Title: Expect the Unexpected
Chapter Five: The Other Side
Disclaimer: Pretty standard: I don't own the Gilmore Girls or the characters, but I do own the new characters, little kids, and situations.
A/N: Okay, I know it's been awhile, but I've been really busy at Shakespeare camp, and now that I've memorized two Shakespeare scenes and better appreciate actors in general, I have a little more time, and here it is: the anxiously awaited chapter five!!! Enjoy!!!
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Jen Forester danced down the hall to her room. She stopped at her door and noticed a post-it.
Enter Here
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Jen backtracked to room 210 and knocked. Jon, her eight-year-old little brother, answered.
"She's here!" he yelled over his shoulder before retreating back into the room.
"Hello to you, too." Jen muttered under her breath as she pushed the door open and entered the room. As soon as she came in eyesight of her parents her smile grew wider.
"Hi," she said, seating herself at the last remaining chair at the table where her parents were playing Scrabble. Jon was sprawled on the bed, watching television. He looked shocked when Jen sat down. She stuck her tounge out at him. Her parents remained oblivious.
"How was your day?" 36-year-old Margaret Forester asked her daughter, not looking up from the game.
"Oh, it was wonderful!" Jen stood up in elation. Jon stole her chair, but Jen was too happy to notice. "I had someone show me around--I met him at a diner the lady downstairs recommended--and he took me all over town---the bookstore, the music store, the bridge, the gazebo, Miss Patty's dance studio, Doose's market---and then he showed me around Stars Hollow High. It was great, and small, and I saw a sign that they're putting on Guys and Dolls in May, and auditions are in a month. Oh, if we moved soon, I could try out for Adelaide. I've always wanted to be Adelaide!
"In other words, just from waiting around for that plain little band of gold, a person could develop a cold." Jen sang one of the first lines from Adelaide's Lament, the biggest song for Adelaide in Guys and Dolls. She did the voice perfectly. (A/N: It's hard to explain; it's like the voice of the girl in Singing in the Rain who they don't like to let talk. It's kind of high and there's a New York accent, and...well, rent the movie or see the play. That 's all I can say.)
Margaret and Jon both clapped.
"That was great," Margaret gushed.
"Just like the movie." A compliment from Jon was a rare one for Jen, and she looked shocked before responding with a curtsy.
"Are you sure you want to move here?" Dean spoke up.
"Yes!" Jen, Jon, and Margaret spoke simultaneously.
"I had a great time. It's a great town."
"Jen's right. And I made a friend today."
"He did, when we visited the elementary school."
"I just don't know yet if we're gonna move. I don't want you to get your hopes up."
"Dean!" Margaret spoke sharply. He looked at her. She looked at him. Then she turned to her children.
"Okay, time to go! Jenny, have you eaten dinner? No? Then go downstairs and see if you can scrounge something up. Out you go!" Margaret pushed the astonished children out the door and closed and locked it. As she leaned against it, she looked at her husband of eighteen years.
"Dean." This time it was softer. Dean looked up from the wood pattern he was tracing with his finger. He caught a glance of her evil stare and averted his eys.
"What?" he replied, as insolent as he dared.
"Why the hell don't you want to move? You've been reluctant about it since your boss suggested it! It's a great town! It's perfect for raising kids! The people are friendly, the schools are great. You should know, you spent your last three years of high school here, and your sister practically grew up here, and still visits every summer! Why don't you wanna move?" During her ranting, she had walked closer to the table and now stood behind one of the chairs.
"You don't understand," Dean muttered.
Margaret sighed. She had known this was a sore subject when she brought it up, but she softened and tried to get something out of him.
"You're right, I don't understand," she murmurmed. "So why don't you tell me?" She sat next to her husband, placing her hands over his. "Why did you move away the second you graduated high school, and why haven't you been back?"
Dean looked into her eyes and began speaking.
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Jen's stomach grumbled as she trudged back down the stairs. Jon bounced as he ran around her and down the stairs, babbling the whole time. Jen groaned at him and rubbed her head as she remembered the way her mother had looked at her father. It had been the beginning of a fight, she could tell. That made, what, six since Sunday? Damn, it was only Wednesday. Jen groaned again as another thought entered her head: divorce. Her parents had been fighting a lot lately. Eighteen years was a long time. Especially when it was half of her mother's life. Jen remembered when she had realized that her parents had gotten married only because her mother was pregnant. Maybe they had been too young. Eighteen is too young to get married. Her father had been twenty-five. That wasn't too young. Jen shuddered as a thought that was not new to her ran down her spine. Maybe, since she was the reason they got married, it would be her fault if they got divorced. Jen shook her head, sending all thoughts of divorce flying from her head. She went to the front desk and asked about getting dinner.
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"She cheated on you?" Dean nodded grimly, hating to relive it.
"And then the town hated you for breaking up with her?" Margaret asked incredulously. Dean nodded again. "Huh."
"Is that it? 'Huh'?" Dean asked after a few minutes.
"Well, I don't know what to say! It's a great town! You ruined their sweetheart!"
"I ruined their sweetheart?"
"Well, you said that Rory Gilmore was the darling of Stars Hollow! You said that they almost killed you the first time you broke up, and were even worse the second time!"
"I ruined their sweetheart?"
"You said--" Margaret stopped. She held up her hand and the two of them listened intently for a second. Sure enough, someone softly knocked on the door. Margaret got up and walked to the door, looking back only once, with a look that said, "This never happened." Margaret opened the door.
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Jen winced as the door to her parents room opened slowly. She had heard their fight and hadn't wanted to enter in the middle of it, but somehow felt compelled to deliver this news to her father as soon as possible. She hoped it would help him want to move to Stars Hollow.
"Jenny!" Jen winced again at her mother and father's bright smiles. They looked happy. Way too happy.
"Sorry to disturb you," Jen started, but she was immediately interrupted by her father.
"Nonsense! You're not disturbing us!" Dean steered Jen to a chair and plopped her down. Then Dean and Margaret each sat in a chair on the other side of the table and stared at her, with big, expectant smiles on their faces.
"Okay. Dad," Jen turned to her father and pulled out her notebook, "I ran into a few people today who told me to tell you hello."
"Oh, really? Who?" Dean's smile grew considerably smaller.
"Mrs. Clark, from Stars Hollow High, says hello; some guy said you are not allowed to come near Luke's diner or Rory; Lane Kim, now Cho, says hi, and so does Rory Mariano."
Dean had been getting considerably paler with everything Jen said, but the last name caused all of the color to go out of his face, and he jumped up and ran out the door. Jen and Mrgaret both stared at the now open door, not daring to follow him on one of his rages, neither knowing the cause of this one.
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A/N: This one was all about Dean's side, and his family, but I'll be switching back over soon, and then back and forth.
Chapter Five: The Other Side
Disclaimer: Pretty standard: I don't own the Gilmore Girls or the characters, but I do own the new characters, little kids, and situations.
A/N: Okay, I know it's been awhile, but I've been really busy at Shakespeare camp, and now that I've memorized two Shakespeare scenes and better appreciate actors in general, I have a little more time, and here it is: the anxiously awaited chapter five!!! Enjoy!!!
~~~~~~
Jen Forester danced down the hall to her room. She stopped at her door and noticed a post-it.
Enter Here
*--------
Jen backtracked to room 210 and knocked. Jon, her eight-year-old little brother, answered.
"She's here!" he yelled over his shoulder before retreating back into the room.
"Hello to you, too." Jen muttered under her breath as she pushed the door open and entered the room. As soon as she came in eyesight of her parents her smile grew wider.
"Hi," she said, seating herself at the last remaining chair at the table where her parents were playing Scrabble. Jon was sprawled on the bed, watching television. He looked shocked when Jen sat down. She stuck her tounge out at him. Her parents remained oblivious.
"How was your day?" 36-year-old Margaret Forester asked her daughter, not looking up from the game.
"Oh, it was wonderful!" Jen stood up in elation. Jon stole her chair, but Jen was too happy to notice. "I had someone show me around--I met him at a diner the lady downstairs recommended--and he took me all over town---the bookstore, the music store, the bridge, the gazebo, Miss Patty's dance studio, Doose's market---and then he showed me around Stars Hollow High. It was great, and small, and I saw a sign that they're putting on Guys and Dolls in May, and auditions are in a month. Oh, if we moved soon, I could try out for Adelaide. I've always wanted to be Adelaide!
"In other words, just from waiting around for that plain little band of gold, a person could develop a cold." Jen sang one of the first lines from Adelaide's Lament, the biggest song for Adelaide in Guys and Dolls. She did the voice perfectly. (A/N: It's hard to explain; it's like the voice of the girl in Singing in the Rain who they don't like to let talk. It's kind of high and there's a New York accent, and...well, rent the movie or see the play. That 's all I can say.)
Margaret and Jon both clapped.
"That was great," Margaret gushed.
"Just like the movie." A compliment from Jon was a rare one for Jen, and she looked shocked before responding with a curtsy.
"Are you sure you want to move here?" Dean spoke up.
"Yes!" Jen, Jon, and Margaret spoke simultaneously.
"I had a great time. It's a great town."
"Jen's right. And I made a friend today."
"He did, when we visited the elementary school."
"I just don't know yet if we're gonna move. I don't want you to get your hopes up."
"Dean!" Margaret spoke sharply. He looked at her. She looked at him. Then she turned to her children.
"Okay, time to go! Jenny, have you eaten dinner? No? Then go downstairs and see if you can scrounge something up. Out you go!" Margaret pushed the astonished children out the door and closed and locked it. As she leaned against it, she looked at her husband of eighteen years.
"Dean." This time it was softer. Dean looked up from the wood pattern he was tracing with his finger. He caught a glance of her evil stare and averted his eys.
"What?" he replied, as insolent as he dared.
"Why the hell don't you want to move? You've been reluctant about it since your boss suggested it! It's a great town! It's perfect for raising kids! The people are friendly, the schools are great. You should know, you spent your last three years of high school here, and your sister practically grew up here, and still visits every summer! Why don't you wanna move?" During her ranting, she had walked closer to the table and now stood behind one of the chairs.
"You don't understand," Dean muttered.
Margaret sighed. She had known this was a sore subject when she brought it up, but she softened and tried to get something out of him.
"You're right, I don't understand," she murmurmed. "So why don't you tell me?" She sat next to her husband, placing her hands over his. "Why did you move away the second you graduated high school, and why haven't you been back?"
Dean looked into her eyes and began speaking.
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Jen's stomach grumbled as she trudged back down the stairs. Jon bounced as he ran around her and down the stairs, babbling the whole time. Jen groaned at him and rubbed her head as she remembered the way her mother had looked at her father. It had been the beginning of a fight, she could tell. That made, what, six since Sunday? Damn, it was only Wednesday. Jen groaned again as another thought entered her head: divorce. Her parents had been fighting a lot lately. Eighteen years was a long time. Especially when it was half of her mother's life. Jen remembered when she had realized that her parents had gotten married only because her mother was pregnant. Maybe they had been too young. Eighteen is too young to get married. Her father had been twenty-five. That wasn't too young. Jen shuddered as a thought that was not new to her ran down her spine. Maybe, since she was the reason they got married, it would be her fault if they got divorced. Jen shook her head, sending all thoughts of divorce flying from her head. She went to the front desk and asked about getting dinner.
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"She cheated on you?" Dean nodded grimly, hating to relive it.
"And then the town hated you for breaking up with her?" Margaret asked incredulously. Dean nodded again. "Huh."
"Is that it? 'Huh'?" Dean asked after a few minutes.
"Well, I don't know what to say! It's a great town! You ruined their sweetheart!"
"I ruined their sweetheart?"
"Well, you said that Rory Gilmore was the darling of Stars Hollow! You said that they almost killed you the first time you broke up, and were even worse the second time!"
"I ruined their sweetheart?"
"You said--" Margaret stopped. She held up her hand and the two of them listened intently for a second. Sure enough, someone softly knocked on the door. Margaret got up and walked to the door, looking back only once, with a look that said, "This never happened." Margaret opened the door.
~~~~~~
Jen winced as the door to her parents room opened slowly. She had heard their fight and hadn't wanted to enter in the middle of it, but somehow felt compelled to deliver this news to her father as soon as possible. She hoped it would help him want to move to Stars Hollow.
"Jenny!" Jen winced again at her mother and father's bright smiles. They looked happy. Way too happy.
"Sorry to disturb you," Jen started, but she was immediately interrupted by her father.
"Nonsense! You're not disturbing us!" Dean steered Jen to a chair and plopped her down. Then Dean and Margaret each sat in a chair on the other side of the table and stared at her, with big, expectant smiles on their faces.
"Okay. Dad," Jen turned to her father and pulled out her notebook, "I ran into a few people today who told me to tell you hello."
"Oh, really? Who?" Dean's smile grew considerably smaller.
"Mrs. Clark, from Stars Hollow High, says hello; some guy said you are not allowed to come near Luke's diner or Rory; Lane Kim, now Cho, says hi, and so does Rory Mariano."
Dean had been getting considerably paler with everything Jen said, but the last name caused all of the color to go out of his face, and he jumped up and ran out the door. Jen and Mrgaret both stared at the now open door, not daring to follow him on one of his rages, neither knowing the cause of this one.
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A/N: This one was all about Dean's side, and his family, but I'll be switching back over soon, and then back and forth.