spoilers: Any and all episodes that have aired since the show has begun.
pairing: *mwahaha* rory/jess *tee hee* ; possibly becca/tristan
disclaimer: I do not own Gilmore Girls now, and unless I suddenly get rich and/or inherit the rights to the show, I will never. *sniffle, sniffle*
author's note: dean is out of the picture.*does a dance*. (p.s. I'd like to give a very BIG thank you to thebestdeceptions, you are my new favorite person in the world. And you're right, dean = bleh! To the rest of you who aren't reviewing, I'm not happy, please please please review! I'd like to know what you think.)
"So how's my favorite patient?" Becca spoke into the phone. "Not getting into too much trouble I hope."
"Actually, I just knocked over a liquor store and was proceeding to get drunk when the phone rang."
"Funny, Tristan, very funny."
"I know, aren't I?"
"You are."
"So what's up?"
"Actually, I was wondering if you'd like to come to Stars Hollow tonight."
"What, you miss me that much."
"Oh yes, you got me."
"What time should I meet you?"
"Six o'clock, by the gazebo in front of Miss Patty's. You do know where that is right?"
"I think I can manage. See you then."
"Bye."
Becca hung up the phone. So she had plans for tonight, but that was two hours away. Jess and Rory were too busy making googlie eyes at each other to be interesting conversation. She walked down the hall and knocked on a door. "Dean?" It had been almost three weeks since he and Rory had broken up and Dean still wasn't talking to Becca. Something about conspiring against him.
"Go away."
"Fine, I'll go, I just want to let you know that it wasn't my fault. So would you stop blaming me for something I didn't do? Okay?" She walked off.there was a lot of time to kill.
"Mom, I never got to thank you properly."
"For what?"
"Giving Jess a chance."
"Oh that."
Half an hour and a box of cookies later the two finished their heart to heart conversation, just in time for the doorbell to ring. Lorelai ran to answer it.
"Well hello, Jess."
"Hello, Lorelai." Becca was right, it didn't take much to get on the good side of Lorelai Gilmore, and considering the fact that he and Rory had only been going out officially for two days; he didn't want to mess up his chances just as they were getting good.
"Are you here to see Rory?" Lorelai asked.
"Sure am."
"I'll go get her."
"No need, Mom, I'm already here."
"Alrighty then, I'll leave you two." Lorelai went upstairs to think.
"So what are we doing?" Rory inquired.
"I figured we'd go take a walk then go grab a bite to eat."
"At Luke's?"
"You're funny, no, not at Luke's, but don't worry, they have coffee." Jess answered.
"Ooo, you know me too well," Rory laughed, and then called up the stairs. "Bye Mom, we're going out."
The two walked out of the house and headed toward Town Square. Seeing Becca along the way, Jess called out. "Hey, stranger!"
"Hey you two." Becca replied, "How's life."
"It's going good." Rory started.
"Real good." Jess finished.
The other girl laughed. "You guys are finishing each others' sentences already."
Jess smiled, "So what are you up to?"
"I'm supposed to be meeting someone at the gazebo in ten minutes."
"Well then, we won't keep you. Have fun!" Jess said.
"I'll talk to you guys later." Becca yelled as she walked down the street toward the center of town. As she got closer she saw that Tristan was already there.
"Hey there."
"You're early." Becca greeted.
"So are you." Tristan replied. "So what are we doing tonight?"
"Before or after I psychoanalyze you?"
"After."
"Eat. Definitely eat."
"Gotcha. Can I ask where, that way we can start to head in that direction?"
"Luke's." The two started down the steps and Becca started again. "You know, there is a pretty good chance we might run into Rory."
"We jump right in tonight, don't we?" Tristan laughed. "Actually, I figured it out. I wasn't 'in love' with Rory Gilmore. I was 'in love' with the idea of her," he said, complete with the fingers implying the quotes.
"So basically you've come to peace with your inner self?"
"Exactly."
"So I guess this is the end our time together."
"Really, how so?"
"Well, you were seeking help about a certain Rory Gilmore, and now you've grown. So *wiping a fake tear from her eye* I guess this means our sessions are over."
"Oh, you're not going to go all sentimental on me are you?" Tristan said, smiling. He gave her a hug, "I'm sure you can find something else to help me with."
Becca laughed, "I'm sure I can."
Tristan opened the door to the diner, "Let's eat." They went in and sat at a table. Luke, obviously busy tonight without Jess' help, was busy taking orders."
"What do you two want?"
"Friendly tonight aren't we Luke?" the flannel clad man just grunted. "Fine then, we'll have two 'Jess and Rory are on a date and Luke is extremely busy tonight's, please. Oh, and can I have a coke?"
"What about you kid?" Luke asked Tristan.
"Coke too, please." Tristan answered.
"Coming up."
"What was that about?" the blonde boy asked.
"Diner talk. It's amazing what you can learn from living in a small town." Becca laughed.
"You've changed a lot since you've moved here. I think you're parents knew what they were doing when they sent you away."
She looked at him not sure what to make of his statement, then finally answered, "Sure."
"I'm sorry, that came out wrong."
"No, you are right." Becca finally could come up with an answer. "You're different too, you don't seem to be the same person they describe you as. I don't see you as 'the king,'" she smiled, letting him know that she was okay.
"Well, that is because you are my shrink, and you know stuff that I wouldn't tell just anybody." Tristan said as Luke put their plates on the table.
"And you know stuff about me too, like the whole different 'me' thing. Be sure not to tell anyone around here, I might lose my reputation."
"Ha ha, and what reputation might that be?"
"Be nice, Tristan," Becca said. The two continued their conversation over their burgers and fries.
The night was going well for Rory and Jess too. They had just finished their dinner, and were heading back to the diner.
"Rory."
"Hmm."
"I'm glad you finally figured out what you wanted."
"Me too." And with that, Jess leaned down to kiss her. Hand in hand, they walked the rest of the way to the diner, passing the music store on the way.
"That place seems so quiet without Lane practicing every night." Jess stated.
"You're right, it does. Too bad she won't be back till Christmas. But I guess becoming an exchange student was the only was to get away from her mom."
"She had to go to Korea to get away from her mom?"
"It was the only place that she had a chance of getting to."
"This has to do with the Kim insanity complex doesn't it?" Rory nodded. "Then I won't ask."
"Very smart of you." Rory answered. Heading into the diner they saw Becca talking to some blonde guy.
"Who's your friend?" Jess asked.
Rory looked at the boy, "Tristan? You're who she was meeting?"
"Mary, don't look so surprised!"
"Does Dean know you're here?" Rory asked.
"Not that I know of." Tristan looked at Becca, who shook her head.
"Maybe you two should pay him a visit," Jess suggested.
"No. Under no circumstances will we provoke him. He's still made at me because of the whole breakup thing." Becca said.
"He really things we're all plotting against him?" Jess asked.
Rory answered, "Oh yeah. He does. Come on Jess, let's leave these two alone." Then the two proceeded up the stairs.
"I guess we should be heading out too." Tristan said, standing up. "Let's go." The two walked outside, where the air was crisp, like any other fall night in Connecticut. As they were strolling down the street (*a/n - I'm letting you in on a little secret, they are across the street from Doose's *suspense music plays*) the town troubadour begins to play a song.
"Dance with me?" Tristan asked.
"Are you serious?" was Becca's reply. Tristan didn't answer, just pulled her close and the two started dancing, right there in the middle of town. What they didn't know was that Miss Patty was looking out the window of her studio, smiling to herself. She had a new piece of gossip to spread.
Tristan leaned down towards Becca so that their faces were inches apart, and just as they were about to .
"What the hell do you think you are doing, Tristan." It was Dean, and he was furious.
"Oh God," Becca thought to herself, she really hadn't wanted confrontation tonight, but it looked like she was going to get it anyway. "Why me?"
"What does it look like I'm doing, Bag Boy?" Tristan retorted.
"Since when are you with him?" Dean directed his question toward Becca.
She swallowed hard, when Dean got mad, he decided to make a really big scene. She could see Miss Patty looking out the window, "Jeez," she thought to herself, this was going to be all over town.
"Well?" Dean was staring at her, and he looked like his eyes were going to pop out of his head.
Becca just grabbed Tristan hand and pulled him away. In the background she could hear Dean's voice telling Tristan that he couldn't just run away.
"He never changes, does he?" Tristan stated.
"I'm so sorry he acted like such an ass."
"It's not your fault, why are you apologizing?"
Becca shrugged, "I don't know." The two reached the top of the steps. As she opened the door to go in, she turned to Tristan who was heading out, " Would you like to come in?"
"Are you sure that's safe?"
"Becca smiled, "If it isn't, Sarah can protect you."
Before Tristan could ask who Sarah was, a little girl about six years old came running up to the older girl.
"Becca."
"Sarah!" Becca called, picking up the young girl. She turned to Tristan, "This is Dean's sister."
"Who are you?" the little girl asked him.
"Tristan," he stated simply.
"Come on." Tristan followed the two girls into the kitchen. "Hey Aunt Kathy, this is my friend, Tristan, from school."
"Well, it's nice to meet you," the older woman said, shaking his hand.
"Nice to meet you too, ma'am."
"Okay then. We'll be upstairs if you need me."
Kathy nodded as the two headed out of the kitchen and up the stairs.
"So that was Dean's mom."
"Yes it was."
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"He acted like your older brother or something."
"You mean how he acted at the dance with Rory?"
"Like I said before, that boy never changes. Are you sure the two of you are related?"
"Pretty sure."
"This has been an eventful night, all we need now is the wicked witch to die and the 'they live happily ever after.'"
"Don't you mean Wicked Dean?"
"Yeah, I guess I did," Tristan laughed. "I should get going, that way I'm not here when Tristan gets back."
"That would be the smart thing to do, cause me less of a headache."
"Tonight was fun."
"Except the Dean thing."
"Except the Dean thing." Tristan repeated, "I'll call you tomorrow, okay?"
"You'd better."
"Bye."
"Bye." Becca watched him walk down the steps and get into his car before shutting the door. As she headed towards the kitchen, the front door burst open.
"You let him in my house?" Dean was mad, just like before.
Becca took off, out the door, not knowing where she was headed or who she was going to go see. Opening the door to her car, she got in and started the ignition. Half and hour later, she found herself still circling the town. Her cell phone rang, it was her aunt.
"Yes?"
"Honey, I know you're upset, but could you please come home? I'm really worried about you."
"I'll be home soon, I promise. I just need to sort some things out."
"Alright."
"Bye," she hung up and headed back to Stars Hollow, ready to blow off some steam. Becca pulled up in front of Luke's diner, Jess was still downstairs. "Good," she thought to herself. Then she went inside to talk.
The next day, the whole town knew about last night's drama, from dancing across from Doose's to her late night talk with Jess. And when Becca walked into the diner, she could feel all the eyes on her. But she didn't want to see them, knowing what they all read. She didn't want their pity, if only things could go back as they were. She'd be back in LA, never coming here in the first place. ::Do you really want that?:: The little voice in her head spoke. She ignored it.
Luke had another reason to be mad at Dean now. He saw Becca's face as she walked in, grabbed her coffee and walked out. The boy didn't know how to control his temper, no matter what Lorelai said, this boy was not perfect.
"Poor girl," Lorelai said while drinking her coffee. "I saw what happened, Dean just blew up. I guess he picked her to unleash all his anger on."
"Well, Mom, at least now we know Tristan has a caring side. Miss Patty said he stayed with her while she cried," Rory responded.
"You know guys, it's bad to gossip." Jess interrupted their conversation," Don't you thing she feels bad enough without the whole town whispering behind her back wherever she goes?"
"Goodness, Jess actually has a point," Lorelai said. "I have and idea, Rory, go see if Becca wants to come over for a movie marathon."
"Good plan, Mom, you go get the movies and the snacks, and we'll meet you back at the house in half and hour, deal?"
Forty-five minutes later, the three were settled in on the couch. So the movie fest began. They laughed, they cried, they threw popcorn at the television, and all was right again.
*a/n - so what do you think? Review please, to all those trory lovers out there who don't like my story, sorry, but she has jess now. Stay tuned for the next chapter.
pairing: *mwahaha* rory/jess *tee hee* ; possibly becca/tristan
disclaimer: I do not own Gilmore Girls now, and unless I suddenly get rich and/or inherit the rights to the show, I will never. *sniffle, sniffle*
author's note: dean is out of the picture.*does a dance*. (p.s. I'd like to give a very BIG thank you to thebestdeceptions, you are my new favorite person in the world. And you're right, dean = bleh! To the rest of you who aren't reviewing, I'm not happy, please please please review! I'd like to know what you think.)
"So how's my favorite patient?" Becca spoke into the phone. "Not getting into too much trouble I hope."
"Actually, I just knocked over a liquor store and was proceeding to get drunk when the phone rang."
"Funny, Tristan, very funny."
"I know, aren't I?"
"You are."
"So what's up?"
"Actually, I was wondering if you'd like to come to Stars Hollow tonight."
"What, you miss me that much."
"Oh yes, you got me."
"What time should I meet you?"
"Six o'clock, by the gazebo in front of Miss Patty's. You do know where that is right?"
"I think I can manage. See you then."
"Bye."
Becca hung up the phone. So she had plans for tonight, but that was two hours away. Jess and Rory were too busy making googlie eyes at each other to be interesting conversation. She walked down the hall and knocked on a door. "Dean?" It had been almost three weeks since he and Rory had broken up and Dean still wasn't talking to Becca. Something about conspiring against him.
"Go away."
"Fine, I'll go, I just want to let you know that it wasn't my fault. So would you stop blaming me for something I didn't do? Okay?" She walked off.there was a lot of time to kill.
"Mom, I never got to thank you properly."
"For what?"
"Giving Jess a chance."
"Oh that."
Half an hour and a box of cookies later the two finished their heart to heart conversation, just in time for the doorbell to ring. Lorelai ran to answer it.
"Well hello, Jess."
"Hello, Lorelai." Becca was right, it didn't take much to get on the good side of Lorelai Gilmore, and considering the fact that he and Rory had only been going out officially for two days; he didn't want to mess up his chances just as they were getting good.
"Are you here to see Rory?" Lorelai asked.
"Sure am."
"I'll go get her."
"No need, Mom, I'm already here."
"Alrighty then, I'll leave you two." Lorelai went upstairs to think.
"So what are we doing?" Rory inquired.
"I figured we'd go take a walk then go grab a bite to eat."
"At Luke's?"
"You're funny, no, not at Luke's, but don't worry, they have coffee." Jess answered.
"Ooo, you know me too well," Rory laughed, and then called up the stairs. "Bye Mom, we're going out."
The two walked out of the house and headed toward Town Square. Seeing Becca along the way, Jess called out. "Hey, stranger!"
"Hey you two." Becca replied, "How's life."
"It's going good." Rory started.
"Real good." Jess finished.
The other girl laughed. "You guys are finishing each others' sentences already."
Jess smiled, "So what are you up to?"
"I'm supposed to be meeting someone at the gazebo in ten minutes."
"Well then, we won't keep you. Have fun!" Jess said.
"I'll talk to you guys later." Becca yelled as she walked down the street toward the center of town. As she got closer she saw that Tristan was already there.
"Hey there."
"You're early." Becca greeted.
"So are you." Tristan replied. "So what are we doing tonight?"
"Before or after I psychoanalyze you?"
"After."
"Eat. Definitely eat."
"Gotcha. Can I ask where, that way we can start to head in that direction?"
"Luke's." The two started down the steps and Becca started again. "You know, there is a pretty good chance we might run into Rory."
"We jump right in tonight, don't we?" Tristan laughed. "Actually, I figured it out. I wasn't 'in love' with Rory Gilmore. I was 'in love' with the idea of her," he said, complete with the fingers implying the quotes.
"So basically you've come to peace with your inner self?"
"Exactly."
"So I guess this is the end our time together."
"Really, how so?"
"Well, you were seeking help about a certain Rory Gilmore, and now you've grown. So *wiping a fake tear from her eye* I guess this means our sessions are over."
"Oh, you're not going to go all sentimental on me are you?" Tristan said, smiling. He gave her a hug, "I'm sure you can find something else to help me with."
Becca laughed, "I'm sure I can."
Tristan opened the door to the diner, "Let's eat." They went in and sat at a table. Luke, obviously busy tonight without Jess' help, was busy taking orders."
"What do you two want?"
"Friendly tonight aren't we Luke?" the flannel clad man just grunted. "Fine then, we'll have two 'Jess and Rory are on a date and Luke is extremely busy tonight's, please. Oh, and can I have a coke?"
"What about you kid?" Luke asked Tristan.
"Coke too, please." Tristan answered.
"Coming up."
"What was that about?" the blonde boy asked.
"Diner talk. It's amazing what you can learn from living in a small town." Becca laughed.
"You've changed a lot since you've moved here. I think you're parents knew what they were doing when they sent you away."
She looked at him not sure what to make of his statement, then finally answered, "Sure."
"I'm sorry, that came out wrong."
"No, you are right." Becca finally could come up with an answer. "You're different too, you don't seem to be the same person they describe you as. I don't see you as 'the king,'" she smiled, letting him know that she was okay.
"Well, that is because you are my shrink, and you know stuff that I wouldn't tell just anybody." Tristan said as Luke put their plates on the table.
"And you know stuff about me too, like the whole different 'me' thing. Be sure not to tell anyone around here, I might lose my reputation."
"Ha ha, and what reputation might that be?"
"Be nice, Tristan," Becca said. The two continued their conversation over their burgers and fries.
The night was going well for Rory and Jess too. They had just finished their dinner, and were heading back to the diner.
"Rory."
"Hmm."
"I'm glad you finally figured out what you wanted."
"Me too." And with that, Jess leaned down to kiss her. Hand in hand, they walked the rest of the way to the diner, passing the music store on the way.
"That place seems so quiet without Lane practicing every night." Jess stated.
"You're right, it does. Too bad she won't be back till Christmas. But I guess becoming an exchange student was the only was to get away from her mom."
"She had to go to Korea to get away from her mom?"
"It was the only place that she had a chance of getting to."
"This has to do with the Kim insanity complex doesn't it?" Rory nodded. "Then I won't ask."
"Very smart of you." Rory answered. Heading into the diner they saw Becca talking to some blonde guy.
"Who's your friend?" Jess asked.
Rory looked at the boy, "Tristan? You're who she was meeting?"
"Mary, don't look so surprised!"
"Does Dean know you're here?" Rory asked.
"Not that I know of." Tristan looked at Becca, who shook her head.
"Maybe you two should pay him a visit," Jess suggested.
"No. Under no circumstances will we provoke him. He's still made at me because of the whole breakup thing." Becca said.
"He really things we're all plotting against him?" Jess asked.
Rory answered, "Oh yeah. He does. Come on Jess, let's leave these two alone." Then the two proceeded up the stairs.
"I guess we should be heading out too." Tristan said, standing up. "Let's go." The two walked outside, where the air was crisp, like any other fall night in Connecticut. As they were strolling down the street (*a/n - I'm letting you in on a little secret, they are across the street from Doose's *suspense music plays*) the town troubadour begins to play a song.
"Dance with me?" Tristan asked.
"Are you serious?" was Becca's reply. Tristan didn't answer, just pulled her close and the two started dancing, right there in the middle of town. What they didn't know was that Miss Patty was looking out the window of her studio, smiling to herself. She had a new piece of gossip to spread.
Tristan leaned down towards Becca so that their faces were inches apart, and just as they were about to .
"What the hell do you think you are doing, Tristan." It was Dean, and he was furious.
"Oh God," Becca thought to herself, she really hadn't wanted confrontation tonight, but it looked like she was going to get it anyway. "Why me?"
"What does it look like I'm doing, Bag Boy?" Tristan retorted.
"Since when are you with him?" Dean directed his question toward Becca.
She swallowed hard, when Dean got mad, he decided to make a really big scene. She could see Miss Patty looking out the window, "Jeez," she thought to herself, this was going to be all over town.
"Well?" Dean was staring at her, and he looked like his eyes were going to pop out of his head.
Becca just grabbed Tristan hand and pulled him away. In the background she could hear Dean's voice telling Tristan that he couldn't just run away.
"He never changes, does he?" Tristan stated.
"I'm so sorry he acted like such an ass."
"It's not your fault, why are you apologizing?"
Becca shrugged, "I don't know." The two reached the top of the steps. As she opened the door to go in, she turned to Tristan who was heading out, " Would you like to come in?"
"Are you sure that's safe?"
"Becca smiled, "If it isn't, Sarah can protect you."
Before Tristan could ask who Sarah was, a little girl about six years old came running up to the older girl.
"Becca."
"Sarah!" Becca called, picking up the young girl. She turned to Tristan, "This is Dean's sister."
"Who are you?" the little girl asked him.
"Tristan," he stated simply.
"Come on." Tristan followed the two girls into the kitchen. "Hey Aunt Kathy, this is my friend, Tristan, from school."
"Well, it's nice to meet you," the older woman said, shaking his hand.
"Nice to meet you too, ma'am."
"Okay then. We'll be upstairs if you need me."
Kathy nodded as the two headed out of the kitchen and up the stairs.
"So that was Dean's mom."
"Yes it was."
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"He acted like your older brother or something."
"You mean how he acted at the dance with Rory?"
"Like I said before, that boy never changes. Are you sure the two of you are related?"
"Pretty sure."
"This has been an eventful night, all we need now is the wicked witch to die and the 'they live happily ever after.'"
"Don't you mean Wicked Dean?"
"Yeah, I guess I did," Tristan laughed. "I should get going, that way I'm not here when Tristan gets back."
"That would be the smart thing to do, cause me less of a headache."
"Tonight was fun."
"Except the Dean thing."
"Except the Dean thing." Tristan repeated, "I'll call you tomorrow, okay?"
"You'd better."
"Bye."
"Bye." Becca watched him walk down the steps and get into his car before shutting the door. As she headed towards the kitchen, the front door burst open.
"You let him in my house?" Dean was mad, just like before.
Becca took off, out the door, not knowing where she was headed or who she was going to go see. Opening the door to her car, she got in and started the ignition. Half and hour later, she found herself still circling the town. Her cell phone rang, it was her aunt.
"Yes?"
"Honey, I know you're upset, but could you please come home? I'm really worried about you."
"I'll be home soon, I promise. I just need to sort some things out."
"Alright."
"Bye," she hung up and headed back to Stars Hollow, ready to blow off some steam. Becca pulled up in front of Luke's diner, Jess was still downstairs. "Good," she thought to herself. Then she went inside to talk.
The next day, the whole town knew about last night's drama, from dancing across from Doose's to her late night talk with Jess. And when Becca walked into the diner, she could feel all the eyes on her. But she didn't want to see them, knowing what they all read. She didn't want their pity, if only things could go back as they were. She'd be back in LA, never coming here in the first place. ::Do you really want that?:: The little voice in her head spoke. She ignored it.
Luke had another reason to be mad at Dean now. He saw Becca's face as she walked in, grabbed her coffee and walked out. The boy didn't know how to control his temper, no matter what Lorelai said, this boy was not perfect.
"Poor girl," Lorelai said while drinking her coffee. "I saw what happened, Dean just blew up. I guess he picked her to unleash all his anger on."
"Well, Mom, at least now we know Tristan has a caring side. Miss Patty said he stayed with her while she cried," Rory responded.
"You know guys, it's bad to gossip." Jess interrupted their conversation," Don't you thing she feels bad enough without the whole town whispering behind her back wherever she goes?"
"Goodness, Jess actually has a point," Lorelai said. "I have and idea, Rory, go see if Becca wants to come over for a movie marathon."
"Good plan, Mom, you go get the movies and the snacks, and we'll meet you back at the house in half and hour, deal?"
Forty-five minutes later, the three were settled in on the couch. So the movie fest began. They laughed, they cried, they threw popcorn at the television, and all was right again.
*a/n - so what do you think? Review please, to all those trory lovers out there who don't like my story, sorry, but she has jess now. Stay tuned for the next chapter.