a doctor you will have a different take on the subject that I do, and I think that it will be really beneficial to have you on board."
"And what exactly is in it for me?"
"Happy wife, happy life?"
"And?"
"If you do this for me, it'll make me really happy, and then I can turn around and give all that happiness right back to you in other ways."
"I might need examples."
"We're in a hospital, and I've been throwing up."
"When we go home."
"Deal!"
"Alright, go to sleep Ace. We can talk about this later." Logan smiled, giving her a gentle kiss. "You need to get some rest."