Chapter 5
"Good morning sunshine." Lorelai smiled, taking a seat on her daughter's bed. Rory was entangled in the blankets, the sheet pulled over her head.
"Go away," Rory mumbled from under the covers.
"Do you want anything to eat for breakfast?"
She peeked out from under the blanket. "Are you cooking?" she asked nervously.
"Sorry to disappoint you, but no. I was going to have Jess bring some food over since you're trapped in bed all day. I don't want to make it any worse by making you food."
"That's very thoughtful of you." Rory smiled then pulled the blanket back over her head. "I'm tired."
"I know." Lorelai laughed then pulled the blanket down. "What do you want?"
"Ummm, can I have scrambled eggs?" she asked.
"Of course," she replied and got up to call.
"Oh, and pancakes with syrup and blueberries. Can you ask him to make chocolate chip pancakes too?" Rory added quickly.
"You got it." she headed for the door again.
"Does Luke make Belgian waffles?"
"Don't know...but he makes regular ones."
"I guess that's fine. I'll have two orders," she told Lorelai, who laughed.
"Jeez, the cravings are kicking in already." Lorelai came back 10 minutes later phone in hand. "Your feast will arrive shortly."
"Good, I'm starving."
"Okay, I've been avoiding this all morning."
"What?"
"Since you're on bed rest I decided to ask your grandparents to our humble home for dinner," Lorelai told her, looking at the phone.
"Do I have to tell them?" Rory questioned nervously.
"No, of course not. Just wear really big sweat shirts when ever you see them and I'll tell them that you've been eating like a pig," Lorelai joked. "I'm sure they will believe it to because you'll be shoveling in the Friday night dinner so fast there won't be any left for anyone else."
"Ha ha, very funny." Rory rolled her eyes.
"Sorry kid, but they gotta know," Lorelai smiled, rubbing her shoulder. "But look at the bright side, after you tell them, they won't talk to you for at least a week so maybe we won't have to have dinner with them next Friday."
"Under each cloud there's a silver lining," Rory joked. "I think you should tell them though. I mean I can't get stressed out remember."
"You know what, some times I don't like you." Lorelai snapped her fingers. Rory was right it could be bad for the baby.
"Yeah, and besides how could you have them here anyway? As pointed out in out previous conversation... you don't cook."
"Damn, another good point. You're on a roll today sister." She clicked the phone on. "I'll just tell her we can't come to dinner tonight. She'll understand, right?"
"Hello. Gilmore resisdence," the cheery voice of one of the maids answered.
"Wow. I wish you were my mother," Lorelai replied.
"Excuse me?" the women asked, confused.
"Oh, sorry. Is Emily home? Tell her it's Lorelai." She waited a minute for the maid to find her mother.
"Lorelai?" Emily sounded surprised that she was calling.
"Yeah. Mom. Hey," she stuttered. "Rory is ummm... sick?"
"Was that a question or a statement?"
"Statement," Lorelai replied. "So I was just calling to say that... well, is it okay if we don't come tonight?"
"Absolutely not." Emily said sternly. "Tell Rory to take some aspirin or whatever you give a sick child. She'll be fine by tonight."
"Um, I doubt that."
"I don't care. Your father has invited a Harvard graduate to dinner. He wants Rory to meet him. He is a very important person at the college and he has a lot of influence on who does and doesn't get in. This is very important for Rory's future, Lorelai, and we expect you to be there. Don't embarrass us."
"Mom, I don't know if this is a good time. I mean, Rory really can't be leaving the house."
"I'm not going to have Rory miss this oppurtunity just because she's has a little bug. I'll see you tonight. Goodbye." Emily hung up the phone before Lorelai could protest.
"I hate when she does that!" she clicked the phone off.
"What happened?"
"Well, your wonderful grandparents have a Harvard graduate coming to dinner and you must be there," Lorelai sighed copying Emily's voice.
"Whats the point? I'm not going to Harvard anymore, Mom."
"What? Sure you are."
"Umm, hello." she pointed to her stomach. "Even if I do graduate high school we'll have to use all of our money on the baby."
"I'm sure your grandparents will help with your college stuff."
"Fine, but what happens when I'm in college? My grades will be horrible anyway because I'll be spending all my time taking care of the baby. I'll have no time to study."
"Jess can help you, Rory. You'll work something out."
"That's another thing. You don't think that Jess is going to move to Boston, do you? I can't expect him to go there just for me. I'm going to a school close to home where we can be with you and Jess and Luke."
"Rory, forget Jess, this is your future your talking about here," Lorelai tried not to yell.
"No, Mom. Jess is my future. The baby is my future. I have to plan my life around them. Not the other way around." Rory was beginning to get upset.
"Everything is so wrong now," Lorelai sighed. She stared at her lap for a minute then looked up. "Oh God, I'm my mother."
"What?"
"I'm trying to control your life. I'm telling what to do," she told her only half serious. "You have to help me. Don't let me turn into her."
"Mom, believe me when I say you are nothing like grandma."
"Oh,thank God." Lorelai put her hand on her chest.
"RING, RING," the doorbell sounded
"Oh, food. Finally." Rory sat up with excitment as her mom left to get the door. A few minutes later Jess came into her room.
"Hey. How are you feeling?"
"Hi.Tired," she replied. "I have to go to my grandparents tonight for dinner."
"Are you going to tell them?" Jess wondered taking a seat on her bed.
"I don't know. They have this big important Harvard guy coming," Rory sighed.
"Why do you look so sad? That's a good thing right?"
"It doesn't matter. It's not like I'm going there."
"Going where? To your grandparents?"
"No, Harvard."
"What are you talking about? Of course you're going." Jess told her. "Don't think for one minute that you're not going to get in."
"It's not that, Jess. I just don't think I'm gonna go to college, with the baby and everything." She looked down and pretended to study her hands.
"Rory, you are not only going to college, but you're going to Harvard." Jess demanded.
"Think about this, Jess. Even if I do get in, I'm pretty sure the Harvard dorms frown upon screaming infants. I'll have to get my own apartment, find time to somehow study, go to class and get a job. I can't do it. I'm only one person."
"Yeah, you are, but that's what I'm here for." she could see the sincerity in Jess's eyes. "You aren't alone in this Rory."
"I can't ask you to move to Boston."
"You aren't asking me. I'm telling you that's what iIm going to do. From now on I'm going to work really hard in school, I'll get a tutor and bring my grades up. I'll get into Boston college and we'll get an apartment together. It won't be big or nice or anything, but it will be ours."
"Jess, are you sure you want this? Just because we're going to have a baby doesn't mean you have to be with me. I don't want to be with you unless I know that you are there because you love me and not because you're supposed to be."
"Rory, I know that this is going to sound really weird coming from me because you were with Dean and I never got a chance to tell you how I feel." He laughed at himself. "This is so corny but I'll say it anyway. I really care about you. When I came to this stupid town you were the only good thing that I could find, the only reason to stay here. I had a chance to leave this place and go home, but I stayed because of you." He looked down trying to fight the urge to kiss her.
Rory smiled shyly. "Really?" she questioned as a tear rolled down her cheek. "Must be those hormones," she joked and wiped her tear away. She grinned again and took his hand. "Thank you for telling me that."
Jess couldn't resist the tempation anymore, he leaned over and kissed her lips softly then pulled away. "You're welcome."
"Hey, food's ready in the living room" Lorelai called from the kitchen. "I made the couch nice and comfy for you Ror."
"I should get back to the diner. Luke must be freaking out that I was gone this long." He stood and helped Rory out of bed. "Call me if you need me."
"I will." She smiled then leaned up and kissed him again. "I like doing that."
"Yeah, it's not bad." he smirked, recieving a whack from Rory. "I'll see you later." He left her room as she made her way out and found her mom waiting in the kitchen, arms crossed.
"Don't get your hopes up, kid." Lorelai spoke sternly.
"What do you mean?"
"I heard what he said. That he cares about you and he'll always be there for you." Lorelai shook her head. "Christopher said the exact same thing."
"Jess isn't Dad." Rory told her softly before walking into the living room, feeling angry. Her mom was right and she hated to admit it. She knew that she shouldn't get her hopes up, but she couldn't help it. There was something about the look in Jess's eyes that told her he was going to do his best to keep his promises. She believed that he would be there for her.
( Chapter 6: Rory and Lorelai go to Friday night dinner at the Gilmore house and things go horribly wrong.)
"Good morning sunshine." Lorelai smiled, taking a seat on her daughter's bed. Rory was entangled in the blankets, the sheet pulled over her head.
"Go away," Rory mumbled from under the covers.
"Do you want anything to eat for breakfast?"
She peeked out from under the blanket. "Are you cooking?" she asked nervously.
"Sorry to disappoint you, but no. I was going to have Jess bring some food over since you're trapped in bed all day. I don't want to make it any worse by making you food."
"That's very thoughtful of you." Rory smiled then pulled the blanket back over her head. "I'm tired."
"I know." Lorelai laughed then pulled the blanket down. "What do you want?"
"Ummm, can I have scrambled eggs?" she asked.
"Of course," she replied and got up to call.
"Oh, and pancakes with syrup and blueberries. Can you ask him to make chocolate chip pancakes too?" Rory added quickly.
"You got it." she headed for the door again.
"Does Luke make Belgian waffles?"
"Don't know...but he makes regular ones."
"I guess that's fine. I'll have two orders," she told Lorelai, who laughed.
"Jeez, the cravings are kicking in already." Lorelai came back 10 minutes later phone in hand. "Your feast will arrive shortly."
"Good, I'm starving."
"Okay, I've been avoiding this all morning."
"What?"
"Since you're on bed rest I decided to ask your grandparents to our humble home for dinner," Lorelai told her, looking at the phone.
"Do I have to tell them?" Rory questioned nervously.
"No, of course not. Just wear really big sweat shirts when ever you see them and I'll tell them that you've been eating like a pig," Lorelai joked. "I'm sure they will believe it to because you'll be shoveling in the Friday night dinner so fast there won't be any left for anyone else."
"Ha ha, very funny." Rory rolled her eyes.
"Sorry kid, but they gotta know," Lorelai smiled, rubbing her shoulder. "But look at the bright side, after you tell them, they won't talk to you for at least a week so maybe we won't have to have dinner with them next Friday."
"Under each cloud there's a silver lining," Rory joked. "I think you should tell them though. I mean I can't get stressed out remember."
"You know what, some times I don't like you." Lorelai snapped her fingers. Rory was right it could be bad for the baby.
"Yeah, and besides how could you have them here anyway? As pointed out in out previous conversation... you don't cook."
"Damn, another good point. You're on a roll today sister." She clicked the phone on. "I'll just tell her we can't come to dinner tonight. She'll understand, right?"
"Hello. Gilmore resisdence," the cheery voice of one of the maids answered.
"Wow. I wish you were my mother," Lorelai replied.
"Excuse me?" the women asked, confused.
"Oh, sorry. Is Emily home? Tell her it's Lorelai." She waited a minute for the maid to find her mother.
"Lorelai?" Emily sounded surprised that she was calling.
"Yeah. Mom. Hey," she stuttered. "Rory is ummm... sick?"
"Was that a question or a statement?"
"Statement," Lorelai replied. "So I was just calling to say that... well, is it okay if we don't come tonight?"
"Absolutely not." Emily said sternly. "Tell Rory to take some aspirin or whatever you give a sick child. She'll be fine by tonight."
"Um, I doubt that."
"I don't care. Your father has invited a Harvard graduate to dinner. He wants Rory to meet him. He is a very important person at the college and he has a lot of influence on who does and doesn't get in. This is very important for Rory's future, Lorelai, and we expect you to be there. Don't embarrass us."
"Mom, I don't know if this is a good time. I mean, Rory really can't be leaving the house."
"I'm not going to have Rory miss this oppurtunity just because she's has a little bug. I'll see you tonight. Goodbye." Emily hung up the phone before Lorelai could protest.
"I hate when she does that!" she clicked the phone off.
"What happened?"
"Well, your wonderful grandparents have a Harvard graduate coming to dinner and you must be there," Lorelai sighed copying Emily's voice.
"Whats the point? I'm not going to Harvard anymore, Mom."
"What? Sure you are."
"Umm, hello." she pointed to her stomach. "Even if I do graduate high school we'll have to use all of our money on the baby."
"I'm sure your grandparents will help with your college stuff."
"Fine, but what happens when I'm in college? My grades will be horrible anyway because I'll be spending all my time taking care of the baby. I'll have no time to study."
"Jess can help you, Rory. You'll work something out."
"That's another thing. You don't think that Jess is going to move to Boston, do you? I can't expect him to go there just for me. I'm going to a school close to home where we can be with you and Jess and Luke."
"Rory, forget Jess, this is your future your talking about here," Lorelai tried not to yell.
"No, Mom. Jess is my future. The baby is my future. I have to plan my life around them. Not the other way around." Rory was beginning to get upset.
"Everything is so wrong now," Lorelai sighed. She stared at her lap for a minute then looked up. "Oh God, I'm my mother."
"What?"
"I'm trying to control your life. I'm telling what to do," she told her only half serious. "You have to help me. Don't let me turn into her."
"Mom, believe me when I say you are nothing like grandma."
"Oh,thank God." Lorelai put her hand on her chest.
"RING, RING," the doorbell sounded
"Oh, food. Finally." Rory sat up with excitment as her mom left to get the door. A few minutes later Jess came into her room.
"Hey. How are you feeling?"
"Hi.Tired," she replied. "I have to go to my grandparents tonight for dinner."
"Are you going to tell them?" Jess wondered taking a seat on her bed.
"I don't know. They have this big important Harvard guy coming," Rory sighed.
"Why do you look so sad? That's a good thing right?"
"It doesn't matter. It's not like I'm going there."
"Going where? To your grandparents?"
"No, Harvard."
"What are you talking about? Of course you're going." Jess told her. "Don't think for one minute that you're not going to get in."
"It's not that, Jess. I just don't think I'm gonna go to college, with the baby and everything." She looked down and pretended to study her hands.
"Rory, you are not only going to college, but you're going to Harvard." Jess demanded.
"Think about this, Jess. Even if I do get in, I'm pretty sure the Harvard dorms frown upon screaming infants. I'll have to get my own apartment, find time to somehow study, go to class and get a job. I can't do it. I'm only one person."
"Yeah, you are, but that's what I'm here for." she could see the sincerity in Jess's eyes. "You aren't alone in this Rory."
"I can't ask you to move to Boston."
"You aren't asking me. I'm telling you that's what iIm going to do. From now on I'm going to work really hard in school, I'll get a tutor and bring my grades up. I'll get into Boston college and we'll get an apartment together. It won't be big or nice or anything, but it will be ours."
"Jess, are you sure you want this? Just because we're going to have a baby doesn't mean you have to be with me. I don't want to be with you unless I know that you are there because you love me and not because you're supposed to be."
"Rory, I know that this is going to sound really weird coming from me because you were with Dean and I never got a chance to tell you how I feel." He laughed at himself. "This is so corny but I'll say it anyway. I really care about you. When I came to this stupid town you were the only good thing that I could find, the only reason to stay here. I had a chance to leave this place and go home, but I stayed because of you." He looked down trying to fight the urge to kiss her.
Rory smiled shyly. "Really?" she questioned as a tear rolled down her cheek. "Must be those hormones," she joked and wiped her tear away. She grinned again and took his hand. "Thank you for telling me that."
Jess couldn't resist the tempation anymore, he leaned over and kissed her lips softly then pulled away. "You're welcome."
"Hey, food's ready in the living room" Lorelai called from the kitchen. "I made the couch nice and comfy for you Ror."
"I should get back to the diner. Luke must be freaking out that I was gone this long." He stood and helped Rory out of bed. "Call me if you need me."
"I will." She smiled then leaned up and kissed him again. "I like doing that."
"Yeah, it's not bad." he smirked, recieving a whack from Rory. "I'll see you later." He left her room as she made her way out and found her mom waiting in the kitchen, arms crossed.
"Don't get your hopes up, kid." Lorelai spoke sternly.
"What do you mean?"
"I heard what he said. That he cares about you and he'll always be there for you." Lorelai shook her head. "Christopher said the exact same thing."
"Jess isn't Dad." Rory told her softly before walking into the living room, feeling angry. Her mom was right and she hated to admit it. She knew that she shouldn't get her hopes up, but she couldn't help it. There was something about the look in Jess's eyes that told her he was going to do his best to keep his promises. She believed that he would be there for her.
( Chapter 6: Rory and Lorelai go to Friday night dinner at the Gilmore house and things go horribly wrong.)