Summary: After he loses his job, Richard, Emily and a 15-year old Lorelai are moving to Stars Hollow.

Disclaimer: Guess what? I don't own anything!

Author's Note: I don't have much to say, except for "Enjoy reading, and please review!"

Thanks to Laura a.k.a beta for correcting the horrible faults I make in my grammar!

We're Moving!

Chapter 1

It was more than 24 hours ago that Lorelai had seen her father. The big door that already looked massive in her point of view did look at least twice as strong after those hours. She figured that it probably had something to do with business, 'cause what's new? She didn't think about it any longer and started to prepare herself for her date with Christopher, her boyfriend for at least a month or six. She was 15 years old, and according to her parents way to young for a boyfriend. They even sent a reverent who must stop her from 'giving away her most precious gift'. Now I should've mentioned that the direct reason for that was that Richard walked in on Lorelai en Chris getting pretty comfortable in her bedroom, but sending a reverent was a little over the top, according to Lorelai. And way too late. But a little bit of nodding and than pretending to go to the bathroom – also known as climbing out of your window – makes an end to the uncomfortable speech. Sometimes it all goes too easy.

That night (or actually more like morning) she stumbled into her room tired, drunk and with her t-shirt inside-out, after falling out of the tree twice which stood before her window. She knew that if her sweet lovingly mother had noticed that Lorelai was gone that night all hell would break lose, but there was a big chance she hadn't noticed – especially now because Emily was a little bit worried – which of course she outed by yelling – of her fathers weird behaviour. Lorelai was hoping the last, but she knew she would feel a little bit hurt if Emily indeed didn't notice her absence. That wouldn't be the first time though.

Another day passed without any sign of living from Richard, other than Emily and the frightened new maid running up and down to his study and back with food or any other things. He refused almost all the things. Meanwhile it was 11 o'clock at night and Lorelai was sitting in her room for the first time in a week around this time. The Haydens where at the Stiles' family, and Chris has to be there to entertain their annoying pain-in-the-ass son Jason a.k.a. Digger. In a non-dirty way of course. Not used to the early bedtime she was reading in her bed until she heard yelling coming from downstairs. Definitely Emily. A male-voice joined in – Richard. She hadn't seen her father for two days, so she decided to check what was going on. Hiding on the stairs where she had a good view of the living room and could hear everything (however, in this volume you could probably hear everything in Tokyo) she got a good view of her father. The first thing that attracted her attention was that he looked tired, unshaven and wild haired. Not like she knew her father. Now a little bit worried she let the words drown in.

"No! No, no, no, I'm NOT moving! We can't bold after the first hitch! What'll that do to our name? What'll everybody say? And what would I be without the DAR? I'll become useless!"

"Emily, please. Be a bit reasonable! Do you think I thought our lives would go like this? Do you think this is easy for me? NO! Floyd Stiles was except a business-partner a friend for me, and he takes me for a ride! He's backstabbing me! I'm ruined Emily, we're ruined!

Lorelai saw her dad taking a pause, but before she could let the words sink in or Emily could respond he carried on, with a bit quieter voice:

"People are laughing about us everywhere. I can't hear that, we're Gilmores for God's sake! We could just sell this house and from the money that brings up we can make a new start, at a new place..!"

"But what about Lorelai? She has her friends here, and if we're moving she has to grow up outside the civilized world!"

"The 'civilized world' where you talking about is happens to be the most disgusting world I know of, Emily. It just hurts that it took me 47 years to figure that out… I don't want my daughter to grow up between people like this! Look at her; she doesn't know what working is – all she does is partying. Who knows what she's doing with that Hayden-boy? I feel like I don't know my own daughter, and it isn't a nice feeling! This might be the best for all three of us."

"But–"

"I've been looking for a house, and I found a respectable little town. Very friendly, maybe a tad weird. But they're good people, and we're going to visit it tomorrow!"

"If you think it's the best…"

"I do think it's the best. I love you Emily, you know that. You have to trust me."

"Fine! I'll tell Lorelai tomorrow morning."

Apparently the conversation was over, but Lorelai was still sitting on the stairs, stunned. Moving? That meant going away from Christopher, away from the parties, away from school… Okay, maybe the last one wasn't so bad, but still. Look, she hates this life; the fake behaviour of people, the dresses, the expectations. But just as she had made it comfortable for herself and finally found a few positive points, everything falls apart. She was in an urgent need to make a pro/con-list.

Because she was still deep in her thoughts, tears in her eyes, she didn't hear her mother coming.

"Lorelai! What're you doing here! How much did you hear? God, don't you have any manners at all? Did you eavesdrop on us?"

Shit, damn, crap and more. Lorelai decided to apply her favourite method to handle Emily Gilmore: ignore her. Sail away to lalala-land. Beautiful, beautiful country.

"Lorelai, don't look away from me! Lorelai! God, I swear… Say something to me, or you're grounded!"

Ignoring was not an option anymore, this was too easy.

"And WHAT mom? So I can't move away with you guys, 'cause I have to be here?"

"What's wrong with you? You were always complaining about how you hated this 'culture'!"

"I do! I did! But now - I – Aaargh! I don't know mom! Can't I think about it? Let the words settle? I just heard my life is gonna change forever!"

And with that she stood up and ran to her room, grabbed a pen and paper and made two lists: a pro- and a con-list.

Pro's… What're the pro's for moving into a small town? First she wrote the things that came to mind earlier down: no private school, no crazy lacy dresses wherein you couldn't move, no fake people, not living by the procedures. After a little bit of hesitating she added 'parents more home'.

And than the cons. No Christopher – that was #1. But the things were a bit off between them anyway. He seemed distracted, and it looked like they only could go out with a group. Hmm, more cons. No parties. That's probably a little overdone, but there'll be a lot less partying. Maybe she would make (brrr, shiver) homework 'cause she would be so bored. Only the idea on itself brought a cold chill in Lorelais body. But her school is one of the best in the country, so she probably would be a little bit ahead, because despite that she doesn't make homework; she was one of the best in her class. Her secret: if you pay attention during class, you don't have to make homework for good grades. Except for projects and stuff, but that apart.

After a little more pros and cons – little and unimportant ones – Lorelai came to the conclusion that maybe moving wasn't that bad. She walked down, oblivious for the fact that it was 12:30 AM, and saw Emily blowing the candles out. She let out a little cough to announce her presence.

"Lorelai!" Emily let out startled.

"Does it mean I don't have to have a coming out party?"

When Lorelai watched closely she could have sworn she did see that, for maybe a second, there was a little smile on her face. "Yes. Do you really hate that so much?"

"How is this town named and when do we leave?" Lorelai said with a serious face, but with sparkling eyes.

"Stars Hollow. We're gonna visit it tomorrow and we're leaving as soon as possible."