AN: I decided to write this as I have been rewatching the series on Netflix. I think Logan is still my favorite (and when I've seen more Logan I will be updating The Tougher Life Choices) but I decided to write something Rory-Dean with an alternate timeline and no Jess. Hope you enjoy.

What Are Your Intentions?

Chapter One

"So," Dean smiled as he kissed his girlfriend's head. They were about to finish up their junior years at their high schools and Dean was glad that for once Rory wasn't freaking out about Harvard. He wrapped his arms around her as they sat on the couch watching some movie from the sixties that Dean hadn't seen before. "You know," he told her as Rory put another piece of popcorn in her mouth, "I think because of you, my knowledge of movies has greatly improved. I'm glad that you have me …"

"Ssh," Rory said as she put a finger to her lips, "Just wait. You only get the true meaning of Dr. Strangelove if you watch this part uninterrupted," she said and Dean weakly smiled as he drew her inwards. He saw the way that she looked at him lovingly and felt very special about it. They had had some rocky periods in their relationship but he was glad that they had pulled through them.

"Okay," he said and Rory gave him a playful glare, "Hey, I said okay," he told her and she put a finger on her lips to tell him to be quiet. As they sat there, the phone rang and Lorelai came hurtling down the stairs.

"That's for me, that's for me," she told them as she went to pick it up. Her graduation was coming up soon and there were some paperwork items that she needed to get in order. She was hoping that everything could get sorted that week and then she would report to Mia her success. As she picked it up, Rory paused the movie.

"Hello, Lorelai Gilmore speaking," she said before pausing and looked back at them.

"What?" Rory asked, confused by the look that was on her face. Her mother was confused and there were sometimes bad things associated with that look of confusion. "What is it? Don't tell me it's Kirk agai-"

"It's for Dean," Lorelai told them and Dean looked between the two of them. He was thinking that if it really was for him then he would have heard it on his cell. Rory sat up so that Dean could answer the phone. Lorelai watched him. It was strange that he would receive a call here. She knew that sometimes Lane had given out the number but she hadn't expected for Dean to. It wasn't as if her landline was some kind of phone sex line.

"Oh, yeah…yeah, I understand," Dean said as Lorelai and Rory exchanged looks of confusion. "Yeah, as soon as possible," he said and Lorelai sat down on the sofa.

"What was that?" Rory asked as she looked up at him and Dean finished the call. "I mean, was that important because it sounded important."

"My mom wants me home right away," Dean attempted to explain though he still looked very confused. "She sounded happy and -"

"You should go, we'll finish this another time," Rory said and Dean nodded, kissing her cheek.

"Tomorrow, unless you've got the paper to work on or something else for school. Hopefully this won't be a big thing. Maybe she's getting the kitchen remodeled, we haven't had either time or money for that but Mom's wanted it done so that she can cook more," he saw the look of bafflement on the two Gilmores faces.

"Call me tonight if something is wrong," Rory said as she looked at him with a very serious expression on her face. "Seriously, Dean."

"Honey, I think that you two will be talking to one another on one of those long phone conversations anyway. I mean, you don't want to break tradition," Lorelai commented but then turned to the nervous seventeen-year-old. "Dean, if there's anything that we can help with…"

"I'll let you guys know," he said before saying goodbye to them and leaving.

Rory noted the time on the movie so that she could finish it with him later. She turned to her mother, "He didn't seem okay," she said and Lorelai sighed.

"We've just got to hope for the best and hope his family is okay. That's all we can do, kiddo," she said and Rory nodded. She got up from the sofa. "Don't you want to finish the movie? I mean, you can always go back to that spot with Dean."

"I think studying will take my mind off of whatever might be going on," Rory told her before leaving to go to her bedroom with her books.

Later that night, Rory came out of the house to see Dean pacing back and forth in the front yard. She didn't know why he was acting so weird but something made her feel a little uncomfortable. "Dean!" she called out as she grabbed his attention and Dean turned to her. He smiled looking as if he had just stepped out of a crazy, dreamlike situation.

"Rory," he coughed and then looked down. He felt rather uncomfortable as if he had been told to keep a secret and Rory watched him wanting to know what was wrong with him. "Sorry, it's just…wow,"

"Wow?" Rory asked, "That sounds good."

"Yeah, it is good but it's just…wow," he told her and Rory looked at him, coming closer to him.

"What's going on? Is your mother having another child?" she asked and Dean shook his head and then looked at her.

"My parents won the lottery," he told her and Rory took a step back. "I mean, we haven't dealt with the money yet and we're supposed to keep it confidential but they're talking about going back to Chicago. I mean, this is…"

"You're going back to Chicago?" she asked him and Dean nodded. "Oh, I mean…" Rory tried to smile, "That's amazing. Clara must be thrilled. When do you leave for Chicago?"

"Once school has finished," Dean said before looking at her. "Rory, you're the single most amazing person that I've ever met. I'll leave the decision to you," he said sadly and Rory looked at him with wide eyes.

"What decision?" she asked and Dean turned to her.

"You know, whether we break up or not," he said and Rory's eyes widened. She shook her head. Dean was the first boy that she had ever loved, he was the only boy that he ever loved or had shown an interest in. She looked down before coming closer to him and kissed him, he held her to him as she touched his cheeks. "I'll take that as a no to breaking up."

"Definitely. That's a no to even the question of breaking up," she told him and he smiled before kissing her again. "Tomorrow, my mom is working at the inn and there's no paper or school work that I have to do so tomorrow, come over tomorrow. I want to touch you before you go."

"It's not as if I'm going away tomorrow," Dean laughed and Rory smiled.

"I know," she said, "but I want to touch you before you go. I want to experience everything before you go," she told him and Dean nodded with a soft smile. He knew what she was talking about and he just wanted to do whatever she was comfortable with. He wanted to always make her feel safe.