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"So because Rory called Collin when the IA lady showed up to question her, the hospital is no longer allowed to communicate with you guys, and all communication has to go through your attorneys." Honor said as she walked back into Logan's bedroom, having left to answer her phone.
"That sounds about right." Logan commented.
"Collin has been dealing with utter bull shit all day."
"He's going to raise his rates."
"Oh, I don't doubt it at all. He's had to produce your marriage license and proof of your past relationship."
"You're kidding?!" Rory asked.
"Collin is currently scrolling through 12 years of Facebook posts, from everyone we know, to screenshot proof of your healthy, loving, committed relationship."
"Oh geez!" Lorelai commented. "That poor guy!"
"By the way Lorelai, he said he sent you a friend request that he needs you to approve."
"Seriously?!"
"He's having to submit mountains of proof, in order to flood this stupid investigation with all the evidence in the world that my brother is not abusing his wife."
"Are you fucking kidding me?!" Rory asked as Honor collapsed on the foot of bed next to Lorelai.
"Hey Logan, did you by any chance put Rory on your lease when you lived together in New Haven?" Honor asked.
"I wasn't even on the lease. Dad owned the apartment."
"Hey Dad, all the stupid shit that Logan pulled in the past, those records are all sealed, right?"
"Sealed and expunged." Mitchum confirmed.
"And the boat incident?"
"Logan was never charged."
"What about Rory's?" Honor asked, looking to Rory.
"That would have just come up eligible for expungement about a year ago, I think? Maybe just now?"
"Hold on, I'm calling Collin." Honor said as she started to get up again.
"Expunged. I took care of that a long time ago. Rory's case was expunged after her community service was completed." Mitchum told them.
"It was?" Rory asked as both her and Lorelai looked over to Mitchum.
"The paperwork is in the safe downstairs. I would have told you at the time, but I didn't want anyone upset at me for interfering. I offered to handle the entire thing, but I was told to butt out. I was planning to eventually tell you, but then you guys broke up, and I honestly forgot all about it. You would have found out eventually had you filed for an expungement when the ten years lapsed. I was just able to take care of it early. It was no big deal."
"Wow!" Lorelai commented.
"Thank you." Rory told him. "I don't even know what to say right now. I had completely forgotten all about that. I mean, it completely makes sense now why I've been able to get the jobs I have, with a felony on my record."
"Because there's no felony on your record. You've been a good influence on my son. It was the least I could do."
"So what do we do now then? Collin is having to go 12 years into the past to prove that our relationship hasn't been abusive. That seems pretty ridiculous." Logan spoke up.
"You would think that I would be the only one able to accuse Logan of abuse."
"It's a 'medical professional' making the accusations. They are legally allowed to do it, without your permission." Mitchum told them.
"But it's a medical professional who has never even laid eyes on Rory."
"Which is to your advantage. However, she's still a medical professional which she obviously knows gives her the right to start an investigation that will have to be proven wrong, without a shadow of a doubt. Which means that if even one person says 'yeah there might have been this one time were one of them said something' it could make things worse."
"How come I can't just go to the hospital board and tell them that Logan has never once abused me, in all the years that I've known him?"
"Because you're the 'victim' and could be in 'danger' and 'coersed' by your abuser." Mitchum told her.
"Seriously?!"
"This is bull shit!" Logan told him.
"I hate to break it to you, but the quickest and easiest way to shut this thing down, is going to be to take it to a judge."
"No! I don't want this going public!"
"I know you don't. We can try our best to keep this entire thing under wraps. I know several judges in the city. We will do everything we can to keep things quiet, but we are going to have to get a court order to shut this woman up. We sue her for harassment, defamation, false reporting of abuse, medical malpractice, prejudice, abuse by someone in a trusted position of authority . . . We throw everything we can at her. And then we go after the hospital as well. We go after them for your job, lost wages, defamation, harassment, allowing abuse and malpractice by a medical professional. We go after them for breach of contract for both your contract with the hospital and for the clinic, and we sue for full rights and access to the clinic practice, severing your contract and connection to them. You will still have your clinic and everything in it, medical records too, but you will no longer have the ties or obligation to the hospital. You get to treat all of the HPG employees but no longer have to treat anyone else. Columbia employees won't be your problem. You will be able to refer your patients anywhere you want, rather than keeping them within the Columbia system."
"This sucks Dad! I like things exactly how they are right now. Well, how they were until 4:00 this morning. I love working at Columbia. I've always loved my job. Columbia has always been great to me. I just want all of this to disappear."
"I know you do son. Unfortunately, even if all of this somehow magically disappeared tomorrow, do you really think that this little mishap won't taint how you feel about your job? How you feel about stepping foot inside that hospital? Every time you walk through those doors, it's going to be on your mind."
"I hate this!"
"I know you do. But the good news is that there are a ton of other hospitals that you can network with. Rory doesn't need to deliver her baby at Columbia. I know that she likes having Paris as a doctor, but she can go elsewhere, or both her and Paris can go elsewhere. Don't you have privileges here in Hartford? Maybe you guys can move down here. You can live here. Or get a different house nearby."
"But we like our house. We are building the addition for my grandparents." Rory said giving Logan a sad look.
"I'm not saying that you need to move. I'm just saying that there are options. Most likely what will happen is this. We file the lawsuit going after everyone, and the hospital immediate settles out of court with the promise of firing the witch that did this in exchange for all of us never saying a word about it again. We can get a nice settlement out of it, but it's not like we need the money, and as long as neither of your reputations are damaged, and the media doesn't get wind of anything and it doesn't touch the business, everything is golden. However, should things go south, we could very well end up owning the hospital."
"There has to be another way to go about this." Logan told him. "Can't we just have them terminate the PA and end the investigation? Dismantle the entire IA office if need be? Just make all of it completely disappear and go back to how things used to be?"
"Things are never that simple." Luke spoke up. "That is basically how I wanted it to be when I had to sue for custody of April. I only wanted to be able to see my daughter who's life I missed out on 12 years of. But I had to sue for custody, dredge up both mine and Anna's past, have character references written, and prove that I was capable of providing for and deserved to have a relationship with my kid. Once the law is involved, everything completely goes to hell."
"Luke is right." Mitchum agreed. "Which is exactly why Collin is having to dig into your past. You are being wrongfully accused of medical and spousal abuse by a medical professional. I want to say that she's basically accusing you of forcing Munchausen's Syndrome on Rory."
"Munchausen's Syndrome?" Rory asked. "Isn't that where you pretend to be sick so you get sympathy from others?"
"I'm not sure if that is the right term . . . I want to say that there is a term for forcing someone to appear to be ill or incapacitated."
"Crap, I know exactly what you mean, but I can't think of the word either. I want to say that I read about a court case where a mother was pretending that her kid was sick or something and she was forcing the illness on the kid. She had the kid in a wheelchair and had told them for years that they were sick and couldn't do certain things like walk, or whatever."
"Exactly! I just can't think of the right word for that."
"That could still be Munchausen's. But maybe Munchausen's by force?" Logan agreed.
"Maybe. But anyway, that could be the defense this woman is using for the investigation. Like your are forcing Rory to be so sick and to have high blood pressure."
"If anything, Logan is forcing me to eat healthy and continuously take the nausea medication, so I'm not sick. Or to relax and let him take care of things so I'm not running around like crazy. He takes my laptop away from me when I'm trying to work, and forces me to sleep." Rory told them.
"But you see, these are all things that no one else sees happening because it is all taking place at home, behind closed doors and not in the public eye. At the hospital, what this woman sees is Logan requesting that all information in regards to your health and care go through him. She claims that the staff is forbidden from speaking to you. Basically that they have to care for you under Logan's orders and not how you actually need to be cared for. You get the treatment that Logan wants you to get and nothing else."
"But that's ridiculous!"
"But that's how this woman is perceiving it."
"Can I say something?" Blake asked. "I know that none of this is my business, but as a medical professional, I may be able to share some insight into the situation."
"Of course Blake. You're basically family now. You've been with us long enough." Logan told him.
"Alright then." Blake said as he stood up from where he sat eating across the room, and walked to stand against the wall near Mitchum. "So I am coming into this situation not knowing the story from the beginning, but this is what I am picking up, so please correct me if I have anything wrong. Basically from what I understand is this . . . You went to the hospital with Rory and a PA who has never seen Rory before is accusing you of abuse because you asked the staff to run Rory's medical diagnosis and treatment by you, so that you could soften the blow to her, rather than upset Rory who is already suffering from gestational hypertension and has a high risk pregnancy."
"That is correct." Logan confirmed.
"This PA has never treated Rory before?"
"Never even laid eyes on Rory at all. She wasn't around when we got there. She has no idea what Rory even looks like. Only knows her name from the chart she pulled."
"Does she know you?"
"Not at all. I had just met her two seconds before she called me manipulative and controlling."
"And she is having you investigated for abuse?"
"Makes zero sense to us either."
"That's abuse of power."
"Yep!" Logan agreed.
"I mean, I've been around you all for the last several months, and I'd like to think that I've gotten to know you pretty well. I don't really spend much time with anyone other than Mitchum, Honor and Josh, but Doctor Huntzberger, I would never accuse you of anything of the sort. Any time I have been around you, you have been nothing other than very professional with me. Very friendly. And with your wife you are always amazingly attentive and gentle with her. Even when you've been upset about something, your entire demeanor changes the second your wife walks into a room. It's like she instantly relaxes you. And when you look at her, or talk about her, you get this goofy love sick puppy look on your face. I've never seen anything like it before, in my life. It's the one thing that I think kind of fascinates me about you, is that you are this professional doctor and you guys run a giant international newspaper publishing company. You guys are basically celebrities, and just the mention of your wife's name turns you into this goofy love sick 12 year old little boy. It's actually kind of comical."
"See, and that's the exact thing that no one else sees." Mitchum explained. "Blake just hit the nail exactly on the head. This woman who is throwing accusations around clearly doesn't know you. She's never even met you before today. All that you asked of the staff was to allow you to help your wife. To allow you to shoulder the weight of her diagnosis and present it to her in a calm, more understandable way, rather than throwing big medical terms at her. You asked them to help you help your wife, and this woman calls it manipulative controlling abuse."
"That is exactly it!" Logan agreed.
"Blake, thank you." Mitchum said looking to his nurse.
"You are very welcome, Sir."
"I hate that I even need to ask you this, but you said everything so eloquently."
"You need a character reference for Doctor Huntzberger."
"Yes."
"I am happy to do it. I'll have it done before I go to bed tonight."
"Thank you Blake." Rory spoke up. "Thank you for always being so great about helping out with things. And for helping with me today."
"It's my pleasure Mrs. Huntzberger."
"I've told you before Blake, you can call us Rory and Logan. It's ok with us."
"I know it is, it's just habit. I'll try to break it. I think it's just the Doctor title. I do my best to use professional titles with those in the medical community. I like to show my respect for their position, and all the time and sacrifices they made to earn that title. With your husband being a doctor, you just get Mrs. Huntzberger by extension."
"You can call him Doctor Logan if that helps you. That's what my friend's kids call him sometimes. They also call him Doctor Uncle, or Uncle Doctor."
"That is adorable!" Blake chuckled.
"So Blake, what do you suggest we do about this whole situation?" Lorelai asked. "From an outsiders perspective, how do you suggest we solve this problem?"
"I honestly don't know. Because the accusations are coming from a medical professional, like Mitchum said before, you have to prove them to be false beyond a shadow of a doubt. If the hospital is investigating, they'll want to talk to other medical professionals within the hospital who have worked with you both in the past, and interview them about their experiences with you, and your relationship and interactions with each other in their presence."
"Well that should be a piece of cake! Everyone at the hospital who knows us, knows exactly the type of relationship that we have." Rory told them.
"But that involves a lot of people. That gives a bunch of nosey nurses information about us and indicates that there is something going on. I don't want anyone knowing that I am being wrongfully investigated. It's demeaning."
"Unfortunately, that is exactly what is going to have to happen. They are going to have to interview other staff members. Even if they keep your name out of it, and only ask if there are any doctors in the hospital, or any staff members who they believe to be abusive to patients, or to their family members, the people who know what is going on are going to start talking, and it's going to get around who is being investigated and why. The rumors are going to start flying, if they haven't started already. You said that the woman publicly called you controlling, manipulative and abusive to the staff in labor and delivery, right? And obviously now the board and internal affairs office have heard it as well."
"I really doubt that anyone is going to believe it though. No one who actually knows me is going to believe anything of the sort."
"But now the doubt has been put in their minds. So they are going to start thinking, is Doctor Huntzberger really the nice man that I know, or could it possibly be an act, and could he really be abusing his wife? Do I really know this man very well? Is he really who he pretends to be while at work?"
"Gosh damn it!" Logan yelled, slamming his fist into the bed next to him.
"Logan . . ." Rory said softly, reaching for his hand that was closest to her."
"I fucking hate this!"
"Honey, calm down. We know that you're upset, and you absolutely have every right to be."
"I just want to break something right now! I feel like throwing this food across the room, and destroying something!"
"And that is exactly how this woman wants you to react. She wants to push you until you break and become exactly the person she has you pegged as being in her twisted little mind. She wants you to fly off the handle and turn into a raging jerk so it makes you look bad, and her looks like the hero that saved your wife from an abusive lunatic." Mitchum told him.
"You know what you should do?" Blake asked. "There are these places called Rage Rooms. It's this big warehouse that you can go to where they have rooms that are basically big cages full of crap and they'll give you a baseball bat, or a sledge hammer or whatever, and you can go there just to destroy things. Beat the crap out of an old car, sledge hammer a TV, throw dishes across the room and shatter them against a wall. You should go there."
"That actually sounds really fun." Logan told him.
"I'll look it up and see if I can find you one nearby."
"Baby, that's a great idea! You can take Josh with you." Rory agreed.
"That does sound really fun." Josh agreed. "I was thinking that a shooting range sounds fun too, but beating the crap of random stuff is totally something that I would want to do in your position. We'll go tonight, if there is one nearby."
"Even for as exhausted as I am, that sounds absolutely amazing!"
"It's not even 8 yet, so you guys still have plenty of time to go." Honor told them.
"It looks like there is one right here in town, about fifteen minutes away. It's on Newberry drive, by the bowling alley. The website says that it's open until 11pm." Blake told them.
"Baby, go put your shoes on. You and Josh go. Have a great time. It'll make you feel better, and help you sleep tonight." Rory told him.
"I don't want to leave you here though."
"Logan, you need to go. I'll be here with her. And dad is here too. Blake, go with the boys. You work really hard taking care of Dad, you deserve to have some fun too."
"I'll stay with Rory too." Lorelai offered. "Luke, why don't you go with them. Go have a boys night."
"I have to work in the morning." Luke told her.
"No you don't, Caesar can open the restaurant. Go have fun with the boys. You deserve it. I'll stay here with Mitchum and the girls."
"Dad, do you want to come? I know this isn't the best thing in the world for your heart, but the exercise might be good for you."
"No thanks, it's been a long day son, and traveling wears me out. I'll just do a little reading and then go to bed."
"Are you feeling ok Mitchum? Maybe I should stay." Blake told them, moving to Mitchum's side and reaching for his wrist to check his pulse.
"Really, I'm completely fine. It does sound like to could be fun to go with you boys, but let's face it, I'm an old man. We go to bed early. I'm usually getting ready to go to bed by this time. I've been up since 6am pacific time. I did Yoga with your mother this morning. I've been on the same schedule that she is. By this time at night, I'm eating dinner, doing another therapy session, then going to bed. I've been asleep by 9pm every night for the last few weeks. You guys go. I'll be fine here. I'll read a book, check in with your mother, and then go to sleep. It will be nice and relaxing. That way Honor will be free to hang with the girls. She can help get me to bed, and then have a slumber party in here with Lorelai and Rory. It will be a nice night for the whole family. Luke and Lorelai can even stay here tonight if they'd like. Whatever you guys want to do, the house is yours. Help yourselves."
"Baby, go put your shoes on." Rory said again, patting Logan's leg.
"Are you sure about this? Because I don't have to go. I am perfectly happy staying right here with you."
"No, Honey, I want you to go. You need to go. Go have some fun. I wish I could go with you."
"Maybe we'll go after the baby is born."
"I would love that." Rory told him.
"Alright. I love you."
"I love you too Baby. Take pictures for me." Rory said giving Logan a kiss, then watching as he climbed out of bed and walked across the room to where he left his shoes.
"Hey Lorelai, would you mind helping me clean everything up while the boys get ready to go?" Honor asked.
"I would be happy to. Rory, do you need anything?" Lorelai asked.
"Just that cherry pie that was mentioned earlier." Rory answered.
"Ice cream or no ice cream?"
"Um, hello!"
"You're right, who am I kidding?! We'll bring it all!" Lorelai said excitedly as she got up and began to collect the food containers from everyone, piling everything into the box it had been brought upstairs in, then following all the extra people out of the room, leaving only Rory and Logan behind.
"Babe, are you sure that you want me to go?" Logan asked.
"Yes. I'm positive! The rage room sounds like exactly what you need right now. You go, and you have an amazing time!"
"You call me the second you need anything, ok? And I'll immediately come back."
"I will. I want you to have the best time. If they have alcohol, get yourself a drink. I know that you said that you weren't going to drink while I'm pregnant, but I want you to. I think you could really use it tonight, and it'll do you some good. You need to let loose. Be the old crazy Logan that I fell in love with so long ago."
"Damn I love you! You are incredible!" Logan said leaning down to kiss his wife.
"I love you too Baby. Have a good time. I'm excited to hear all about it when you get back."
"I'll do my best." Logan said as he kissed her once more, then headed out of the room to meet up with everyone else.
* ~ * ~ * ~ * Midnight * ~ * ~ * ~ *
"Hey baby! How was the rage room?" Rory asked as Logan walked into his childhood bedroom late that night with a huge smile on his face.
"It was amazing! We had so much fun! It was exactly what I needed! I feel so much better!"
"I am so glad! You look better too."
"It was incredible! They handed me a sledge hammer and let me go to town in this room full of crap. I got to beat the hell out of a car, throw glass plates at a wall, bust up an old TV, break some appliances . . . Ace, it was amazing! I almost wish that I could dump a bunch of gasoline on everything, and light it all up. Just for a grand finale."
"Yeah, but that might be taking things a little too far." Rory chuckled.
"It was so much fun though. Thank you for making me go."
"What did Luke think about it?"
"He kept saying that he felt bad for busting things up, but he had a good time. Josh and Blake were monsters! It was hilarious to watch them!" Logan said as he kicked his shoes off and sat down on the bed next to Rory, pulling her into his arms for a kiss.
"And you've been drinking."
"You told me to. Luke drove. He said that's what parents are for."
"I am really glad that you had a good time."
"Me too. I'm a little toasted, but I feel so much better."
"Who else is drunk?"
"Just Josh. We were going drink for drink. Blake and Luke only had one beer, but Josh and Blake made sure I forgot all my problems."
"How many have you had?"
"I don't know, like 6 maybe 8? I have no idea."
"He's only had 4." Josh said stopping in the doorway on his way down the hall. "I think the exhaustion has doubled the alcohol's effect."
"That's kind of funny." Rory giggled.
"Do that again, that was hot." Logan said placing a kiss on Rory's shoulder.
"I'm going to bed. Blake said he would be up in a few minutes to check on you. Luke and your mom are getting ready to head out. Good luck with that one!" Josh said pointing toward Logan.
"Thanks Josh. Thank you for taking him out and making sure he had a good time. I really appreciate it."
"It was no problem. We had a lot of fun. We'll definitely have to do it again sometime."
"Yes!" Logan agreed. "Let's do it again tomorrow!"
"We'll see." Rory told him.
"Call me if you need help." Josh chuckled as he walked away.
"Good night Josh. Hey kid, we're heading out. Do you need anything?" Lorelai asked as she walked into the room with Luke behind her.
"No I think we're good. Thank you guys for coming tonight and for bringing food. And Luke, thank you for going with Logan and the guys, and making sure they got home safe."
"No thanks necessary. I had a great time. He's a little toasted though."
"But I'm happy!" Logan said excitedly.
"We can see that." Lorelai laughed. "Sweetie, do you need anything? Gatorade, water, maybe some aspirin for the hangover?"
"Got some." Logan told them, holding up the two bottles of water that he had brought upstairs with him.
"What about aspirin?"
"It's in the drawer, right there next to Rory."
"I'll call you if anything comes up." Rory answered.
"I love you Honey. I'll see you tomorrow." Lorelai said walking over to give Rory a hug.
"Thanks Mom. I love you."
"Have a good night love you guys." Luke told them as he followed Lorelai out of the room.
"Love you. Thanks for everything!" Rory called behind him. "Babe, you need to go brush your teeth. The beer smell is getting to me. Why don't you go get ready for bed."
"You know that you are married to a sap, right?" Blake asked as he walked into the room with his medical bag.
"But at least he's a happy drunk, right?"
"All he could talk about was how great you are, and how in love with you he is."
"It can definitely be a little nauseating." Rory agreed.
"Hey, you like me when I'm sappy!" Logan protested.
"Go brush your teeth." Rory told him, trying to push Logan away as he kissed her shoulder again.
"It was cute, but I can definitely agree that it would get nauseating after a while."
"You're lucky you didn't get to see angry drunk Logan. Because that Logan isn't so fun."
"He was angry before the alcohol, but then smashing things up changed all that. It was pretty fun to watch."
"I can imagine. Baby, please, go brush." Rory said, still trying to push Logan away.
"Hey, you, up!" Honor said as she walked into the room, pointing directly at her brother. "Get your butt in the bathroom and brush those teeth. You smell like a brewery. Blake do you need any help?"
"No, I've got it. Unless you want to learn."
"I can do that."
"Rory, when did you last take your blood pressure medicine?" Blake asked.
"She took it with pie right after you guys left." Honor told him.
"So we'll make sure that you get it at breakfast then. Your doctor should be here at about that time."
"Paris is coming?"
"She is bringing me some equipment to help monitor you."
"Did you guys check to see if I have what she needs?" Logan asked.
"You don't. It's not anything that you would have. It's special fetal monitors and a heart monitor."
"Yeah I definitely don't have those."
"Logan, bathroom." Honor told him again.
"I will. I might be a little bit tipsy, but I can still help with my wife. I'm coherent enough to get her vitals."
"Doctor Huntzberger, it's fine. I can take care of it. You've had a long day. Go ahead and go get cleaned up for bed."
"Baby, I'm fine. Go get cleaned up." Rory told him as Blake put an oxygen monitor on her finger, then reached for her arm to check her blood pressure.
Five minutes later Logan walked out of the bathroom dressed in only pajama pants to see the room empty except for Rory who was reading a book in bed.
"Did they finish with you?" he asked as he set his watch down on the dresser, and finished off the bottle of water he had been drinking.
"Yeah, Blake said that my blood pressure is still elevated but it's gone down from where it was earlier. Everything else he said looked normal." Rory answered, finishing the sentence she was reading. "Damn!"
"What's wrong?"
"Maybe it's the crazy blood pressure or medicine affecting my vision, but your muscles look HUGE tonight!"
"Beating the crap out of all that junk at the rage room was kind of a work out."
"Baby, have you looked at yourself in the mirror? Look how huge your chest looks!"
"Is that a problem?"
"No, I'm not complaining at all. I will gladly sit here and stare at you. Just damn!"
"Really? You're just going to sit there and stare?"
"Maybe drool a little bit."
"You're ridiculous." Logan smiled. "Did Honor give you back your phone?"
"Yeah, it's been a quiet night. A ton of emails came in today, but I haven't checked any of them. I've been ignoring work."
"If there was anything urgent, Doyle would have called."
"Are you going to come to bed, or are you just going to keep standing there?"
"I figured I would let you keep drooling for a while since you enjoy it so much. Do you need to change or use the bathroom or anything?"
"No, I took care of all that while you were gone. I showered and everything."
"Without me?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't realize that you cared."
"No it's not like it's a big deal, I just don't remember the last time either of us showered alone."
"Are you upset?"
"No, of course not. Maybe a little bummed that I missed it though."
"Now who's being ridiculous?"
"What are your talking about? I enjoy helping you shower."
"Yes, I know you do. A little bit too much. Come to bed Logan. We have a long day of drama ahead of us tomorrow."
"Booo! I don't wanna!"
"I know, I don't really want to either. But it's inevitable. Now come on Mister Muscles. Come to bed." Rory said holding her arms out.
"You just want to poke at me." Logan laughed. You forget that I know you. You'll take those sharp claws of yours and poke at my muscles."
"No I won't!"
"Yes you will. You do it all the time! You're obsessed!"
"I am not!"
"Yes you are. You'll poke at them, and tell me how hard they are."
"Well, is it my fault that they're in my face, and that they're kind of hot?"
"Just kind of?"
"Really Logan? Really? And you say that I'm the one who's obsessed!"
"You know that I only keep this working out stuff up, because you enjoy it so much."
"And you don't?"
"Eh, it's healthy."
"And you enjoy women fawning all over you." Rory told him as he walked across the room toward her.
"No one fawns all over me."
"I'm calling bull shit right there! You know for a fact, that's not even close to being true! You see the way women look at you."
"You know, there is a reason why I don't ever walk around with my shirt off, except for in the bedroom."
"Well I know that it's not because you don't like being looked at, because that's just a load of crap." Rory told him as Logan climbed into bed next to her.
"No, it's because the only person who I want looking at me like they're about to eat me alive, is the person right in front of me." Logan said as he reached to take Rory's face in his hands, and pressed a firm kiss to her lips. "This show is only for you Babe."
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Well, anyway let me say you're welcome
For the wonderful world you know
Hey, it's okay, it's okay
You're welcome!