~*~I don't own any of the character or anything related to the Gilmore Girls.~*~
~*~This is my first attempt at fan fiction so the character's are out of character and things like that. Sorry about all the mistakes.~*~
It was a cold black night as the Gilmore Girls pulled off the highway on to a dirt road where there was suppose to be a place to stay.
"Are you sure this is the right way?" Rory asked her mother as she looked out of the window, "It doesn't look like anyone is around here."
"I'm sure, the guy at the gas station said to head north on the highway and then turn left onto a dirt road, we are on a dirt road are we not?" Lorelai asked.
"There could be more then one dirt road mother." Rory answered.
Lorelai just stuck her tongue out at her child then turned back to look where she was going. "Ha!" she exclaimed excitedly, "there it is!"
Rory looked forward and was barely able to make out the outline of a large two story house, lit by what she figured were many lights in side. It seemed normal enough with both a screened in porch along the side which met a cement porch that led to a wood front door both of which were lit by roughly five lights.
"What do you think?" Lorelai asked as she turned off the jeep and got out walking around to the front. Looking back she noticed that Rory was still in the car. "Well?"
Rory hesitated before opening the door, "I don't know, what's with all the lights and everything? It's creepy here, I think we should just keep driving until we find a hotel or something."
"Oh come on, don't be a scary cat! It is normal for people to like to have lights on in their house Rory. It's seems normal enough, lets knock." Lorelai started walking toward the front door pausing to look back at Rory, who shifted uncomfortably then followed.
"If we die I'm blaming you!" Rory told her mother as they stood before the door. "Well knock."
"You."
"No, you."
"No, you."
"Mother!" Rory said frustrated, "This is your idea. Knock."
Lorelai made a face at Rory, "Fine then missy, no dinner for you." She turned and knocked on the door almost immediately sound could be heard from the other side.
Rory tugged at her mothers arm, "Come on, lets go."
"No, I'm tired and I want coffee the stuff at the gas station sucked and there has to be a kitchen somewhere in this house. We will stay here for the night and that's that." She turned back to face the door as it opened an elderly woman appeared, her face painted with wrinkles.
"May I help you young ladies?" the woman asked, her voice tired and scratchy.
Rory hugged her mom's arm resting her head against her shoulder. Lorelai smiled at the old woman, "We were wondering if you had a room we could get for the night?"
The old woman looked around behind them, searching for something but not finding it. Finally bringing her eyes back to them she answered, "Of course, my children, come in."
Lorelai smiled, "Let us just grab some of our things real quick." She turned and walked back to the jeep with Rory following closely, taking four bags out of the car they walked back to the door which was closed. Knocking again the elderly lady opened the door quickly and pulled them in. Lorelai looked at Rory with a raised eyebrow, "Wonder what that's all about." Rory shrugged and stayed close to her mother as they walked through the entrance and into the main room.
The elderly woman closed the door after one last glance out in the dark, locking the door in three places she turned and followed her new guests into the main room where they stopped to look around.
Lorelai looked around the room they had stopped in it had mauve wall-paper and was lightly decorated with odd things here and there. A pink couch and matching chair sat in front of a lit fire place, she noticed there were seven lamps in the room. How strange. She shrugged off the strange feeling in the pit of her stomach and turned to look at Rory who was standing next to the elderly woman also looking around the room.
"Forgive my manners," the elderly woman started, "I am Gretchen Housin." She tensed and turned her head toward one of the many windows staring out it for a long moment before continuing, "I'll show you to your rooms."
"Room, just room." Rory said quickly.
Gretchen nodded, "Room." She turned and walked through another room with the Gilmore Girls in tow, pointing to the left she said, "That's the kitchen through that door. You can help yourselves to anything that's in the refrigerator..."
Lorelai interrupted, "Coffee?"
Gretchen looked at her questioningly, "Excuse me dear?"
Rory laughed a little, "My mother needs her coffee, that's her way of asking if you have any."
Gretchen's face remained void of expression, "Oh, yes there's coffee you just..." she didn't get a chance to finish Lorelai had dropped her two bags and was all ready through the door making her way around the kitchen trying to find the coffee.
"Sorry about her ma'am." Rory told the woman with a small smile.
"That's fine dear, I'll show you the way to your room then you may join your mother in the kitchen." Gretchen started walking in the opposite direction as the kitchen, Rory paused before leaning down to grab her mother's bags then follow silently.
~*~This is my first attempt at fan fiction so the character's are out of character and things like that. Sorry about all the mistakes.~*~
It was a cold black night as the Gilmore Girls pulled off the highway on to a dirt road where there was suppose to be a place to stay.
"Are you sure this is the right way?" Rory asked her mother as she looked out of the window, "It doesn't look like anyone is around here."
"I'm sure, the guy at the gas station said to head north on the highway and then turn left onto a dirt road, we are on a dirt road are we not?" Lorelai asked.
"There could be more then one dirt road mother." Rory answered.
Lorelai just stuck her tongue out at her child then turned back to look where she was going. "Ha!" she exclaimed excitedly, "there it is!"
Rory looked forward and was barely able to make out the outline of a large two story house, lit by what she figured were many lights in side. It seemed normal enough with both a screened in porch along the side which met a cement porch that led to a wood front door both of which were lit by roughly five lights.
"What do you think?" Lorelai asked as she turned off the jeep and got out walking around to the front. Looking back she noticed that Rory was still in the car. "Well?"
Rory hesitated before opening the door, "I don't know, what's with all the lights and everything? It's creepy here, I think we should just keep driving until we find a hotel or something."
"Oh come on, don't be a scary cat! It is normal for people to like to have lights on in their house Rory. It's seems normal enough, lets knock." Lorelai started walking toward the front door pausing to look back at Rory, who shifted uncomfortably then followed.
"If we die I'm blaming you!" Rory told her mother as they stood before the door. "Well knock."
"You."
"No, you."
"No, you."
"Mother!" Rory said frustrated, "This is your idea. Knock."
Lorelai made a face at Rory, "Fine then missy, no dinner for you." She turned and knocked on the door almost immediately sound could be heard from the other side.
Rory tugged at her mothers arm, "Come on, lets go."
"No, I'm tired and I want coffee the stuff at the gas station sucked and there has to be a kitchen somewhere in this house. We will stay here for the night and that's that." She turned back to face the door as it opened an elderly woman appeared, her face painted with wrinkles.
"May I help you young ladies?" the woman asked, her voice tired and scratchy.
Rory hugged her mom's arm resting her head against her shoulder. Lorelai smiled at the old woman, "We were wondering if you had a room we could get for the night?"
The old woman looked around behind them, searching for something but not finding it. Finally bringing her eyes back to them she answered, "Of course, my children, come in."
Lorelai smiled, "Let us just grab some of our things real quick." She turned and walked back to the jeep with Rory following closely, taking four bags out of the car they walked back to the door which was closed. Knocking again the elderly lady opened the door quickly and pulled them in. Lorelai looked at Rory with a raised eyebrow, "Wonder what that's all about." Rory shrugged and stayed close to her mother as they walked through the entrance and into the main room.
The elderly woman closed the door after one last glance out in the dark, locking the door in three places she turned and followed her new guests into the main room where they stopped to look around.
Lorelai looked around the room they had stopped in it had mauve wall-paper and was lightly decorated with odd things here and there. A pink couch and matching chair sat in front of a lit fire place, she noticed there were seven lamps in the room. How strange. She shrugged off the strange feeling in the pit of her stomach and turned to look at Rory who was standing next to the elderly woman also looking around the room.
"Forgive my manners," the elderly woman started, "I am Gretchen Housin." She tensed and turned her head toward one of the many windows staring out it for a long moment before continuing, "I'll show you to your rooms."
"Room, just room." Rory said quickly.
Gretchen nodded, "Room." She turned and walked through another room with the Gilmore Girls in tow, pointing to the left she said, "That's the kitchen through that door. You can help yourselves to anything that's in the refrigerator..."
Lorelai interrupted, "Coffee?"
Gretchen looked at her questioningly, "Excuse me dear?"
Rory laughed a little, "My mother needs her coffee, that's her way of asking if you have any."
Gretchen's face remained void of expression, "Oh, yes there's coffee you just..." she didn't get a chance to finish Lorelai had dropped her two bags and was all ready through the door making her way around the kitchen trying to find the coffee.
"Sorry about her ma'am." Rory told the woman with a small smile.
"That's fine dear, I'll show you the way to your room then you may join your mother in the kitchen." Gretchen started walking in the opposite direction as the kitchen, Rory paused before leaning down to grab her mother's bags then follow silently.