Title: Hollow-een
Author: Bent137
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
Summary: When the Gilmores host a Halloween party, some friends show up to watch movies and engage in some tricks. But when the newer horror flicks turn out to bark worse than they bite, they decide to entertain themselves with real ghost stories.
Author's Notes: Halloween- Gilmore Girls style. Loosely based on the Dawson's Creek episode "Four Scary Stories." The first and last chapters are the longest; the others are fairly short; sorry, that's just the way it's gonna be. Each chapter, except the first and the last, are about a different character. Muchos gracias to Gracie for being my beta.
Spoilers: Will reference characters and events not found in Season One or Season Two.

Wedding Eve Hallucinations, Or Not

"That was such a 'Sookie' story," Lorelai said as she returned from having answered the door when the trick-or-treaters interrupted at the end of Sookie's story. Rory nodded in agreement.

"Do you think it was an angel?" Lane asked.

"Maybe," Sookie responded.

"That's kind of eerie," Rory said, "like you were in an alternate universe."

"Who goes next?" Jackson asked.

"Why don't you go?" Rory suggested.

"Well, okay," Jackson started, "Mine takes place the night before our wedding. I couldn't sleep, so I took some sleeping pills..."

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Jackson put a medicine bottle back inside the medicine cabinet and shut the door. He looked at himself in the mirror and sighed. 'I guess I'll go check on the garden while I'm waiting for this stuff to kick in,' he thought to himself. He walked outside and began to examine his tomato crop. They were coming along nicely. "Hey Tommies!" Jackson said to them, "I hope you're doing well." He smiled at a particularly plump tomato, "You certainly look well." He stepped back and took in the plants, "Well guys, I've got to check on the squash and peppers. Wish me luck for tomorrow."

Jackson walked over to his squash. "Well, what a lovely looking crop of squash," he said before turning towards the peppers. "Ah, beautiful peppers," he smiled and knelt in front of them, "you'll go good on a pizza or in a stir-fry." He reached out and gently cradled a nearly perfect pepper in his hand.

"Wait," he said, "what is that?" He gently touched a nub on the pepper.

"Hey!" the pepper exclaimed.

"Oh I'm sorry," Jackson began. "Wait a second, peppers can't talk." He watched in amazement as the nub seemed to grow along with three other ones. "It must be the medicine kicking in," Jackson said as he shook his head.

"Put me down!" the pepper exclaimed angrily.

Jackson gently released the pepper and backed away mumbling, "I ought to go lay down."

With a grunt the pepper swung itself off of the vine and onto the ground then ran away. Jackson groaned and stumbled back inside where he went upstairs and tumbled into his bed.

The next morning Jackson got up early and went back to his garden. "It was all some strange medicine induced hallucination," he tried to tell himself, but the pepper was still gone. A little disturbed, Jackson hurried away from the garden and went to get ready for the wedding.