Title: After All These Years
Author: Tvrox (Margaret)
Rating: PG for now
Summary: It's one of those future fics where Rory's daughter has no dad, and he comes back and falls in love with Rory. R/R please!
Author's Note: In this story, there will be, as in any good story, some misleading details and unusual twists. PLEASE don't flame me if you think a new development in the story is leading it in a direction you don't want it to go in. If this does happen, politely review with your email address, and I'll email you back and either tell you not to worry, that the story won't go that way, or I'll apologize and tell you that it will. And by the way, I have the next chapter written, but I won't type it until I get 10 good reviews, which shouldn't be that hard. Come on, you guys, just push the happy little blue button at the bottom of the page. Thank you for your assistance and appreciation, not to mention patience! On with the story.
1 Chapter One~Early Morning Chaos
"Mama, where are my new white socks?" called five-year-old Lily Gilmore.
"I don't know, sweetheart," answered her grandmother Lorelai. "Ask your mom."
"Mommy!" continued Lily. "Where-"
"In Mama's shirt drawer," interrupted her mother.
"Rory," said Lorelai to her daughter, "how did they get there?"
"Well, Mom, I was all out of Saran Wrap."
"Oh, that's such an old line," exclaimed Lorelai. "I used it on my own mother eleven years ago."
"You Guys!" cried Lily, knowing they'd never stop if she didn't stop them. "I'm going to be late for my first day of school!"
"Bombs away!" shouted Lorelai, and Lily's socks came flying down the stairs. Lily put them on and buckled her navy blue Mary Jane shoes. She walked to the door, and picked up her backpack, just as Lorelai and Rory entered with Poptarts, coffee, and milk for Lily.
"Let me see you," said Rory. Lily was the spitting image of her mother, with brown hair and beautiful clear blue eyes. She was taller than her mother had been at five, however. Tall like her father, but no one talked about that fact, or even him, for that matter. Lily had never known him or anything about him, and she was beginning to doubt that she ever would.
Lorelai's voice brought Lily out of her daydream. "Lily, hon, let's get a picture before you go," Lorelai said.
Lily straightened and replied, "Sure!" She stood by the door in her blue plaid skirt, pale blue blouse, and navy blue crested cardigan.
Lorelai snapped the picture. "Great!" she exclaimed.
"Now, Lily, ready to go to Mom's old school?" asked Rory.
"You bet!" answered Lily with a twinkle in her eye. She gave her mother a thumbs-up. "Let's go!" Lily pulled her mother out the door, leaving Lorelai to go wake up the twins, since Luke had left for the diner much earlier. Lorelai hoped that Chilton wouldn't be as bad for Lily as it had been for Rory.
A/N: Now, I realize that that was really short, but you've got to admit it was pretty good. And that's how I write. The chapters are short, but they're quite often close together, and almost always well-written. (Or at least I think so!) So, anyway, that little blue button is just sitting there, waiting to be pushed, and only you can save it from its terrible plight! (In other words, R/R! Remember! No more until I get 10-that's TEN-good reviews.)
Author: Tvrox (Margaret)
Rating: PG for now
Summary: It's one of those future fics where Rory's daughter has no dad, and he comes back and falls in love with Rory. R/R please!
Author's Note: In this story, there will be, as in any good story, some misleading details and unusual twists. PLEASE don't flame me if you think a new development in the story is leading it in a direction you don't want it to go in. If this does happen, politely review with your email address, and I'll email you back and either tell you not to worry, that the story won't go that way, or I'll apologize and tell you that it will. And by the way, I have the next chapter written, but I won't type it until I get 10 good reviews, which shouldn't be that hard. Come on, you guys, just push the happy little blue button at the bottom of the page. Thank you for your assistance and appreciation, not to mention patience! On with the story.
1 Chapter One~Early Morning Chaos
"Mama, where are my new white socks?" called five-year-old Lily Gilmore.
"I don't know, sweetheart," answered her grandmother Lorelai. "Ask your mom."
"Mommy!" continued Lily. "Where-"
"In Mama's shirt drawer," interrupted her mother.
"Rory," said Lorelai to her daughter, "how did they get there?"
"Well, Mom, I was all out of Saran Wrap."
"Oh, that's such an old line," exclaimed Lorelai. "I used it on my own mother eleven years ago."
"You Guys!" cried Lily, knowing they'd never stop if she didn't stop them. "I'm going to be late for my first day of school!"
"Bombs away!" shouted Lorelai, and Lily's socks came flying down the stairs. Lily put them on and buckled her navy blue Mary Jane shoes. She walked to the door, and picked up her backpack, just as Lorelai and Rory entered with Poptarts, coffee, and milk for Lily.
"Let me see you," said Rory. Lily was the spitting image of her mother, with brown hair and beautiful clear blue eyes. She was taller than her mother had been at five, however. Tall like her father, but no one talked about that fact, or even him, for that matter. Lily had never known him or anything about him, and she was beginning to doubt that she ever would.
Lorelai's voice brought Lily out of her daydream. "Lily, hon, let's get a picture before you go," Lorelai said.
Lily straightened and replied, "Sure!" She stood by the door in her blue plaid skirt, pale blue blouse, and navy blue crested cardigan.
Lorelai snapped the picture. "Great!" she exclaimed.
"Now, Lily, ready to go to Mom's old school?" asked Rory.
"You bet!" answered Lily with a twinkle in her eye. She gave her mother a thumbs-up. "Let's go!" Lily pulled her mother out the door, leaving Lorelai to go wake up the twins, since Luke had left for the diner much earlier. Lorelai hoped that Chilton wouldn't be as bad for Lily as it had been for Rory.
A/N: Now, I realize that that was really short, but you've got to admit it was pretty good. And that's how I write. The chapters are short, but they're quite often close together, and almost always well-written. (Or at least I think so!) So, anyway, that little blue button is just sitting there, waiting to be pushed, and only you can save it from its terrible plight! (In other words, R/R! Remember! No more until I get 10-that's TEN-good reviews.)