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Logan's Visit

Will checked the clock. Logan had given them an ETA, and Will wanted to make sure everything was ready for his stay. He and Kevin had set up a makeshift bedroom area in the loft, sectioned off with screens, and put a futon in it. And since their own bedroom was pretty much the same set up on the opposite side of the loft, they'd agreed to put the nookie on hold.

"Babe, did you put towels in the bathroom?" Will called to Kevin while he fed Wendell.

"Doing it now," Kevin called back. "And stop looking at the clock."

"How'd you know?" Will laughed.

"I know you," was the reply. "It's an estimated time of arrival, so stop clock watching. When he gets here, we'll grab something to eat and give him a chance to rest up from the trip."

Kevin walked out of the bathroom and over to Will. "Thanks for arranging the skydiving, by the way. I'm really excited to get up there in the morning."

"Me too," Will nodded, giving Kevin a kiss on the cheek. "I was thinking that afterwards we could head out to the Fourth of July festival at the base and stay for the fireworks."

"Hey, I'm easy," Kevin smiled. "You two can do the planning and I'll go along for the ride."

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Carrying a small duffel bag, Logan made his way to Will and Kevin's door. He double checked the address written on a small piece of paper then slipped it into his front jeans pocket. Yup, this was the place.

He found himself to be a little nervous but also excited. Quickly checking his watch one last time, he found he wasn't far off his ETA. Everything had lined up fairly smoothly - the plane ride, finding a cab and the ride over. Now all he had to do was knock.

Reaching up he knocked on the door, then straightened his sports jacket as he awaited an answer.

Wendell started barking at the knock, and Will had to pick him up to shush him.

"Coming!" he called, handing Wendell off to Kevin as he headed for the door.

He opened the door and smiled brightly when he saw Logan standing there. "Hey, Logan," he said, giving him a warm hug. "Good to see you in person, at last. Come on in."

A smile crossed Logan's face hearing Wendell barking at the knock. Dogs always made the best security system, they never failed to get excited when someone was at the door.

His face brightened further when Will opened the door. He was a bit surprised by the hug at first, but took it in stride and returned it, patting Will on the back. "Will, it's great to finally meet you as well."

Entering the loft, "Thanks for having me, and putting me up."

"Don't mention it," Will said, closing the door. "I'm just sorry we couldn't pick you up, but I lost my car when I left the company and Kevin had some running around to do earlier."

"Sure, blame me," Kevin smiled and walked over to them. "Hi, Logan, it's good to meet you," he said, extending his free hand and laughing when Wendell started squirming in his zeal to see the new person.

Smiling at Will, "No worries there."

Shaking Kevin's hand, Logan smiled, "Hey Kevin, and you. I've heard a lot about you - all good of course, but it feels like we've already met."

Looking at Wendell, Logan chuckled, "He looks like he can be a handful." Bringing his hand palm up, he held it under Wendell's nose so he could sniff him. Looking to Will, "I uh, I brought Wendell a toy if he's allowed to have it?"

"Aw, that's really sweet of you!" Will said. "And of course he can have it. We spoil him."

"Speak for yourself," Kevin laughed. "You spoil him. I just make sure he feels loved and cared for."

Will rolled his eyes and winked at Logan. "Yeah, tough guys can't spoil their dogs, I guess." He put out a hand to Logan. "Let me take your bag and show you where you'll be sleeping."

Logan laughed, "Isn't that what dogs are for?" He unzipped his duffel bag slightly, reached in and pulled out a small fabric squeaky toy in the shape of a pig. He squeaked it a couple of times and handed it to Kevin apologetically. "The lady at the pet store assured me that dogs loved these things... Although now I'm thinking they might be awfully annoying until the squeaker breaks."

A smile and a nod to Will as he handed him the duffel bag, "Thanks."

Looking around as he followed Will, he said, "You guys have quite the place here. Very nice."

"Thanks," Will said, leading him past the living room area. "I kind of like how everything's open like this. We have lots of space and light this way." He grinned at Logan and indicated his makeshift bedroom. "I hope you don't mind no doors, though. But I figure we're all guys, right? And at least the bathroom has a door on it," he added with a chuckle.

He smiled at Will, "No, don't mind at all. This is great thank you. Actually, I really like the setup you guys have here. I would imagine using the screens come in rather handy. Instant spare room when you need one and when you don't you have the open space instead. Although in saying that, I'm glad to hear the bathroom has a door - a little privacy is always nice in there."

"No kidding," Will laughed. "And when Kevin starts singing in the shower, you really want to be able to close that door."

Suddenly, Will was hit in the head with Wendell's new squeak toy, and the little dog raced up to him as he chased after it.

"Sorry," Kevin grinned, raising a hand. "Bad throw."

Kevin ducked when Will picked up the toy and sent it sailing back at him, again making Wendell run after it with excited yips.

"Will, you're being rude," Kevin laughed. "Offer Logan a drink."

Will scowled at Kevin, then turned to his friend. "Logan, may I interest you in a drink? We've got pretty much everything."

Logan chuckled at the scene.

"Yeah, a drink would be good. Um, a beer would be great if you guys are having one, otherwise a any kind of juice you have would work too."

Turning to Kevin, "Will was saying you recently moved into vice. Congratulations. How are you enjoying it?"

"Beers all around, then," Will nodded and headed for the kitchen.

"I'm loving it, thanks," Kevin said, smiling as he invited Logan to take a seat on the couch, and took a seat in a chair. "It's something I've dreamed of doing since I joined the department, so I'm still pretty giddy. And what do you do? Will was pretty sketchy with the details."

"I said you guys could probably talk about guns," Will said with a wink as he brought out the drinks. He handed a bottle of beer to Logan, then Kevin, and took a seat on the couch with his own.

Taking a seat on the couch, he made himself comfortable. "I would imagine that would be pretty exciting work. I bet you met the most interesting of people."

Smiling as he accepted the beer from Will, he thanked him then took a swallow. "For the past few years, I've been working as a Freelance Investigator. Which sounds much more exciting than it usually is."

"Have you ever had the opportunity to take a gun out at the firing range Will?"

"Kevin's taken me out a couple of times," Will nodded. "He wants me to know how to handle the guns he keeps at home."

"Always good to know how to protect yourself," Kevin shrugged and sat forward a little. "So, Logan, what kind of stuff do you do as a freelancer?"

"What do you think of it? Shooting a gun I mean."

"Yes, I have to agree with you there," he nodded, then shrugged. "Pretty much anything and everything. Really ends up depending on the case and what needs to be done. I would imagine it's fairly similar to some of the stuff you'd deal with in being a cop, just privately hired. The last case I had was breaking up an extortion operation. Sometimes it leads to protection, going undercover, retrieval... really pretty much anything. Oh, and I can't forget surveillance." He rolled his eyes, "Lots and lots of surveillance."

"I liked it," Will said, then took a sip of his beer. "I felt confident. Muy macho. That kind of thing."

Kevin smiled and shook his head at Will. "Well, Logan, you sound like you've got a really good gig going. There probably aren't the restrictions the police have, and you have more control over your operation. It sounds great." He chuckled. "Except for the surveillance part since... Well, since it's surveillance. But the rest of it sounds like it'll definitely hold your attention."

Logan chuckled, "It does come with a rush in the beginning, doesn't it?"

"I can't complain. I've got the freedom to take the jobs I want, move when the urges strikes and travel all over the country." Small shrug then a grin, "And, no paperwork, or very little. Although I might be willing to trade that for the amount of times I end up getting shot at or in a confrontation. The lack of a badge translates into a lack of authority or leverage for them to do what I ask." He took a swallow of beer then asked, "How long have you been a cop?"

"Seven years," Kevin said. "Joined the academy when I was 20. Never wanted to do anything else." He grinned. "Have you always done freelance stuff? Or were you in law enforcement before?"

Logan shook his head, "No, it started off as a favor to a friend and snowballed from there. Before that, I was in the Air Force."

Smiling at Will, "How about you, Will? Have you always been interested in business?"

"A military man," Kevin smiled. "Excellent. I work with a lot of Marines."

"It's what I've done for my entire career, but I've never been interested in it," Will laughed. "I went into banking because of my father."

"Oh yeah? As in they've moved into law enforcement or does your department work cooperatively with a local unit?"

Logan smiled, "Now's the perfect opportunity for you to explore other options. How's the writing and photography coming along?"

"There are a good number of officers in the reserves or who're retired from the corps," Kevin explained, then looked at Will. "You like photography?"

"Oh," Will grinned, "it's something I've thought about dabbling in, and maybe writing stories about the pictures I take." He looked at Logan. "The writing's coming along slowly, the photography's still on the back burner."

Logan nodded. "The two fields do work well together and it seems to be a natural career shift. Military to either law enforcement or investigation type work. When I got out I didn't find there to be a lot of options otherwise."

He smiled, "Sounds like your enjoying it though. Something you might turn into a career do you think?"

"I'm not sure," Will shrugged. "I've never really done it as more than a hobby. I don't think I'd ever actually get published."

"You won't know 'til you try," Kevin frowned. "Think positively."

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