Disclaimer: I do not own Gilmore Girls. The only characters I own are the
ones that you do not recognise. If I owned Gilmore Girls, then the
Australian television network might not have cut off the season halfway
through, just as it was getting to the good parts. Also Jess would have
stayed well and truly where he was!!
Chapter Three:-
Lorelai Gilmore looked up from the front desk and spotted her daughter curled up on a window seat, a dreamy smile on her pretty face, a soft sigh escaping from her lips. In the way of Gilmore women, Rory did not look her age. She looked as though she should be away at college with her whole life ahead of her, not the twenty eight year old single mother she was. And Lorelai could bet, without a doubt, what her daughter was staring into space about. Him. Jess. Rory always got sad around this time of year, the start of summer was only six weeks away. In two months time, then the sky was impossibly blue and the days were long and hot, Rory's mind would drift back through the years and she would remember the last time she had seen Jess, when she had given him the gift of her virginity and he had given her the gift of their baby daughter. Rory had persuaded Lorelai to make a detour to the other side of the country, completely out of their way on their way to Europe. Lorelai hadn't taken much persuading, she knew how important it was for Rory to see Jess one last time, so that she could move on with her life. All those movie stars in Los Angeles were an added bonus. So she had agreed. Rory had two final days with Jess while Lorelai had two days of celeb-watching. If she had known what would happen then maybe she wouldn't have been so agreeable. But then Amber wouldn't be with them, and in this case, some things were meant to be.
The day passed quickly, and Rory soon found herself outside the school gates, waiting for Amber to finish school. Today was Rory's day to watch the little hell-raisers after school and she knew just the thing to keep them distracted and away from all garden gnomes. Rory had known exactly who had been behind this morning's reenactment of the Battle of Waterloo as soon as she had seen it. She knew her little hell-spawn too well, recognised the creative skills needed to pull off such a caper. And part of her was proud. Even though Jess was gone from Stars Hollow, a large part of him remained in the daughter no one knew he had.
Chapter Three:-
Lorelai Gilmore looked up from the front desk and spotted her daughter curled up on a window seat, a dreamy smile on her pretty face, a soft sigh escaping from her lips. In the way of Gilmore women, Rory did not look her age. She looked as though she should be away at college with her whole life ahead of her, not the twenty eight year old single mother she was. And Lorelai could bet, without a doubt, what her daughter was staring into space about. Him. Jess. Rory always got sad around this time of year, the start of summer was only six weeks away. In two months time, then the sky was impossibly blue and the days were long and hot, Rory's mind would drift back through the years and she would remember the last time she had seen Jess, when she had given him the gift of her virginity and he had given her the gift of their baby daughter. Rory had persuaded Lorelai to make a detour to the other side of the country, completely out of their way on their way to Europe. Lorelai hadn't taken much persuading, she knew how important it was for Rory to see Jess one last time, so that she could move on with her life. All those movie stars in Los Angeles were an added bonus. So she had agreed. Rory had two final days with Jess while Lorelai had two days of celeb-watching. If she had known what would happen then maybe she wouldn't have been so agreeable. But then Amber wouldn't be with them, and in this case, some things were meant to be.
The day passed quickly, and Rory soon found herself outside the school gates, waiting for Amber to finish school. Today was Rory's day to watch the little hell-raisers after school and she knew just the thing to keep them distracted and away from all garden gnomes. Rory had known exactly who had been behind this morning's reenactment of the Battle of Waterloo as soon as she had seen it. She knew her little hell-spawn too well, recognised the creative skills needed to pull off such a caper. And part of her was proud. Even though Jess was gone from Stars Hollow, a large part of him remained in the daughter no one knew he had.