Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore
Girls…blah…blah…blah…it belongs to Amy Sherman Palladino…but I wish Chad Michael
Murray was mine sigh
Summary: Future trory fic. Rory and Tristan's
marriage resulted in twins, Juliette and Andrew, can these two bridge the gap
between their parents and maybe get them to remarry with a little help from
their grandparents. Not anything like the parent trap (I'm sick of that movie!)
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The Trouble With Kids
Chapter 1: A prologue of sorts…
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Juliette Lorelai DuGrey rubbed
her eyes and sighed. Drawing back the curtains of her canopy bed, she surveyed
her room from under her silk sheets. The walls were painted the lightest shade
of blue and the white plush carpet was hardly visible under the mounds of
clothes scattered everywhere. Slipping on a robe she walked out of the room.
Down the hall, Andrew Romeo
DuGrey, Drew for short, turned his radio on full blast and began to lazily run
his fingers through his dark brown hair. He heard footsteps and the door
whipped open revealing his very disgruntled sister. Her blonde hair was
sticking out in about 20 directions and her blue silk pajamas were wrinkled.
"My dear twin sister, what has you in such a bad mood this fine
morning?" Asked Drew a smirk residing on his lips.
"I don't know Drew, maybe its BECAUSE I DIDN'T HAVE MY CUP OF COFFEE YET
AND YOUR STUPID RADIO IS PLAYING THAT STUPID SONG THAT I TOTALLY HATE AND I
HAVE A STUPID FRENCH TEST TODAY AND I WAS UP HALF THE STUPID NIGHT STUDYING FOR
IT!!!" Juliette yelled.
"Pissy, pissy Jules." remarked Drew.
"That would be enough Romeo; I
wonder how you are such a ladies man with that
kind of language. And Juliette, you like quite… attractive. Here is your coffee; the Gilmore syndrome has affected
my poor little princess." said Tristan DuGrey walking casually into the room
ready for another day at the firm.
"Thank you Daddy!" shrieked
Juliette as she wrapped her arms around her dad.
"Ouch! Hot coffee does not look
good on an Armani Suit. And no more fighting or else your allowances are cut
for a week! Hurry up, you guys have to get to school to you know!" Tristan
replied leaving.
"Well you know what that means
Jules, Taa taa! See you downstairs!" Drew remarked as Juliette stalked out the
door possessively holding her coffee.
[half an hour later]
"JULIETTE!!! C'mon! We're going to be late! I don't care if one
strand of your hair is still sticking up! I promised Chris and Sean I'd meet
them before school to talk about some stuff! Argh! I don't care I'm telling Phillipe to leave without you!"
yelled Drew from downstairs pacing in his navy blue blazer, gray pants, blue
silk tie and crisp white shirt. The DuPont school emblem was embroidered onto
his blazer. Drew subconsciously raked his fingers through his brown hair and
his dark blue eyes lightened up as Juliette made her way downstairs.
"You've finally decided
to grace us with your presence milady." Drew joked as he grabbed his sister's
hand and dragged her down the rest of the stairs. Juliette was adorned in a very short dark blue pleated plaid
skirt. Her fitted white shirt was left out and she simply topped it with blue
v- neck sweater. To complete her outfit she had knee length platform black
leather boots. Juliette's blonde hair was parted down the center and hung
limply down her back.
"Looking gorgeous as usual
Jules." Drew said good-naturedly.
"If only Nick Kelley thought
that…he is so cute!!!" Juliette
complained to her brother.
"Don't worry Jules, if he's
really worth it, he'll notice you." Drew responded.
"Who are you and what did you do
to Drew?" asked Juliette jokingly. And the twins made their way to the garage
where their driver Phillipe was patiently waiting. Once they stepped in the
car, Drew resumed the conversation.
"Jules,
isn't that the skirt dad told you not
to wear?" he said in a warning tone.
"Yeah? Your point? If you say anything to dad, I'll tell him that
you stole his credit card last week!" Juliette countered.
"Whatever
Jules. Speaking of Dad, did you see him after this morning in my room?"
asked Drew.
"Yeah, he was in his room…I saw
him down a drink…oh no…Drew…he was going to drive to work…but…DREW! Oh my god!"
Juliette exclaimed, worried about her dad.
"C'mon Jules, you know that Dad
would never drive drunk, and one drink isn't going to make him drunk, why was
he drinking anyway? He only drinks when he's upset or nervous, and that is very
rare, unless it has something to do with…Mom."
Drew said trying to comfort his sister.
"What if something happened to
Mom, Drew? We have to call her! I have my cell right here and you have yours,
I'm just going to call her Drew." Juliette nervously said.
"Jules, nothing's wrong with
Mom, Dad would've told us." Drew replied.
"Drew, there is no way your
stopping me! I'm calling her! I'm really worried…if you don't let me call I
will never forgive you Andrew Romeo DuGrey." Juliette said hysterically.
"Jules, calm down. Wipe your
face your mascara's running. You can call, but I'm telling you nothing's
wrong…your getting upset over nothing." Drew said handing his sister a tissue,
as Jules took her cell phone out of her messenger bag and dialed her mom's cell
phone number.
Lorelai Leigh Gilmore was
wrapping up an interview in London. After Chilton she
had gone on to Columbia majoring in
journalism and foreign affairs, and now she was the chief correspondent for ABC
in Western Europe. She picked up her cell phone when Fur Elise
began to play on it.
"Hello? Lorelai
Leigh Gilmore speaking."
"Mom?
It's Juliette."
"Hey Jules!
How's it going? Shouldn't you be in school? Where is that delinquent brother of
yours? And do tell why you're calling?"
"I'm fine. We're on our way to
school. Drew's right here and I was just calling to see how things were and
when you're coming back."
"Well Dahling" Rory said putting
on a fake Southern drawl. "I shall return tonight and you guys are spending the
week at my penthouse! We're having dinner with your Grams tonight so be
prepared for kookiness and lots of coffee! You think you can handle it?"
"Of course!
Just this morning Daddy was saying how I had acquired Gilmore syndrome when I
kind of threw a temper tantrum in Drew's room."
"Oh really? Well honey I got to go
now, see you tonight!"
"Bye Mom!!! See you!" Jules threw
the phone back in her bag, and prepared for Drew's smirk and the comment that
was awaiting her.
"Now, Jules,
who was right?" Drew asked the famous DuGrey smirk evident.
"You were Romeo, you were…" Juliette said reminding Drew of his resented
middle name.
"Drew do you ever wish mom and
dad would get back together again?" Juliette asked her brother.
"Jules, I'd love to get them
back together. Both of them have been so lonely since the divorce. Jules what
can we do?" Drew sighed.
"A lot Drew, a lot. Now we're
making a pact right here right now, we're getting out parents back together."
Juliette said confidently.
"Jules, it's been seven years do
you think they still love each
other?" asked Drew.
"Why haven't they been with
other people Drew? I know they still love each other. They need a push in the
right direction. Now are you helping me or what?" Juliette asked.
Drew smiled at his sister and
said, "I'm in." and with that they proceeded to school.
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[Later that day at London's Heathrow
Airport]
Rory nervously ran her fingers
through her long brown hair. They had just told her that her flight had been
cancelled and the next flight wouldn't be arriving in New York City at midnight. She took out her cell phone and dialed her
mother's number.
"Hayden Residence, Lorelai
Gilmore Hayden Speaking!!!" a chipper voice answered.
"Hey mom!"
"Ror!
Where has that evil Peter Jennings sent you off to now? Zimbabwe? New Delhi? Djibouti? Fez? Cairo?"
"No mom, I'm in London. I have never spoken
to Peter Jennings, and for the gazillionth time I cover Europe mom! Has dad been depriving you of coffee?
And why aren't you working?"
"Yeah, Chrissy is being a big
meanie… I'm going down to Starbucks right now! You hear that Christopher!
You're a big meanie! So hun, what's eatin' ya?"
"Well, you know how I was coming
in today right? Well it turns out my
flight has been cancelled and I can't get into the city till midnight. You think you can call my ex-husband and
tell him that Jules and Drew can come straight over to my place in the morning
instead of meeting me at your place?"
"And tell me why you can't call my lovely grandchildren
right now?"
"They're in school right now."
"Ah, and you can't call your ex because…"
"Well, I don't know his number and my cell has a low battery…c'mon
can you call him, Mom, please?"
"Since you are my only offspring and
I can imagine the puppy dog look on your face right now…yeah Ror, I'll call
Tristan."
"Thank you so much Mom! Well I got to go now, see you sometime soon!"
Lorelai Gilmore sat lounging at
her table at Starbucks, when she heard turned off her cell phone. She sighed
thinking of Rory's situation. She remembered when Tristan had come back from
military school and Rory had realized she had fallen for him hard. She could
remember their wedding right after graduation.
She could remember 10 months after that when her daughter gave birth, and how she had left Stars Hollow to take care of the new additions. How she had set up a new hotel and started dating Christopher again. She thought back to how perfect it had been until Rory's fateful 24th birthday when Tristan had blown off dinner, and how he had confessed a week afterwards to getting drunk and sleeping with a client. She remembered how hurt her baby had been and then she remembered the hurt look in Tristan's blue eyes when Rory confessed she had slept with Dean when he was in town. Lorelai could remember the divorce hearings, and how they had agreed to joint custody of Drew and Jules.
Even though all of
this had happened she knew that Rory and Tristan still harbored feelings for
each other and that was the reason Rory hadn't set a foot inside the DuGrey
brownstone since she moved out into her penthouse suite. And Lorelai was
determined to change that. She dialed her ex son-in-laws cell phone number.
"Tristan DuGrey speaking."
"Bible Boy cut the crap."
Lorelai heard chuckling on the
other end, "Hello to you too Lorelai."
"I've been assigned by Rory to
deliver a message."
"Oh really?" Lorelai could just
imagine the cocked eyebrow.
"Don't oh really me mister! Her plane's coming in late tonight, really late. So, she is….coming by tomorrow morning to pick up my
lovely grandchildren."
"She's coming by?" asked Tristan incredulously.
"You heard me Triscuit. Well I
have to go now my lovely son-in-law. Ciao babe!"
"You mean ex son-in-law."
Tristan whispered into the phone even though Lorelai had already hung up.
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taa daa! Reformatted and edited for your reading pleasure!
3 hailey