Author: Lady Eliza
Characters: All Characters
Rating: T
Summary: Sequel to 'Life and Times of a Socialite' it takes place six years after the first story ends. Rory and Logan have children, they're friends and family surround them, and they still have a jam-packed social calendar. How do socialites deal with being married, having kids and still attend the social gatherings of the year?
Disclaimer: I do not own Gilmore Girls or any of its characters.
AN1: Hello everyone, now I've been receiving several reviews from people that aren't happy with what's been happening in this fic. Now, I've said this over and over again, I have an idea in my head about how things are going to work out. I realize that many of you might disagree with the way I am handling things, but I know how I want the story to go. There are reasons I have characters act a certain way and they will eventually come out into the open in later chapters. I just needed to rant. I know that most of you enjoy my fic and I am grateful to you for your support. That's all for now. P.S. Sorry it took so long for this chapter to be written. I'm in my second year at university and I'm taking a full course load so the updates might be sporadic, but I have vowed that I will write when I have time. Please bear with me.
Chapter 12: Momma, Can You Hear Me?
Rory Huntzberger had just had the luxury of getting out of bed that morning without hearing the usual sounds of arguing coming from the nursery. That, in and of itself was, a miracle. She had gotten out of bed where she and her husband had previously had their personal party after coming home last night and went to check on the kids. The whole lot of them had been dead to the world.
She had stood there for a few minutes before she decided to take some much needed alone time and check over her article that she was going to send to Doyle that very afternoon. She was on her second cup of coffee, contemplating another cup, and looking dumbfounded at the fact that she had used the wrong 'there' when the doorbell rang.
Rory knew there was a maid on duty so she ignored the annoying musical contraption and looked at her mistake once again. She didn't know how it could have happened; Rory Huntzberger was nothing if not a perfectionist. When she happened to look up she was startled to see Marietta, the maid, in the kitchen doorway looking apprehensive.
"Hello Mary, are you all right?" asked Rory smiling at her maid. Unlike her Grandmother Emily, Rory had had Marietta in her employ ever since she and Logan had gotten married.
"Hello Mrs. Huntzberger, I'm fine…but there is someone here to see you ma'am," said Marietta looking back into the formal parlour.
"Oh, I heard someone at the door, but I assumed it was an early morning delivery. Who is it?" asked Rory.
"I have no idea miss, I was just instructed to ask you to be in the parlour immediately," said Marietta.
Rory frowned, but nodded her head. "Would you inform Mr. Huntzberger to join me as well, please?" said Rory.
"Yes, ma'am," said the maid and took her leave.
Before she went into the parlour Rory checked her appearance and thought that the person who was waiting for her would just have to deal with the fact that she was still in her pyjamas. Rory met her husband on the way and gave him a good morning kiss that delayed the couple longer.
The housekeeper had awakened Logan from a very scandalous dream he was having of his wife. He was still pretty smug about the nocturnal activities that he and Rory had participated in the night before. So Logan was more accommodating to the maid when she had woken him up or else there would have been hell to pay for the person who was disturbing him so early in the morning. It was Sunday for god sakes!
The couple entered the parlour to find Teeny Mariano sitting on their prized Louis XIV chair. Rory and Logan were puzzled to see the little girl here so early and the fact that she seemed to be here alone.
Before Rory or Logan could utter a single word of greeting Teeny spoke up, "I need to talk to you," she said looking pointedly at Rory.
Logan sat on the couch making it clear that he would be included in the conversation and said, "Does your father know you're here?"
"No," said Teeny.
Rory gave Teeny a stern look and shook her head, then went to the nearest phone. She dialled several sets of numbers and spoke in a terse manner to the other person on the line. It seemed like she was speaking to Luke and assuring him that his great-niece was all right. When Rory was done she turned to face Teeny and said, "What were you thinking coming here by yourself?"
"I have to talk to you," the little girl repeated.
"About what?" asked a frustrated Rory.
Teeny looked straight into Rory's eyes and asked oh so calmly, "Are you my mother?"
Rory could do nothing but gawk at Teeny and Logan wanted to do nothing but laugh. The two of them had no idea where such a question had come from.
"WHAT?" asked Rory.
"I-want-to-know-if-you-are-my-mother?" asked Teeny quite seriously.
"Where on earth did you get an idea like that? Did your father say Rory was your mother?" asked Logan.
"No, daddy didn't tell me a lot about my mama. He only told me that he loved her, dated her, but it just didn't work out. He told me that it had happened along time ago. He said mama loved me, but couldn't be with daddy. When I found out that daddy dated you," said Teeny looking at Rory, "I thought you were my mama. So, are you?"
Rory looked into the big brown eyes and felt so very sorry for the little girl. She felt angry towards the woman who would leave her own child and not have any sort of contact with her. Rory bent down so she was eye level with Teeny and said softly, "No sweetie, I'm not your mama. I'm so very sorry that you thought that. I dated your daddy when I was seventeen then we broke up."
Teeny had hoped that the nice lady with the big blue eyes would be her mommy. She had played games that had Rory saying she was her mama and her having a sister and two brothers. Now, there was just a pain in her heart at finding out her mommy hadn't wanted her. She wished it wouldn't hurt so much.
Logan wished he hadn't seen this. He felt so bad for Teeny; not having a mother must affect her quite a bit. He wondered who her biological mother was and why she had left Jess and Teeny.
"Would you like something to eat?" asked Rory trying to get off the uneasy topic.
"Ok," said Teeny.
Rory looked at her husband and he nodded his head. So, Logan and Rory took one of Teeny's arms and headed in the direction of the kitchen.
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Rory and Logan were finally left alone after they had left their kids and Teeny in the den watching movies. They hadn't had a chance to talk about the little girl's sudden appearance. It was odd; none of the adults would have thought Teeny would jump to such drastic conclusions concerning Rory and Jess' previous relationship.
"I cannot believe that idiot Jess couldn't tell his own daughter the name of her biological mother. I mean the fact that she's looking for her mother in her father's past relationships has to be a clue," ranted Logan who had wanted to wring Jess' neck for putting he and his wife in such a predicament.
"I was so surprised. I think I was literally speechless for a few seconds there," said Rory.
"How irresponsible could that cad be?" yelled Logan.
"All I know about the mother is that she left right after she gave birth to Teeny. Jess has sole custody of the little girl," said Rory.
"Well, he obviously didn't count on Teeny missing her mother or going to search for her on her own," Logan spit out.
Rory could only shrug her shoulders at her husband's comment. She knew Logan was mad at the way Teeny had shown up at the house and asked such a mind-blowing question. She really wished she had an inkling as to identity of the mystery woman that was Teeny's mother.
Rory and Logan were expecting Jess to come pick Teeny up any moment now. Rory knew that Logan was going to yell at Jess. She was here to calm her husband down and for Jess to take his little girl home and talk to her about her mother.
The poor child was yearning for a mother, and why shouldn't she? Teeny had no female influence other than her grandmother Liz, and Lorelai once in a while. Jess had to have seen this coming. He wouldn't be able to talk to Teeny about everything. Rory could only shake her head at the mess that this situation had turned into. It was a good thing Jess would have to deal with the consequences since she wanted nothing to do with Jess' life any longer. She just felt terrible on Teeny's behalf.
Jess was standing outside the door of the Huntzberger mansion and he felt, quite rightly so, out of his element. He had had to have security clearance to get within spitting distance of the house. But what worried him was the fact that his daughter had come to Hartford, from Stars Hollow, to ask Rory if she was her mother. He felt like he had let his daughter down when Luke told him where Teeny had ended up.
He had woken up this morning to find his daughter's bed empty, but that had not worried him since she had a tendency to be very independent. Teeny usually went to visit her friends in the apartment complex they lived in and Stars Hollow was a friendly place so Jess assumed she had gone to visit her grandmother or Lorelai. He had been utterly shocked when he got the phone call from Luke telling him of Teeny's exact location.
Jess took a deep breath and rang the doorbell to Rory's home. He knew he shouldn't have been shocked to see a maid answer the door, but he was. The Rory Gilmore he knew, when she was a seventeen-year-old girl, wouldn't have had the notion of hiring a maid when she grew up, but he knew he was dealing with Rory Huntzberger now. Wow, how times have changed.
"I'm Jess Mariano, I'm here to pick up my daughter Teeny," said Jess since he had no idea the proper greeting for a maid.
"This way, sir," said Marietta. She hadn't seen this man knock on the door in her entire time with the Huntzbergers. Marietta was proud she could identify any and all visitors to the home of Mr and Mrs. Logan Huntzberger, but this young man was a mystery along with his rather brash daughter. In her day, thought Marietta, young children weren't so disobedient and were punished severely for their sass.
Jess followed the maid and he had an eye-popping experience when he saw the interior of the home. He passed several portraits of Rory and Logan's ancestors and one can simply tell that there was a lot of inbreeding in this group. He would've never been allowed to set foot in this house if it had not been for the circumstances surrounding his visit. That he knew for sure. People like him never got see how the other half usually lived.
Logan jumped down Jess' throat the minute he saw the man.
"How the hell can you let this happen?" hissed Logan.
Jess counted backwards from ten so he wouldn't say something rash. He was under Huntzberger's roof whether he liked it or not so he would be civil. "I'm sorry that Teeny bothered you and I would like to take her home now," said Jess.
Rory could only stare at her former love. She quickly turned to Marietta and told her, "Would you bring Miss Teeny up from the den Mary."
"Yes ma'am," said a wide-eyed Marietta who had never seen Mr. Huntzberger raise his voice in the family home before. She wondered what this was all about.
"I think you owe us an explanation," said Logan.
"I haven't told my daughter the identity of her mother, but I have my reasons for that. It is none of your business. I'm just sorry that she jumped to the wrong conclusions," said Jess.
Logan wanted to say more, but they heard footsteps approaching so Logan shut his mouth. He gave Jess one more menacing glance before he made his face go neutral.
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"I can't believe he could have such a cavalier attitude about such a thing," ranted Logan.
Rory could only shrug and take another sip of her coffee. Jess had left an hour ago and her husband still couldn't stop ranting about what had happened that morning.
"Logan just give it a rest. We should just let Jess handle his own problems. It has nothing to do with us," said Rory.
Logan looked at his wife and sat in the love seat so he was sitting beside her. He lifted his hand and caressed her cheeks and put a smile on his face. "I know baby. I'm sorry, but I hate the fact that he's back in our lives and with a daughter to boot. He probably enjoyed the fact that she assumed you were her mother."
Rory placed her hand on top of Logan's and said, "I'm not her mother Logan. I'm the mother of Nicky, Lottie, and Jamie. Let's not talk about him anymore. We've already wasted too much of our time discussing him and his problems."
"Yes, of course your right," said Logan.
Rory smiled and put her coffee to the side. She got up and grabbed her husband's hands. "I think we still have some time to fool around before the kid's get bored of their video."
Logan chuckled, "I love the way your mind works Mrs. Huntzberger."
Rory winked and hurried up the stairs.
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At the Hartford International Airport a woman was getting off the plane. She was a tall, classy lady with a crop of brown hair. The woman was returning home after a self proclaimed exile for a number of years. She was going to surprise many people, but there was only one person she wanted to see.
The woman had made some decisions about her life after receiving a wake up call. There was only one place that she ever considered home and she was going to be returning to that place once and for all.
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