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.

Jess' Footsteps in New York

"That was a short story," Jackson said as he came back from answering the door, "I practically missed it thanks to those kids."

"I don't get it," Lorelai said, "how did he react girly in that?"

"That wasn't the one I was thinking of," Jess said.

"Well, tell us the other one," Lorelai said.

"It's not my story to tell," Jess responded.

"So, tell us your story," Rory requested.

"Fine," Jess said, "mine is also short, and it's not much like any of yours. It happened when I was young, about twelve. Liz was out somewhere so I went to a friend's house for dinner. I was walking home when it happened..."

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A young Jess is walking down a dark deserted street. He passes an alley and the sound of a garbage can and cats hissing comes from it. Jess jumps and looks back at the alley. He turns and continues walking. A few minutes later footsteps can be heard. Jess picks up his pace slightly, his ears straining to listen. The footsteps also pick up their pace. Jess slows, the footsteps slow. Jess stops and glances over his shoulder. The footsteps stop and no one is behind him. Jess turns forward and begins walking, the footsteps start back up. He quickens his pace as he nears the corner, the footsteps pick up. He hurries around the corner and runs smack into two college aged guys.

"Whoa there," said one, his hair a dirty blonde hair to his companion's dark brown.

"Sorry," Jess mumbles as he looks up and recognizes the two guys. "Oh, hey Mike, hey Tim."

"Hey Jess," Tim says, "what's up?"

"Just walking home from dinner," Jess says.

"Oh," Mike says, "your mom out again?"

"Yeah."

"What happened to Jessica?" Tim inquired.

"She quit," Jess says.

"Oh," Mike says. He and Tim exchange a glance. "Well, the cops are at the building again for another domestic dispute at the Owen's place."

"Again?" Jess questioned with a frown.

"Yeah," Tim said. Jess shifted from foot to foot. "Hey do you want to come with us Jess?"

"Where are you going?"

"We're going to a friend's frat house to hang out," Mike said. "They have a game room."

"Is it some kind of party?"

"No," Tim said with a grin, "not tonight. Tonight it's just the guys."

"I guess," Jess said.

"Great," Mike said as he and Tim began to lead the way.