Chapter 4
Rory sat on her knees next to dean cradling his head in her lap. His lip was bleeding and his breaths were heavy and labored. She watched him silently almost feeling the urge to cry. A lump rose in her throat as dean layed there with his eyes closed in immense amounts of pain. She gently tried to rest a hand on his chest but dean protested immediately. He grunted in pain opening his eyes. Rory looked on in wonder...this was more then just cat scratches she thought.
"Dean...we need to get up...." rory whispered.
"I cant go home..my mom will skin me alive..." Dean breathed trying to get up. Rory helped pull him to his feet and placed his arm around her. They started walking Dean leaning on her for much needed support.
"You can stay at my place.mom will love to see you... She'll show you the tux's she has been looking at." Rory replied trying to lighten the air.
Dean laughed but quickly stopped, grunting once more in pain. "No laughing..." he said gruffly. Silence settled once more on the air as they slowly headed towards rory's.
"I am soo sorry you had to go through that." rory said looking at dean sadly. "I mean.I shouldn't have put you in that position... Your hurt because of me and I am so sorry and well." but she was cut off mid sentence.
"Rory..it was worth it.." Dean said simply, flashing that all American, knee buckling, blush inducing smile that got her every time. They stopped for a moment and dean very carefully, turned to face her. "I would fight anyone or anything for you. You have no idea how much you mean to me, or even how much I honestly do love you. If I didn't come tonight...then I would once again be burdened with the regret that I had a chance to win you back and didn't take it."
Rory smiled and silently began to cry. " Well I do miss the special discounts on my Jimmy dean miniature weenies." rory started laughing through tears.
"I know you still feel something for him..and I can live with that as long as I know you still feel a lot of something for me...he's right you do need to make your decision...it doesn't have to be right now..but soon" Dean said firmly but still in a warm sense. She was floored at after everything she had put him though and hurt him so badly..he not only still loved her but wanted her back as well.
Rory pondered for a moment, every so often wiping her eyes. On one hand she had someone that she knew that would treat her better then anyone ever could and that loved her more then anything.and other the other hand she had the oh so tempting bad boy that someone had her partly hooked. She gazed up at dean..there was so question in her mind as of that moment who she was truly in love with. Dean Forrester had captured her heart long ago and still held it today.
The rest of the walk home was quiet and serene. They walked in through the front door to still see loralei sitting at the kitchen table..more coffee in hand. She took one look at dean and jumped out of her seat. "Please tell me you atleast gave him some war wounds too.." she said as she looked around the kitchen.
"I better have.." dean said irritably , as rory helped him lay down on the couch. He tried raising his arm but flinched violently in pain. Rory was beginning to wonder what else exactly he had hurt. She studied dean as he clenched his chest protectively then relaxed and closed his eyes. She gently began to unbutton his shirt and gasped at the sight it revealed.
"Mom!! Come're!!" Rory yelled looking at the massive collage of bruises that had collected along most of deans rib cage lines.
Loralei looked and shook her head. "Kid you got yourself a set of really bruised ribs..Jess must have hit you really hard."
"tackled more specifically" dean replied gutterally.
"Rest." rory stated giving him a peck on the lips as soon as her mother turned around to head into the kitchen again. She put a warm blanket over him and the cold compress her mother had given her on his lip.
"Thank you." dean whispered, sparing a tired grin.
"Hey what else am I good for..." Rory replied, running a hand through her hair. She gave him one last kiss on the cheek and stood up walking over to the lightswitch in the living room. "By the way..I love you too.." She said and turned out the lights.
Dean smiled to himself. If you love someone long enough, they're bound to come back...he thought and closed his eyes..drifting off into a much needed slumber.
Rory sat on her knees next to dean cradling his head in her lap. His lip was bleeding and his breaths were heavy and labored. She watched him silently almost feeling the urge to cry. A lump rose in her throat as dean layed there with his eyes closed in immense amounts of pain. She gently tried to rest a hand on his chest but dean protested immediately. He grunted in pain opening his eyes. Rory looked on in wonder...this was more then just cat scratches she thought.
"Dean...we need to get up...." rory whispered.
"I cant go home..my mom will skin me alive..." Dean breathed trying to get up. Rory helped pull him to his feet and placed his arm around her. They started walking Dean leaning on her for much needed support.
"You can stay at my place.mom will love to see you... She'll show you the tux's she has been looking at." Rory replied trying to lighten the air.
Dean laughed but quickly stopped, grunting once more in pain. "No laughing..." he said gruffly. Silence settled once more on the air as they slowly headed towards rory's.
"I am soo sorry you had to go through that." rory said looking at dean sadly. "I mean.I shouldn't have put you in that position... Your hurt because of me and I am so sorry and well." but she was cut off mid sentence.
"Rory..it was worth it.." Dean said simply, flashing that all American, knee buckling, blush inducing smile that got her every time. They stopped for a moment and dean very carefully, turned to face her. "I would fight anyone or anything for you. You have no idea how much you mean to me, or even how much I honestly do love you. If I didn't come tonight...then I would once again be burdened with the regret that I had a chance to win you back and didn't take it."
Rory smiled and silently began to cry. " Well I do miss the special discounts on my Jimmy dean miniature weenies." rory started laughing through tears.
"I know you still feel something for him..and I can live with that as long as I know you still feel a lot of something for me...he's right you do need to make your decision...it doesn't have to be right now..but soon" Dean said firmly but still in a warm sense. She was floored at after everything she had put him though and hurt him so badly..he not only still loved her but wanted her back as well.
Rory pondered for a moment, every so often wiping her eyes. On one hand she had someone that she knew that would treat her better then anyone ever could and that loved her more then anything.and other the other hand she had the oh so tempting bad boy that someone had her partly hooked. She gazed up at dean..there was so question in her mind as of that moment who she was truly in love with. Dean Forrester had captured her heart long ago and still held it today.
The rest of the walk home was quiet and serene. They walked in through the front door to still see loralei sitting at the kitchen table..more coffee in hand. She took one look at dean and jumped out of her seat. "Please tell me you atleast gave him some war wounds too.." she said as she looked around the kitchen.
"I better have.." dean said irritably , as rory helped him lay down on the couch. He tried raising his arm but flinched violently in pain. Rory was beginning to wonder what else exactly he had hurt. She studied dean as he clenched his chest protectively then relaxed and closed his eyes. She gently began to unbutton his shirt and gasped at the sight it revealed.
"Mom!! Come're!!" Rory yelled looking at the massive collage of bruises that had collected along most of deans rib cage lines.
Loralei looked and shook her head. "Kid you got yourself a set of really bruised ribs..Jess must have hit you really hard."
"tackled more specifically" dean replied gutterally.
"Rest." rory stated giving him a peck on the lips as soon as her mother turned around to head into the kitchen again. She put a warm blanket over him and the cold compress her mother had given her on his lip.
"Thank you." dean whispered, sparing a tired grin.
"Hey what else am I good for..." Rory replied, running a hand through her hair. She gave him one last kiss on the cheek and stood up walking over to the lightswitch in the living room. "By the way..I love you too.." She said and turned out the lights.
Dean smiled to himself. If you love someone long enough, they're bound to come back...he thought and closed his eyes..drifting off into a much needed slumber.