A/N: Chapter Fifteen! It's the wedding day (Saturday, November 12, 2016, if you were wondering)…
I rewrote this chapter because a lot of what happened didn't make sense. But I think it's got the basic stuff in it that I wanted it to have.
Also, I'd like to thank dodgerluv for mentioning that Rory should have thought more about the comment Dean made about her marrying Jess. I added some more thoughts in her 'thinking' scene. I knew there was a reason I made Dean say that! LOL.
I'm sorry this chapter was so short. The next one will hopefully be longer.
One last thing! And then I'll let you read the story. I have just realized something. I am ashamed of myself. I am a horrible procrastinator, and I'm not getting everything from my classes that I could be, because I'm not really trying. So I'm going to really try, starting with learning everything I should have learned in my classes this past semester. Meaning that I'm going to be doing a lot of reading. And I'm not going to be reading that much fan fiction anymore. I used to spend hours reading the stuff, but now I'm just going to keep up on the stuff that I've already started, and even that might take a while. So I'm really sorry. But I'm going to keep up on this story because I PROMISED you guys that I would get a chapter out every other day. And that's what I'm going to do.
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: R/T, R/J
Disclaimer: I do not own "Gilmore Girls." That is owned by Amy Sherman-Palladino and the WB. I do, however, own most of this storyline (some was taken from previous episodes), so steal that and I will haunt you for the rest of your life.
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Rory woke up in a deep sweat. Her wedding dress.
"Oh my God," she whispered.
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Lorelai smiled in her sleep. Yeah, there you go… suddenly she was jerked awake. "Wha…" she mumbled. "Who's there? I was having a good dream! The Munchkins were feeding me chocolate."
Rory almost laughed, but held it in. "Mom, we've got to go."
"Oh my God! We're late, aren't we? Oh, God, I knew it." Lorelai jolted up in bed, then blinked. "Wait a minute." She looked out the window. "It's still dark outside," then she glanced at her clock. "Hon, it's three o'clock in the morning." She laughed. "We're not going to be late."
"Oh yes we are," Rory said. She moved around the room, throwing clothes into the suitcase she was holding.
"Rory, what are you doing?" Lorelai frowned at her daughter.
"What does it look like?"
"Oh my God. You're running away," she gasped, throwing her legs over the side of the bed, staring at her 32-year-old daughter.
"And you're coming with me."
"What? No I'm not."
"Oh yes you are. Remember Max? You owe me."
"Oh God." Lorelai groaned and fell back into bed.
Rory glanced back at her and frowned. "Where's Luke?" She asked, looking at the empty spot beside her mother.
"After the bachelor party they all decided to sleep at the Inn. Keep Tristan company."
"Oh."
Lorelai got out of bed and helped her daughter finish packing the suitcase. "Rory, are you sure?"
"Yeah, I'm sure."
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Rory started the car and they drove out of the driveway. Tricia was sleeping in the back seat. They'd barely been able to get her out of the house before she fell back asleep. Lorelai was sitting in the passenger's seat.
"What made you change your mind?" Lorelai asked her daughter quietly.
"My wedding dress." Rory's eyes filled with tears. "Do you remember the day before you married Luke? You were talking about how you'd tried on your wedding dress every night. You said that you hadn't done that when you were going to marry Max."
"Hon, I don't want you to stop your wedding just because of that. I mean, everyone's different."
"No, it's the fact that I haven't even looked at it since you finished making the adjustments two weeks ago. I've stayed away from the closet like it's infected. I was scared to look at it, even though I didn't admit it to myself until this morning."
Lorelai shook her head. How did this happen?
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"Rory, have you called anyone?" Lorelai asked a half hour later.
"Oh my God!" She spotted a rest area and pulled over. "I have to call Lane and Tristan and Grandma … oh, God. Grandma." She pounded her head on the steering wheel a few times before pulling out her cell phone and dialing.
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Lane cursed as she heard the phone ring. She rolled over, trying to ignore it. Finally the ringing stopped, and she gave a sigh of relief. But then it started again. Lane groaned and lifted her head, and picked up the phone.
"Whoever this is better have a damn good reason to be calling at—" She glanced at the clock. "—four o'clock in the morning?! Are you insane?"
"Lane?" Huh. That sounded like Rory. She wasn't that insane.
"Yeah…" Lane rolled onto her back.
"You know, you might want to reconsider how you answer your phone. What if this had been your mother?"
"Rory, you better not have called me at four in the morning to talk about phone etiquette. Speaking of which, why are you calling me this early? Your wedding isn't for another six hours. Surely you don't need that much prep time."
"Yeah…look, Lane? I need you to spread the word to all the Stars Hollow people that the wedding is cancelled."
And then Lane, still in a shocked state, heard Rory hang up the phone.
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Rory pulled up to the hotel.
"Where are we?" Tricia asked her mother, albeit a bit groggily, as she had just been shaken awake.
"I have no idea."
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A/N: Thanks for reviewing chapter 14: Dani, destiny, dodgerluv, flossie, Genevah, girldevil, ILUVJESS4EVA, jessgurly, jesslover, mandie, Melissa Larkin, Ren, Sarah V., and the one anonymous reviewer.
Oh, and if any of you Literati fans want to read a pure Literati, no Tristan and Dean included, check out another one of my stories, "Just As Long As I Have Breath." It's a songfic, but there's not that much song.
My other story is called "Le Journal de Lissa Guillame." I don't have the specific pairing on that one because it's going to be R/D, R/J, R/T. I don't have the guys in yet, but I will eventually. Just one short chapter so far.
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