~Five years or so later~
Rory sat in her apartment and thought about her life. It had been five years since she had graduated from Chilton, and she was nowhere near who she thought she would be, but she was happy. Everyone had been surprised when she had announced that she and Paris would be moving to New York to start their own law firm. She hadn't seen anyone for a long time; her mother had visited in March, and her grandparents came up once and a while, but other than that, she missed Stars Hollow. She missed Lane, and she even missed Dean. They had put aside their differences and become friends, though their relationship was never the same. But most of all, she missed Jess. Rory hadn't seen him since they had dragged him off; she hadn't heard from him and she hadn't heard about him. But that was in the past. Rory pulled her feet up to her chin on her chair and sipped her coffee, staring blankly out the window. Paris was out in court, and wouldn't be home for a while.
"Honey? I'm back." came a voice from the kitchen, where the door was. Rory got out of her chair and ran to Rubin, throwing her arms around him and giving him a welcome home kiss.
"How was your day?" She asked him, smiling warmly, as he took off his coat and hung it on the hook. He was very handsome, Rory thought to herself. She had met him two years ago at an office party and they had hit it off. They had been together ever since.
"It was fine. The usual boring stuff." Rubin told her, setting his briefcase down in the kitchen. One of the reasons Rory like Rubin so much was his light personality. He was always happy, and always kept an optimistic view of everything.
"Awesome. So, do you have to work anymore tonight?" Rory asked him, slipping her hands around his waist.
"Luckily, no." He replied with a smile, kissing her. She sighed happily, and they settled down to watch a movie before going to bed.
The next morning was the usual frantic morning. Rory made pancakes while Paris and Rubin bustled around getting ready for work. On her way past Rory to get to the bathroom, Rory stopped Paris.
"Hey. You were home late last night." Rory commented while flipping pancakes.
"Yah, you wouldn't believe this case. The jury didn't get back until at least eleven. I suppose they think that I've got nothing better to do besides sit around an office and wait for them." Paris said, rolling her eyes and continuing to the bathroom. Rubin came up behind her and kissed her neck.
"I've gotta go, Ror." He told her, looking hungrily at the pancakes.
"No time for breakfast?" Rory asked him, motioning with her spatula.
"Nope." Rubin replied, regretfully, "but I might be home early, you never know. See ya." Rory turned around so he could kiss her once, before he ran out the door. After she and Paris had gobbled down the pancakes, Rory drove them both to their neat little law office. Paris went out on a case, while Rory stayed behind to answer phones and do some paper work. She had no particular case at the moment. Clients came in and out of the office all day, some wanting advice, some wanting estimates. Rory was very busy and made a mental note to hire a secretary. Paris came back and started helping, so things were a bit less hectic. At around three in the afternoon, a client with blond, curly hair walked in, almost in tears. Once Rory had her calmed down, Rory brought her into a private office room and sat her down.
"Ok, Miss, would you like to tell me what's the problem." She asked the woman quietly. The woman looked up.
"I'm really sorry," She said, "It's just that I've never been charged with anything before. And no I'm being charged with nuisance, and I don't know what to do." The woman was almost in tears. Rory smiled at her.
"It's alright, nuisance isn't that serious, so you can't go to jail, and people are rarely successful at suing for it. Would you tell me how you are a nuisance?" Rory asked her calmly. The woman blushed.
"It's just.Well, gee, this is really very embarrassing for me. You see, the people in the apartment next door to mine and my husbands are charging me with.disturbing the peace." The woman said. Rory shook her head.
"I don't understand," she relied, "What for?"
"We.um.well, during lovemaking." The woman went on, bright red, "I'm very.vocal."
"Oh!" Rory said, surprised, "Well.uh, I suppose I can take your case. You'll have to give me some more details than that." The woman smiled.
"Thanks, honey, I knew you'd understand. We're not so different, you and I. We're about the same age, and I couldn't bear to go to some old, stuffy lawyers who would laugh at my case. What sort of details do you need?" The woman asked.
"I guess I'll need to know how long you've lived in the apartment, and how long you've been.vocal, as you put it. I'll also need to meet your husband, and speak with your neighbors and their attorney." Rory said reasonably, as she stood up, "By the way, I'm Rory Gilmore." Rory extended her hand.
"Nice to meet you, Miss. Gilmore. I'm Patty. And I do appreciate your help. We've live in this apartment ever since we got married, I guess that's.3 years. My husband and I live there with my son, who's going to be one in July. As to how long I've been "vocal", I guess as long as I've known my husband. I don't like to brag, but he is amazing in bed." Patty winked, as Rory led her to the front door. Rory laughed.
"Well, I guess we should arrange a meeting between me, you and your husband. When's good for you?" She asked Patty, taking out her agenda. Patty thought for a moment.
"Well, it's going to be a really busy week. How does lunch tomorrow sound?" she asked Rory, as she slipped her coat on. Rory thought about her day.
"Yes, I guess that would be fine." She said, nodding, and writing it in her agenda. Then she smiled and shook hands with Patty.
"It's was nice to meet you." Patty said, as she closed the office door behind her. Rory sighed, and went back to work.
That night at home, Paris told her something very interesting.
"You'll never guess who I'm defending, Rory!" She exclaimed, as they sat down to supper.
"Who?" Rory asked, interested. Rubin, who wasn't very interested in Law, kept eating.
"Tristian!" Paris told her. Rory almost choked.
"You're kidding me! What did he do?" She asked, intrigued. Rubin looked up.
"Who's Tristian?" he asked, mildly interested. The girls ignored him.
"Bank fraud." Paris said, laughing, "Can you believe it?" Rory laughed, too.
"How is he?" She asked.
"Gorgeous as ever." Paris commented, going back to her meal.
"Better looking than me?" Rubin asked, joking.
"Hell yes, if he's anything like I remember him." Rory said coyly.
"Hey, watch it!" Rubin laughed, punching her playfully on the shoulder. Paris rolled her eyes.
"Ah, true love." She drawled, in a French accent. Then she stood up.
"I'll do the dishes. You two can occupy yourselves anyway you feel like it." She said, and giving Rory a wink, Paris started to clear the dishes. Rubin took Rory's hand and pulled her into the bedroom.
Rubin was a good lover, Rory had no complaints. She'd had worse; she'd had better. Jess, mostly, but Rory pushed him to the back of her mind, because when she thought about him, she couldn't concentrate on anything else. Rubin undressed her, and made love to her slowly, and she forgot all about him. Later, as they lay in bed, tired and breathing hard, Rubin spoke up.
"So, who's Tristian?" He asked, wrapping a piece of Rory's hair around his finger.
"No one important. Just someone I used to know." Rory said absently, staring into Rubin's eyes.
"Someone else you used to date?" Rubin asked her, gently stroking her breast. Rory smiled.
"What do you mean, 'Someone else?'" She replied, smiling and slapping his hand away playfully. Rubin took a deep breath.
"What I meant was.someone else.besides Jess." Rory was shocked. She sat up in bed and stared at him.
"How do you know about Jess?" She asked him, surprised. Rubin sat up, too, and smiled sadly.
"Well, first I found a book, that said Jess Mariano on the inside cover. I didn't think much of that, but then." Rubin said quietly.
"But then what?" Rory demanded.
"But then you called out for him in your sleep." Rory took a deep breath, but didn't say anything.
"It's not like I think you cheat, Rory," Rubin continued, "I asked Paris about him and she told me everything. I don't care about him. I know you're over it. Right?"
"Right." Rory replied shakily, but she lay back down on the bed, closed her eyes and went to sleep.
The next day was every bit as hectic as the last. At the office, they had a lot of clients coming in, and Rory was ready to go crazy. When Tristian walked in she had to spend a bit of time catching up with him. Paris had been right; he did look good. She spent an hour or so catching up with him, and then Rubin showed up for a surprise visit. Rory always love it when he did that, because it took her mind of work. She kissed him enthusiastically and introduced him to Tristian. They got along well, and Rory went back to some work. At 11:30, Rubin knocked on her office door.
"Hey, Rory, you work too hard.Let me take you out for lunch." Rory glanced at he watch. Lunch.
"Shit, Lunch!" She exclaimed, standing up and knocking over some papers.
"That's what I said." Rubin replied, confused.
"No, I'm supposed to meet a client and her husband for lunch!" Rory said, grabbing her coat.
"Oh, well that's ok. We can go some other time." Rubin began, turning to leave. He knew that when Rory was busy it was best for him to leave her alone.
"Wait, Rubin. Why don't you come?" She asked, hopefully.
"Sure." Rubin agreed, following her out the door.
When Rory arrived at the restaurant, she was earlier than she thought. Patty hadn't even arrived yet, so she and Rubin sat down and ordered.
"So, about last night." Rubin started, nervously.
"Don't worry about it," Rory stopped him, "I'm sorry. I don't keep secrets from you, Rubin. I was just tense. And last night was amazing." She smiled, taking his hand. They waited, talking, for another half an hour before Patty and her husband finally arrived.
"Oh, God, Miss.Gilmore, I'm so sorry we're so late, you see traffic was horrible." Patty started to make excuses, but Rory wasn't listening. She was staring at Patty's husband. Rubin noticed.
"Rory, what's wrong?" He whispered to her, trying to get her to stop staring.
"Jess." Rory breathed. ******
Rory sat in her apartment and thought about her life. It had been five years since she had graduated from Chilton, and she was nowhere near who she thought she would be, but she was happy. Everyone had been surprised when she had announced that she and Paris would be moving to New York to start their own law firm. She hadn't seen anyone for a long time; her mother had visited in March, and her grandparents came up once and a while, but other than that, she missed Stars Hollow. She missed Lane, and she even missed Dean. They had put aside their differences and become friends, though their relationship was never the same. But most of all, she missed Jess. Rory hadn't seen him since they had dragged him off; she hadn't heard from him and she hadn't heard about him. But that was in the past. Rory pulled her feet up to her chin on her chair and sipped her coffee, staring blankly out the window. Paris was out in court, and wouldn't be home for a while.
"Honey? I'm back." came a voice from the kitchen, where the door was. Rory got out of her chair and ran to Rubin, throwing her arms around him and giving him a welcome home kiss.
"How was your day?" She asked him, smiling warmly, as he took off his coat and hung it on the hook. He was very handsome, Rory thought to herself. She had met him two years ago at an office party and they had hit it off. They had been together ever since.
"It was fine. The usual boring stuff." Rubin told her, setting his briefcase down in the kitchen. One of the reasons Rory like Rubin so much was his light personality. He was always happy, and always kept an optimistic view of everything.
"Awesome. So, do you have to work anymore tonight?" Rory asked him, slipping her hands around his waist.
"Luckily, no." He replied with a smile, kissing her. She sighed happily, and they settled down to watch a movie before going to bed.
The next morning was the usual frantic morning. Rory made pancakes while Paris and Rubin bustled around getting ready for work. On her way past Rory to get to the bathroom, Rory stopped Paris.
"Hey. You were home late last night." Rory commented while flipping pancakes.
"Yah, you wouldn't believe this case. The jury didn't get back until at least eleven. I suppose they think that I've got nothing better to do besides sit around an office and wait for them." Paris said, rolling her eyes and continuing to the bathroom. Rubin came up behind her and kissed her neck.
"I've gotta go, Ror." He told her, looking hungrily at the pancakes.
"No time for breakfast?" Rory asked him, motioning with her spatula.
"Nope." Rubin replied, regretfully, "but I might be home early, you never know. See ya." Rory turned around so he could kiss her once, before he ran out the door. After she and Paris had gobbled down the pancakes, Rory drove them both to their neat little law office. Paris went out on a case, while Rory stayed behind to answer phones and do some paper work. She had no particular case at the moment. Clients came in and out of the office all day, some wanting advice, some wanting estimates. Rory was very busy and made a mental note to hire a secretary. Paris came back and started helping, so things were a bit less hectic. At around three in the afternoon, a client with blond, curly hair walked in, almost in tears. Once Rory had her calmed down, Rory brought her into a private office room and sat her down.
"Ok, Miss, would you like to tell me what's the problem." She asked the woman quietly. The woman looked up.
"I'm really sorry," She said, "It's just that I've never been charged with anything before. And no I'm being charged with nuisance, and I don't know what to do." The woman was almost in tears. Rory smiled at her.
"It's alright, nuisance isn't that serious, so you can't go to jail, and people are rarely successful at suing for it. Would you tell me how you are a nuisance?" Rory asked her calmly. The woman blushed.
"It's just.Well, gee, this is really very embarrassing for me. You see, the people in the apartment next door to mine and my husbands are charging me with.disturbing the peace." The woman said. Rory shook her head.
"I don't understand," she relied, "What for?"
"We.um.well, during lovemaking." The woman went on, bright red, "I'm very.vocal."
"Oh!" Rory said, surprised, "Well.uh, I suppose I can take your case. You'll have to give me some more details than that." The woman smiled.
"Thanks, honey, I knew you'd understand. We're not so different, you and I. We're about the same age, and I couldn't bear to go to some old, stuffy lawyers who would laugh at my case. What sort of details do you need?" The woman asked.
"I guess I'll need to know how long you've lived in the apartment, and how long you've been.vocal, as you put it. I'll also need to meet your husband, and speak with your neighbors and their attorney." Rory said reasonably, as she stood up, "By the way, I'm Rory Gilmore." Rory extended her hand.
"Nice to meet you, Miss. Gilmore. I'm Patty. And I do appreciate your help. We've live in this apartment ever since we got married, I guess that's.3 years. My husband and I live there with my son, who's going to be one in July. As to how long I've been "vocal", I guess as long as I've known my husband. I don't like to brag, but he is amazing in bed." Patty winked, as Rory led her to the front door. Rory laughed.
"Well, I guess we should arrange a meeting between me, you and your husband. When's good for you?" She asked Patty, taking out her agenda. Patty thought for a moment.
"Well, it's going to be a really busy week. How does lunch tomorrow sound?" she asked Rory, as she slipped her coat on. Rory thought about her day.
"Yes, I guess that would be fine." She said, nodding, and writing it in her agenda. Then she smiled and shook hands with Patty.
"It's was nice to meet you." Patty said, as she closed the office door behind her. Rory sighed, and went back to work.
That night at home, Paris told her something very interesting.
"You'll never guess who I'm defending, Rory!" She exclaimed, as they sat down to supper.
"Who?" Rory asked, interested. Rubin, who wasn't very interested in Law, kept eating.
"Tristian!" Paris told her. Rory almost choked.
"You're kidding me! What did he do?" She asked, intrigued. Rubin looked up.
"Who's Tristian?" he asked, mildly interested. The girls ignored him.
"Bank fraud." Paris said, laughing, "Can you believe it?" Rory laughed, too.
"How is he?" She asked.
"Gorgeous as ever." Paris commented, going back to her meal.
"Better looking than me?" Rubin asked, joking.
"Hell yes, if he's anything like I remember him." Rory said coyly.
"Hey, watch it!" Rubin laughed, punching her playfully on the shoulder. Paris rolled her eyes.
"Ah, true love." She drawled, in a French accent. Then she stood up.
"I'll do the dishes. You two can occupy yourselves anyway you feel like it." She said, and giving Rory a wink, Paris started to clear the dishes. Rubin took Rory's hand and pulled her into the bedroom.
Rubin was a good lover, Rory had no complaints. She'd had worse; she'd had better. Jess, mostly, but Rory pushed him to the back of her mind, because when she thought about him, she couldn't concentrate on anything else. Rubin undressed her, and made love to her slowly, and she forgot all about him. Later, as they lay in bed, tired and breathing hard, Rubin spoke up.
"So, who's Tristian?" He asked, wrapping a piece of Rory's hair around his finger.
"No one important. Just someone I used to know." Rory said absently, staring into Rubin's eyes.
"Someone else you used to date?" Rubin asked her, gently stroking her breast. Rory smiled.
"What do you mean, 'Someone else?'" She replied, smiling and slapping his hand away playfully. Rubin took a deep breath.
"What I meant was.someone else.besides Jess." Rory was shocked. She sat up in bed and stared at him.
"How do you know about Jess?" She asked him, surprised. Rubin sat up, too, and smiled sadly.
"Well, first I found a book, that said Jess Mariano on the inside cover. I didn't think much of that, but then." Rubin said quietly.
"But then what?" Rory demanded.
"But then you called out for him in your sleep." Rory took a deep breath, but didn't say anything.
"It's not like I think you cheat, Rory," Rubin continued, "I asked Paris about him and she told me everything. I don't care about him. I know you're over it. Right?"
"Right." Rory replied shakily, but she lay back down on the bed, closed her eyes and went to sleep.
The next day was every bit as hectic as the last. At the office, they had a lot of clients coming in, and Rory was ready to go crazy. When Tristian walked in she had to spend a bit of time catching up with him. Paris had been right; he did look good. She spent an hour or so catching up with him, and then Rubin showed up for a surprise visit. Rory always love it when he did that, because it took her mind of work. She kissed him enthusiastically and introduced him to Tristian. They got along well, and Rory went back to some work. At 11:30, Rubin knocked on her office door.
"Hey, Rory, you work too hard.Let me take you out for lunch." Rory glanced at he watch. Lunch.
"Shit, Lunch!" She exclaimed, standing up and knocking over some papers.
"That's what I said." Rubin replied, confused.
"No, I'm supposed to meet a client and her husband for lunch!" Rory said, grabbing her coat.
"Oh, well that's ok. We can go some other time." Rubin began, turning to leave. He knew that when Rory was busy it was best for him to leave her alone.
"Wait, Rubin. Why don't you come?" She asked, hopefully.
"Sure." Rubin agreed, following her out the door.
When Rory arrived at the restaurant, she was earlier than she thought. Patty hadn't even arrived yet, so she and Rubin sat down and ordered.
"So, about last night." Rubin started, nervously.
"Don't worry about it," Rory stopped him, "I'm sorry. I don't keep secrets from you, Rubin. I was just tense. And last night was amazing." She smiled, taking his hand. They waited, talking, for another half an hour before Patty and her husband finally arrived.
"Oh, God, Miss.Gilmore, I'm so sorry we're so late, you see traffic was horrible." Patty started to make excuses, but Rory wasn't listening. She was staring at Patty's husband. Rubin noticed.
"Rory, what's wrong?" He whispered to her, trying to get her to stop staring.
"Jess." Rory breathed. ******
