Title: Expect the Unexpected
Chapter Four: Something's brewing...and it isn't coffee
Disclaimer: Okay, this is the standard disclaimer: I don't own the Gilmore Girls or the characters; I do, however own the new people I make up and the situations.
A/N: Okay, so Henry's last name is Cho, thank you for this information, and anyone who really likes Dean might not like what happens soon, but it adds intrigue, and I haven't actually liked Dean since I saw Milo Ventimiglia, anyway. I digress, on with the story.
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"Well, that was interesting." Chris was startled that his calm easygoing mother could look that pale and hurt.
"Yeah. Who was that again?" Jen pulled a small notebook out of the back pocket of her jeans and reached for Chris' pencil.
"Oh, that was Rory Mariano--that's M-A-R-I-A-N-O--and Lane."
"Lane who?" Jen asked, the pencil poised over her pad.
"Uh, I don't know, I'll ask my dad." Chris turned, ready to yell, and almost ran into Jess.
"Ask me what?"
"Oh, Jen wanted to know Lane's last name."
"Cho. But that's her married name. Why are you asking?" Jess directed the question at Jen.
"Well, she told me to tell my father she said hi, and so I need to know who says hi."
"Ah, you're here for the reunion. And your dad would be--?"
"Dean Forester."
"Dean F- does your mother know?" Jess turned to Chris.
"Well, yeah, she-"
"Oh, I hope she's okay. Oh, when I think about what that jerk did to her!" He turned to Jen. "You tell your father that if he puts one foot in this diner or gets anywhere near Rory, I'll beat him up worse that I did the last time." He started upstairs, raving. Then he called over his shoulder, "Lane's maiden name is Kim."
Chris turned to Jen.
"I wonder what that was all about," she murmured.
"I don't know, but I can find out. You better go," he added as an afterthought.
"Yeah, I should," she responded, gathering her coat and slipping her notebook in her back pocket.
"I'll walk you out." Chris put on his own coat. "I've gotta go to school anyway." He held the door open for her, his arm positioned so she had to duck underneath it. They both smiled.
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Rory was sitting on a couch upstairs in her living room. She was crying into Lane's shoulder. Jess was pacing back and forth in front of them.
"After all these years, having the nerve to send his daughter to the diner! Oh when I think about how he-"
"Jess." Lane's voice sharply cut through his anger. "None of us like him."
"Yeah, well, we've got good reason not to."
"Jess." This time it was Rory. "Who's watching the diner?"
Jess looked uncomfortable. "Well-"
"I'll go." Lane stood up. "You two need to talk." She walked downstairs.
"I don't know why I'm crying." Rory wiped her eyes. "It was so long ago."
*FLASHBACK*
Rory sat on the bridge, the keys to the car Dean had given her dangling from her fingers. A shadow fell over her and two feet appeared next to her.
"Hi, Jess. I was just thinking about Dean, and what to do with his car. I gueess I should give it back to him and tell him it's over. What do you think?" She looked up but the face was blacklit by the sun; she couldn't see who it was. But she recognized the voice.
"You automatically think it's Jess."
"Dean!" Rory scrambled to her feet.
"Why do you automatically think it's Jess?" Dean screamed at her and shook her, and when the car keys slipped from her hand into the water, Dean punched her and she flew backwards and splashed into the water. Dean ran away.
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Rory walked into the diner soaking wet and with a black eye; immediately Jess and Luke swarmed affectionatley around her, wrapping her in blankets and putting a raw steak on her eye.
"What happened?" Luke asked.
"It doesn't matter," Rory whispered averting her gaze from Jess's stare.
"Who did it?" Jess spoke up. "Who did it?"
"Dean." The whisper was so faint that Luke had a hard time hearing it, but Jess had known it was coming. Jess ran out of the diner, not even stopping to put on his coat. He found Dean skulking on the gazebo, and he went up to him.
"I don't appreciate you hitting inocent girls like Rory."
Dean stood up and hit him, and Jess hit him back, until Jess had a bruise on his cheek and Dean had bruises all over.
Rory hadn't liked that Jess got into a fight, so she left for college and hardly came back, except for Luke and Lorelai's wedding the summer after ehr sophmore year, and she saw Jess and almost forgave him, but she left again and didn't come back until after graduation, at which point Rory forgave Jess and he popped the question and they got married in Febuary 2008 and forgot about Dean -- mostly.
*END OF FLASHBACK*
Jess protectively put his arm around Rory and kissed her on the forehead.
"I thought I was over it," Rory whispered into Jess's shirt.
"If he touches Chris-"
Rory looked up. "No more fights."
Jess smiled. "No more fights," he agreed. They headed downstairs.
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Lorelai walked across the street to Doose's market. She thought she recognized her oldest grandson walking across the square with his arm around a girl, but that couldn't be possible, he was supposed to be in school. Lorelai squinted and reached into her purse for her glasses. It took her two minutes to find them and by the time she had them on, the couple had dissapeared. Lorealai shook her head. Chris was like his mother; he liked school. He couldn't be turning into his father, could he? Lorelai dismissed the thought from her head and went into Doose's to buy cornstarch.
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Jen Forester walked into the Dragonfly late that evening. She smiled at the woman behind the front desk.
"Room 212," Jen stated, waiting for the key.
"Okay, room 212," Lorelai repeated, looking through the guest ledger. "Jennifer and Jonathan Forester." Lorelai's smile faltered a bit, but was as big as ever when she looked up. "I'm guessing you're Jennifer."
"Call me Jen," she said as she took her key. She turned to leave.
"Um, you wouldn't be any relation to the Dean Forester in 210, would you?"
"He's my father," Jen casually tossed over her shoulder before heading to her room.
"Oh, my." Lorelai got someone to cover the front desk and headed toward the kitchen.
"Sookie," she called as she opened the door.
"Lorelai?" Sookie asked from inside a cabinet. She tried to straighten up and hit her head, yelling "Ow!" and a few unprintable words. She appeared a minute later rubbing the back of her head.
"What's the matter?" she asked frantically. "Did people not like dinner? Oh, I knew I shouldn't have made something new on Wednesday. Wednesday's not for new things."
"Sookie-"
"Did they yell? Did they riot in the halls? Oh, did they leave? They all left didn't they? Oh, Lorelai, I'm sorry."
"Sookie, Sookie, it's not that. They loved dinner. They always love dinner. There were so many compliments, I'm thinking of having you cook all the meals from now on."
"But I do cook all the--" Recognition dawned on her face. "Oh, Lorelai, I freaked out again, didn't I?"
"Just a tad."
"Oh." Sookie giggled. "Sorry, honey. Now what do you need?"
"Okay, first of all, Dean's staying here."
"Dean Forester? Formerly Rory's Dean?" Lorelai nodded emphatically. "I know, sweetie, you told me when he called for a reservation. And when he checked in. And when Jess called this afternoon to say that Rory now knew and that she was shocked at first but had gotten over it. What about him?"
"His daughter's staying here, too."
"Honey, that's because he's here for the reunion and they were told to bring the whole family."
"I saw his daughter this afternoon."
"She is staying in the inn."
"No, you don't understand! I saw Dean's daughter and Chris walking arm-in-arm through town this afternoon."
"No!" Sookie gasped.
"Yes," Lorelai nodded.
"Rory and Jess's Chris?"
"Yes."
"Oh, that is trouble."
"I tell you, something's brewing, and it isn't coffee."
Chapter Four: Something's brewing...and it isn't coffee
Disclaimer: Okay, this is the standard disclaimer: I don't own the Gilmore Girls or the characters; I do, however own the new people I make up and the situations.
A/N: Okay, so Henry's last name is Cho, thank you for this information, and anyone who really likes Dean might not like what happens soon, but it adds intrigue, and I haven't actually liked Dean since I saw Milo Ventimiglia, anyway. I digress, on with the story.
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"Well, that was interesting." Chris was startled that his calm easygoing mother could look that pale and hurt.
"Yeah. Who was that again?" Jen pulled a small notebook out of the back pocket of her jeans and reached for Chris' pencil.
"Oh, that was Rory Mariano--that's M-A-R-I-A-N-O--and Lane."
"Lane who?" Jen asked, the pencil poised over her pad.
"Uh, I don't know, I'll ask my dad." Chris turned, ready to yell, and almost ran into Jess.
"Ask me what?"
"Oh, Jen wanted to know Lane's last name."
"Cho. But that's her married name. Why are you asking?" Jess directed the question at Jen.
"Well, she told me to tell my father she said hi, and so I need to know who says hi."
"Ah, you're here for the reunion. And your dad would be--?"
"Dean Forester."
"Dean F- does your mother know?" Jess turned to Chris.
"Well, yeah, she-"
"Oh, I hope she's okay. Oh, when I think about what that jerk did to her!" He turned to Jen. "You tell your father that if he puts one foot in this diner or gets anywhere near Rory, I'll beat him up worse that I did the last time." He started upstairs, raving. Then he called over his shoulder, "Lane's maiden name is Kim."
Chris turned to Jen.
"I wonder what that was all about," she murmured.
"I don't know, but I can find out. You better go," he added as an afterthought.
"Yeah, I should," she responded, gathering her coat and slipping her notebook in her back pocket.
"I'll walk you out." Chris put on his own coat. "I've gotta go to school anyway." He held the door open for her, his arm positioned so she had to duck underneath it. They both smiled.
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Rory was sitting on a couch upstairs in her living room. She was crying into Lane's shoulder. Jess was pacing back and forth in front of them.
"After all these years, having the nerve to send his daughter to the diner! Oh when I think about how he-"
"Jess." Lane's voice sharply cut through his anger. "None of us like him."
"Yeah, well, we've got good reason not to."
"Jess." This time it was Rory. "Who's watching the diner?"
Jess looked uncomfortable. "Well-"
"I'll go." Lane stood up. "You two need to talk." She walked downstairs.
"I don't know why I'm crying." Rory wiped her eyes. "It was so long ago."
*FLASHBACK*
Rory sat on the bridge, the keys to the car Dean had given her dangling from her fingers. A shadow fell over her and two feet appeared next to her.
"Hi, Jess. I was just thinking about Dean, and what to do with his car. I gueess I should give it back to him and tell him it's over. What do you think?" She looked up but the face was blacklit by the sun; she couldn't see who it was. But she recognized the voice.
"You automatically think it's Jess."
"Dean!" Rory scrambled to her feet.
"Why do you automatically think it's Jess?" Dean screamed at her and shook her, and when the car keys slipped from her hand into the water, Dean punched her and she flew backwards and splashed into the water. Dean ran away.
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Rory walked into the diner soaking wet and with a black eye; immediately Jess and Luke swarmed affectionatley around her, wrapping her in blankets and putting a raw steak on her eye.
"What happened?" Luke asked.
"It doesn't matter," Rory whispered averting her gaze from Jess's stare.
"Who did it?" Jess spoke up. "Who did it?"
"Dean." The whisper was so faint that Luke had a hard time hearing it, but Jess had known it was coming. Jess ran out of the diner, not even stopping to put on his coat. He found Dean skulking on the gazebo, and he went up to him.
"I don't appreciate you hitting inocent girls like Rory."
Dean stood up and hit him, and Jess hit him back, until Jess had a bruise on his cheek and Dean had bruises all over.
Rory hadn't liked that Jess got into a fight, so she left for college and hardly came back, except for Luke and Lorelai's wedding the summer after ehr sophmore year, and she saw Jess and almost forgave him, but she left again and didn't come back until after graduation, at which point Rory forgave Jess and he popped the question and they got married in Febuary 2008 and forgot about Dean -- mostly.
*END OF FLASHBACK*
Jess protectively put his arm around Rory and kissed her on the forehead.
"I thought I was over it," Rory whispered into Jess's shirt.
"If he touches Chris-"
Rory looked up. "No more fights."
Jess smiled. "No more fights," he agreed. They headed downstairs.
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Lorelai walked across the street to Doose's market. She thought she recognized her oldest grandson walking across the square with his arm around a girl, but that couldn't be possible, he was supposed to be in school. Lorelai squinted and reached into her purse for her glasses. It took her two minutes to find them and by the time she had them on, the couple had dissapeared. Lorealai shook her head. Chris was like his mother; he liked school. He couldn't be turning into his father, could he? Lorelai dismissed the thought from her head and went into Doose's to buy cornstarch.
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Jen Forester walked into the Dragonfly late that evening. She smiled at the woman behind the front desk.
"Room 212," Jen stated, waiting for the key.
"Okay, room 212," Lorelai repeated, looking through the guest ledger. "Jennifer and Jonathan Forester." Lorelai's smile faltered a bit, but was as big as ever when she looked up. "I'm guessing you're Jennifer."
"Call me Jen," she said as she took her key. She turned to leave.
"Um, you wouldn't be any relation to the Dean Forester in 210, would you?"
"He's my father," Jen casually tossed over her shoulder before heading to her room.
"Oh, my." Lorelai got someone to cover the front desk and headed toward the kitchen.
"Sookie," she called as she opened the door.
"Lorelai?" Sookie asked from inside a cabinet. She tried to straighten up and hit her head, yelling "Ow!" and a few unprintable words. She appeared a minute later rubbing the back of her head.
"What's the matter?" she asked frantically. "Did people not like dinner? Oh, I knew I shouldn't have made something new on Wednesday. Wednesday's not for new things."
"Sookie-"
"Did they yell? Did they riot in the halls? Oh, did they leave? They all left didn't they? Oh, Lorelai, I'm sorry."
"Sookie, Sookie, it's not that. They loved dinner. They always love dinner. There were so many compliments, I'm thinking of having you cook all the meals from now on."
"But I do cook all the--" Recognition dawned on her face. "Oh, Lorelai, I freaked out again, didn't I?"
"Just a tad."
"Oh." Sookie giggled. "Sorry, honey. Now what do you need?"
"Okay, first of all, Dean's staying here."
"Dean Forester? Formerly Rory's Dean?" Lorelai nodded emphatically. "I know, sweetie, you told me when he called for a reservation. And when he checked in. And when Jess called this afternoon to say that Rory now knew and that she was shocked at first but had gotten over it. What about him?"
"His daughter's staying here, too."
"Honey, that's because he's here for the reunion and they were told to bring the whole family."
"I saw his daughter this afternoon."
"She is staying in the inn."
"No, you don't understand! I saw Dean's daughter and Chris walking arm-in-arm through town this afternoon."
"No!" Sookie gasped.
"Yes," Lorelai nodded.
"Rory and Jess's Chris?"
"Yes."
"Oh, that is trouble."
"I tell you, something's brewing, and it isn't coffee."