Café Visitors

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Rory woke up, slightly startled and then very pleased. She was in her old room, with all her things untouched. Yale and Harvard objects were pinned on the walls. Her bookcase, her drawers, and under her bed were filled with books. It felt like—home.

She smiled lazily and stretched. She had no idea what she wanted to do for the day. Last night, she and her mother had talked into the wee hours of the morning about what had happened during their "blue period" as they referred to it. Being around her mother had brought her peace, but also unrest. Rory knew that her relationship with Lorelai would be forever marred, but the least they could do was glue it back together best they could. It wasn't the same, but who said it would never change? No one, thought Rory sadly.

Her thoughts drifted to more contented matters—Jess. She smiled at the thought of him. He really had changed hadn't he? She was supremely proud him, that's for sure. She was ecstatic when her mother told her she would give him half a chance.

"What am I thinking? Jess? I'm thinking of him like, like we have something. But we don't. Just friends again. Right? Rig..." Rory froze remembering her mother had taken the day off and might be just outside the door. "Right," she whispered.


"I can't believe you don't like my new dress," Lorelai whined.

"Mom, I told you when you first laid eyes on it, it looked like something Courtney Love would wear."

"Yea, too cool."

"No, because it looks like scraps of leather put together at just the right spots, so that you either won't get kicked out of someplace, or you don't get ticketed for being a prostitute," Rory scolded.

"I got it for Luke," her mother said slyly.

Rory glanced over disgusted, "Oh Jeez!"

"Ooo, don't we sound like someone we know," Lorelai teased.

"Luke?"

"No, hmm, was it Tess, no, Bess, or maybe it Hair Mess…"

"I do not sound like Jess," Rory interrupted.

"Who?"

And Rory just rolled her eyes.


The first day of being back home had flown by with shopping, a bookstore/lunch break, and more shopping. Rory felt as free as a bird. They were now heading back to Luke's for dinner, and for Lorelai to show off her new "C. Love Dress" to Luke before heading back to the crap shack for a tri-movie night. They were going to watch East of Eden, Rebel Without a Cause, and as much of Giant as they could. The films were chosen by Lorelai who said they had an ironic shimmer to them and were calling out be watched. All three movies starred James Dean and Lorelai loved that. Anything to make Rory squirm.

"So kid, you ready to go eat and then go home to watch some original moody bad boy goodness?" asked Lorelai smiling.

"Sure," Rory sighed. Her mother was never going to let up on this back in touch with Jess thing. In touch with Jess. Touch with Jess. Touching Jess… "Oh my God!"

"What?" asked Lorelai surprised at her daughter's outburst.

Rory turned fifteen different shades of red and looked sheepishly at the ground, "Nothing," she murmured.

The elder Gilmore poked at her, "Your face is saying the opposite. Was it something dirty?"

Rory was about to rejoinder with something about the C. Love dress, but was interrupted by a familiar voice calling her, "Hey Ace."

"Logan!" Rory said dumbfounded to have him there, here, in Stars Hollow. "Why aren't you away with Finn and the others?"

"I decided to spend some time with you and the people that matter to you," he answered. "And also because the Life and Death Brigade canceled its next stunt due to weather complications," Logan added guiltily.

"Oh," Rory said simply and just gazed at him.

Lorelai cleared her throat, "Hey Logan, how ya doing? Rory and I were just about to go and eat. You hungry?"

"Sure Lorelai," he said relaxing. "So things are good between you two?"

Lorelai seemed mildly bothered by his tone, sort of implicating that their problems could not be solved, just smiled and said, "Yes, all good."

Logan put his arm around Rory's waist, and began to walk as if he knew exactly where to go. He went the wrong way. Rory nudged him towards the right direction and they walked silently to Luke's. As they entered they could hear over the bells jingling, Luke yelling, sounding half mad, half normal Luke.

"What are you doing here?" Luke asked the visitor.

"Hello to you too, Uncle Luke. Thought I'd take a vacation from work for a week. Been around trying to get my book into stores. I wrote a book, did you know that?"

"Yea, Rory told…" Luke drifted off at the site of Lorelai, Logan, and Rory standing at the doorway. Lorelai was staring at Luke with wide eyes, Logan's face was turning a bit red, and Rory, Rory just smiled at Jess. Jess smirked back.

"Hey," he said to her. She just gave a weak wave back glancing nervously to her mother and her boyfriend. They now had turned all their attention back to the man with the green duffel bag from his youth standing next to his nearly nervous wreck of an uncle, smiling at the whole situation. "Bad timing?"

"No, no," Lorelai said a bit to quickly. She bit her lip. "Hey Jess."

"Lorelai," he acknowledged. "Logan."

"Jess. Luke."

"Logan. Rory. Lorelai."

"Luke. Logan. Daughter."

"Mom!" Rory giggled.

"What it was too good of an opportunity to pass up. I could take a slice out of all this tension," Lorelai answered pleased she broke the spell. The peace did not last for long though because more jingling of the bells alerted of another presence.

"Rory! What could have possibly compelled you to just take up and leave without notice! Lorelai! Did you have anything to do with this?" Everyone looked towards the door into the wrath of Emily Gilmore.


Well, everyone decided they wanted in on this chapter, so who am I to deny the characters access. They are all so greedy for screen time. Ha. Anyways hope ya'll enjoyed all the confrontations. Ooo and also check out a oneshot I wrote called "Gone For the Last Time". It's very sad. Ok, as always—ReViEw—thank you all.