TITLE: Homesick
SUMMERY: Post kiss fic. The third
season "my" way. You'll get Rory's return from D.C., her confrontation with
her mom, Jess, Dean, and others, depending on where I go with the story.
DEFINATELY a Literati. well, eventually
DISCLAIMER: Nope, don't own 'em.
Wish I owned Milo, but then again, anyone in their right mind wished they
owned Milo! The title comes from the song Homesick by Train. Nope, don't
own any rights to that either. The chapter title is a quote by Oscar Wilde.
SPOILERS: Anything and everything you've
seen and read. E-MAIL:
zee18_13@hotmail.com
A/N: Yo! I hope you've liked the
previous chapters, or else I'm doing this for nothing. Fourth chapter is
Lorelai/Rory. No more fights!!! I promise. They make-up (over coffee, of
course) and Rory and Lore have a real heart-to-heart conversation. Again,
*'s mean inner thoughts. Read on...
"I can resist everything except temptation"
Lorelai arrived home about five minutes after leaving Luke's. "Rory!" she called out. No answer. She set the coffee down on the cluttered kitchen table and knocked softly on Rory's door.
"Ror?" Lorelai opened the door. No Rory. *That's odd. Oh, I bet she went to see Lane. Or Dean. I hope it was Dean and things are okay with them. She needs to...* Her thoughts were interupted by the opening and closing of the front door.
"Mom?" a quavering voice called out.
"Kitchen" Lorelai replied, her face pensive. Her eyes immediately softened as she saw Rory's tear-stained face. "Oh hun, what happened?" Lorelai asked concerned.
"I'm so sorry for the fight. I..."
"No Rory, it was my fault. I should've just left it alone. You haven't done anything wrong." Lore stopped speaking as Rory's tears began to flow freely again. She knew something was wrong. "Here, coffee. Let's go to the living room." Rory gladly took the luke-warm cup and leaned against her mom as they walked to the couch.
"Now, spill." Lorelai stated.
"Mom, you...have to promise...not...to...be mad." Rory said inbetween sobs, body shaking uncontrollably.
"Only is ytou calm down. It can't be that bad, can it?" The older woman said, now feeling a pang of fear in her gut. Rory knew what she was thinking.
"No mom, its not...I'm not...I kissed Jess." Rory said picking at the treads on the couch as she said the last sentence. Lorelai didn't look as shocked-or as mad-as one would have thought.
"When?" She asked calmly.
"At Sookie's wedding. That's why I was almost late." Rory was now looking at her mother.
"And why you had a silly grin on your face." Lorelai smiled.
"I did not!"
"Did too"
"Did not"
"Well, either way, you obviously like him."
"Yea. He's my friend."
"Not like that Ror. You hung out with him despite what I said. Not to mention how Dean and the entire town felt about him.You're the only one who didn't hate him after the car accident, even though it was YOU that he hurt.You skipped school and got on a smelly bus filled with raging lunatics and men who spit into cans to go to New York just to see him. You kissed him. I think that constitutes as at least 'like'" Lorelai said, using the finger quotes to accent the word 'like'. "And since he spent $90.00 on a basket full of a whole lotta nothing and came back here, to a town where NO ONE likes him except for YOU, I'd say he feels the same."
"I don't 'like' him." Rory said mocking her mom's finger quotes. "And, even if I did, which I don't, he's got a girlfriend. Or at least someone to share saliva with." She simply stated, although it was clear she was hurting.
"That's why you were crying. You saw him with someone else." She paused. When Rory didn't respond, she continued, "Ror, I've said it before and, at the risk of sounding like a broken record, I'll say it again- YOU ARE FALLING FOR JESS! Actually, I think you already have. And you need to admit it to yourself."
"But Dean..."
"Sweets, you and Dean aren't the same as you were. Yes, maybe you still love him, but its more of a brotherly-sisterly love. As much as I hate to say it, you have more chemistry with Jess. Oh my god! I just told my favorite daughter..."
"Your only daughter"
"Right, my ONLY daughter that she should be with the Stars Hollow Hoodlum. The Devil incarnate. The appifany (SPELL?) of evil. The Spawn of Satan. The.."
"Mom! Stop."
"Aw, but I have so many more. Right, serious now. How do you feel about the whole thing. And don't hold back-tell me everything."
"Well, it just that Dean is...so...Dean. And I don't know if that's what I want."
"And what do you want?"
"I don't know" Rory figited nervously.
"I think you do" Lorelai said eyeing her daughter.
"I want something...new. Something fresh."
"Something not Dean?"
"Yea, I guess."
"You have to tell him. Although you might be able to work through this, you have to decide if you want to. Or if you want Jess."
"It doesn't matter if I want Jess. He's moved on with Blonde" (A/N: pronounced blondie)
"Ah! Child have I taught you nothing!?! Never, and I mean NEVER compare a classic rock singer with little miss 'Oooo I'm attached to Jess' mouth'. It's an insult to rock and roll." Lore said, rather dramatically.
"Oh mother dearest, forgive me!" Rory placed her hands together and looked as innocent as possible.
"Since you are my favorite daughter..."
"Your only daughter"
"Right. Since you are my ONLY daughter, I shall let it slide. But just this once."
"Duely noted"
"Oh, and by the way, I don't think Jess has moved on. I think he missed you. You should talk to him too."
"I will, but not today. I think I'll deal with Dean today."
"Understandable, but don't wait too long." Lorelai gave her best friend an encouraging smile. Her smile abruptly faded.
"Mom? Mom, what's wrong?" Rory asked with a concerned look on her face.
"Now I need to tell you something. Its about your dad. I wanted him to tell you, but since he hasn't, I guess I have to. Ror, Sherry's pregnant. Your dad went back to Boston."
"Oh"
"Yea. He wants to be there for THIS baby. It just makes me mad that he wasn't the for us, ya know?
"Yea"
"Hun, you okay"
"Its not a big surprise. I mean, it was too good to be true. He's never stayed that long before. This isn't really different. You okay?"
"Oh, yea, I'm fine. I was just concerned about how you would take it"
"We don't need him. We've made it seventeen years without him and we can make it seventeen more. Deal?"
"Deal. Just you and me sister-friend!"
"Yea, you and me."
A/N: Good? Bad? More? Please review, even if its to tell me how much I suck!!! I need to know if people are even reading it. PLEASE!!!! I've now resorted begging you. Oh, and sorry about the spelling errors. I know, there's a LOT. I just can't spel HEHE.
"I can resist everything except temptation"
Lorelai arrived home about five minutes after leaving Luke's. "Rory!" she called out. No answer. She set the coffee down on the cluttered kitchen table and knocked softly on Rory's door.
"Ror?" Lorelai opened the door. No Rory. *That's odd. Oh, I bet she went to see Lane. Or Dean. I hope it was Dean and things are okay with them. She needs to...* Her thoughts were interupted by the opening and closing of the front door.
"Mom?" a quavering voice called out.
"Kitchen" Lorelai replied, her face pensive. Her eyes immediately softened as she saw Rory's tear-stained face. "Oh hun, what happened?" Lorelai asked concerned.
"I'm so sorry for the fight. I..."
"No Rory, it was my fault. I should've just left it alone. You haven't done anything wrong." Lore stopped speaking as Rory's tears began to flow freely again. She knew something was wrong. "Here, coffee. Let's go to the living room." Rory gladly took the luke-warm cup and leaned against her mom as they walked to the couch.
"Now, spill." Lorelai stated.
"Mom, you...have to promise...not...to...be mad." Rory said inbetween sobs, body shaking uncontrollably.
"Only is ytou calm down. It can't be that bad, can it?" The older woman said, now feeling a pang of fear in her gut. Rory knew what she was thinking.
"No mom, its not...I'm not...I kissed Jess." Rory said picking at the treads on the couch as she said the last sentence. Lorelai didn't look as shocked-or as mad-as one would have thought.
"When?" She asked calmly.
"At Sookie's wedding. That's why I was almost late." Rory was now looking at her mother.
"And why you had a silly grin on your face." Lorelai smiled.
"I did not!"
"Did too"
"Did not"
"Well, either way, you obviously like him."
"Yea. He's my friend."
"Not like that Ror. You hung out with him despite what I said. Not to mention how Dean and the entire town felt about him.You're the only one who didn't hate him after the car accident, even though it was YOU that he hurt.You skipped school and got on a smelly bus filled with raging lunatics and men who spit into cans to go to New York just to see him. You kissed him. I think that constitutes as at least 'like'" Lorelai said, using the finger quotes to accent the word 'like'. "And since he spent $90.00 on a basket full of a whole lotta nothing and came back here, to a town where NO ONE likes him except for YOU, I'd say he feels the same."
"I don't 'like' him." Rory said mocking her mom's finger quotes. "And, even if I did, which I don't, he's got a girlfriend. Or at least someone to share saliva with." She simply stated, although it was clear she was hurting.
"That's why you were crying. You saw him with someone else." She paused. When Rory didn't respond, she continued, "Ror, I've said it before and, at the risk of sounding like a broken record, I'll say it again- YOU ARE FALLING FOR JESS! Actually, I think you already have. And you need to admit it to yourself."
"But Dean..."
"Sweets, you and Dean aren't the same as you were. Yes, maybe you still love him, but its more of a brotherly-sisterly love. As much as I hate to say it, you have more chemistry with Jess. Oh my god! I just told my favorite daughter..."
"Your only daughter"
"Right, my ONLY daughter that she should be with the Stars Hollow Hoodlum. The Devil incarnate. The appifany (SPELL?) of evil. The Spawn of Satan. The.."
"Mom! Stop."
"Aw, but I have so many more. Right, serious now. How do you feel about the whole thing. And don't hold back-tell me everything."
"Well, it just that Dean is...so...Dean. And I don't know if that's what I want."
"And what do you want?"
"I don't know" Rory figited nervously.
"I think you do" Lorelai said eyeing her daughter.
"I want something...new. Something fresh."
"Something not Dean?"
"Yea, I guess."
"You have to tell him. Although you might be able to work through this, you have to decide if you want to. Or if you want Jess."
"It doesn't matter if I want Jess. He's moved on with Blonde" (A/N: pronounced blondie)
"Ah! Child have I taught you nothing!?! Never, and I mean NEVER compare a classic rock singer with little miss 'Oooo I'm attached to Jess' mouth'. It's an insult to rock and roll." Lore said, rather dramatically.
"Oh mother dearest, forgive me!" Rory placed her hands together and looked as innocent as possible.
"Since you are my favorite daughter..."
"Your only daughter"
"Right. Since you are my ONLY daughter, I shall let it slide. But just this once."
"Duely noted"
"Oh, and by the way, I don't think Jess has moved on. I think he missed you. You should talk to him too."
"I will, but not today. I think I'll deal with Dean today."
"Understandable, but don't wait too long." Lorelai gave her best friend an encouraging smile. Her smile abruptly faded.
"Mom? Mom, what's wrong?" Rory asked with a concerned look on her face.
"Now I need to tell you something. Its about your dad. I wanted him to tell you, but since he hasn't, I guess I have to. Ror, Sherry's pregnant. Your dad went back to Boston."
"Oh"
"Yea. He wants to be there for THIS baby. It just makes me mad that he wasn't the for us, ya know?
"Yea"
"Hun, you okay"
"Its not a big surprise. I mean, it was too good to be true. He's never stayed that long before. This isn't really different. You okay?"
"Oh, yea, I'm fine. I was just concerned about how you would take it"
"We don't need him. We've made it seventeen years without him and we can make it seventeen more. Deal?"
"Deal. Just you and me sister-friend!"
"Yea, you and me."
A/N: Good? Bad? More? Please review, even if its to tell me how much I suck!!! I need to know if people are even reading it. PLEASE!!!! I've now resorted begging you. Oh, and sorry about the spelling errors. I know, there's a LOT. I just can't spel HEHE.
