Title: Hemingway and Memory-loss
Disclaimer: Once again, sadly, I do not own any of the Gilmore Girl characters; I'll get over it sooner or later. *sigh*
Story time: This is Season 3 taking place with a spin on it by me. All of season 2 still exists, the kiss still happened; the car wreck was there, Lorelei isn't however mad at Luke anymore. I so hope you got the jist of what I just said. Lol *nervous laugh*
AN: This is from Rory's POV; I put Rory's thoughts in italics in this portion and probably will from now on, so Rory's thoughts are in italics. :o) Oh and if you see a couple of "Dead"s in there, sorry! I accidentally keep typing Dead instead of Dean-I'll still go through and look but if I miss some, you know what happened. ;o) And while we're on the subject of Dean, keep in mind that I do not hate Dean-so please don't flame me :o) Jared is an excellent actor. I think I'm done now, so enjoy the story!
"Hemmingway," I say hopefully not frightening him.
"He's a good guy," Jess comments.
"So what're you doing out here?" I ask him.
"Well, I thought it was a nice night for fishin'," He says sarcastically.
"So you grabbed your coat, book, and candle to read under the stars?"
"You know there's nothing better than that. At least that's what I've always thought."
Am I dreaming or is he psychic? Ok, I'm now speechless-I'm stunned, it's almost like he heard me in the square, but then again he wasn't there. I wipe my hands on the side of my pants-they're all clammy now. What does that mean-clammy? I mean, why do they say you're clammy when you're-.
"Rory? You ok?" Jess interrupts my thoughts.
"Oh-erm-I'm fine. Do you mind if I stay with you here and read?" I ask with some hope in my voice.
"Shouldn't you be with your boyfriend?"
"What? Boyfriend?" I ask confused.
"Dean? Or are you guys-"
"Oh, umm no, we're still together."
I see Jess sigh even in the dark, then he goes back to reading.
Did I just forget I had a boyfriend? What's wrong with me tonight? "Geh"
"Excuse me?"
"Oh, nothing, so I guess I'll go if you don't want me here," I tell him in a hurt voice. Am I hurt because he doesn't want me to stay? Last time I checked, I liked Dean. Geeze, I must've had one too many cookies tonight.
"No, stay-I want you-" he pauses.
Wait- aren't the words 'to stay' supposed to come now?
"-To stay.with me" he finally finishes.
Ahh, thank you-wait, he said with me. Maybe-
"So, whatcha reading today?" He says abruptly obviously wanting to change the subject.
I sigh. I would like to go back to the way we were talking-with that innocence and flirtation in that soft voice. Oh, Dean, I bite my lip at the confusion I'm in now.
"Rory?"
I'm so going to hit myself with a frying pan when I get home, that is if I can find one.
"Oh, a biography of John Lennon."
"You seem preoccupied or something. Do you need to tell me something?" he asks me with what seems like hope in his voice.
I can't tell him that, well I don't know what I can't tell him yet, but I'm going to figure it out. I don't know what's wrong with me; maybe there isn't anything wrong with me though. I shake my head at the thought and dismiss it.
"No-I-the sky is just so beautiful tonight," I say looking up.
I know he's looking at me-I can feel those brown eyes burning a hole into me. His eyes are so gorgeous. I look down into them and we stare at each other for a minute or so. This is on my list of Top 10 freaky/neat things for certain.
"Yeah, beautiful," -he looks at me and continues- "Can I kiss you now?" he asks me.
I'm paralyzed. I was hoping that he would. It's wrong but all I can do is nod. It's like he taken over my whole body and I have no control. I've never been this way before. We start kissing each other and all is forgotten-Dean is forgotten-our candles drop out of our hands into the river and burn out. We continue in a deep embrace. I suddenly remember that breathing is a good thing. I look at Jess who still has his arms around me and I'm breathing heavily.
"I have to go"
I start to get up and he still has my arm in his hand.
"I'm sorry"
"Don't be" I reply and smile at him.
I leave the bridge-get home smiling then remember I forgot John Lennon on the bridge with Jess. Mom comes in.
"You've had but one call, my lady"
"Who?" I ask excitedly hoping it was Jess.
Who do you think, girlie.Dean," she giggles and leaves me with my mouth wide open and the color drained from my face.
"Dean"
End Chapter 2-Ok, so I had some spare time tonight and thought I'd go ahead and put this up. Back later with Chapter 3!
Disclaimer: Once again, sadly, I do not own any of the Gilmore Girl characters; I'll get over it sooner or later. *sigh*
Story time: This is Season 3 taking place with a spin on it by me. All of season 2 still exists, the kiss still happened; the car wreck was there, Lorelei isn't however mad at Luke anymore. I so hope you got the jist of what I just said. Lol *nervous laugh*
AN: This is from Rory's POV; I put Rory's thoughts in italics in this portion and probably will from now on, so Rory's thoughts are in italics. :o) Oh and if you see a couple of "Dead"s in there, sorry! I accidentally keep typing Dead instead of Dean-I'll still go through and look but if I miss some, you know what happened. ;o) And while we're on the subject of Dean, keep in mind that I do not hate Dean-so please don't flame me :o) Jared is an excellent actor. I think I'm done now, so enjoy the story!
"Hemmingway," I say hopefully not frightening him.
"He's a good guy," Jess comments.
"So what're you doing out here?" I ask him.
"Well, I thought it was a nice night for fishin'," He says sarcastically.
"So you grabbed your coat, book, and candle to read under the stars?"
"You know there's nothing better than that. At least that's what I've always thought."
Am I dreaming or is he psychic? Ok, I'm now speechless-I'm stunned, it's almost like he heard me in the square, but then again he wasn't there. I wipe my hands on the side of my pants-they're all clammy now. What does that mean-clammy? I mean, why do they say you're clammy when you're-.
"Rory? You ok?" Jess interrupts my thoughts.
"Oh-erm-I'm fine. Do you mind if I stay with you here and read?" I ask with some hope in my voice.
"Shouldn't you be with your boyfriend?"
"What? Boyfriend?" I ask confused.
"Dean? Or are you guys-"
"Oh, umm no, we're still together."
I see Jess sigh even in the dark, then he goes back to reading.
Did I just forget I had a boyfriend? What's wrong with me tonight? "Geh"
"Excuse me?"
"Oh, nothing, so I guess I'll go if you don't want me here," I tell him in a hurt voice. Am I hurt because he doesn't want me to stay? Last time I checked, I liked Dean. Geeze, I must've had one too many cookies tonight.
"No, stay-I want you-" he pauses.
Wait- aren't the words 'to stay' supposed to come now?
"-To stay.with me" he finally finishes.
Ahh, thank you-wait, he said with me. Maybe-
"So, whatcha reading today?" He says abruptly obviously wanting to change the subject.
I sigh. I would like to go back to the way we were talking-with that innocence and flirtation in that soft voice. Oh, Dean, I bite my lip at the confusion I'm in now.
"Rory?"
I'm so going to hit myself with a frying pan when I get home, that is if I can find one.
"Oh, a biography of John Lennon."
"You seem preoccupied or something. Do you need to tell me something?" he asks me with what seems like hope in his voice.
I can't tell him that, well I don't know what I can't tell him yet, but I'm going to figure it out. I don't know what's wrong with me; maybe there isn't anything wrong with me though. I shake my head at the thought and dismiss it.
"No-I-the sky is just so beautiful tonight," I say looking up.
I know he's looking at me-I can feel those brown eyes burning a hole into me. His eyes are so gorgeous. I look down into them and we stare at each other for a minute or so. This is on my list of Top 10 freaky/neat things for certain.
"Yeah, beautiful," -he looks at me and continues- "Can I kiss you now?" he asks me.
I'm paralyzed. I was hoping that he would. It's wrong but all I can do is nod. It's like he taken over my whole body and I have no control. I've never been this way before. We start kissing each other and all is forgotten-Dean is forgotten-our candles drop out of our hands into the river and burn out. We continue in a deep embrace. I suddenly remember that breathing is a good thing. I look at Jess who still has his arms around me and I'm breathing heavily.
"I have to go"
I start to get up and he still has my arm in his hand.
"I'm sorry"
"Don't be" I reply and smile at him.
I leave the bridge-get home smiling then remember I forgot John Lennon on the bridge with Jess. Mom comes in.
"You've had but one call, my lady"
"Who?" I ask excitedly hoping it was Jess.
Who do you think, girlie.Dean," she giggles and leaves me with my mouth wide open and the color drained from my face.
"Dean"
End Chapter 2-Ok, so I had some spare time tonight and thought I'd go ahead and put this up. Back later with Chapter 3!