Title: The Third Generation

Author: Ice

Summary: Future Fic: Rory's kids meet Tristan's daughter.

Rating: PG-13

Author's Note: I know it took a while but I had surgery on my wrist in April and couldn't type.  Although my stupid wrist is still healing, after the doctor told me there would be no recovery time, stupid doctor, part of my physical therapy is typing so here I am.  So, here's the next chapter. This story is totally not going in the direction I thought it would when I started but hey, sometimes that's more fun right?

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Liv and Chris were sitting in the living room of the upstairs part of the Mariano's split level, 5 bedroom house, waiting for their parents to start talking. It had been weeks since Paris had made Rory the offer of reporter on her highly read paper, a job Rory had always dreamed of, but the paper and Paris are in Boston, while the Marianos' were in Stars Hollow.  Jess and Rory had gone over what the options were many times, pro-con lists were made, talks with Jess's employer, as well as Paris and Lorelai, were made and much worrying was done on Chris and Olivia's part. They didn't want to move away to the only home they'd ever had. Sure they partially grew up in Hartford, and some in Boston itself, but Stars Hollow was home. Rory and Jess walked into the living room from their bedroom, solemn looks on their faces.

            "Hi guys."

            "What have you guys decided?" Liv cut right to the point. Jess smiled, that was his girl.

            "Umm…well we thought about it and wanted to see what you guys thought before making the final decision." Rory said calmly.

            " What is the job exactly Mom?" Chris asked.

            "It would be a job covering local human interest stories. Traveling all over Boston, and surrounding towns in Massachusetts and some Connecticut stories. I could be home with you guys if I wanted if you were sick or something and wanted me home."

            "Kind of like Dad's job only human interest instead of music." Liv said.  Jess nodded in agreement.

            "Yeah, and Paris said there was an opening for me on the paper if I needed it, but since most of my stories cover Hartford, Boston, and New York anyway I could stay where I am, so my job is not an issue here."

            "What about school for us?"

            "We'd leave, if I decided to take it, after the year is over. It's Paris, she realizes you, and I have to finish out the year. But I could take Hartford stories on the side until the year's over. And if you really wanted to graduate from Chilton, we talked to Grams and she said that you guys could stay with her until graduation."

            "Think about it guys, we're not saying decide now, but think about it. And we know you guys are thinking about Colin and Lauren, but they can visit. It's Boston's not that far away." Jess smiled at his kids seeing their minds weigh each side, and looked at his wife who was visibly stressed and tired from the decision, how hard it would be to leave the kids at school, and Stars Hollow, which she never lived away from except for school.

            "Okay Dad, we'll let you guys know in a little while." Jess nodded and his kids got off the couch and went down the stairs that led to their half of the house. Jess got up out of his chair next to Rory and went into the kitchen to make her some coffee. He heard her sigh, and wished he could make the decision for her. He knew that she loved Boston, and it was a great opportunity, but he didn't think that Rory could ever leave Stars Hollow.

~~Downstairs~~

            Liv and Chris went into Liv's room and closed the door. Liv climbed onto her bed and hugged her bear close to her chest.

                        "Do you think we should go?" Chris asked her from her desk chair.

                        "They are giving us the option to stay until graduation, probably making weekend trips up there 'till then." Liv and Chris looked at each other; Chris turned to the computer and opened up an excel document to make their own pro-con list.

                        "Pro, closer to Grandpa and Aunt Georgia. Closer to Lane, Dave, and Kim."

                        "Con, 2 and a half hours away from Lauren and Colin, possibly 3 if Colin's at school."

                        "Pro, Dad wouldn't have to change jobs."

                        "Con, we'd have to change schools, or stay at Chilton and stay with Grams or Grandma Emily, but we'd have to be away from Mom and Dad

                        "Con, 2 and a half hours away from Lorelai and movie nights."

                        "Con, if mom and dad were both covering a story out of town, we'd be by ourselves."

                        "Put that in the pro column too Chris." Chris smiled at his sister.

                        "It all comes down to what does Mom want to do? If she's not willing to quit SHH we're making ourselves crazy for nothing."

                        "I don't think she'd be making herself crazy like this if she wasn't willing to do it Chris." Chris shrugged his shoulders as a knock was heard from the door.

                        "Come in!" Liv exclaimed.  Jess walked into his daughter's room, smiling at what he saw his kids doing, they were so much like their mother. "Hey Daddy."  Jess nodded a hi, looking around the room at Liv's book collection. He noted some of his favorites, as well as some of Rory's, plus some new titles, and some that neither had really liked but Liv loved. He turned to his kids, in a well? type of way.

                        "We've decided that we'll do whatever Mom wants to do." Jess smiled, they were so much like Rory. He nodded and kissed Liv on the top of her head and left the room. Liv looked at her brother, then at the phone, they both lunged for it but Liv was closer. Chris glared at her, "Let me know when you're done." Liv dialed the number as Chris left the room.

            One ring, two rings, three rings, "Hello?"

                        "Hey Rabbit, it's Liv is Colin there?" Colin's roommate Peter answered the phone, but in every Gilmore fashion, the first pop culture icon to pop in to her head is the one she calls the other person.

                        "For the last time Liv, please don't call me that." Liv smiled.

                        "Whatever you say Rabbit." Then she heard him call Colin! into the background.

                        "Hello?"

                        "Hi."

                        "What's the matter? Still not sure about the move?" Liv's smile got bigger, he always knew exactly what she was thinking.

                        "Yeah. Mom and Dad asked what we thought tonight. They even said that if they did go, we could stay in Stars Hollow with Lorelai or Grandma Emily until graduation."

                        "Well that's good right? I mean that way you don't have to worry about switching schools just to leave again."

                        "But then we'll be so far away from Mom and Dad, and I don't think I could do that."

                        "I understand. But I'll miss you if you move."

                        "I'll miss you too. Are you coming here this weekend?"

                        "My dad wants me home this weekend in Virginia. Liv stop pouting. I know you are. I'll be there next weekend. And I think my family's coming up here for Thanksgiving. So we get to see each other then, and you can finally meet my dad."

                        "And your mom."

                        "Yeah. She doesn't really like going to Uncle Tristan's. She says that Dad and Tristan get to 'immature' when they're around each other. Oh and I'm warning you now Liv, she might not like you at first because your not a 'proper' girl. But you gotta realize that means nothing to me Liv."

                        "I know. You gotta remember that I grew up partially with Hartford's social elite. I know how to act, and I'm partially proper, when I want to be…sometimes." Colin smiled over the phone.

                        "Yeah, yeah. My parents, your parents, Lorelai, Chris, Lauren, and Uncle Tristan? This is going to be interesting."

                        "That is if we don't move." Liv's voice got soft.

                        "Aw, sweetie, I wish I didn't have exams right now. Or I'd come over now."

                        "No I'm sorry to get you all worried. I just needed to talk to you. Chris is knocking on the door, I gotta go."

                        "Let me know what they decide."

                        "I will. I'll talk to you later."

                        "Soon, definitely soon. Bye."

                        "Bye." Liv hung up the phone and walked across the hall to Chris's room.

                        "I'm off the phone."

                        "Thanks."  Liv walked back into her room, turned on her mom's old Lifehouse album full volume. She say down on her bed and sighed. She looked around her room. She grew up here. Chris and herself used to share a room upstairs, but when they were 13 their parents decided to let them move downstairs and make the bottom half of the house teenage central. Liv got one of the downstairs bedrooms and Chris for the other one. They spent months redecorating the downstairs, that was originally a movie room/office for Jess and Rory. On their 14th birthday it was unveiled. The big screen was still there but new couches, new beds, a new desk for Liv, wall to ceiling bookshelves, among other things were all now in. The big surprise though, besides the private phone line, was the separate entrance. So it was basically the twins' own little apartment. Except that their was no door to the stairs so their parents could hear a lot that was going on in there. Liv thought about it a little longer. She didn't want to move.