Rory looked over to the aunt and back to Bethany. With a deep sigh, she said, "Who is your father?"
Bethany looked at her aunt and back to Rory. She had a confused look on her face and said, "I don't know if I can tell you yet."
"Why not?"
"I don't know how you'll react. I don't know how you know him and you might run away or something. I really think my daddy needs you."
Rory was determined to find out who it was so she made a promise.
"Bethany. I give you my word that I will visit your father. Whoever it is, I will do my best to make him 'feel better' as you wish."
"You mean it?"
"Cross my heart." Rory said with a slight smile and the hand motions.
Bethany smiled. "Okay. My daddy's name is Dean Little."
(A/N: Read the note at the bottom if you were wishing it to be Tristan.)
Rory's face turned stone at the mention of the name. Her heart sank deeper than when they parted on that cold september morning that she remembers so distinctly. She was silent for a few minutes trying to sort all of the thoughts streaming through her mind.
"Are you alright?" asked Audrey.
"Uh..Yes--no. No. Um..wow. Okay. I need more coffee." Rory stammered as she held out her mug for the waiter to fill.
She took a big gulp and closed her eyes. She thought to herself, "This is not happening. I can't do this. My god, this is his daughter. When I was just 17 I thought I was going to marry him and have a child with him and now..this is all too ironic." She finished her thoughts and was about to get up when she saw the little girl's bewildered face.
The Aunt spoke up again, "Would you like to wait a few days to visit the hospital or should we go now?"
Rory thought a minute but she had to ask one more question. Still holding the photo of herself, she asked, "Were there any more photos in the box you found, or was this the only one?"
"Yeah, there were a bunch of 'em. I only brought this one because I didn't want him to know I was meeting you."
"Can I see the rest of them? And yes, i'll go to the hospital with you now. I don't want to put this off."
The little girl's smile beamed endlessly and she said delightlfully, "Yeah, the box is in my Aunt's car. Let's go!"
Rory gave a faint smile at the girl's chipperness and they all headed out to the car. Rory didn't feel comfortable around Audrey. They hardley said a word to each other the entire time. She seemed to not care much for Bethany.
---In The Car---
Rory sat in the backseat with Bethany right next to her. Bethany handed the box to Rory who accepted it hesitantly. She didn't want to open it yet. She would wait until she got to the hospital. Not being able to think straight, Rory looked out the window and tried not to picture what was going to happen. Not seeing Dean for 11 years has made her life miserable in some parts. Not loving anyone as much as she loved him has made it even harder. She never thought that it would end like that, and when it did, she still couldn't believe it.
The car came to a stop, and they exited the car. Before she knew it, Rory was standing outside of his room, afraid to go in.
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Next part coming soon!
(PS: I made up Dean's last name (Little) in this fic. Just like 'PsycheDanes' made up his last name in her fics (Hart). This really pisses me off that he's been on the show 2 years and we still don't know his last name. Damn)
--A/N: To those who wanted it to be Tristan or Jess..haha! If you even bothrered to see any of my other fics, you would plainly see that I don't like them. I clearly despise Tristan, but Jess i'm not too sure about yet. If I said it was Tristan's daughter, I would have made Rory run out of the coffee shop without a word. I know that I won't get as many reviews but I wouldn't write about something just because people want me to. Not right. Goodbye and please, even if you don't like Rory/Dean..it gets really good. I promise you. You might even like it!
Bethany looked at her aunt and back to Rory. She had a confused look on her face and said, "I don't know if I can tell you yet."
"Why not?"
"I don't know how you'll react. I don't know how you know him and you might run away or something. I really think my daddy needs you."
Rory was determined to find out who it was so she made a promise.
"Bethany. I give you my word that I will visit your father. Whoever it is, I will do my best to make him 'feel better' as you wish."
"You mean it?"
"Cross my heart." Rory said with a slight smile and the hand motions.
Bethany smiled. "Okay. My daddy's name is Dean Little."
(A/N: Read the note at the bottom if you were wishing it to be Tristan.)
Rory's face turned stone at the mention of the name. Her heart sank deeper than when they parted on that cold september morning that she remembers so distinctly. She was silent for a few minutes trying to sort all of the thoughts streaming through her mind.
"Are you alright?" asked Audrey.
"Uh..Yes--no. No. Um..wow. Okay. I need more coffee." Rory stammered as she held out her mug for the waiter to fill.
She took a big gulp and closed her eyes. She thought to herself, "This is not happening. I can't do this. My god, this is his daughter. When I was just 17 I thought I was going to marry him and have a child with him and now..this is all too ironic." She finished her thoughts and was about to get up when she saw the little girl's bewildered face.
The Aunt spoke up again, "Would you like to wait a few days to visit the hospital or should we go now?"
Rory thought a minute but she had to ask one more question. Still holding the photo of herself, she asked, "Were there any more photos in the box you found, or was this the only one?"
"Yeah, there were a bunch of 'em. I only brought this one because I didn't want him to know I was meeting you."
"Can I see the rest of them? And yes, i'll go to the hospital with you now. I don't want to put this off."
The little girl's smile beamed endlessly and she said delightlfully, "Yeah, the box is in my Aunt's car. Let's go!"
Rory gave a faint smile at the girl's chipperness and they all headed out to the car. Rory didn't feel comfortable around Audrey. They hardley said a word to each other the entire time. She seemed to not care much for Bethany.
---In The Car---
Rory sat in the backseat with Bethany right next to her. Bethany handed the box to Rory who accepted it hesitantly. She didn't want to open it yet. She would wait until she got to the hospital. Not being able to think straight, Rory looked out the window and tried not to picture what was going to happen. Not seeing Dean for 11 years has made her life miserable in some parts. Not loving anyone as much as she loved him has made it even harder. She never thought that it would end like that, and when it did, she still couldn't believe it.
The car came to a stop, and they exited the car. Before she knew it, Rory was standing outside of his room, afraid to go in.
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Next part coming soon!
(PS: I made up Dean's last name (Little) in this fic. Just like 'PsycheDanes' made up his last name in her fics (Hart). This really pisses me off that he's been on the show 2 years and we still don't know his last name. Damn)
--A/N: To those who wanted it to be Tristan or Jess..haha! If you even bothrered to see any of my other fics, you would plainly see that I don't like them. I clearly despise Tristan, but Jess i'm not too sure about yet. If I said it was Tristan's daughter, I would have made Rory run out of the coffee shop without a word. I know that I won't get as many reviews but I wouldn't write about something just because people want me to. Not right. Goodbye and please, even if you don't like Rory/Dean..it gets really good. I promise you. You might even like it!