Logan drove the once familiar roads feeling nostalgic. There were so many different buildings lining the roads from his parents in Hartford. He almost took the wrong turning more than once, not recoganising the area. Too much was changing, he didn't like it. He'd visited Yale a few times since he had graduated. His family had invested a substantial amount of money over the years so naturally he was invited to fundraisers, dinners, gatherings of all sorts. But this was the first time he had been there since his son had started at the University and that made him look at it in a different light again. Not as the place he had been expected to go when he was a child, not as the place he spent a large part of his youth trying to avoid and not the place where he needed to play the part and shake hands, make a good impression, live up to the Huntzberger name. This time he was there for parents weekend, he was there for his son.

He pulled into the parking lot, stopped the car and shut off the engine. He sat there for a moment enjoying the silence. Looking at the buildings. Waiting. Odette usually came with him to things like this. To be honest he was a bit nervous about doing it alone after so many years of them being a team. He checked the time on his phone and made sure he hadn't missed any calls or messages while he'd been driving, then he put the phone in his pocket and told himself to get out the car and find his son. It had been a few weeks since he had seen Lucas and honestly he missed him.

Since the moment he had found out he was going to be a father, he had promised himself he would be a better one than his own. It wasn't much of a challenge but he knew he would be there for his child, he would encourage them and support their choices, not force his own opinions, plans and wishes on them. He would be at every show, sports game, graduation they had. He would be there for days out, weekends away and evenings in. Even the diapers and illnesses, he would be there. He had kept his word for the past 18 years. Admittedly it was easier only having one child, he could devote all his time to his son but it was no secret they had wished for more children, it just wasn't meant to be.

He had kept the promises, mainly. He had supported Lucas, encouraged him to try new things and find the things that he enjoyed, whatever they may be. They had been on family holidays without Logan disappearing to take business calls or 'just popping' to the office at the weekends. He had been there for birthday parties, soccer games, early mornings and late nights but somehow he still didn't know his boy as much as he would've liked. Odette had just put it down to Lucas being a teenager now when he had mentioned it to her but her relationship hadn't changed with their son, she still got daily messages and a call at least once a week. Logan couldn't shift the feeling he had done something wrong, he just didn't know what. Obviously there was the current situation they found themselves in but if anything that had been Odette's fault, if anyone was at fault here, she was the one planning on moving back to France after all this time. There was no way Logan could up roots and move that far, sure remote working was easier these days but not from a different country to your employees.

He walked over to the tables covered in parents packs, name badges and flyers for events going on throughout the weekend. The girl sitting behind the desk informed him he had nearly missed the welcome breakfast but if he was quick he might be able to grab a coffee and cake before the other activities started. He was more than happy to avoid the welcome breakfast, he did plenty of pointless socialising during the week, the weekend was supposed to be his time. Up until recently it had been family time but since Lucas had started at Yale it had left the weekends free for him to do as he pleased, mostly.

He made his way to the cafeteria hoping most people would be heading for other activities by now giving him chance for a coffee before he met up with his son. As he was turning the corner to the cafeteria, the door flew open and rushed out a woman, stuffing a phone in her bag, pastry in her mouth and miraculously holding a coffee cup in the crook of her arm. He didn't need to see her face to know who it had been, no one else was able to hold onto coffee that well, he was surprised she hadn't been reading a book too. He looked after her as she disappeared into the crowd and around the corner. So maybe not everything was different here. He hesitated, tempted to follow after her. As he took a step forwards, his son appeared from the same corner Rory Gilmore had just vanished into.

It didn't take Lucas long to spot his Dad standing by the cafeteria.

"Dad?" Lucas was obviously disappointed to see Logan alone. "What about Mom?"

"Your mother couldn't make it today, she's trying to move some things around so she can come for a while tomorrow but she hasn't let me know if she's managed it yet." He checked his phone again, still no news.

"So you're really doing it then?"

"Doing what?"

"Separating?"

"We've spoken about this Lucas, you're mother and I have our reasons. There's no point in dragging it out and since you're not living at home anymore it's a good time for us both to downsize."

"What about the holidays? I'm not staying here the whole time."

"No one expects you to. Come on I need a coffee." Logan held the cafeteria door open for his son and followed him in. Now was not the moment for chasing after Rory, he would undoubtedly see her again during the parents weekend.