Disclaimer: I feel like I ought to let you know that I don't own Hannah Montana or any of the characters and I never have! Just in case you thought I did. For a start I'm English and I'm pretty sure that Hannah Montana is an American program, and if that's not enough, I haven't even left school yet. I just felt like I ought to clear that up! XD

A Blast from the Past

Desperate Plans

"They're at it again Rory."

"Again?"

Jenny Oken sighed and nodded then quickly realized that Rory wouldn't be able to hear her nod over the phone so answered verbally.

"Yeah, it's the third time today! I hate Saturdays; this is all that ever happens." Jenny flinched at the sound of a large crash from downstairs and then heard the angry voices start up again.

"Hey why don't you go up to the study?" Rory suggested. He knew his best friend was really upset by what was happening and hated not being able to comfort her.

"I'm in the study Rory." Jenny informed him, choking back tears.

"Oh."
The study was a converted attic and was where Jenny's mother worked when she wasn't in the office downtown. It was usually a safe haven for Jenny. She would go up there whenever her parents started arguing, which was happening a lot more lately, and she'd sit in one of the bean bags and read or think or sometimes just sleep. Normally when she was up there she wouldn't be able to hear what was going on in the house below, but today it seemed there was no escape, she could hear every poisonous word her parents were throwing at each other.

Jenny sat on the floor in the corner of the room; her knees were drawn right into her chest, with one hand she clutched her cell phone tightly to her ear and she was twisting her hair round the index finger of the other.

Jenny was worried her parents would end up like her grandma and grandpa. They had split up before Jenny was born but they had bumped into each other at her tenth birthday and had had a blazing row that nearly resulted in the police being called.

Jenny closed her eyes tightly, thinking of any way to prevent this from happening, any way to stop her mother and father from divorcing each other. In true Rory fashion, he unwillingly gave the answer to her question.

"You know, my mom and dad say your parents were inseparable as kids. Shame you can't take them back in time huh?"

Jenny's eyes shot open.

"Rory, you're a genius!" Jenny exclaimed happily.

"What? Oh yeah…yeah I am!" He obviously had no idea what his friend was talking about but was not going to miss out on the free complement. After all, he didn't get them very often.

"Wait a minute," Rory thought over his suggestion "Jo, you're not really going to take your parents back in time are you? They haven't invented time machines yet." Rory pointed out.

"Rory, did you just call me Jo?" Jenny asked.

"Yeah, it's your initials, and it's shorter than Jenny!"

Jenny laughed and Rory was filled with such joy. He hadn't heard her laugh in such a long time and he thought he was forgetting what it sounded like.

"You're such a donut!" Jenny giggled.

"Hey! I thought you just called me a genius! What's with the donut thing? Oh perfect, now you've got me hungry!" Rory replied in a mock frustrated tone that made Jenny giggle again.

"Yeah but that was before you called me Jo and thought I was actually going to take my parents back in time! No, I'm gonna get them to talk about the past, you know, like when they started dating and stuff. Maybe then they'll realize how much they love each other and stop fighting."

"Ohhhhh, I get it! Very clever Miss Oken!" Rory sounded impressed.

"Why thank you RLR!" Jenny replied.

"What was that?" Rory laughed.

"Your initials, I thought I'd try it out."

"Yeah…not as catchy as Jo is it?" Rory asked rhetorically. They both started laughing again. Rory always knew exactly how to make Jenny feel better, that was one of the things she loved about him. Unfortunately, their moment of laughter was interrupted by Rory's older sister demanding the phone.

"Stop flirting with your girlfriend squirt and give me the phone! I need to talk to Chaz about my date last night!" she squealed happily as she thought about the previous night.

"Ok ewe! Jenny is not my girlfriend!" Rory exclaimed in shock. For some reason Jenny felt a twinge of hurt and sadness. She listened to Rory and his sister bickering on the other end of the phone whilst wondering why she had felt that way from his words.

I don't even like him like that! He's my best friend; we've known each other since we were born and I've never thought about him that way! So…why am I bothered? She ran over the question in her mind then found the answer. I'm not; it's just that he said 'ewe' like Beth was suggesting he was going out with a hobo or something. That's the only reason.

After listening to Rory and his sister, Beth's, petty argument for another few minutes, she decided she'd had enough. As funny as it was, it wasn't going to help solve her problem.

"Right, I'm hanging up now Rory! Bye!" she said loudly but doubted whether he'd heard her.

She flipped her cell down and instantly, the sound of the other, more serious, argument came flooding back to her ears.

This certainly wasn't going to be easy.

For a moment, Jenny thought about giving up all hope of her plan ever working, but she pushed it to the back of her mind. She wasn't one to be beaten or to give up, that was something she got from her mother.

A fresh burst of determination washed over her body and, before the doubt had a chance to come back, she picked herself up off the floor and charged down the two flights of stairs.

On arriving in the living room she drastically slowed down, trying to think of a way to get them to stop arguing for long enough to get them to talk to her. When she was satisfied with her plan, she placed her hand on the door knob only to stop dead at the sound of her father's panicking voice.

"Lilly please! Calm down! No, Lil, don't…d-don't throw tha…" There was a loud crash from the other side of the door. Jenny was filled with dread. She was scared that whatever her mom had thrown might have hit her dad. She was reassured when she heard his voice.

"Like mother like daughter hey? And to think, I felt sorry for you and your mom during the divorce!" The reassurance vanished just as quickly as it had appeared. "I got that wrong didn't I huh? It should have been your dad I felt sorry for; for putting up with this for all those years!" Jenny knew her father had overstepped the mark. She wanted so badly to go in and stop things from getting worse, she knew this couldn't end well. But she couldn't move, her whole body was frozen still. She never knew her father could be so cruel.

"You have no idea what happened between them. You don't know anything about that man!" Lilly was no longer shouting and Jenny found it difficult to hear her.

"I know I admire him for getting out when he had the chance!" Jenny's father must have realized what he had just said because his whole tone of voice changed and he quickly tried to undo his mistake, "Lilly, I'm sorry. I didn't mean…"

"Don't lie, Oliver, you meant every word of it. If you admire him so much then why don't you follow in his footsteps? Get out. Oh but before you go, why don't you hit me a couple of times, that way you can be even more like him." Her voice was dripping with pain as she revealed the true reason her parents divorced.

"Oh my god, Lilly I…" Oliver tried. Jenny heard him start to cross the room.

"Don't touch me!" Lilly demanded.

"Lil…" Oliver tried but his wife cut him off.

"Just leave Oliver!"

Jenny felt her heart brake. This was exactly what she was trying to prevent from happening, yet all she could do was stand on the other side of the door and listen to her parents marriage fall apart. Her eyes began to sting with tears.

She heard her father's feet coming closer to the door. She took a step back as the door knob twisted and the door slowly opened.

Jenny looked up at her father, he looked pale, as if he was about to collapse. His hands were shaking and his breath was shallow, he was trying his hardest not to burst into tears. In that split second she was looking at her father, she knew she had to do something. She searched her mind desperately. What could she do?

"Tell me how you to got together!" She blurted out.

A/N: I know it's a bit random at the moment but I do have plans for this story. It has been in my head for ages. About half way through my first story I came up with the idea of this and it wouldn't go away. I had to put it to the side until I finished my other story otherwise I knew I never would. I'm not gonna tell you who Rory is for a while, I'm gonna keep you guessing! (You probably know already) So…That's it I guess. I hope you like it :)