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Rated R: for language and some questionable content.
A/N--to that persons in the reviews who said Rory wouldn't act like this, I know that. This is called fan-FICTION. It's not real. Plus, I bet you just don't like Dean and you love Jess or Tristan and that's why you don't like the story. There are so many other fics out there that don't relate much to the show or the characters..they just use the names! Sorry to dissapoint you, but I do know that nothing like this would ever happen on the show. Continue only if you seem interested in it. Leave the bad comments at the door please.
Some contributions to this part came from Victoria. Thanks!!
The Photographs---Part 2
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Jess walked into the diner and straight back to the stairs leading up to the apartment. Lorelai stood up and quickly walked over to him and turned him around roughly.
"Where'd Rory go? She looked upset!" Lorelai said worriedly.
"I don't know where she went. Off somewhere."
"You are so ignorant." she growled.
"Me?"
"Yes, you! From what it looked like, you got her really upset and she ran off somewhere and you're supposedly her friend?"
"Your daughter isn't as innocent as you're led to believe, Lorelai."
Lorelai stepped back shocked, "What do you mean by that?"
"Nothing...absolutely nothing." he said with a curious smile. He walked into the back room and pulled out the most revealing photograph out of the pile that he kept secretly in his pocket. One word crossed his mind: Blackmail.
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Gilmore House--
Rory walks into her own bedroom with a tear stained face and sits on the floor with a dazed look. She turns beside her to see the phone. Reluctantly, picking it up weakly, she recalls more detail of what happened last night and wondered if she regret it.
--Flashback to Dean's--
Dean was getting Rory worked up, still kissing every bare inch of her upper body, making her moan uncontrollably. She pulled him up to her and gave his mouth a powerful, long lasting kiss. Pulling back, she said, "Let's go up to your room." Dean brushed the fallen hair out of her eyes to see if she was being sincere. Staring into the blue, he gave in instantly knowing she was talking with her heart.
They simultaneously rose from the couch, dazed and excited, and, still kissing continually, walked up the stairs slowly. Their hands wandered up each other's bodies and Rory almost fell, but leaned against the wall to keep her balance, taking the time to deepen the kiss. They looked at eachother with angst and Rory walked quicker up the stairs, Dean following behind.
When they got to his bedroom, they stood still staring into eachother's eyes waiting for a sign for them to continue. Dean moved closer to Rory who was standing with the backs of her legs leaning against the foot of the bed. He put his hands on her shoulders and asked, "are you sure?". Rory knew that was the sign. He wouldn't have asked if he didn't love her. She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck and melded her body against his, "i'm sure." With that, and a swift kiss on the lips, they fell back on the bed. As he moved from kissing her lips to her neck and collar bone, he whispered, "do you have any…?" Not needing to finish the sentence.
"I brought a couple just incase this led to this." She said not knowing what he was going to think.
"Oh." He said a little surprised. She pulled him down on to the bed and kissed his neck. As they slid up to the pillows he undid her bra and hit play on the remote to his stereo.
--Back To Present Time--
Rory stared at the phone, thinking of the night before intently, and dialed his number.
"Hello?" he asked sort of distracted.
"Dean?" she asked with tears building up in her throat again.
"Rory? You sound upset...what's up?" he asked with a worried voice.
"Um, are you busy?" she asked first.
"Well, i'm working on my bike but nevermind that..what's wrong?" he asked more concerned this time.
"I just need you to come over her now..I need to show you something very important." she said more collected than before.
"I-I'll be right there." he said confused.
In a matter of minutes, Dean arrived. He didn't knock, knowing Lorelai wasn't home, he entered and went straight to Rory's room seeing her sitting on the floor with tears streaming down her face, staring at the ground.
More worried than before, he said, "Oh my god...Rory." and slowly moved to where she was sitting and held her in his arms. He'd never seen her so upset before, let alone crying before.
"You were right." is all Dean heard through her muffled attempts to speak.
"Right about what? Does this have something to do with last night?" he asked calmly.
"No...well, yeah. It does. But not the way you think." she stated.
"I'm confused. I just want to know--do you regret what we did?" he asked unsure and scared of the answer.
Rory straightened up, wiped her eyes and spoke, "I told you--it's not what you think, I don't regret what--we did."
"Then what is it? Please, tell me."
She reached over behind her and gave him the envelope containing the photos. He looked at her and opened the envelope, taking out the first picture. He stared at it with shock written all over his face. He stuttered with his words, "Who-What? Who--took these?" he asked, shuffling through the pile with disgust.
Rory just stared at Dean, wanting him to know...and he did. "Jess" he said.
Rory repeated what she first said, "You were right."
"Right about what?"
Trying to fight the tears, she spoke on, "He's a jerk. He told me that he thought he and I were 'more than friends'. I hate that you and my mom were right. I hate it. I really thought I made a good judgement by trying to see the good in him..but--I guess sometimes the bad always has to make its way through. Why do all of the guys who I try to befriend always think that i'm trying to be more than friends?! I have you..I don't need anything more." she finished, drifting her words off in the distance.
Dean just stared at her, "i'm sorry."
"Are you kidding me? What do you have to be sorry for?"
"I'm sorry that he did this to you--"
"Don't be sorry. It was my mistake and it's not just me he did it to, it's you too."
"But you seem so hurt by this. I mean, we both know that we don't normally do things like this and now that we did, Jess has proof of it."
"Not for long. I'm going to burn these. Want to help?" she asked, trying to stand up.
"Uh, you go and burn these...i'll be right back." he said helping her up in her state of distortion.
Rory finally stood and looked at him, "Where are you going?"
"I'm just going to have a talk with Jess."
"Dean--"
"I'm going...stay here."
"I wasn't trying to stop you. I was going to say thank you." she said with a smile.
He kissed her forehead lightly, "I won't be long."
"Oh..Dean!" she said before he went out the door.
"Yeah?"
"Try not to make a big scene out of it. I don't want anybody to know about this..okay?"
"Okay." he said with a knowing smile.
He went out the door and Rory turned to the fireplace with the pile of photos.
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Luke's.
Jess was on a break out in the ally behind the diner smoking serenely. Dean walked up behind him and tapped his shoulder. He turned around and Dean stared down at him, "What the hell is your problem?"
"I don't care..smoking'll kill me. I know. I don't want to live that long anyway." he said sarcastically.
"You know what i'm talking about." said Dean growing more angry.
"Oh...yeah, the photographs. I just like a little entertainment."
"You're sick."
"You're funny."
"I didn't want Rory to be friends with you becuase I knew you were going to get her into trouble. But since I care about her, I tried not to let it bother me. You are the stupidest person I know. Nobody in this town liked you or wanted to befriend you except for Rory because..well that's Rory. She couldn't understand why nobody liked you and she thought there was a good side to you. I guess now she finally figured it out. The truth...you're a perverted little jackass who should go back to wherever you came from."
Jess didn't seem to affected by Dean's words and said, "Now, now..I wouldn't get so uptight. The photos are still existant and they can get you into some mighty trouble...if not you, then Rory.
"I don't think so. Rory's back home burning them all."
Jess slipped the one crinkled photo out of his pocket and gripped it tightly, not letting Dean see what it was.
Jess described the photo, "Oh..intriguing. Your girlfriend's looking pretty sexy.."
Dean couldn't take anymore of this and furiously grabbed the photo out of Jess' hand. He took it and shoved it in his pocket.
Jess tried to smile, "No need to worry. I made copies."
Dean laughed, "Right. Stop making so many stupid mistakes. You're getting nowhere."
He turned away and walked back in the direction of Rory's house. Jess stood there with a scowling look on his face and continued to smoke his cigarette.
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Gilmore House
Dean walked in again to find Rory burning the last photo in the pile. She turned and weakly smiled. He gave her the last one.
"Throw that in there, too."
She looked at him with worry, "Is there anymore?"
"No. He pulled this one out. He said he made copies but I don't believe him."
"What if he did? How are you so sure?"
"I've known guys who try to blackmail. I know when someones lying or telling the truth."
Dean sat down next to her and she fell sideways onto his shoulder.
Still worried, Dean asked, "Are you alright?"
"No."
"Are you upset?"
"I feel like i'm on that dull lifetime movie, 'Video Voyeur'. It's a violation of my privacy. Our privacy..i'm surprised your not more upset. Did you hit him?"
"Believe me..i'm upset. And no, I didn't hit him. I can tell he's already being punished enough by losing you as a friend."
Rory looked up at him, "I love you."
She smiled more sincerely and threw the last photo into the fire. They both watched it burn intently.
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There may be more...I don't know if I like this as the ending or not.
Rated R: for language and some questionable content.
A/N--to that persons in the reviews who said Rory wouldn't act like this, I know that. This is called fan-FICTION. It's not real. Plus, I bet you just don't like Dean and you love Jess or Tristan and that's why you don't like the story. There are so many other fics out there that don't relate much to the show or the characters..they just use the names! Sorry to dissapoint you, but I do know that nothing like this would ever happen on the show. Continue only if you seem interested in it. Leave the bad comments at the door please.
Some contributions to this part came from Victoria. Thanks!!
The Photographs---Part 2
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Jess walked into the diner and straight back to the stairs leading up to the apartment. Lorelai stood up and quickly walked over to him and turned him around roughly.
"Where'd Rory go? She looked upset!" Lorelai said worriedly.
"I don't know where she went. Off somewhere."
"You are so ignorant." she growled.
"Me?"
"Yes, you! From what it looked like, you got her really upset and she ran off somewhere and you're supposedly her friend?"
"Your daughter isn't as innocent as you're led to believe, Lorelai."
Lorelai stepped back shocked, "What do you mean by that?"
"Nothing...absolutely nothing." he said with a curious smile. He walked into the back room and pulled out the most revealing photograph out of the pile that he kept secretly in his pocket. One word crossed his mind: Blackmail.
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Gilmore House--
Rory walks into her own bedroom with a tear stained face and sits on the floor with a dazed look. She turns beside her to see the phone. Reluctantly, picking it up weakly, she recalls more detail of what happened last night and wondered if she regret it.
--Flashback to Dean's--
Dean was getting Rory worked up, still kissing every bare inch of her upper body, making her moan uncontrollably. She pulled him up to her and gave his mouth a powerful, long lasting kiss. Pulling back, she said, "Let's go up to your room." Dean brushed the fallen hair out of her eyes to see if she was being sincere. Staring into the blue, he gave in instantly knowing she was talking with her heart.
They simultaneously rose from the couch, dazed and excited, and, still kissing continually, walked up the stairs slowly. Their hands wandered up each other's bodies and Rory almost fell, but leaned against the wall to keep her balance, taking the time to deepen the kiss. They looked at eachother with angst and Rory walked quicker up the stairs, Dean following behind.
When they got to his bedroom, they stood still staring into eachother's eyes waiting for a sign for them to continue. Dean moved closer to Rory who was standing with the backs of her legs leaning against the foot of the bed. He put his hands on her shoulders and asked, "are you sure?". Rory knew that was the sign. He wouldn't have asked if he didn't love her. She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck and melded her body against his, "i'm sure." With that, and a swift kiss on the lips, they fell back on the bed. As he moved from kissing her lips to her neck and collar bone, he whispered, "do you have any…?" Not needing to finish the sentence.
"I brought a couple just incase this led to this." She said not knowing what he was going to think.
"Oh." He said a little surprised. She pulled him down on to the bed and kissed his neck. As they slid up to the pillows he undid her bra and hit play on the remote to his stereo.
--Back To Present Time--
Rory stared at the phone, thinking of the night before intently, and dialed his number.
"Hello?" he asked sort of distracted.
"Dean?" she asked with tears building up in her throat again.
"Rory? You sound upset...what's up?" he asked with a worried voice.
"Um, are you busy?" she asked first.
"Well, i'm working on my bike but nevermind that..what's wrong?" he asked more concerned this time.
"I just need you to come over her now..I need to show you something very important." she said more collected than before.
"I-I'll be right there." he said confused.
In a matter of minutes, Dean arrived. He didn't knock, knowing Lorelai wasn't home, he entered and went straight to Rory's room seeing her sitting on the floor with tears streaming down her face, staring at the ground.
More worried than before, he said, "Oh my god...Rory." and slowly moved to where she was sitting and held her in his arms. He'd never seen her so upset before, let alone crying before.
"You were right." is all Dean heard through her muffled attempts to speak.
"Right about what? Does this have something to do with last night?" he asked calmly.
"No...well, yeah. It does. But not the way you think." she stated.
"I'm confused. I just want to know--do you regret what we did?" he asked unsure and scared of the answer.
Rory straightened up, wiped her eyes and spoke, "I told you--it's not what you think, I don't regret what--we did."
"Then what is it? Please, tell me."
She reached over behind her and gave him the envelope containing the photos. He looked at her and opened the envelope, taking out the first picture. He stared at it with shock written all over his face. He stuttered with his words, "Who-What? Who--took these?" he asked, shuffling through the pile with disgust.
Rory just stared at Dean, wanting him to know...and he did. "Jess" he said.
Rory repeated what she first said, "You were right."
"Right about what?"
Trying to fight the tears, she spoke on, "He's a jerk. He told me that he thought he and I were 'more than friends'. I hate that you and my mom were right. I hate it. I really thought I made a good judgement by trying to see the good in him..but--I guess sometimes the bad always has to make its way through. Why do all of the guys who I try to befriend always think that i'm trying to be more than friends?! I have you..I don't need anything more." she finished, drifting her words off in the distance.
Dean just stared at her, "i'm sorry."
"Are you kidding me? What do you have to be sorry for?"
"I'm sorry that he did this to you--"
"Don't be sorry. It was my mistake and it's not just me he did it to, it's you too."
"But you seem so hurt by this. I mean, we both know that we don't normally do things like this and now that we did, Jess has proof of it."
"Not for long. I'm going to burn these. Want to help?" she asked, trying to stand up.
"Uh, you go and burn these...i'll be right back." he said helping her up in her state of distortion.
Rory finally stood and looked at him, "Where are you going?"
"I'm just going to have a talk with Jess."
"Dean--"
"I'm going...stay here."
"I wasn't trying to stop you. I was going to say thank you." she said with a smile.
He kissed her forehead lightly, "I won't be long."
"Oh..Dean!" she said before he went out the door.
"Yeah?"
"Try not to make a big scene out of it. I don't want anybody to know about this..okay?"
"Okay." he said with a knowing smile.
He went out the door and Rory turned to the fireplace with the pile of photos.
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Luke's.
Jess was on a break out in the ally behind the diner smoking serenely. Dean walked up behind him and tapped his shoulder. He turned around and Dean stared down at him, "What the hell is your problem?"
"I don't care..smoking'll kill me. I know. I don't want to live that long anyway." he said sarcastically.
"You know what i'm talking about." said Dean growing more angry.
"Oh...yeah, the photographs. I just like a little entertainment."
"You're sick."
"You're funny."
"I didn't want Rory to be friends with you becuase I knew you were going to get her into trouble. But since I care about her, I tried not to let it bother me. You are the stupidest person I know. Nobody in this town liked you or wanted to befriend you except for Rory because..well that's Rory. She couldn't understand why nobody liked you and she thought there was a good side to you. I guess now she finally figured it out. The truth...you're a perverted little jackass who should go back to wherever you came from."
Jess didn't seem to affected by Dean's words and said, "Now, now..I wouldn't get so uptight. The photos are still existant and they can get you into some mighty trouble...if not you, then Rory.
"I don't think so. Rory's back home burning them all."
Jess slipped the one crinkled photo out of his pocket and gripped it tightly, not letting Dean see what it was.
Jess described the photo, "Oh..intriguing. Your girlfriend's looking pretty sexy.."
Dean couldn't take anymore of this and furiously grabbed the photo out of Jess' hand. He took it and shoved it in his pocket.
Jess tried to smile, "No need to worry. I made copies."
Dean laughed, "Right. Stop making so many stupid mistakes. You're getting nowhere."
He turned away and walked back in the direction of Rory's house. Jess stood there with a scowling look on his face and continued to smoke his cigarette.
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Gilmore House
Dean walked in again to find Rory burning the last photo in the pile. She turned and weakly smiled. He gave her the last one.
"Throw that in there, too."
She looked at him with worry, "Is there anymore?"
"No. He pulled this one out. He said he made copies but I don't believe him."
"What if he did? How are you so sure?"
"I've known guys who try to blackmail. I know when someones lying or telling the truth."
Dean sat down next to her and she fell sideways onto his shoulder.
Still worried, Dean asked, "Are you alright?"
"No."
"Are you upset?"
"I feel like i'm on that dull lifetime movie, 'Video Voyeur'. It's a violation of my privacy. Our privacy..i'm surprised your not more upset. Did you hit him?"
"Believe me..i'm upset. And no, I didn't hit him. I can tell he's already being punished enough by losing you as a friend."
Rory looked up at him, "I love you."
She smiled more sincerely and threw the last photo into the fire. They both watched it burn intently.
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There may be more...I don't know if I like this as the ending or not.