Two meetings, decaf, and shoes
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distribution: yeah, sure, just tell me. I like to know where to keep my family from going. :)
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Disclaimer: Not mine, not at all
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Rating: PG-13 to be safe
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Spoilers: any and all. I don't know what I'll write, or what I did write. Just be warned. I don't believe that there is any....
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Feedback: PLEASE! PLEASE! PLEASE! It makes me sooo happy. And my cousin betas or me, so don't get mad at me for any mistakes. :)
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AN: Thank you so much for the reviews. I'm positively giddy. Oh and for all those who wanted a Trory and NC-17, I recently started a new fic, called the Torso Tango It will be both so have fun! R&R!
The final bell rang and Rory sighed. She was both happy and sad that the first day of school was over. It had been a hard day. The students were inquisitive and had wanted to know heaps of information about her babies and their father. So in effort to avoid the subject of the father she had regaled the kids with tails of morning sickness at which the girls had gone 'oh my god, I'm never doing that." And the boys had exclaimed "I'm so glad I'm not a chick.." They of course all knew Rory for the most part, this was Stars Hollow. She now had to go meet Caleb. She was nervous, her heart was pounding and she was wondering if he would look like his brother. She walked out the door of the school expecting to find Jess waiting for her, instead she saw her father. She looked at him with disbelief, She had yet to tell him she was pregnant.
"Dad? Oh, wow."
"Hey Rory. How are you?"
"Im fi-." she was cut off by one of hers students walking up to her.
"Hey Miss. Gilmore, sorry to bother you, I just wanted to wish you good luck on that whole morning sickness thing. I'm never having a baby."
Rory didn't look at her dad. "Thank you Rachel, that's sweet. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Bye!"
"Wow. Rory? You got something to tell me?"
"I'm pregnant?"
"No! Really? Why didn't you tell me earlier?" he didn't sound upset at all, almost happy, if not a
little irked at not being told.
"I, I don't know. I was planning on telling you tonight actually. When I called." It was the truth, she had been planning on telling him. Just like she had for the past three weeks. She never had the nerve.
"Well I guess I should say congratulations."
"Thanks daddy."
Jess came up and kissed Rory on the cheek, wrapping his arms around her in a domestic way. She was a little confused but she knew what was going on. Chris had never liked Jess and he was trying to show him that Rory was his now.
"Well, Hi Jess. Congratulations."
"Hey. Nice to see you. Congratulations on what?"
"Your baby? Is that ringing a bell?"
"Oh. Um, Rory?' He looked at Rory before preceding, she shook her head, telling him it was okay to tell her dad. "Er...The babies aren't mine."
"Oh. Babies. Not yours. Huh." He looked from Rory to Jess and back again. "So, who is the father?"
"An old friend from Chilton."
"Oh. I just assumed. I saw you two together earlier, before school started and well..." he trailed off looking at his daughter who was stroking Jess's back.
"We're just good friends. So why are you here?"
"Oh well, I brought Colby here to see you. He misses his big sister."
"Great. I miss him too. Last time I saw him was a month ago when Sherrie stopped by."
"Yeah I know. I think were going to stay a while. He should be near his sister."
"Really? How long are you going to stay?"
"I don't know for a couple of months or so."
"A couple of months? Where are you going to stay?"
"I bought a house."
"You bought a house? That's great!"
"I'm glad your happy about this."
"Of course I'm happy about this. I miss my kid brother. I miss you." she gave him a hug. "Oh Jeez I'm late. I have to meet Caleb. I'll be at Lukes if you need me. See you soon." she kissed both men on their cheeks and walked off toward Lukes. She would give them five minutes before they were in Lukes spying on her. That was fine, they could spy if they want to. She would tell Jess everything later, and probably her dad too. She neared Lukes and slowed down a little. She saw a black Mercedes Benz parked out front. That was a little different from Tristan. He would have had a Viper or a Corvette. Something flashy, fast, and fun. Caleb's car wasn't a four door sedan, but it was closer than Tristan would ever get. Would have gotten. The past tense floored her mind for a minute. She shook the thoughts out of her head and walked in the door. She was once again floored when she saw him. They could have been twins. His hair was a little less messy than Tristan usually wore his hair. He was in a pinstripe suit where as Tris would have been wearing Khakis and a polo. He would have had white Adidas on, not shiny black loafers. He would have been drinking a mg of coffee, not writing for her to order a drink. He would have greeted her with a "Hey Mary." and a smirk. Caleb greeted her vary different.
"Hello. I'm Caleb. You must be Rory, It's very nice to meet you."
"Hi. It's nice to meet you too. How did you know it was me?"
"I was looking through Tristans sophomore yearbook. He had written notes about people in it. The note under yours stuck out, that's why I decided to do my research on you. He had always mentioned he loved a girl named Mary. It said Mary by your picture. I recognized you. and I'm rambling aren't I?"
"Just a little. I need coffee. Where is Luke? Or my mom. She can get coffee."
"Coffee? With a babies? And why can your mom get coffee."
"Decaf, and she married the owner of the diner."
"Oh, still coffee? Even if it is decaf, it can't be good for the babies."
"I asked the doctor. One cup of Decaf a day will be fine. I drink tea the rest of the time." She gave his a look that was either annoyance or anger. Maybe a mi of both.
"Okay. Well. Where is..Luke, did you say?" she nodded. "Where is Luke?"
"I'm not sure. I'll check the storeroom. Be right back." She walked back and stepped into the store room. Her mom was looking around the room and Luke was buttoning his shirt. Neither of then noticed her.
"Have you seen my bra Luke?"
"You weren't wearing one."
"Oh. I knew that.? She looked up. "Oh. Hi Rory. We were just...getting some cheese."
"In the pantry that has no refrigerator. I got it. Um Caleb and I would like coffee."
"I've got to find my bra..."
"I told you that you weren't wai-." Rory walked out and grabbed two mugs and a pot of decaf from behind the counter.
"Where are Luke and your mom?"
"Looking fro the bra my mom wasn't wearing."
"Excuse me?"
"Don't ask, you'll only get more confused."
"Okay." He looked around the diner for a few minutes. Rory finished her coffee and Jess walked in with Christopher. They waved at her.
"So....." she had no idea what to say.
"I just wanted to meet you."
"Oh."
"And I have a question."
"Okay. Ask away."
"Will you call me, when you go into labor?"
"Oh. Yeah of course. Um, will Tristans parents..."
"I'll tell them."
"Good. They should know."
"Yes. I have to go. I... it was a pleasure meeting you Rory."
"Likewise."
He got up and pulled a twenty from his wallet. He flipped it on the table and was out the door before she could say good bye.
"Hey Ror."
"Jess."
"Yeah?"
"That was just an acknowledgment."
"Oh."
"So. Movie?"
"Eh."
"That was a question."
"Oh."
"Hey for fun, you could answer it."
"Did Tristan look like that?"
"Yeah. Tris's hair was messier, and he dressed more casual."
"Lot to compete with. I mean I don't have a Mercedes. Or a trust fund."
"But I like your shoes."
"What?"
"Shoes are important. I could never date Caleb. I didn't like hi shoes." She said. She had a slight grin on her face.
"I'm still not fallowing."
"Shoes tell you a lot about a person. Almost as much as much as how they communicate does. For example, Tristan wore White Adidas when he was out of uniform. He was loose, but rich and he had to remember that. He wasn't the heir to a fortune, but he still had to behave. Now Caleb is different. He is the heir to the DuGrey fortune. So he wears respectable, boring shoes. It means that he is cute, and feels responsible for people. You. you are interesting. You were Vans. Great shoes. Your fun, wild and just a little sensible, only a little mind you. I'll let you in on a little secret. Vans are my favorite."
"Really"
"Yeah. Really."
"Coffee?"
"Tea."
"Never thought the day would come."
"You never know what's going to happen."
"Guess not."
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distribution: yeah, sure, just tell me. I like to know where to keep my family from going. :)
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Disclaimer: Not mine, not at all
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Rating: PG-13 to be safe
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Spoilers: any and all. I don't know what I'll write, or what I did write. Just be warned. I don't believe that there is any....
~~~~~~~~~
Feedback: PLEASE! PLEASE! PLEASE! It makes me sooo happy. And my cousin betas or me, so don't get mad at me for any mistakes. :)
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AN: Thank you so much for the reviews. I'm positively giddy. Oh and for all those who wanted a Trory and NC-17, I recently started a new fic, called the Torso Tango It will be both so have fun! R&R!
The final bell rang and Rory sighed. She was both happy and sad that the first day of school was over. It had been a hard day. The students were inquisitive and had wanted to know heaps of information about her babies and their father. So in effort to avoid the subject of the father she had regaled the kids with tails of morning sickness at which the girls had gone 'oh my god, I'm never doing that." And the boys had exclaimed "I'm so glad I'm not a chick.." They of course all knew Rory for the most part, this was Stars Hollow. She now had to go meet Caleb. She was nervous, her heart was pounding and she was wondering if he would look like his brother. She walked out the door of the school expecting to find Jess waiting for her, instead she saw her father. She looked at him with disbelief, She had yet to tell him she was pregnant.
"Dad? Oh, wow."
"Hey Rory. How are you?"
"Im fi-." she was cut off by one of hers students walking up to her.
"Hey Miss. Gilmore, sorry to bother you, I just wanted to wish you good luck on that whole morning sickness thing. I'm never having a baby."
Rory didn't look at her dad. "Thank you Rachel, that's sweet. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Bye!"
"Wow. Rory? You got something to tell me?"
"I'm pregnant?"
"No! Really? Why didn't you tell me earlier?" he didn't sound upset at all, almost happy, if not a
little irked at not being told.
"I, I don't know. I was planning on telling you tonight actually. When I called." It was the truth, she had been planning on telling him. Just like she had for the past three weeks. She never had the nerve.
"Well I guess I should say congratulations."
"Thanks daddy."
Jess came up and kissed Rory on the cheek, wrapping his arms around her in a domestic way. She was a little confused but she knew what was going on. Chris had never liked Jess and he was trying to show him that Rory was his now.
"Well, Hi Jess. Congratulations."
"Hey. Nice to see you. Congratulations on what?"
"Your baby? Is that ringing a bell?"
"Oh. Um, Rory?' He looked at Rory before preceding, she shook her head, telling him it was okay to tell her dad. "Er...The babies aren't mine."
"Oh. Babies. Not yours. Huh." He looked from Rory to Jess and back again. "So, who is the father?"
"An old friend from Chilton."
"Oh. I just assumed. I saw you two together earlier, before school started and well..." he trailed off looking at his daughter who was stroking Jess's back.
"We're just good friends. So why are you here?"
"Oh well, I brought Colby here to see you. He misses his big sister."
"Great. I miss him too. Last time I saw him was a month ago when Sherrie stopped by."
"Yeah I know. I think were going to stay a while. He should be near his sister."
"Really? How long are you going to stay?"
"I don't know for a couple of months or so."
"A couple of months? Where are you going to stay?"
"I bought a house."
"You bought a house? That's great!"
"I'm glad your happy about this."
"Of course I'm happy about this. I miss my kid brother. I miss you." she gave him a hug. "Oh Jeez I'm late. I have to meet Caleb. I'll be at Lukes if you need me. See you soon." she kissed both men on their cheeks and walked off toward Lukes. She would give them five minutes before they were in Lukes spying on her. That was fine, they could spy if they want to. She would tell Jess everything later, and probably her dad too. She neared Lukes and slowed down a little. She saw a black Mercedes Benz parked out front. That was a little different from Tristan. He would have had a Viper or a Corvette. Something flashy, fast, and fun. Caleb's car wasn't a four door sedan, but it was closer than Tristan would ever get. Would have gotten. The past tense floored her mind for a minute. She shook the thoughts out of her head and walked in the door. She was once again floored when she saw him. They could have been twins. His hair was a little less messy than Tristan usually wore his hair. He was in a pinstripe suit where as Tris would have been wearing Khakis and a polo. He would have had white Adidas on, not shiny black loafers. He would have been drinking a mg of coffee, not writing for her to order a drink. He would have greeted her with a "Hey Mary." and a smirk. Caleb greeted her vary different.
"Hello. I'm Caleb. You must be Rory, It's very nice to meet you."
"Hi. It's nice to meet you too. How did you know it was me?"
"I was looking through Tristans sophomore yearbook. He had written notes about people in it. The note under yours stuck out, that's why I decided to do my research on you. He had always mentioned he loved a girl named Mary. It said Mary by your picture. I recognized you. and I'm rambling aren't I?"
"Just a little. I need coffee. Where is Luke? Or my mom. She can get coffee."
"Coffee? With a babies? And why can your mom get coffee."
"Decaf, and she married the owner of the diner."
"Oh, still coffee? Even if it is decaf, it can't be good for the babies."
"I asked the doctor. One cup of Decaf a day will be fine. I drink tea the rest of the time." She gave his a look that was either annoyance or anger. Maybe a mi of both.
"Okay. Well. Where is..Luke, did you say?" she nodded. "Where is Luke?"
"I'm not sure. I'll check the storeroom. Be right back." She walked back and stepped into the store room. Her mom was looking around the room and Luke was buttoning his shirt. Neither of then noticed her.
"Have you seen my bra Luke?"
"You weren't wearing one."
"Oh. I knew that.? She looked up. "Oh. Hi Rory. We were just...getting some cheese."
"In the pantry that has no refrigerator. I got it. Um Caleb and I would like coffee."
"I've got to find my bra..."
"I told you that you weren't wai-." Rory walked out and grabbed two mugs and a pot of decaf from behind the counter.
"Where are Luke and your mom?"
"Looking fro the bra my mom wasn't wearing."
"Excuse me?"
"Don't ask, you'll only get more confused."
"Okay." He looked around the diner for a few minutes. Rory finished her coffee and Jess walked in with Christopher. They waved at her.
"So....." she had no idea what to say.
"I just wanted to meet you."
"Oh."
"And I have a question."
"Okay. Ask away."
"Will you call me, when you go into labor?"
"Oh. Yeah of course. Um, will Tristans parents..."
"I'll tell them."
"Good. They should know."
"Yes. I have to go. I... it was a pleasure meeting you Rory."
"Likewise."
He got up and pulled a twenty from his wallet. He flipped it on the table and was out the door before she could say good bye.
"Hey Ror."
"Jess."
"Yeah?"
"That was just an acknowledgment."
"Oh."
"So. Movie?"
"Eh."
"That was a question."
"Oh."
"Hey for fun, you could answer it."
"Did Tristan look like that?"
"Yeah. Tris's hair was messier, and he dressed more casual."
"Lot to compete with. I mean I don't have a Mercedes. Or a trust fund."
"But I like your shoes."
"What?"
"Shoes are important. I could never date Caleb. I didn't like hi shoes." She said. She had a slight grin on her face.
"I'm still not fallowing."
"Shoes tell you a lot about a person. Almost as much as much as how they communicate does. For example, Tristan wore White Adidas when he was out of uniform. He was loose, but rich and he had to remember that. He wasn't the heir to a fortune, but he still had to behave. Now Caleb is different. He is the heir to the DuGrey fortune. So he wears respectable, boring shoes. It means that he is cute, and feels responsible for people. You. you are interesting. You were Vans. Great shoes. Your fun, wild and just a little sensible, only a little mind you. I'll let you in on a little secret. Vans are my favorite."
"Really"
"Yeah. Really."
"Coffee?"
"Tea."
"Never thought the day would come."
"You never know what's going to happen."
"Guess not."