"Absolutely not. If I sounded demanding I apologize. I mean to come across as factual. I was merely trying to begin a dialogue with you about our wants and needs. Will I want sex 5 times a week a year from now? I don't know. Or 10yrs, 20yrs – I don't know. What I do know is I want to be able to be completely honest with you every day for the rest of our lives." Logan finishes and feels satisfied that he articulated his point well.

"Can I ask you something completely out of left field?" Rory ponders.

"Sure Ace."

"If you could have a free unlimited service for 5yrs of an extremely good cook, a chauffeur, a personal trainer, masseuse or a secretary which one would you pick?"

"You know it's a good thing I'm used to the Gilmore mind warps. I'd pick a masseuse or nothing at all, especially if I can get you to be my masseuse."

"So you like massages?"

"Oh yes I do. Generally just my shoulders neck and head."

"What if, as your wife, I want to massage other places?" She smirks.

"Working Blue." Logan smiles.

"Yes." She acknowledges with him which road her mind is going down.

"As my wife you have more rights than I can possibly explain."

"Does that mean I can have a massage?" Rory smiles.

"Absolutely Ace. First you have to take off your shirt though, what good is a massage if it's not skin on skin?" Logan gives her one of those amazing grins.

"You just want to see me naked."

"Well yes but I have many ways of getting you naked that don't have anything to do with a massage." He smirks again.

Rory enjoys an hour of the most relaxing time with his hands working her back into complete relaxation. She then turns the tables on him and makes him take his shirt off so she can work on the stress he carries in his back and neck.

a few days later

Rory ran around the apartment trying to make sure she had everything she needed as well as wouldn't be late for class. She grabbed her new license, birth certificate and her student id, grabbed her book back and cup of coffee. She's all set she thinks so out the door she goes.

Unfortunately after her first class when she's about 20yards from the Office of the Registrar she realizes she forgot her marriage license. Without even a moments hesitation she flips open her cell phone.

"Huntzberger." Logan answers without even looking at the caller id.

"Imagine that this is a Huntzberger too – what are the chances?"

"Hey gorgeous, how did your test go?"

"Great actually. I'm hoping your still home I need a favor." Rory starts.

"One that can be repaid sexually?" Logan jokes. He's been having dirty thoughts of her all morning. This is the first day since their wedding they haven't laid in bed til 10am.

"Oh husband of mine you are a bad man, I love it. Will you bring the marriage license to the Registrar's office? I forgot it and they won't change my records without it."

"Sure Ace what time do you need me there?"

"Now, I just walked in the door."

"Oh you so owe me a massage tonight."

"Well honestly if you'd rather I still use Gilmore and that's what name is read when I receive my degree so be it."

"I'll be there in 5min." Logan hangs up and grabs the license as he calls Frank that'll he'll be down in a minute.

Logan walks into the Office of the Registrar to hear a student working there give Rory a hassle about not being a Huntzberger.

"Hey Ace, here's the license."

"Oh Logan the license isn't needed because according to Traci here I'm just a liar and I'm not really a Huntzberger." Rory says coldly.

Logan grabs Rory by the shoulders and kisses her hard.

He then tells his Ace rather loudly, "Well I don't give a damn what Traci thinks, you are my wife and your ID and all your records at this institution will reflect that. So Traci since you are obviously incapable of doing your job, and are unwilling to assist my wife, I would like to see your supervisor at once."

"Mr. Huntzberger I apologize about the mistake I can handle this." Traci tries to pacify Logan.

"NO Traci that's quite alright I'll require your supervisor's attention to this matter now." Logan is calm and polite but she's knows he means business.

In a matter of minutes Rory's records all reflect her married name. She has a new ID in her pocket and Logan has swollen lips from kisses.
Next on Rory's list is changing her class schedule. That is much easier given its done in the same office and they already saw the display earlier. She quickly has all Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday classes. The Huntzbergers' leave together seeing as how it's Monday she has no classes, but they do have to stop at the student bookstore to pick up her new books. Once they arrive at the bookstore Logan wishes he had her habit of bring a pocketbook with him. Rory in a bookstore can be a long event.

He never knew you needed so many books for classes, so many office supplies. He thinks back though, its not like he actually did attend classes more than was required and his Ace was the opposite, school was her domain. He ponders the thought that someday she may actually return to school just to teach she loved it so much. He'd have to ask her if she's ever thought about that.