A/N: Hey guys. The amount of reviews I get for this story is kinda buming me out. So if I could get lets say 5 reviews for this chapter I will post the next one. It's already finished and everything. Please review. It really does inspire me. Thanks. -Jacey

The Other Gilmore Girl

Parents often talk about the younger generation as if they didn't have anything to do with it. ~Haim Ginott

Richard and I get up early as we always do. He heads downstairs for his morning paper and I watch the maid make the bed. She moves slowly which is aggravating especially because she doing it all wrong anyway. I let her finish the job before scolding her about what she did wrong and re-making it myself. She leaves the house as I work to finish her morning chores and make the coffee. I move much faster than she did and do a much better job anyhow.

I knock on Rose's bedroom door. "Wake up, dear," I call through the thick wooden door.

"I'm up," she says. I have noticed that she has become more distant over the past couple of months. She doesn't talk at dinner anymore, her appearance has also changed but I just cannot put my finger on how. The biggest alarm to me is that her grades seem to be slipping.

"Good, get dressed. I'll get your sister."

"Are we going somewhere?" she asks.

"Yes. So hurry up."

Across the hall Lorelai sleeps. I know that there is no chance in hell that she is awake. She has been sleeping in later and later. It seems like that's all she wants to do is sleep. Honestly, it's a fight to get her up in the morning, then she comes home from school she goes right back to bed. A shame is what it is. I knock on the door. "Lorelai!" Nothing. "Lorelai," I call with another knock. "It's time to wake up." I might as well be speaking to a wall. I open the door. Her room is a pigsty.

"Lorelai, Wake up!" I go over to her bed, practically tripping over mounds of clothing.

"Five more minutes!" she mumbles.

"No! Now!" I say pulling off her covers, and walking over to the window pulling the curtains open. "Get up and eat breakfast, we're leaving in a little bit."

"Uhhh..." I hear her moan as she climbs out of bed and walks into her bathroom.

I exit her room, and head downstairs, waiting for breakfast to be served. Rosalie is down first. She is dressed in a nice pink sweater and a skirt. "Morning," she says dully.

"Good Morning Rose," both Richard and I reply.

Lorelai comes down in sweats and her hair in a sloppy bun. "Howdy."

"Morning," we all respond.

"I'm starved! What's for breakfast?" she asks surprisingly enthusiastically.

"Crepes and fruit cup," Richards says, not putting down his paper.

"Yum! So where are we going today?" Lorelai asks taking a sip of her coffee, I never allowed the kids to drink coffee, but that never stopped Lorelai.

"The Hayden's," I say. The maid comes out with our plates.

"Chris'? Why?" Lorelai asks.

"Just because. The Haydens are our friends, must there be an specific reason to visit?" I say not wanting to tell her the exact reason.

"So Rosie, how are things with you and Reese?" Lorelai asks all girly like.

"Good," Rose says quietly.

"Are you feeling okay?" I ask noticing she doesn't look well.

"Yeah, just bored."

"Oh, well alright. Finish up eating! We have to leave in about ten minutes."

Everyone finishes, and Lorelai takes a second plate with her in the car. I drive into the Hayden's driveway, all of us get out. We're greeted by the maid and directed to the living room. Chris, Francine, Straub are already seated. Lorelai sat down next to Chris.

"Hey babe," she says giving him a quick kiss hello.

"Hello." He smiles after returning the kiss.

Rose takes a seat next to me on the sofa.

"Would anyone care for a drink?" Straub asks.

"I'll have water," I say.

"Do you have any juice?" Lorelai asks. My eyes widen, she never was one for fruit.

"Yes we do. And for you Rose?"

"Nothing sir," she says quietly.

Straub hands us our drinks. We begin to sip at them, when the door bells rings. A few moments later Reverend Simon walks in.

"Hello Reverend," Francine says shaking his hand.

"Hello again," I say shaking his hand.

"Care for a drink?" Straub offers.

"No thank you. Good Morning Rosalie, Christopher, Lorelai. How are you today?" he greets the children.

"Good!" They all reply together unsure of why he is here.

"Oh Emily, I wanted to show you the floral rug that arrived from Paris yesterday," Francine says giving us an excuse to leave the room.

"Yes, and I have some business to attend to," Straub says before getting up to walk into his office. Francine and I take the long way around to the kitchen where we can hear everything that is being said.

"You know guys, your parents are very proud of you. Right?" The reverend starts.

"Yeah, I guess," Christopher replies.

"Lorelai, I hear you have a birthday coming up in about a month."

"Yeah, sixteen," Lorelai mutters.

"Must be wonderful being a young woman, just turning sixteen. The world is out there just waiting to be conquered," the old man continues.

"I guess," she says.

"And you and Christopher have been dating for a while now? How long has it been?"

"2 years," Christopher says proudly.

"Very good. And Rosalie, you have a boyfriend now too?"

"Yes sir," she says timidly.

"Ah, young love. It can be so exhilarating, so intense. All those feelings rushing around inside of you. I remember being young and having all those crazy feelings," the Reverend tells them.

"Do you now?" Lorelai asks. I can hear the frown in her voice.

"Oh, yes. You know, guys, being a young lady and a young gentleman comes with many gifts. Your virtue, for example, is a gift. A precious gift. Possibly the most precious gift you possess," the reverend explains. I wish I could see their faces. Their faces would tell us everything. "You want to give this gift very carefully. This is a gift you can give to only one man or one woman. Once you give it, it's gone. You can't re-gift it. If you give it away too soon, to the wrong man, then when the right one does come along, you have no gift to give. You'll have to buy him a sweater. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

"Oh my god," Lorelai yells.

"What?" Christopher asks confused.

"He's giving us the 'sex' talk!" She exaggerates.

"What?"

"Don't you get it? All this virtue talk. How you can't re wrap it. Something about a sweater," She explains to Christopher.

"Oh," he says understanding.

"I have to go to the bathroom," Lorelai says in an angry tone. We listen as she storms off and the room becomes quiet again.

"I am going to go make sure she is alright," Chris says before following behind Lorelai.

A few awkward silent seconds pass. "You know they aren't coming back, right?" Rose says so quietly we can barely hear her.

"I figured as much," the reverend responds.

Francine and I share glances confused as to whether or not make a reappearance in the living room. We decided to wait a while, just in case Lorelai and Christopher decide to return.


I walk by the bathroom, to see if I can hear what they are talking about.

"That's bogus! Why do they have to talk to us about sex?" I can hear Chris say.

"Oh my gosh! You don't think they know about us --" Lorelai begins to say.

"No they can't. How could they? Not unless Rose told," Chris says.

"No she isn't like that." I hear Lorelai respond. I quickly head back to kitchen.

"You'll never believe what I heard!" I say with a huge grin, but yet anger in my voice.

"What is that?" Francine says.

"I believe that Christopher and Lorelai's ship has already sailed."

"You don't mean..." Francine says, her eyes bugging out.

"I'm afraid so."

"Well what should we do?"

"Let's just hope the talk with the Reverend will scare them into stopping."


"Oh I hope your right Emily," she says nervously.

"I don't," I say quickly. "I hope I heard them wrong all together."

"That is a possibility," she says hope filled in her voice.

"Come along Francine," I say as I walk out of the kitchen. Christopher is sitting back down on the couch but Lorelai is standing across the room with her arms crossed. Rose is sitting in exactly the same spot we left her in staring off into space. I can't help but wonder what she is thinking about.

"Can we go home now?" Lorelai asks with her usual attitude.

"Yes." I sigh. "Thank you reverend for your time."

"Anytime, Emily," he says with a smile.

Lorelai and Christopher are already out the door saying goodbye but Rose stayed seated as if she didn't hear anything going on around her. "Rosalie," I say. The poor girl nearly jumps out of her skin. She gets up quickly and walks out the door. I shake my head.

"Goodbye Francine."

She smiles. "Goodbye Emily."

The ride home is silent except for Rose asking if I will drop her off at Reese's house. I am happy that she at least opens up to him. Such a sweet boy. They've only been dating a month and a half and she's already acting as if she is in love.

After she is out of the car Lorelai continues to give me the cold shoulder. I ignore it and hum along to the radio. When we pull into the driveway she runs straight to her room. It's not like I expected anything different.