Maybe now

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Author's note: Okay guys,this is on of my first fics. I didn't plan on writing stories, but the disturbing fact that Jess isn't on the show anymore and Rory slept with this asshole Dean made me change my mind.I also love the whole LukeLorelai thing.I'm from Germany and my grammar might be wrong sometimes,so don't be too critical

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Have fun...

Summary:Everything 'til Raincoates and Recipes happened except Rory never slept with Dean and Rory never told Lorelai that Jess loved her,neither that he wanted her to go away with him. Luke & Lorelai moved together and got married and Rory graduated from Yale.She moved to NY and became a Journalist for the Times.( not very original, but it fits to the story)

Chapter 1: Home at last

"Paris, Tristan, I'm home!" 24 years old Rory stepped into the quiet Manhattan apartment. No sight of her roommates. Sighing she made her way to the enormous living-room, containing various books-and Cdcases and other pieces of furniture which were spread all over the room.

Who would have thought Rory Gilmore would live in an appartment with two of her former enemies. Rory and Paris became very good friends during their senior year in Yale and after gratuating they decided to move together with the infamous Tristan DuGrey whom they met up with in their sophomore year. After gotten shipped off to military school Tristan decided to go to Yale and fate pulled the three of them together again. They got along pretty well so after graduating they moved to NY, where Rory got a job at the New York Times.

Living under the same roof with other people can be quite difficult sometimes but Rory got to get used to the habits of both Tristan and Paris. She has grown to ignore Paris' sleeping habits ( she often woke up at 2 o' clock in the morning to " catch up with work"), and Tristan's daily "night visits". Yes, Tristan was definately still the womanizer he has been in highschool. He even tried to get the moves on Rory but eventually he figured that the friendship between the two of them is too important to risk it on a probably failing relationship.

The thing between Paris and Tristan on the other side was a completely different situation. Everyone knew about Paris' crush on Tristan back in high-school and now, 8 years later only a blind could fail to notice the tension between those two which is pretty strange considering the fact that Tristan never seemed to be interested in Paris back in school. Man, people do change.

Rory tiredly fell onto the couch. She had a hard day. As a journalist for the New York Times Rory worked non-stop on her articles ,always in a hurry to get ready in time for publishing. She was used to the pressure of the editors, especially on busy days, but today was extremly stressing. The fact that her boss was a little asshole didn't make it easier for her. But she loves writing and researching and most imortantly, it brings money into the household. New York isn't cheap, that's for sure and although her grandparents are like the richest people in whole Connecticut she still has to pay them the money for her education in Yale back.

Luckily Paris and Tristan are saving her with the rent because she surely couldn't afford iving alone in New York City.

"Mare, wake up!" Rory stirred sightly at the shaking of her body.

"Go away!" She tried to break away from the pair of hands which were attempting to wake her up, but no such luck. Sighing Rory slowly opened her eyes to reveal the bright light shining through the window.

" What time is it?" Tristan laughed at the sleepy sound of her voice.

" It's noon." Rory immediately jerked up.

" What!" " O my god,I overslept, o my god Jerry's going to kill me!" She stumbled out of the couch and looked around for the clock.

" Rory it's Saturday, you don't have to work"

Tristan tried very hard not to burst into a fit of laughter at the expression of Rory's face. He didn't have the opportunity to, anyways, ' cause in the next moment he felt a pillow hitting him on the head.

" Ow, what have I done to you!" he said with a smirk and put his hand up in mock surrender,'cause Rory looked like she was ready to hit him again.

" That's not funny!", Rory said and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. " I do so need coffee, now." She tiredly made her way to the kitchen and turned the coffeemachine on.

" Where's Paris?" Tristan didn't look up from the tv and tried to answer smoothly "Dunno, probably having lunch with one of those guys from work" , he said and fixed his eyes on the TV-screen. Rory smirked at his obvious jealousy but decided to keep her mouth shut. Although it would be pretty amusing to see him squirming and getting all defensive she certainly didn't want to put up a fight, 'cause Tristan hadn't been in the best mood lately. It was probably the fact that he won't spend the upcoming Thanksgiving with his family. Again. Apparently there was a sudden "emergency" in the family business so the precious DuGreys can't have Thanksgiving with their only son. Tristan of course played it off and said he had bunch of work to do anyway and being at his parents' would just be a waste of time 'cause he's sure his father would pick up a fight again. Mr. DuGrey wasn't all too happy when he heard that Tristan would move to NY, 'cause he secretly hoped that Tristan one day would take over his father's company. But Tristan chose to move to the city and start working at a law firm, which caused fighting with his parents. Still you couldn't dismiss a glint of hurt in his eyes when his parents had to cancel the Thanksgiving-dinner. Luckily Paris offered him to go with her to her parents' to celebrate. This thought made Rory smile 'cause who knows what will happen with just the two of them in Hartford.

It was thursday morning and Rory overslept again. Her alarm-clock stopped trying to wake her up after it got smashed to the wall. Rory cursed herself for putting her anger of being waken from her sleep on the clock, 'cause now she was running extremly stressed through the apartment to gather her stuff for work. She worked late the night before in attemt to finish her article and she must have fallen asleep. Her lack of coffee didn't lighten her mood and to put on top suddenly the phone rang. Unfortunatley her two roommates already left and the answering-machine was broken so she sighingly ran to the phone.

"Hello?" Rory was greeted by a too cheerful voice considering the time.

" Daughter of mine, isn't it a wonderful day, the birds are singing, the sun is shining, Bratt& Jen

got divorzed..."

"Mom, how much coffee did you have?"

"Not much, maybe two pots..." Rory could practically hear her mother smiling widely on the other side of the phone.

" Ehm mom, no offense or anything, but did you call for a reason or just to tell me how happy you are, 'cause I kinda got to go to work, like now." Rory impatiently looked at the clock which showed her that she was already 15 minutes late.

" Yeah sure, sorry kiddo. I just wanted to ask if you can made it two days before Thanksgiving, 'cause your grandmother insists on us dining with them and your grandfather has to go on some business-trip afterwards."

" I have to ask Paris and Tristan because of the driving arrangements, but I think it they won't mind. I'll give you a call tommorow, 'kay? Give my love to Luke and the others, but I have to run, now. Bye mom, love you!" Rory quickly turned off the phone and ran out of the apartment without giving Lorelai a chance to tell her who elsewould also be in Stars Hollow on that very holiday.

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