Hey people, here I am again, with a new chapter, I would shout out, but I
only got 2 reviews on the last chapter, was it that bad? But anyway,
thanks to Mandie and I'll never tell for reviewing, its always appreciated,
anyway, on with the story!
*** The night before the wedding, right before the rehearsal dinner, Rory discovered some shocking news.
"I'm pregnant, again!" She sobbed to Paris, who was rubbing her back, trying to console her.
"Oh, honey. Why is that a bad thing? You two want to have kids, this is a blessing."
"Sure, I want to have kids, but, what if I lose this one too? I don't think I could handle it, two miscarriages so close together. And I don't even know how I keep on getting pregnant." Rory said, throwing her hands up in the air.
"Well, if you don't know that, then you've got some other things to worry about." Paris replied, laughing.
"This is so not the time for jokes, I'm really worried here! How is this happening? We use condoms, most of the time."
"Well, most of the time just doesn't cut it. And you're going to be fine this time, just take it easy. When you go off to the warm beaches of Mazatlan, just lay around. Get a tan on your pale ass."
"God I hope you're right. I don't know if I can go out there right now, he's going to know that somethings wrong."
"Well, you cant think about that now, you need to wipe your face and get your butt out there before he comes looking for you. Tell him tonight."
"I wont be able to tell him tonight, right after the dinner I am going with my mom to the Inn, and he's staying at my house. She doesn't want to take the chance that he'll see me before the wedding. God, that's so weird, saying 'the wedding'. I never thought, ever, that I would be marrying Tristan DuGrey, god how I hated him." She said, rising from the toilet seat in the bathroom of Luke's Diner, where the rehearsal dinner was being held.
" Well, then find a time to tell him sometime soon. Tell him on the plane ride over to Mexico tomorrow. But, lets go." Paris replied, handing a wet paper towel to Rory.
Rory nodded, and washed her face, erasing all evidence of her tears. "Ok, lets go." She said, walking out of the stall.
She put a smile on her face and walked back into the dining room where all of her friends and family sat, waiting for her.
"Hi again, I'm sorry for the delay, I haven't been feeling very well lately. But, lets eat!" She addressed to her audience.
*** "Mom, can I please kiss him goodnight?" Rory asked her impatient mother later that night after the dinner had wrapped up.
"Ok, 10 minutes, hurry it up." Lorelai said, walking back into the diner to say goodbye to Luke.
Rory and Tristan joined hands and started walking.
"So are you going to tell me what's wrong?" Tristan asked, lacing their fingers.
"Nothing important, I'll tell you after the wedding. Don't worry about it." She replied, giving him a reassuring smile.
"Hmm." Was the only reply she got. She looked up and saw the gazebo at which she would be standing under, less than 15 hours from then.
"Don't worry about it, the only thing you have to be worried about is making it to the gazebo on time tomorrow."
"Oh don't you worry about that, I will be there, at 11:00 a.m. with bells on, literally. Your mother bought bells for my shoes. Should I be worried?"
"No, I don't think so, I think that's just her. Can you beleive it? We're going to be married tomorrow. How incredible is that?"
"Well, what's incredible is you. And you will be even more incredible with my name attached to yours, and when we have kids, and our own huge house, and everything. I can't wait to start our life together, God I love you." Tristan said, turning to her, pulling her close. He raised his hand to her face and started rubbing her cheek.
"I love you too, more than I think anybody realizes. I cant wait to start our life together either. Tristan, I have something..."
"Rory, lets go. You got 12 minutes, that should have been enough time. You need your sleep, you don't want to be a droopy bride." Lorelai cut in, walking out of the diner.
Rory rolled her eyes, "Ok mom, I'm coming."
"Ok, I'll see you tomorrow, at 11 a.m, with bells on." Tristan said, giving her a quick kiss.
"With bells on." Rory repeated, releasing his hand and running to her mother.
"You know mom, it wouldn't have killed you to give us a few more minutes."
"Well, it might have killed you, or him. I don't want you two to jinx this, just humor me please." Lorelai replied, putting an arm around her daughters shoulders.
***
"Rory, woo hoo, its time to get up. You're getting married today." Lorelai whispered to her beautiful, sleeping daughter.
"5 more minutes, please?" Rory mumbled, rolling to her other side. 2 seconds later she shot up and yelled, "Oh my god, I'm getting married today!" She scrambled out of the bed and started running around the room to gather her stuff.
"Why didn't you wake me up sooner? I'm going to be late for my own wedding!" Rory shrieked to her mother.
"Rory, calm down! You have 3 hours! Its only 8 in the morning. You don't have to show up until 11, jeez. Now I know why I never got married."
Rory stopped, looked at her clock, and took a deep breath. "Oh my god, I think I'm going to lose my mind."
"No, that's my job. You just sit down and I'm gonna go grab Arlene and tell her your ready to get your hair done." (A/N: I didn't know who did the hair in Stars Hollow, so...I had to make somebody up.)
2 hours later Rory's hair was just getting done, and her mother had just started doing her make-up.
"Mom, I don't want the blue. I decided on the silver." Rory whined.
"But the blue brings out the color in your eyes." Lorelai protested.
"Mother, this is my wedding, and I want the silver." Rory demanded, giving her 'The Look.'
"Ok, jeez, we'll do the silver." Lorelai gave in, sighing.
½ an hour later Rory was slipping into her strapless, stunning gown.
"Mom, my boobs aren't big enough to hold this up! The dress is going to fall down!" Rory complained.
"Rory, the next time you get married, please don't invite me, cuz this is no fun." Lorelai sighed, tightening the clasp in the back of her dress.
"Mom, come on. I just want everything to be perfect! Why is that so hard to understand?"
"Because Rory, everything is already perfect. You are perfect, the groom is perfect, the wedding party is perfect, even the Gazebo is perfect! Just calm down and stop ordering everybody around!"
"No, mom, everything isn't perfect. If everything was perfect, Grandma and Grandpa would be here, and dad would be here giving me away instead of Luke." Rory replied, holding back tears.
"Honey, you know your grandparents are looking down on you from heaven watching this. And, Luke is practically your father, he loves you just like a father. And he is so honored to be giving you away." Lorelai replied, Hugging her.
"Yea, you're right. I guess I've just been looking at it all wrong, looking for something that isn't perfect. But you're right, everything is perfect, and I couldn't ask for a better wedding day." Rory said, smiling.
"Good, now, lets finish getting you dressed so we can go out and get you hitched." Lorelai said, giving her a motherly tap on the butt.
"Ok." Rory replied, excitedly.
10 minutes later, at exactly 10:55 Rory was walking out to where her guests sat, excited that this day was finally here.
Rory and Luke reached the end of the red carpet laid out for her to march down, and she looked up towards the alter/gazebo expecting to see Tristan.
Tons of horrible things ran through her mind when she seen that the only person standing up there was the preist.
*** The night before the wedding, right before the rehearsal dinner, Rory discovered some shocking news.
"I'm pregnant, again!" She sobbed to Paris, who was rubbing her back, trying to console her.
"Oh, honey. Why is that a bad thing? You two want to have kids, this is a blessing."
"Sure, I want to have kids, but, what if I lose this one too? I don't think I could handle it, two miscarriages so close together. And I don't even know how I keep on getting pregnant." Rory said, throwing her hands up in the air.
"Well, if you don't know that, then you've got some other things to worry about." Paris replied, laughing.
"This is so not the time for jokes, I'm really worried here! How is this happening? We use condoms, most of the time."
"Well, most of the time just doesn't cut it. And you're going to be fine this time, just take it easy. When you go off to the warm beaches of Mazatlan, just lay around. Get a tan on your pale ass."
"God I hope you're right. I don't know if I can go out there right now, he's going to know that somethings wrong."
"Well, you cant think about that now, you need to wipe your face and get your butt out there before he comes looking for you. Tell him tonight."
"I wont be able to tell him tonight, right after the dinner I am going with my mom to the Inn, and he's staying at my house. She doesn't want to take the chance that he'll see me before the wedding. God, that's so weird, saying 'the wedding'. I never thought, ever, that I would be marrying Tristan DuGrey, god how I hated him." She said, rising from the toilet seat in the bathroom of Luke's Diner, where the rehearsal dinner was being held.
" Well, then find a time to tell him sometime soon. Tell him on the plane ride over to Mexico tomorrow. But, lets go." Paris replied, handing a wet paper towel to Rory.
Rory nodded, and washed her face, erasing all evidence of her tears. "Ok, lets go." She said, walking out of the stall.
She put a smile on her face and walked back into the dining room where all of her friends and family sat, waiting for her.
"Hi again, I'm sorry for the delay, I haven't been feeling very well lately. But, lets eat!" She addressed to her audience.
*** "Mom, can I please kiss him goodnight?" Rory asked her impatient mother later that night after the dinner had wrapped up.
"Ok, 10 minutes, hurry it up." Lorelai said, walking back into the diner to say goodbye to Luke.
Rory and Tristan joined hands and started walking.
"So are you going to tell me what's wrong?" Tristan asked, lacing their fingers.
"Nothing important, I'll tell you after the wedding. Don't worry about it." She replied, giving him a reassuring smile.
"Hmm." Was the only reply she got. She looked up and saw the gazebo at which she would be standing under, less than 15 hours from then.
"Don't worry about it, the only thing you have to be worried about is making it to the gazebo on time tomorrow."
"Oh don't you worry about that, I will be there, at 11:00 a.m. with bells on, literally. Your mother bought bells for my shoes. Should I be worried?"
"No, I don't think so, I think that's just her. Can you beleive it? We're going to be married tomorrow. How incredible is that?"
"Well, what's incredible is you. And you will be even more incredible with my name attached to yours, and when we have kids, and our own huge house, and everything. I can't wait to start our life together, God I love you." Tristan said, turning to her, pulling her close. He raised his hand to her face and started rubbing her cheek.
"I love you too, more than I think anybody realizes. I cant wait to start our life together either. Tristan, I have something..."
"Rory, lets go. You got 12 minutes, that should have been enough time. You need your sleep, you don't want to be a droopy bride." Lorelai cut in, walking out of the diner.
Rory rolled her eyes, "Ok mom, I'm coming."
"Ok, I'll see you tomorrow, at 11 a.m, with bells on." Tristan said, giving her a quick kiss.
"With bells on." Rory repeated, releasing his hand and running to her mother.
"You know mom, it wouldn't have killed you to give us a few more minutes."
"Well, it might have killed you, or him. I don't want you two to jinx this, just humor me please." Lorelai replied, putting an arm around her daughters shoulders.
***
"Rory, woo hoo, its time to get up. You're getting married today." Lorelai whispered to her beautiful, sleeping daughter.
"5 more minutes, please?" Rory mumbled, rolling to her other side. 2 seconds later she shot up and yelled, "Oh my god, I'm getting married today!" She scrambled out of the bed and started running around the room to gather her stuff.
"Why didn't you wake me up sooner? I'm going to be late for my own wedding!" Rory shrieked to her mother.
"Rory, calm down! You have 3 hours! Its only 8 in the morning. You don't have to show up until 11, jeez. Now I know why I never got married."
Rory stopped, looked at her clock, and took a deep breath. "Oh my god, I think I'm going to lose my mind."
"No, that's my job. You just sit down and I'm gonna go grab Arlene and tell her your ready to get your hair done." (A/N: I didn't know who did the hair in Stars Hollow, so...I had to make somebody up.)
2 hours later Rory's hair was just getting done, and her mother had just started doing her make-up.
"Mom, I don't want the blue. I decided on the silver." Rory whined.
"But the blue brings out the color in your eyes." Lorelai protested.
"Mother, this is my wedding, and I want the silver." Rory demanded, giving her 'The Look.'
"Ok, jeez, we'll do the silver." Lorelai gave in, sighing.
½ an hour later Rory was slipping into her strapless, stunning gown.
"Mom, my boobs aren't big enough to hold this up! The dress is going to fall down!" Rory complained.
"Rory, the next time you get married, please don't invite me, cuz this is no fun." Lorelai sighed, tightening the clasp in the back of her dress.
"Mom, come on. I just want everything to be perfect! Why is that so hard to understand?"
"Because Rory, everything is already perfect. You are perfect, the groom is perfect, the wedding party is perfect, even the Gazebo is perfect! Just calm down and stop ordering everybody around!"
"No, mom, everything isn't perfect. If everything was perfect, Grandma and Grandpa would be here, and dad would be here giving me away instead of Luke." Rory replied, holding back tears.
"Honey, you know your grandparents are looking down on you from heaven watching this. And, Luke is practically your father, he loves you just like a father. And he is so honored to be giving you away." Lorelai replied, Hugging her.
"Yea, you're right. I guess I've just been looking at it all wrong, looking for something that isn't perfect. But you're right, everything is perfect, and I couldn't ask for a better wedding day." Rory said, smiling.
"Good, now, lets finish getting you dressed so we can go out and get you hitched." Lorelai said, giving her a motherly tap on the butt.
"Ok." Rory replied, excitedly.
10 minutes later, at exactly 10:55 Rory was walking out to where her guests sat, excited that this day was finally here.
Rory and Luke reached the end of the red carpet laid out for her to march down, and she looked up towards the alter/gazebo expecting to see Tristan.
Tons of horrible things ran through her mind when she seen that the only person standing up there was the preist.