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. Chapter title is a quote...sadly, I don't even own that.
DISTRIBUTION: Sure, just let me know.
FEEDBACK: !PLEASE!
SPOILERS: Anything and everything you've seen and read.
E-MAIL: someone18_13@yahoo.com
A/N: Wow....I went from nothing in one week to three chapters in five days. I'm kickin' ass! I just hope that someone, anyone, cares. If ya do, let me know! PLEASE REVIEW! Or email me! Anything! Not a lot of people have been reviewing lately. If just one person cares how this turns out, I'll keep writing. But if not, I might as well stop. Just one person...let me know. Okay, enough pleading. This chapter will be Friday night (still) at the diner. At least, I think. See, I write the author notes before the actual fic, so that could easily change between now and then. Alrighty, again, I'm probably boring you so I'll just shut up now and get on with the fic...
"No use crying, just get on with your life"
The girls were driving back to Stars Hollow, both of them crying non- stop. They tried to hold back the tears while at the Gilmore residence, but once they were alone together in the Jeep, they broke down. Not a word had been said since they got in the car. They were both alone with their thoughts now. That was where they needed to be. After about fifteen minutes, Lorelai wiped her eyes and broke the silence with some dark humor.
"Well, there's a dinner to go down in the record books. That was even worse than...um, than the time...hell, I can't think of a worse dinner, can you?"
"Nope" Rory answered, her voice small and weak.
"Oh, honey. We're okay remember. We're strong, we're independant, I'm Laverne and you're Shirley, I'm ying and you're yang, I'm peanut butter and you're jelly, I'm Dr. Evil and you're mini-me. Just you and me, that's it."
"Yea, you're right" Rory managed to give her a small smile.
"Well, actually, you, me and coffee, that's it."
"Can't forget the coffee. That would be a violation of the Code of the Coffee Keepers"
"Exactly, and seeing how we're the president and the vice president, plus the only two members, we have to live up to that code."
"We should really expand our outreach program. I mean, two members is a little pathetic."
"But we're also the pres. and vice pres. That demands respect."
"You're so right."
"Hey, Luke is a memeber...sort of."
"How so?"
"He's our supplier. Whether he likes it or not, he's our third member."
"So we aren't THAT pathetic."
"Right!"
"Does he know that he's our third member?"
"Nope."
"Oh, okay then."
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Lorelai pulled the Jeep up to the curb in front of Luke's. The sign on the door said 'CLOSED' but Luke was inside cleaning up. Lorelai hopped out of the car and virtually ran to the door. She began banging on the glass and yelling words like: "Lukey; help; coffee; please; dying; dinner; horrible", before Rory even got out of the car.
*Why do I feel those things towards my father, and why did I tell him like that. I am the rational one. I lay things out. I make 'Pro' and 'Con' lists. I think before I speak. I'm not impulsive{Well, maybe once}. I am logical. But not tonight. Tonight I exploded. I let out all of my pent up anger and frustration and dumped it on my dad. Then I told mom I wanted to see Jess. I don't get that. I feel this undeniable urge to be close to him. To see him. To talk to him. And mom knew and understood that. She didn't yell at me, she didn't lecture me, she just drove. Ugh, I'm so confused!*
Luke's grumbling voice and Lorelai's screech shook Rory from her reverie. She got out of the car slowly, only to witness her mom run into the diner chanting 'coffee, coffee, coffee' and Luke mumbling something about a slow and painful death.
"Hi Luke. Coffee please" Rory simply stated as she closed the door behind her. Luke didn't know what had happened, but Lorelai's scene in front of the diner and Rory's melancholy expression told him not to argue...not now.
"Where's Jess?" Lor asked, breaking the somewhat awkward silence between the three. Rory's eyes immediately lit up at the sound of Jess' name.
"Upstairs, as far as I know." Noticing the change in Rory's expression, he also added, "You can go up if you want."
"Thanks" With that, Rory took her coffee and headed up to the apartment.
~(STILL IN THE DINER)~
"Wow. What happened?" Luke questioned.
"Diner...my parents...Christopher...World War III...you know, the usual."
"Wait a minute, Christopher?"
"Yep. My darling mother and father took the liberty of inviting him to dinner. Ooo, I'm so mad."
"I guess Rory didn't take it very well."
Lorelai let out a small laugh "No. She didn't. She completely exploded. She yelled at Christopher and basically told him to stay out of her life. I can't believe I didn't see it. She must've been so upset. But she hid it. And I didn't see it. I'm a horrible parent."
"You aren't a horrible parent. You said it yourself...she hiod it. She didn't want you to worry about her."
"Yea, but still..."
"You're are a great parent Lorelai. You're the only thing Rory's ever had. It's really Christopher's loss."
"Thanks Luke." A short silence fell upon the two. "She wanted to see Jess."
"Excuse me?"
"At my parents' house. After she yelled at Chris. We were in the study and she told me that she wanted to come here to see Jess."
"Oh"
"And my mom overheard. Boy, did she have a cow. Then my dad and Chris heard, and they went off on me...Hey, Luke?"
"Hmm"
"Jess isn't that bad, is he? I mean, he's an okay kid, right?"
"Jess...well...he's had a screwed up life. He hasn't volunteered any information to me-all I know is what Liz has told me. But I think that now, especially with Rory, he's okay. He would never hurt her, if that's what you're wondering."
"Good........She really likes him, ya know."
"I kind of guessed."
"She kissed him at Sookie's wedding."
"What?"
"So Jess didn't tell you?"
"I told him not to go there. I told him to leave her alone..."
"Luke, its okay. He didn't do anyhting wrong. Rory and Dean were going to break up eventually."
"So, Rory and Jess, huh?"
"Yep, I think so"
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~(IN THE APARTMENT)~
Rory entered the apartment with her coffee. Jess wasn't anywhere in sight. *Must be in his room* She turned towards his room. The apartment was silent. No TV, no music, nothing. It was kind of weird. Ever since Jess had moved in, the apartment was NEVER silent, whether it was punk rock music or Luke yelling at him. She knocked softly on the door. Jess immediately knew that it wasn't Luke-the pounding on the door was usually accompanied by grumbling of some sort.
"Yea" He put his book down on the nightstand as she entered.
"Rory" his voice was soft and concerned upon seeing the look on her face.
"Hey Jess. Can I come in?" She motioned to his room.
"Sure. What happened?" He asked while closing the door.
"Friday night dinner." She plopped down on his bed and laid down, closing her eyes.
"Well, usually seeing your grandparents doesn't make you look like someone just ran over your cat."
"My dad was there."
"Why's that bad?"
*I haven't told him yet* "You see, my mom and dad were going to get back together...." Rory preceded to tell him the entire story. About halfway through, he laid down next to her.
"Huh"
"Yep" She wiped a lone tear away from her cheek.
"And they yelled at you because of me?"
"No, well, kind of. I mean, we were all so mad, and that just kind of set my grandma off."
"I'm sorry."
"Its not your fault."
"Yea it is. God, that stupid car accident was my fault and you're getting lectured about NOT blaming me. Everyone blamed me. Why didn't you?"
" 'Cause it wasn't your fault. I told you to keep driving, remember?"
"Why'd you tell me to keep driving?" He turned so he was looking her straight in the eyes.
"Because...well...I...you see....I wanted to spend more time with you." She answered meekly.
"And Luke didn't blame you." She added.
"Oh, so you and Luke were on my side. The entire town, including your mom, hates me."
"My mom doesn't hate you."
"Yea she does"
"Not anymore. She stood up for you and me tonight."
" 'you and me'?"
"I mean, well, yea"
"So, there's a 'you and me'?"
"If you want there to be."
"K" That was all he had to say. Rory leaned in and brushed her lips against his, softly at first, but he quickly intensified the kiss. He rolled her underneath him as she wrapped her arms around his neck. After about three minutes, Jess reluctantly pulled away and laid next to her again.
"How about a bedtime story?" She asked as she snuggled up to his arm.
"Sure" He grabbed Oliver Twist off of his nightstand and began reading from the beginning.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~(IN THE DINER)~
"Do you want me to go check on them?" Luke asked Lorelai.
"Nah. Let them have some time."
"Alright"
"Hey, Luke?"
"Yea"
"Want to play some bagal hockey?" Lorelai expected him to roll his eyes and just go back to filling the ketsup bottles.
"Sure" He answered.
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A/N: UGH! That was HORRIBLE, I know. Please, flame me if you must. Just let me know what you think. Oh my God, that was horrible. I'm so sorry I put you through that. If you choose to bear with me (I won't blame you if you don't), I promise the next chapter will be better. Jesus, that was BAD!
'And now for a taste of things to come...'
Excitement! Lots of excitementI hope. The towns reaction to Rory and Jess, a little bit of Dean, a little bit of "Grandma Gilmore", some Paris (and Chilton), oh yea, and some Tristan. Not all in the NEXT chapter, of course, but soon...very soon.
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. Chapter title is a quote...sadly, I don't even own that.
DISTRIBUTION: Sure, just let me know.
FEEDBACK: !PLEASE!
SPOILERS: Anything and everything you've seen and read.
E-MAIL: someone18_13@yahoo.com
A/N: Wow....I went from nothing in one week to three chapters in five days. I'm kickin' ass! I just hope that someone, anyone, cares. If ya do, let me know! PLEASE REVIEW! Or email me! Anything! Not a lot of people have been reviewing lately. If just one person cares how this turns out, I'll keep writing. But if not, I might as well stop. Just one person...let me know. Okay, enough pleading. This chapter will be Friday night (still) at the diner. At least, I think. See, I write the author notes before the actual fic, so that could easily change between now and then. Alrighty, again, I'm probably boring you so I'll just shut up now and get on with the fic...
"No use crying, just get on with your life"
The girls were driving back to Stars Hollow, both of them crying non- stop. They tried to hold back the tears while at the Gilmore residence, but once they were alone together in the Jeep, they broke down. Not a word had been said since they got in the car. They were both alone with their thoughts now. That was where they needed to be. After about fifteen minutes, Lorelai wiped her eyes and broke the silence with some dark humor.
"Well, there's a dinner to go down in the record books. That was even worse than...um, than the time...hell, I can't think of a worse dinner, can you?"
"Nope" Rory answered, her voice small and weak.
"Oh, honey. We're okay remember. We're strong, we're independant, I'm Laverne and you're Shirley, I'm ying and you're yang, I'm peanut butter and you're jelly, I'm Dr. Evil and you're mini-me. Just you and me, that's it."
"Yea, you're right" Rory managed to give her a small smile.
"Well, actually, you, me and coffee, that's it."
"Can't forget the coffee. That would be a violation of the Code of the Coffee Keepers"
"Exactly, and seeing how we're the president and the vice president, plus the only two members, we have to live up to that code."
"We should really expand our outreach program. I mean, two members is a little pathetic."
"But we're also the pres. and vice pres. That demands respect."
"You're so right."
"Hey, Luke is a memeber...sort of."
"How so?"
"He's our supplier. Whether he likes it or not, he's our third member."
"So we aren't THAT pathetic."
"Right!"
"Does he know that he's our third member?"
"Nope."
"Oh, okay then."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Lorelai pulled the Jeep up to the curb in front of Luke's. The sign on the door said 'CLOSED' but Luke was inside cleaning up. Lorelai hopped out of the car and virtually ran to the door. She began banging on the glass and yelling words like: "Lukey; help; coffee; please; dying; dinner; horrible", before Rory even got out of the car.
*Why do I feel those things towards my father, and why did I tell him like that. I am the rational one. I lay things out. I make 'Pro' and 'Con' lists. I think before I speak. I'm not impulsive{Well, maybe once}. I am logical. But not tonight. Tonight I exploded. I let out all of my pent up anger and frustration and dumped it on my dad. Then I told mom I wanted to see Jess. I don't get that. I feel this undeniable urge to be close to him. To see him. To talk to him. And mom knew and understood that. She didn't yell at me, she didn't lecture me, she just drove. Ugh, I'm so confused!*
Luke's grumbling voice and Lorelai's screech shook Rory from her reverie. She got out of the car slowly, only to witness her mom run into the diner chanting 'coffee, coffee, coffee' and Luke mumbling something about a slow and painful death.
"Hi Luke. Coffee please" Rory simply stated as she closed the door behind her. Luke didn't know what had happened, but Lorelai's scene in front of the diner and Rory's melancholy expression told him not to argue...not now.
"Where's Jess?" Lor asked, breaking the somewhat awkward silence between the three. Rory's eyes immediately lit up at the sound of Jess' name.
"Upstairs, as far as I know." Noticing the change in Rory's expression, he also added, "You can go up if you want."
"Thanks" With that, Rory took her coffee and headed up to the apartment.
~(STILL IN THE DINER)~
"Wow. What happened?" Luke questioned.
"Diner...my parents...Christopher...World War III...you know, the usual."
"Wait a minute, Christopher?"
"Yep. My darling mother and father took the liberty of inviting him to dinner. Ooo, I'm so mad."
"I guess Rory didn't take it very well."
Lorelai let out a small laugh "No. She didn't. She completely exploded. She yelled at Christopher and basically told him to stay out of her life. I can't believe I didn't see it. She must've been so upset. But she hid it. And I didn't see it. I'm a horrible parent."
"You aren't a horrible parent. You said it yourself...she hiod it. She didn't want you to worry about her."
"Yea, but still..."
"You're are a great parent Lorelai. You're the only thing Rory's ever had. It's really Christopher's loss."
"Thanks Luke." A short silence fell upon the two. "She wanted to see Jess."
"Excuse me?"
"At my parents' house. After she yelled at Chris. We were in the study and she told me that she wanted to come here to see Jess."
"Oh"
"And my mom overheard. Boy, did she have a cow. Then my dad and Chris heard, and they went off on me...Hey, Luke?"
"Hmm"
"Jess isn't that bad, is he? I mean, he's an okay kid, right?"
"Jess...well...he's had a screwed up life. He hasn't volunteered any information to me-all I know is what Liz has told me. But I think that now, especially with Rory, he's okay. He would never hurt her, if that's what you're wondering."
"Good........She really likes him, ya know."
"I kind of guessed."
"She kissed him at Sookie's wedding."
"What?"
"So Jess didn't tell you?"
"I told him not to go there. I told him to leave her alone..."
"Luke, its okay. He didn't do anyhting wrong. Rory and Dean were going to break up eventually."
"So, Rory and Jess, huh?"
"Yep, I think so"
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~(IN THE APARTMENT)~
Rory entered the apartment with her coffee. Jess wasn't anywhere in sight. *Must be in his room* She turned towards his room. The apartment was silent. No TV, no music, nothing. It was kind of weird. Ever since Jess had moved in, the apartment was NEVER silent, whether it was punk rock music or Luke yelling at him. She knocked softly on the door. Jess immediately knew that it wasn't Luke-the pounding on the door was usually accompanied by grumbling of some sort.
"Yea" He put his book down on the nightstand as she entered.
"Rory" his voice was soft and concerned upon seeing the look on her face.
"Hey Jess. Can I come in?" She motioned to his room.
"Sure. What happened?" He asked while closing the door.
"Friday night dinner." She plopped down on his bed and laid down, closing her eyes.
"Well, usually seeing your grandparents doesn't make you look like someone just ran over your cat."
"My dad was there."
"Why's that bad?"
*I haven't told him yet* "You see, my mom and dad were going to get back together...." Rory preceded to tell him the entire story. About halfway through, he laid down next to her.
"Huh"
"Yep" She wiped a lone tear away from her cheek.
"And they yelled at you because of me?"
"No, well, kind of. I mean, we were all so mad, and that just kind of set my grandma off."
"I'm sorry."
"Its not your fault."
"Yea it is. God, that stupid car accident was my fault and you're getting lectured about NOT blaming me. Everyone blamed me. Why didn't you?"
" 'Cause it wasn't your fault. I told you to keep driving, remember?"
"Why'd you tell me to keep driving?" He turned so he was looking her straight in the eyes.
"Because...well...I...you see....I wanted to spend more time with you." She answered meekly.
"And Luke didn't blame you." She added.
"Oh, so you and Luke were on my side. The entire town, including your mom, hates me."
"My mom doesn't hate you."
"Yea she does"
"Not anymore. She stood up for you and me tonight."
" 'you and me'?"
"I mean, well, yea"
"So, there's a 'you and me'?"
"If you want there to be."
"K" That was all he had to say. Rory leaned in and brushed her lips against his, softly at first, but he quickly intensified the kiss. He rolled her underneath him as she wrapped her arms around his neck. After about three minutes, Jess reluctantly pulled away and laid next to her again.
"How about a bedtime story?" She asked as she snuggled up to his arm.
"Sure" He grabbed Oliver Twist off of his nightstand and began reading from the beginning.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~(IN THE DINER)~
"Do you want me to go check on them?" Luke asked Lorelai.
"Nah. Let them have some time."
"Alright"
"Hey, Luke?"
"Yea"
"Want to play some bagal hockey?" Lorelai expected him to roll his eyes and just go back to filling the ketsup bottles.
"Sure" He answered.
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A/N: UGH! That was HORRIBLE, I know. Please, flame me if you must. Just let me know what you think. Oh my God, that was horrible. I'm so sorry I put you through that. If you choose to bear with me (I won't blame you if you don't), I promise the next chapter will be better. Jesus, that was BAD!
'And now for a taste of things to come...'
Excitement! Lots of excitementI hope. The towns reaction to Rory and Jess, a little bit of Dean, a little bit of "Grandma Gilmore", some Paris (and Chilton), oh yea, and some Tristan. Not all in the NEXT chapter, of course, but soon...very soon.
