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DISCLAIMER
GG belongs to the WB, which will soon be the CW. Takes place directly after "Paris Is Burning". I only own characters you don't recognize. I got the "Hello, dolly" line from the Roswell episode "Independence Day". I know I'm rushing things, and I apologize. And I'm done with school!
Nancy had just stepped out of the bus and turned on her cellphone when it began ringing. She looked at the number and her brows furrowed.
"Hmm," she said. Curious, she pressed the 'talk' button.
"Hello?" she asked.
"Mrs. Forester, this is Lorelai Gilmore," a strange voice said.
"Um, hello," Nancy responded in confusion.
"My daughter's dating your son," Lorelai explained.
"Oh!" Nancy said. Now she knew who this woman was. She and her husband had never met Dean's girlfriend, but with Andrew's attitude, it was no surprise. "Hi, Mrs. Gilmore. What can I do for you?" the woman asked.
"Dean's brought up charges against your husband and he wanted me to call you. I think the cops went to arrest him now," Lorelai stated.
"Are you at the police station now?" Nancy queried.
"Yes," Lorelai confirmed.
"Stay put. I'll meet you there," Nancy declared.
"You got it," Lorelai agreed. They hung up. How appropriate. I'll be able to serve the divorce papers after they pick him up, the woman thought to herself with a small scoff. Meanwhile, Officers Moore and Stevens had just reached Dean's house.
"Be careful, Trace. Kid said his father was drunk," Brent cautioned.
"Gotcha," Tracey agreed, knocking on the door.
"Yeah, what?" a belligerant voice questioned.
"Andrew Forester?" Officer Stevens asked.
"What?" came the annoyed question as the door banged open. Then, seeing Officer Stevens, "Well, hello, dolly." He staggered out the door.
"And he's still drunk," the female officer noted.
"What can I do for ya?" Andrew asked, trying to stay upright.
"Sir, are you aware that there are some very serious charges being brought up against you?" her partner questioned.
"What charges?" Andrew wondered derisively.
"Abuse," Officer Moore answered.
"What? That little brat is tellin' stories again?" Andrew questioned.
"Sir, he has evidence on his face and his chest," Officer Stevens told him.
"Hands behind your back," Officer Moore continued. He went to grab a wrist, but was shoved back.
"Okay, that's it. You're under arrest," Officer Stevens declared. With that, the man was handcuffed.
"You have the right to remain silent..." As Officer Stevens read the man his rights, she and her partner led him to a squad car. At the police station, Nancy burst into the room.
"Dean? Clara?" she asked frantically.
"We're right here, Mom," Dean assured.
"Oh, babies. Oh, I'm sorry," Nancy said sympathetically, taking her children into a hug. Dean winced slightly. "Oh, honey. What'd he do?" the woman asked, catching the action.
"I'm all right. I'm just sorry I didn't do this sooner," Dean answered. Just then, they all heard yelling. Dean and Clara tensed and Nancy gathered them into a hug. Dean watched fearfully as his father was brought in.
"DEAN! YOU LITTLE BRAT!" the man roared. The boy gasped and shrank into his mother as the man tried to lunge forward. However, the officers were successful in keeping him back.
"It's okay. He'll never hurt us again," Nancy assured.
"Are you sure?" Dean asked.
"Yes. And to make it official: divorce papers, requesting sole custody of Dean and Clara," Nancy answered. She handed the papers over.
"You really think a judge will agree to that, Nancy? They're my kids too. YOU HEAR ME? THEY'RE MY KIDS TOO!" the man shouted.
"Keep movin', hotshot," Officer Stevens said, guiding him away.
"Sorry about that. He's still a little drunk," Officer Moore apologized.
"It's over. It's finally over," Dean sighed in relief.
