Title: Thrilling
Author: Bent137
Rating: R
Improv: decadent, roué, turbulent, yonder
Disclaimer: The characters and places mentioned in the following work of fiction do not belong to me. They belong to the WB, and ASP. The situation is of my own mind.
Author's Notes: This fic is a Lane vignette, from her POV. It's mostly a Team Player fic, but it also has some Literati undertones.
Spoilers: May reference characters and situations not found in Season One.
I guess it was Jess who had opened her eyes. After all, my best friend may have been book smart, but she was pretty oblivious. She was happy to drift off to a land yonder in her mind. A place where she and Dean were perfectly happy and in love, and no other male existed in such a capacity. She didn't see her relationship falling apart before her very eyes. I did, and so did Jess. We both watched, and waited, biding our time for their perfect bubble to pop and both come tumbling out.
I suppose if Rory had been more observant she would have noticed it long ago. When Tristan was still around. Dean was so protective of her, but she thought of Tristan as a roué so in her mind, Dean was right. If only she'd opened her eyes. Oh well, we've already established the fact that she was blissfully oblivious to anything that didn't fit into her cookie cutter mold of what is right.
Then Jess came, one look at him and I knew he'd been exactly what I'd been waiting for. The one person who could rip that relationship to pieces, without even lifting a finger. He was intelligent, he read, he was insightful, and he was a lot more alert than Rory was.
I watched from the sidelines as he caught her attention, and as my best friend became torn. She never really discussed it with me, and I'm not sure why. Although I suspect she did discuss it with Paris Gellar. Unbeknownst to Dean and Rory I watched Jess tear them apart. Dean's possessive side came out, and Rory didn't like it.
I thought it was flattering, and frankly, it turned me on a little. To be protected from the bad in this world by such a man would be wonderful. Just look at him, he was tall, dark, and handsome. Intimidating too, Mama would hate him. I loved him.
However I had to bide my time, and not act too quickly. I spoke to him casually a few times. Trying to be cool, calm, collected. At the same time my heart was racing from staring into his decadent brown eyes. I could get lost in them, and no one would find me. I was slowly planting the seeds.
After Sookie's wedding, the seeds began to sprout. Jess was winning Rory, and Dean was becoming disgruntled. We talked more and more. Still, I had to wait. I couldn't yet harvest my crop until I was no longer Rory's faithful sidekick, but Lane Kim, the wonderful Korean cheerleader with a brilliant smile.
It took time, lots of it, months even. Then I realized it was time. He was ready, so I made my move. Our courtship is so turbulent. What with trying to avoid my mother, and keep it from Rory. Every day was fresh and new. Dean was my knight in shining armor, and I was his damsel, not in distress. We were happy, and we were in love. I only had one person to thank.
There he is, coming out of Luke's now, on his way to school. I'm standing at the door, waiting for Dean. Shockingly Luke didn't kill him. Yeah, I was amazed too. When the door shut behind him I said, "Thanks."
Jess turned around and looked at me, "For what?"
I looked him in the eyes, "I think you know."
He looked down at me, then glanced slyly at Dean inside paying for coffee, "Oh? Well, I guess you're welcome."
We nodded at each other and he took off. Just then Dean came out the door and handed me a coffee, "What was that all about?"
I smiled, "Nothing, he was just asking about some homework, and I was asking about Rory." He nodded and we made our way towards school together, drinking our coffee and talking.