Heavy Glow's A/N: This story takes place in the 1800's sometime, where there were cowboys, highway men, bankers, rogues, and the low down dirty scum that frequented small dusty cow poke towns. This is also a joint collaboration of ShadowGoddess (Author of "Meet The Folks: GG Style") and Heavy Glow (Author of "Drafted") Reviews would be appreciated, we don't quite know where we are headed with this.



ShadowGoddess's A/N: Yeah we really don't know where we're going. But me and my partner in crime Heavy Glow have been plotting this for a while, so I hope you guys love it and leave us lots of reviews!





PROLOGUE





They watched as the stranger rode into town as dusk began to settle on the small western town. The men watched with questioning eyes as he dismounted in front of the well-known Bed and Breakfast. The women watched in awe of the cowboy, all of them gazing at his dashing good looks. They whispered, wondered who this young man could be. The sheriff sat in his wicker chair as he watched the cowboy tie his horse. He got up and walked over.



"You," he stated. The cowboy turned toward him. "Yeah, you. Now boy, You ain't better be lookin' for no trouble. Y' hear me?"



The young man looked at him- glancing at his badge. He definitely wasn't looking for trouble, especially with the law. He had too much going on already. Shaking his head in reply, "I assure you, I'm only passing through."



The sheriff headed back to his post in front of the jail, watching as he entered the hotel. He hated new people coming into his town, and there was something about that boy that made him take a instant dislike to him.



"Dad, who was that?" The sheriff's son asked. "He looks like trouble. He looks like he should be locked up with the rest of the scum of this town."



"He does look like trouble son," The sheriff nodded. "But he hasn't committed a crime...yet. We'll surely keep a eye on him while he's in our part of town."



"I should warn Rory about him, I don't want his kind around her and Lorelai," The sheriff's son said.



"They might have to give him a room, Lor's is the only B&B in town," The sheriff said. "But don't worry son, he won't be sticking around long- I'll make sure of that."



A young girl watched the scene between the cowboy and the sheriff.. She also wondered who he was, and what he was doing here. No one came to Stars Hollow unless they had business here. What kind of business could he possibly have? She rushed in through the back door of the Bed and Breakfast. She rushed to the front of the house to see if the stranger was checking in, she was curious as to who he was. She watched as he sauntered up to the desk.

No one was at the desk to help him, so she walked over to assist him. What better way to find about a stranger, than to meet him yourself?



"Can I help you?" The girl asked shyly.



"I'd like a room please." The young cowboy replied.



"Your name, and how long you'll be stayin' with us?"



"Troy.. Troy Denver" The guy replied. "And I don't know how long I'll be stayin."

Troy? The girl thought.



The girl smiled at him, "Nice to meet you Troy, you're going to be staying in room 29, it's on the second floor. Would you like me to show you?"



"If you aren't too busy," Troy replied, glancing around the brightly lit foyer of the Bed and Breakfast.



"Follow me, " The young girl said. "You must not be staying long, because you don't have much luggage. That would be a shame because the B&B is such a nice place."



"I'm sure it is," Troy said following the girl upstairs.



"There's breakfast everyday at seven, you should come- all the usuals will be there- Kirk, Ms. Patty, Taylor, My bestfriend Lane, and sometimes her mother- well hardly ever her mother," The girl rambled on nervously. She didn't know what it was about this stranger- but being in his presence made her so nervous. "And of course the Sheriff and his son will be there."



"The Sheriff?" Troy repeated. Well, that was someone he didn't want to run into.



"Yep, and I know you said you didn't know how long you'd be staying- but I wouldn't mind introducing you around if you want."



"That wouldn't be necessary," Troy said. "I could be gone by tomorrow for all I know."



"Oh," Was all the girl could say. "Well here's your room, enjoy your stay."



Troy just nodded and opened the door to his room and closed it, leaving the girl in the hall outside the room, just as her mother came walking through.



"Well he's certainly goes out of his way to be social," Rory muttered sarcastically. "Strangers."



"But what a handsome young stranger indeed," Her mother said when she reached her. "He's a new guest of ours? he'll certainly give the guys around here some competition.



Rory rolled her eyes, "What does it matter? I doubt he'll be in town long."



Lorelai smiled, "Looks like someone's eyes have been wandering."



"Oh please Mom, I have the perfect boyfriend," Rory said. "My eyes never wander."



Her mother scoffed, "You can't be serious, I may be married- but I still can see how gorgeous Dr. Landry is. I've been known to feign ill."



Rory shook her head in mock disappointment, "Aha! I knew you were pretending when you said you broke your ankle!"



"You're not going to get me to admit to anything," Lorelai said with a smirk.



"I don't know what to do about you Mom," Rory said with a defeated look for show only. "Anyway, have you seen Jess?"



"Not since breakfast," Lorelai answered.



"Just great," Rory muttered. "I'm worried about him, he's still hanging with those MacDougal boys."



"Luke and I aren't happy about it either," Lorelai said with a sigh. "It's because of those MacDougal's, Jess got into it with Roger's gang."



"I don't know what I'll do if Jess comes home again with another split lip," Rory said.



"But at least Jess gave Roger that black eye!" Lorelai said with a proud smile.



"You're a bad influence I swear," Rory said.



Troy Denver, was getting settled in his room when all of a sudden his bedroom window started to inch up.



"What the?-" Troy started and walked over to the window.



Then a dark head popped into the room through the window.



"Who the heck are you?" They both asked each other in unison.



"I'm renting this room," Troy answered. "A better question would be: why are you breaking into my room?"



The dark head, pushed himself into the room, and hurriedly closed the window and locked it.

"What? Rory promised she'd never let Lorelai rent this room out! It's the only one connected to the roof- and I need to use this window to get out of situations if you know what I mean."



"Situations?" Troy asked. "Is someone after you?"



The guy laughed, "Just Roger Ewing and his gang- I can handle them. But that doesn't mean I want to get caught by them."



"Are you sure everything's fine?" Troy asked.



"Everything'll be fine," The guy assured. "Roger would never try to come into the B&B, my Uncle would go after them with out a second thought, and my step cousin is dating the sheriff's son- believe me, Roger's gang isn't all that tough."



Troy nodded, what was he thinking coming to this town? The Sheriff threatened him as soon as he got in, and now he was helping someone out of a situation? He wanted to get away, not find himself in more trouble.



"I hope you don't mind me using that window, I might have to use it more than once though," The guy said.



"It's not a problem," Troy said. "I won't be in town that long."



"That's too bad," The guy said. "Stars Hollow is a wacky place once you get use to it."



Troy just stared at him. Okay what did he mean by that?



"I'll be seeing ya!" The guy said, then he walked out of Troy's room and closed the door behind him.