Here it is, the final chapter. I want to explain some things:
Dean's last name isn't really Hart, or if it is I'm Psychic. I was lying in bed one night thinking about how Dean's last name has never been mentioned on the show, so I came up with my own last name for him. Now I see it on all sorts of fics. I just thought I'd let you know that it wasn't the actual last name.
Psyche is Lorelai and Luke's daughter, or Rory's little sister.
Aryosi. I read a review you wrote for a different fic, and in it you said that you had read a R/D fic that wasn't very good. You've reviewed a few of my fics and they weren't exactly flames, but they weren't particularly nice to us narcos. If it was my fic then I'm insulted.
Now a special treat for all you Trory people. I'm writing a Trory story. I personally think it should turn out alright, but it won't be the best I've ever written simply because it's Trory, now on with "The Father's Day Cards."
P.S.: do you think I own them?
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The walk to the house was silent, but the air was tense with unanswered questions. When they arrived they went into the kitchen so Rory could make coffee.
"You had coffee 15 minutes ago, Ror," Dean said as he took a seat at the table.
"You don't know me at all, do you?"
"No, I'm just not as used to the Gilmore eating, and more importantly coffee drinking, habits as I used to be."
"Mom. Would you care to explain why you dragged me away from coffee and friends to coffee and a man I don't know?"
"But you do know him, you just don't know you know him."
"That made no sense whatsoever."
"Well, you don't know him, but you should, but you don't because he hasn't been around."
"Rory, could you just tell her already?" Dean asked taking a sip of the coffee Rory set in front of him. Leelee leaned in to take a sip of her own, but was quickly stopped by Rory.
"No, wait, it may be okay when it's Kirk, but I'd rather not have a coffee coating," she paused to consider the possibility for a moment, "it would taste good though."
"Mom, spit it out."
"Yeah, I know, Leelee, this is . . . your dad."
"MY WHAT!!!!!!!!?"
"Your dad."
"I heard you the first time, I'm just trying to comprehend that fact."
"Yeah, well, it's true."
"Where did he go? Where did you go?" she asked as she turned to face Dean.
"Chicago."
"You were in Chicago?" It was Rory's turn to be surprised. "But I searched Chicago-three times."
"I didn't want to be found."
Leelee wasn't really listening. She was curled up in a ball in the corner muttering, "this is not happening," over and over and over and over and over again.
"Leelee, sweetie, we really need to talk about this," Rory said sitting down beside her daughter and rubbing her back.
"Talk about what? He left. I'm the one who grew up without a dad. I had no one to make a Father's Day card for, or to take me fishing, or to do all that father-daughter stuff with."
"Sweetie, you made those cards anyway. I still have them all. You can give them to your dad now if you'd like. And Grandpa tried taking you fishing and you decided you didn't like it when you saw him put the worm on the hook. I didn't grow up with a dad around. Do you want to give him the cards?" Leelee nodded silently. "They're in the shoe-box under my bed, just bring the entire box down here." Leelee nodded again and walked upstairs. Rory watched as Dean pulled a few pieces of paper from is wallet. "What are those?"
"Well this," he said handing her a sheet of paper that had been folded into the size of Rory's thumbnail, "is the apology I wrote the two of you on the plane to Chicago. It explains everything. This," he said handing her a folded piece of construction paper completely coated in a layer of crayon, "is the first Father's Day card Leelee made me, and this," he pulled out a picture, "is the picture of the three of us that Lorelai took when Leelee was six months old."
Rory's eyes filled with tears and threatened to spill over as her husband showered her his prized possessions. She pulled him into a long hug as Leelee came down the stairs with a shoebox. The three sat back down at the table. Leelee opened the shoebox and pulled out a large number of cards. As she handed them to Dean it was clear she was still crying, and as Dean looked through the pile of cards created with love he started to cry as well.
The family sat in peace while Rory read the letter Dean had handed her. When she finished she looked over at her husband. "Oh, sweetie, I love you."
"I love you too."
Leelee picked up the letter and read the last paragraph.
*I don't really know why I'm doing this. Maybe I'm not ready for the commitment it takes to be a father, maybe I'm afraid to be a father. All I know is I need to go out into the world and find myself. Just remember, I love you two with all my heart.*
The teenager walked to her father and gave him a hug. She didn't know him, but they wee related by blood, and he did have a pretty big part in bringing her into the world.
The three stood hugging until the sun started to set, and then they settled down on the couch to watch a movie. They agreed that it should be a Mel Brookes movie, but that was all they agreed on. Rory wanted to watch "The Producers," but Leelee and Dean wanted to watch "Blazing Saddles." In the end they decided on "SpaceBalls."
Dean and Leelee walked into the video store and then to Luke's for coffee and burgers. When they stepped into Luke's it looked like Luke was ready to put Dean in another headlock, but Lorelai stopped him just in time. "He's with Leelee, sweetie, it's fine."
When they were all back at the couch they started the movie.
"Once upon a time warp . . . in a galaxy very, very, very, very far away, there lived a ruthless race of beings known as SpaceBalls. . ." The three laughed the entire way through the movie. When Luke and Lorelai returned home from the diner they found the small family quoting the movie.
"What's the matter Colonel Sandurz? Chicken?" Leelee exclaimed between fits of laughter. Meanwhile Rory and Dean were busy imitating Dark Helmet and Colonel Sandurz.
"Why don't we take a five minute break?" Rory asked in the dizziest voice she could do.
"Very good, sir," Dean said, doing a very poor job of holding back the laughter that was overtaking him.
"Smoke if you got 'em." Rory collapsed into the couch.
"Looks like somebody's having fun, Lorelai said as she walked into the living room.
"You betcha!" called Leelee from the kitchen, where she was pouring herself a mug of coffee.
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five years later!!!!!
The family fell into the swing of things and before anyone knew it five years had passed. Rory and Dean had renewed their vows and exactly one week later Rory had learned she was pregnant. . . again. This time around they had a little boy, Christopher "Chris" Richard Hart. Chris was two years old, and the most beautiful baby in the world. Leelee and Janlan were still together and the DuGrey triplets still lived next door (on major holidays). It was Christmas of Leelee's sophmore year at Harvard, and all of Stars Hollow was celebrating the season at Lorelai and Sookie's inn, the "Back Bough Inn." Lorelai had dragged Luke to a Christmas tree lot to get a HUGE tree for the inn. Janlan and Leelee were back for vacation, and they wouldn't leave each other alone.
The party was in full swing when Lorelai announced that it was time to open presents. Everyone huddled around the tree. Stars Hollow (but mainly Lorelai) ripped through the pile of presents, smiling and laughing. When all the gifts had been opened Lorelai shouted "CAKE!" and started for the dining room.
"Wait!" called Janlan. "I have one more gift to give." He walked over to Leelee. "Leelee, I've loved you since I met you, and that's a really long time. Just a glimpse of your face makes me smile. I can't imagine not seeing you every day. Lorelai Elizabeth Hart, will you marry me?" he asked, handing her a small velvet box.
"Yes, of course." She pulled him into a kiss and then a hug.
"Don't say yes until you've seen the ring, babe," called Lorelai from the door to the dining room. "Congratulations, sweetie, but cake waits for no man."
Leelee opened the box and Janlan slid the ring, a classic diamond, onto her finger. "I love you."
"I love you too."
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EPILOGUE
The wedding was small and pleasant. When they graduated Leelee and Janlan moved into the apartment over Doose's Market, and two years later they had their first child, a little girl named Lorelai "Lana" Nicole DuGrey. Three years later they had a little boy named Janlan Tristan DuGrey, or JT. The kids grew up, went off to college, got married, and had kids. The family prospered in Stars Hollow. The year is 2162. Lorelai "Lissie" Julie Narcoff is currently mayor of Stars Hollow. I'm her eldest daughter, Lorelai "Lela" Maureen Narcoff. I'll be married next week to James Primely, I can't wait!!!
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I know it's a weird ending, but I'm a pretty strange person.
Thanks for reading and reviewing, maybe someday I'll write a fanfic about Lela and James. It could be interesting.
Luv ya all (especially if you review, hint hint)
Psyche Lauren Alexis Gertrude Danes!!!!!!!!!!!!
Dean's last name isn't really Hart, or if it is I'm Psychic. I was lying in bed one night thinking about how Dean's last name has never been mentioned on the show, so I came up with my own last name for him. Now I see it on all sorts of fics. I just thought I'd let you know that it wasn't the actual last name.
Psyche is Lorelai and Luke's daughter, or Rory's little sister.
Aryosi. I read a review you wrote for a different fic, and in it you said that you had read a R/D fic that wasn't very good. You've reviewed a few of my fics and they weren't exactly flames, but they weren't particularly nice to us narcos. If it was my fic then I'm insulted.
Now a special treat for all you Trory people. I'm writing a Trory story. I personally think it should turn out alright, but it won't be the best I've ever written simply because it's Trory, now on with "The Father's Day Cards."
P.S.: do you think I own them?
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The walk to the house was silent, but the air was tense with unanswered questions. When they arrived they went into the kitchen so Rory could make coffee.
"You had coffee 15 minutes ago, Ror," Dean said as he took a seat at the table.
"You don't know me at all, do you?"
"No, I'm just not as used to the Gilmore eating, and more importantly coffee drinking, habits as I used to be."
"Mom. Would you care to explain why you dragged me away from coffee and friends to coffee and a man I don't know?"
"But you do know him, you just don't know you know him."
"That made no sense whatsoever."
"Well, you don't know him, but you should, but you don't because he hasn't been around."
"Rory, could you just tell her already?" Dean asked taking a sip of the coffee Rory set in front of him. Leelee leaned in to take a sip of her own, but was quickly stopped by Rory.
"No, wait, it may be okay when it's Kirk, but I'd rather not have a coffee coating," she paused to consider the possibility for a moment, "it would taste good though."
"Mom, spit it out."
"Yeah, I know, Leelee, this is . . . your dad."
"MY WHAT!!!!!!!!?"
"Your dad."
"I heard you the first time, I'm just trying to comprehend that fact."
"Yeah, well, it's true."
"Where did he go? Where did you go?" she asked as she turned to face Dean.
"Chicago."
"You were in Chicago?" It was Rory's turn to be surprised. "But I searched Chicago-three times."
"I didn't want to be found."
Leelee wasn't really listening. She was curled up in a ball in the corner muttering, "this is not happening," over and over and over and over and over again.
"Leelee, sweetie, we really need to talk about this," Rory said sitting down beside her daughter and rubbing her back.
"Talk about what? He left. I'm the one who grew up without a dad. I had no one to make a Father's Day card for, or to take me fishing, or to do all that father-daughter stuff with."
"Sweetie, you made those cards anyway. I still have them all. You can give them to your dad now if you'd like. And Grandpa tried taking you fishing and you decided you didn't like it when you saw him put the worm on the hook. I didn't grow up with a dad around. Do you want to give him the cards?" Leelee nodded silently. "They're in the shoe-box under my bed, just bring the entire box down here." Leelee nodded again and walked upstairs. Rory watched as Dean pulled a few pieces of paper from is wallet. "What are those?"
"Well this," he said handing her a sheet of paper that had been folded into the size of Rory's thumbnail, "is the apology I wrote the two of you on the plane to Chicago. It explains everything. This," he said handing her a folded piece of construction paper completely coated in a layer of crayon, "is the first Father's Day card Leelee made me, and this," he pulled out a picture, "is the picture of the three of us that Lorelai took when Leelee was six months old."
Rory's eyes filled with tears and threatened to spill over as her husband showered her his prized possessions. She pulled him into a long hug as Leelee came down the stairs with a shoebox. The three sat back down at the table. Leelee opened the shoebox and pulled out a large number of cards. As she handed them to Dean it was clear she was still crying, and as Dean looked through the pile of cards created with love he started to cry as well.
The family sat in peace while Rory read the letter Dean had handed her. When she finished she looked over at her husband. "Oh, sweetie, I love you."
"I love you too."
Leelee picked up the letter and read the last paragraph.
*I don't really know why I'm doing this. Maybe I'm not ready for the commitment it takes to be a father, maybe I'm afraid to be a father. All I know is I need to go out into the world and find myself. Just remember, I love you two with all my heart.*
The teenager walked to her father and gave him a hug. She didn't know him, but they wee related by blood, and he did have a pretty big part in bringing her into the world.
The three stood hugging until the sun started to set, and then they settled down on the couch to watch a movie. They agreed that it should be a Mel Brookes movie, but that was all they agreed on. Rory wanted to watch "The Producers," but Leelee and Dean wanted to watch "Blazing Saddles." In the end they decided on "SpaceBalls."
Dean and Leelee walked into the video store and then to Luke's for coffee and burgers. When they stepped into Luke's it looked like Luke was ready to put Dean in another headlock, but Lorelai stopped him just in time. "He's with Leelee, sweetie, it's fine."
When they were all back at the couch they started the movie.
"Once upon a time warp . . . in a galaxy very, very, very, very far away, there lived a ruthless race of beings known as SpaceBalls. . ." The three laughed the entire way through the movie. When Luke and Lorelai returned home from the diner they found the small family quoting the movie.
"What's the matter Colonel Sandurz? Chicken?" Leelee exclaimed between fits of laughter. Meanwhile Rory and Dean were busy imitating Dark Helmet and Colonel Sandurz.
"Why don't we take a five minute break?" Rory asked in the dizziest voice she could do.
"Very good, sir," Dean said, doing a very poor job of holding back the laughter that was overtaking him.
"Smoke if you got 'em." Rory collapsed into the couch.
"Looks like somebody's having fun, Lorelai said as she walked into the living room.
"You betcha!" called Leelee from the kitchen, where she was pouring herself a mug of coffee.
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five years later!!!!!
The family fell into the swing of things and before anyone knew it five years had passed. Rory and Dean had renewed their vows and exactly one week later Rory had learned she was pregnant. . . again. This time around they had a little boy, Christopher "Chris" Richard Hart. Chris was two years old, and the most beautiful baby in the world. Leelee and Janlan were still together and the DuGrey triplets still lived next door (on major holidays). It was Christmas of Leelee's sophmore year at Harvard, and all of Stars Hollow was celebrating the season at Lorelai and Sookie's inn, the "Back Bough Inn." Lorelai had dragged Luke to a Christmas tree lot to get a HUGE tree for the inn. Janlan and Leelee were back for vacation, and they wouldn't leave each other alone.
The party was in full swing when Lorelai announced that it was time to open presents. Everyone huddled around the tree. Stars Hollow (but mainly Lorelai) ripped through the pile of presents, smiling and laughing. When all the gifts had been opened Lorelai shouted "CAKE!" and started for the dining room.
"Wait!" called Janlan. "I have one more gift to give." He walked over to Leelee. "Leelee, I've loved you since I met you, and that's a really long time. Just a glimpse of your face makes me smile. I can't imagine not seeing you every day. Lorelai Elizabeth Hart, will you marry me?" he asked, handing her a small velvet box.
"Yes, of course." She pulled him into a kiss and then a hug.
"Don't say yes until you've seen the ring, babe," called Lorelai from the door to the dining room. "Congratulations, sweetie, but cake waits for no man."
Leelee opened the box and Janlan slid the ring, a classic diamond, onto her finger. "I love you."
"I love you too."
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EPILOGUE
The wedding was small and pleasant. When they graduated Leelee and Janlan moved into the apartment over Doose's Market, and two years later they had their first child, a little girl named Lorelai "Lana" Nicole DuGrey. Three years later they had a little boy named Janlan Tristan DuGrey, or JT. The kids grew up, went off to college, got married, and had kids. The family prospered in Stars Hollow. The year is 2162. Lorelai "Lissie" Julie Narcoff is currently mayor of Stars Hollow. I'm her eldest daughter, Lorelai "Lela" Maureen Narcoff. I'll be married next week to James Primely, I can't wait!!!
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I know it's a weird ending, but I'm a pretty strange person.
Thanks for reading and reviewing, maybe someday I'll write a fanfic about Lela and James. It could be interesting.
Luv ya all (especially if you review, hint hint)
Psyche Lauren Alexis Gertrude Danes!!!!!!!!!!!!
