Me and Emily

Chapter One

Returning Home

Rating:M

Authors Note: To anyone who is reading my ER story "Come What May," I will be continuing my hard drive on my laptop crashed so I lost my next three chapters. Just give me a couple of days to retype them and then I'll post.

Disclaimer: Gilmore Girls and all it's characters do not belong to me they belong to Amy and the WB.So don't sue. If you do sue you won't get anything, because I'm only a Sophomore in High School and all you would get is my laptop and my cell phone so…The only character I own at this point is Emily. Please read and review. I live for my reviews. SO please Enjoy.

This song is not mine either it called 'Me and Emily' and it by Rachel Proctor

(Rory's POV)

Floor board is filled with baby toys

And empty coke bottles and coffee cups

I continued to drive in my old blue Sedan down the interstate still not quite sure where I was. I hadn't been back in so long. It was more then five years ago before my fight with mom about marrying Jake. We had kept in touch through letters for the first couple of months after the wedding but then the letters stopped suddenly. Jake really didn't like my mom so I had asked her not to call but we could write each other, she was upset as I suspected she would be at first. But she got over it and we agreed we weren't going to loose touch. I had been driving for what felt like forever the floorboard of the passengers seat was filled with empty coke bottles and tons of coffee cups along with a couple fast food bags, baby toys were littered over the front and back seats.

Driving through the rain with no radio

Trying not to wake her up

I was trying not to fall asleep because the radio wasn't on, I didn't want to wake her up. It had just started to rain and I turned the windshield wipers on.

Cell phone say low battery

God what if I break down

I'm just looking for an exit

With a lot of lights

A small little interstate town

My cell phone beep saying I have a low battery and I sigh, hoping to god that I won't break down. I'm looking for that familiar exit with a lot of lights. My small old town.

Just a cheap hotel

With a single bed

And cable TV

Is good enough for me and Emily.

I finally see that familiar exit full of lights as I pull off the interstate and onto the all too familiar highway. I don't know if mom still lives in our old house and it's late. So I'll just go to the inn and rent a room with a single bed and cable TV. That will be good enough for me and Emily.

Someday when she's old enough

She's going to start asking question's about him.

I know someday when she is old enough she is going to start asking questions about her daddy. I just don't know what I'm going to tell her.

Some little kid brings his dad for show-and-tell

And it gets her little mind a wanderin'

Where's my daddy?

Do I have one?

Does he not love me like you do?

A kid in her class will bring his dad for show and tell and she'll start wondering. Where is my daddy? Do I have one? Does he not love me like you do? I'm not prepared for her to ask those questions.

Oh maybe I'll find someone to love the both of us

And I'll tell her when she's old enough to know the truth

Will it break her heart?

Will she understand?

That I had to leave.

That was what was best for me and Emily

Just maybe I'll find someone who can love both of us. And then I won't have to tell her till I think she's old enough. When I tell her will it break her heart? Will she understand? I tell her that I had to leave because that was what was best for me and my Emily.

The house was never clean enough

His dinner never warm enough

Flashback

I remember the day we left. I was exhausted and I was sitting on the couch and dinner was keeping in the oven. This was the first time I had sat down all day. Emily had been really cranky. I had cleaned up her mess of toys then best I could when I finally got her down for a nap. I had collapsed right on the couch where I was still sitting. I heard the car door slam and I knew he was home. I got up off the couch and got the chicken out of the oven and poured two glasses of wine. I heard the front door open and him drop his briefcase next to the door and I came toward him.

The first thing that came out of his mouth was, "What the fuck is wrong with you this house is a mess don't you know how to do anything?"

"I'm sorry honey dinner's ready" I said we sat at the table in silence. I watched as he took a bite into the chicken.

"You really can't do anything you can't even keep the dinner warm," he yelled as he pulled me out of my chair by my hair and punched me in the stomach and the jaw before thronging me against the wall. That's where I woke up. Emily was crying. I wiped the dry blood off my lips and pulled myself off the floor and made my way achingly into Emily's room I picked up my daughter and cradled her against my chest. I didn't care that it was hurting me all I cared about was Emily. That was the night I packed up mine and Emily's things and made my way back to the place where I belonged, I made my way back home.

End Flashback

Nothing I ever did was good enough to make him happy

So I guess he gave me what he thought I disserved.

But it would kill me if he ever raised his hand to her.

I guess he gave me what he thought I disserve. And I loved him trough it all and I even still think a part of me still loves him right now. But it killed me when he raised his hand to her. I stopped him that's the first time I had ever had to go to the hospital for one of his beatings. I only had broken a few ribs, but it was a fare exchange because I would never let him hurt her.

Big rigs are throwing rain on my windshield

I fell like there are laughing at me

Finally the storm is letting up

And the morning is breaking free.

It's a brand new day

It's a second chance

Yesterday is just a memory

For me and Emily.

The storm is finally letting up and a new is breaking though and I know this is my second chance. It going to make sure it's better this time. But not only for me but for Emily.

Floor board is filled with baby toy

And empty coke bottles and coffee cups

At least there's one good thing that he gave me

And she is starting to wake up.

I turned around hearing my daughter start to stir in her carrier. I stared at my eight-month-old daughter just for a second before turning back to the road. A few seconds later I saw the sign.

WELCOME TO STARS HALLOW

"We're home Emily. We're finally home," I said as a lonely tear slipped down my cheek and a tiny coo was heard from the back seat