*Disclaimer: I don't own the series Gilmore Girls or the characters. All I
own is my imagination and the plot.
*A/N: Hey!!! Okay, so chapter 8 was kind of a filler and I needed Rory to hug Jess. Just like I needed Rory to end up holding Tristan's hand. Why ? Well.......for the finally play between Dean and Rory in the next chapter. Or is it ? And slowly the horror is coming to the surface........:-) Thanks again for the unbelievable patience you guys have showed. Also thanks to all of you who read and reviewed the last chapter!!! Oh and................uhm.......this chapter is dedicated to Jin. Hope you don't mind! :-)
*~*~*:-)*~*~*Bye, smile :-)
Rory was in her room, clothes lying everywhere. She had changed into a pair of blue Hawaiian shorts with white flowers, but for some reason she couldn't find the perfect shirt to go with it. Normally she wasn't really into finding the right outfit, but right now she was. And she knew it made no sense. Who cared if she put on a white or a green shirt ? Rory sighed and stopped going through her clothes. She was just jittery and unsure. She was trying to find a way to explain, the fact that she hugged Jess, to herself. What had possessed her to do that ? She waited for an answer appear in her mind, but the only one that came up couldn't be true. Rory reached for her clothes again. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Rory quickly reached for a shirt and pulled it on over the red bikini, that she borrowed from Lane.
R: ''Yeah.''
When Jess stepped into the room, the first thing he noticed was Rory's bare stomach. He let his eyes linger there for a split second, before Rory pulled down her shirt to cover it.
J: ''Twister ?''
He threw a quick glance across the room.
R: ''Clothing crisis.''
Jess nodded and shifted his gaze back to Rory. Her white shirt immediately caught his attention, especially since he could see the outlines of her bikini underneath it. Though he had checked girls out like this before, it felt different with Rory. First of all, this was Rory and second of all........he was feeling something he hadn't experienced that many times. He was actually feeling guilty, he could feel it in the bottom of his stomach. And it was getting worse. He brought his eyes up to meet hers and was greeted by a whirlpool of emotions. They flew over him like a restless wind before a storm. He wondered when the storm clouds would arrive and when the rain would start to pour. Maybe the storm would never reach, but that would be unlikely.
Rory couldn't keep her hands still. She kept moving her fingers, like the way a spider would move its legs. She knew she had to do something with her hands or else she would find herself touching Jess again. She clenched and unclenched her hands one more time, before she awkwardly shoved them in the back pockets of her shorts.
R: ''So..........what's up ?''
She looked up and briefly met his eyes.
Jess shrugged.
J: ''I'm going to the beach and I was wondering if you wanted to come ?''
R: ''Since we were both going there anyway.''
Jess nodded, following her every movement. He saw the way she had been fidgeting with her fingers earlier and the way she had finally dug them into her pockets. Now, her arms were pressed against her sides and she was biting her bottom lip. Jess knew her well enough to know, that she only did that when she was having doubts or thinking of a way to break something to someone in the nicest way possible. And by the way her emotions were seen in her eyes, each one fighting to subjugate the other, it seemed as if she had the weight of both on her shoulders.
But he was wrong. Rory was indeed having doubts, but never once did she have the intention of let him down. And the doubts were starting to flicker, like the flames of a candle, and soon the wind would put them out with one soft, but solid blow.
J: ''Look, if you don't want to then all you have to do is say the word.''
Suddenly a smile crystallized on her face and unclouded her eyes.
R: ''Word ?''
Jess smirked. He never pictured her saying something so........urban. He shook his head. She had probably the craziest and the most immature humor in the world. But yet a certain solemnity always shone on the edges.
J: ''So, Vanilla Ice, are you down or what ?''
Rory nodded and smiled at him.
R: ''Yeah, I'm down.''
J: ''Let's roll.''
Rory got a book from her dresser and turned around to face Jess again.
R: ''Sorry, necessity.''
J: ''I know where you're coming from.''
Rory shot him an saccharine smile. Jess couldn't help but return the smile, only less sugar coated and honey covered, and wondered what made her smile like that. Was she thinking of their hug ? Jess shook his head. In a not so perfect world maybe. But what he didn't know, was that Rory's perfect world, was slowly crumbling and becoming slightly tainted.
*~*~*
The walk over to the beach passed in an agreeable silence. Every now and then Rory could swear that she felt Jess' eyes on her, but when she turned her head to look, there was nothing to see. As soon as they reached the beach, Shane ran up to Jess and crushed her lips against his. Rory immediately lowered her eyes, regretting hugging Jess. He had a girlfriend........how could she forget.
Jess grabbed Shane's arms and gently pushed her away from him. He turned his head and tried to catch Rory's gaze, so he could see what she was thinking. And if he had hurt her in some way, cause for once that wasn't his intention. But she was staring at the sand.
S: ''What's wrong ?''
She looked up at Jess, not understanding why he had pulled away. When she saw that he wasn't even listening to her, she followed his gaze over to Rory. A bitter look appeared on her face, causing her to frown.
S: ''Jess, what took you so long ?''
She shot him an impatient look and crossed her arms.
R: ''Oh, he just wanted advice on what shirt to wear. He wanted to look real pretty for you.''
S: ''Oh..........''
Shane looked from Jess to Rory and back to Jess again.
S: ''Wait, she saw you naked ?''
Rory softly laughed. Jess gave her an amused look.
J: ''Maybe next time.''
He winked at Rory before he slid his arm around Shane's waist and walked off.
Rory watched them walk away, side by side, and turned around with a sigh. She found herself eye in eye with Dean. He was sitting underneath the same palm tree as yesterday. She dropped her gaze and walked over to him.
R: ''Hey.''
D: ''Hey.''
Rory sat down next to him, placing her book next to her.
R: ''I got your note.''
She saw Jess and Shane kissing each other out of the corner of her eyes and made a mindless decision. She brought her head closer to Dean's and kissed him, with all the passion that had been bottling up. The worst part was, that it wasn't even meant for Dean. When Rory pulled away, Dean was looking at her with a look of bewilderment.
D: ''What was that for ?''
R: ''For being so understanding about everything.''
Rory shot him a smile, that seemed genuine on the surface. But if you would dare to look beyond that, you would find agony. Agony, cause she wasn't sure of anything anymore and it made her feel like crying.
R: ''You wanna go swimming ?''
Dean nodded and got up.
D: ''Are you sure ?''
R: ''Positive.''
Dean helped Rory up and watched her take off her shorts and shirt. While Rory was doing this, she caught Jess looking at her.
D: ''Ready ?''
Rory saw how Shane practically threw herself at Jess and nodded.
R: ''Yeah.''
*~*~*
That night, peace had returned. Rory sat at the kitchen table, a book lying open and forgotten in front of her. She was too busy observing everyone and taking in little pieces of their conversations. Dave and Dean were talking about the last basketball they had seen. She could see the joyful smile on Dean's face. They had a great time this afternoon, not once arguing about something. The way it was supposed to be. He didn't even seem to mind that she was sitting in the kitchen, while Jess was cooking. Either that or he was too busy to notice. Lane was sitting on the floor, bopping her head to the rock music that came out of her headphones. Last, but not least, her eyes found Paris and Shane. Shane was painting her nails with a bored expression on her face, while Paris was doing all the talking. Probably giving her a speech about the importance of college. Everyone was here, except Tristan who went to this room earlier. Rory grinned as she looked around the room. Jess noticed, but decided not to ruin the moment for her.
J: ''Dinner's ready.''
R: ''I never thought I would ever hear you say that.''
J: ''I'm just practicing for when I actually have a wife, two children and live in a farm, where we grow our own food.''
Rory's grin got wider as she pictured Jess having a family.
R: ''Want some help ?''
J: ''No, just tell everyone that dinner's served.''
R: ''I bow down to the master chef.''
Jess shot her a look and Rory quickly fled out of the kitchen. She told everyone in the living room that dinner was ready and then went to get Tristan. He was lying on his bed, reading a magazine. Rory knocked and watched as Tristan lowered his magazine a little.
R: ''Hey, interesting magazine ?''
T: ''The real thing's better.''
Rory rolled her eyes.
R: ''Dinner's ready.''
Tristan completely lowered his magazine and let his eyes freely wander over her body.
T: ''How about we have desert first ?''
He gave her a seductive smile and winked.
R: ''After dinner...........''
She saw the wave of confusion and surprise that touched Tristan's face for a second. But that didn't last long. Before she knew it, he was up and standing really close to her. Rory tried to keep a straight face, but ended up laughing anyway.
R: ''I'm sorry, but you should have seen your face.''
Tristan cracked a smile and took a couple of steps back.
T: ''You're truly one of a kind Mary.''
R: ''Thank you.''
Suddenly the lights went out, without a flicker this time.
T: ''Oh, you've got to be kidding me.''
Rory had stopped laughing as soon as the lights went out and was now reaching for Tristan's hand. Tristan didn't say anything as she placed her hand in his. Maybe he was being thoughtful and maybe he wasn't. Rory didn't care. All she cared about was holding on to his hand until the lights went back on.
R: ''Let's find the others.''
T: ''We could or...........we could stay here and..........''
R: ''Tristan, the lights just went out !''
T: ''You're right. It would be better with some lights on.''
R: ''I can't believe girls actually dated you.''
But even though she said that, she still didn't let go of his hand as he lead her to the living room. Rory could see the vague outlines of the others as her eyes adjusted to the dark.
R: ''Is everyone here ?''
Lane: ''Rory ? Are you okay ?''
R: ''Yeah, thanks.''
Dave: ''This is creepy.''
S: ''Maybe it's a ghost.''
P: ''Or someone should just look at the electricity wires every now and then.''
S: ''I still say it's a ghost.''
P: ''Fine, as soon as the lights go on, you can call the Ghostbusters.''
S: ''With what ? I didn't bring my cell.''
Paris sighed.
P: ''Apparently it does take a genius to put two and two together.''
Tristan softly chuckled and she thought she could see Paris smile, but she wasn't sure. Then, all of a sudden, the lights turned back on.
P: ''See, electricity problems, no ghost haunting this house.''
Dave: ''Could be, or someone likes playing with us.''
Lane: ''I liked the idea of the ghost better.''
R: ''Me too.''
D: ''We could check out the house.''
Dean looked at Rory. Rory quickly let go of Tristan's hand, but not soon enough. Cause both Jess and Dean had seen it.
P: ''For what ? Ghosts ?''
D: ''It wouldn't hurt.''
Dave: ''I agree.''
P: ''Fine, let's get this over with.''
They each went their separate ways to search the house. Rory was just on her way back to the living room, when she heard Paris call them. She hurried towards the bathroom and met the others there. They immediately knew why Paris had called them. 'Be prepared' was written on the mirror with red lipstick. The shade of red reminding Rory a lot of blood.
S: ''That's my favorite shade.''
T: ''Be prepared to spend the next couple of days wearing no lipstick.''
Jess smiled, but stopped when Shane shot him an annoyed look. Suddenly Paris turned around and faced Tristan.
P: ''This is one of your pranks, isn't it ?''
Tristan rolled his eyes.
T: ''You can't be serious.''
Paris crossed her arms and looked at the mirror again.
P: ''Well, someone did it.''
J: ''Maybe it was a ghost.''
S: ''A ghost ?!''
P: ''It wasn't a ghost, it's just one of Tristan's pranks, but he's too chicken to admit it.''
T: ''Whatever, can we go eat now ? I'm hungry.''
Rory looked at the mirror once more, before she followed the others back to the living room. During that night, nobody really ate much.
*R*E*V*I*E*W*! Please ? :-) Yah! For the first time (in a long time), I'm finally a little pleased with a chapter. What do you think ? You can say it sucks if you want, cause a lot of you are probably better writers than me, but I honestly think I couldn't have done a better job on this chapter. (Thanks 4 the reviews!) :-)
*A/N: Hey!!! Okay, so chapter 8 was kind of a filler and I needed Rory to hug Jess. Just like I needed Rory to end up holding Tristan's hand. Why ? Well.......for the finally play between Dean and Rory in the next chapter. Or is it ? And slowly the horror is coming to the surface........:-) Thanks again for the unbelievable patience you guys have showed. Also thanks to all of you who read and reviewed the last chapter!!! Oh and................uhm.......this chapter is dedicated to Jin. Hope you don't mind! :-)
*~*~*:-)*~*~*Bye, smile :-)
Rory was in her room, clothes lying everywhere. She had changed into a pair of blue Hawaiian shorts with white flowers, but for some reason she couldn't find the perfect shirt to go with it. Normally she wasn't really into finding the right outfit, but right now she was. And she knew it made no sense. Who cared if she put on a white or a green shirt ? Rory sighed and stopped going through her clothes. She was just jittery and unsure. She was trying to find a way to explain, the fact that she hugged Jess, to herself. What had possessed her to do that ? She waited for an answer appear in her mind, but the only one that came up couldn't be true. Rory reached for her clothes again. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Rory quickly reached for a shirt and pulled it on over the red bikini, that she borrowed from Lane.
R: ''Yeah.''
When Jess stepped into the room, the first thing he noticed was Rory's bare stomach. He let his eyes linger there for a split second, before Rory pulled down her shirt to cover it.
J: ''Twister ?''
He threw a quick glance across the room.
R: ''Clothing crisis.''
Jess nodded and shifted his gaze back to Rory. Her white shirt immediately caught his attention, especially since he could see the outlines of her bikini underneath it. Though he had checked girls out like this before, it felt different with Rory. First of all, this was Rory and second of all........he was feeling something he hadn't experienced that many times. He was actually feeling guilty, he could feel it in the bottom of his stomach. And it was getting worse. He brought his eyes up to meet hers and was greeted by a whirlpool of emotions. They flew over him like a restless wind before a storm. He wondered when the storm clouds would arrive and when the rain would start to pour. Maybe the storm would never reach, but that would be unlikely.
Rory couldn't keep her hands still. She kept moving her fingers, like the way a spider would move its legs. She knew she had to do something with her hands or else she would find herself touching Jess again. She clenched and unclenched her hands one more time, before she awkwardly shoved them in the back pockets of her shorts.
R: ''So..........what's up ?''
She looked up and briefly met his eyes.
Jess shrugged.
J: ''I'm going to the beach and I was wondering if you wanted to come ?''
R: ''Since we were both going there anyway.''
Jess nodded, following her every movement. He saw the way she had been fidgeting with her fingers earlier and the way she had finally dug them into her pockets. Now, her arms were pressed against her sides and she was biting her bottom lip. Jess knew her well enough to know, that she only did that when she was having doubts or thinking of a way to break something to someone in the nicest way possible. And by the way her emotions were seen in her eyes, each one fighting to subjugate the other, it seemed as if she had the weight of both on her shoulders.
But he was wrong. Rory was indeed having doubts, but never once did she have the intention of let him down. And the doubts were starting to flicker, like the flames of a candle, and soon the wind would put them out with one soft, but solid blow.
J: ''Look, if you don't want to then all you have to do is say the word.''
Suddenly a smile crystallized on her face and unclouded her eyes.
R: ''Word ?''
Jess smirked. He never pictured her saying something so........urban. He shook his head. She had probably the craziest and the most immature humor in the world. But yet a certain solemnity always shone on the edges.
J: ''So, Vanilla Ice, are you down or what ?''
Rory nodded and smiled at him.
R: ''Yeah, I'm down.''
J: ''Let's roll.''
Rory got a book from her dresser and turned around to face Jess again.
R: ''Sorry, necessity.''
J: ''I know where you're coming from.''
Rory shot him an saccharine smile. Jess couldn't help but return the smile, only less sugar coated and honey covered, and wondered what made her smile like that. Was she thinking of their hug ? Jess shook his head. In a not so perfect world maybe. But what he didn't know, was that Rory's perfect world, was slowly crumbling and becoming slightly tainted.
*~*~*
The walk over to the beach passed in an agreeable silence. Every now and then Rory could swear that she felt Jess' eyes on her, but when she turned her head to look, there was nothing to see. As soon as they reached the beach, Shane ran up to Jess and crushed her lips against his. Rory immediately lowered her eyes, regretting hugging Jess. He had a girlfriend........how could she forget.
Jess grabbed Shane's arms and gently pushed her away from him. He turned his head and tried to catch Rory's gaze, so he could see what she was thinking. And if he had hurt her in some way, cause for once that wasn't his intention. But she was staring at the sand.
S: ''What's wrong ?''
She looked up at Jess, not understanding why he had pulled away. When she saw that he wasn't even listening to her, she followed his gaze over to Rory. A bitter look appeared on her face, causing her to frown.
S: ''Jess, what took you so long ?''
She shot him an impatient look and crossed her arms.
R: ''Oh, he just wanted advice on what shirt to wear. He wanted to look real pretty for you.''
S: ''Oh..........''
Shane looked from Jess to Rory and back to Jess again.
S: ''Wait, she saw you naked ?''
Rory softly laughed. Jess gave her an amused look.
J: ''Maybe next time.''
He winked at Rory before he slid his arm around Shane's waist and walked off.
Rory watched them walk away, side by side, and turned around with a sigh. She found herself eye in eye with Dean. He was sitting underneath the same palm tree as yesterday. She dropped her gaze and walked over to him.
R: ''Hey.''
D: ''Hey.''
Rory sat down next to him, placing her book next to her.
R: ''I got your note.''
She saw Jess and Shane kissing each other out of the corner of her eyes and made a mindless decision. She brought her head closer to Dean's and kissed him, with all the passion that had been bottling up. The worst part was, that it wasn't even meant for Dean. When Rory pulled away, Dean was looking at her with a look of bewilderment.
D: ''What was that for ?''
R: ''For being so understanding about everything.''
Rory shot him a smile, that seemed genuine on the surface. But if you would dare to look beyond that, you would find agony. Agony, cause she wasn't sure of anything anymore and it made her feel like crying.
R: ''You wanna go swimming ?''
Dean nodded and got up.
D: ''Are you sure ?''
R: ''Positive.''
Dean helped Rory up and watched her take off her shorts and shirt. While Rory was doing this, she caught Jess looking at her.
D: ''Ready ?''
Rory saw how Shane practically threw herself at Jess and nodded.
R: ''Yeah.''
*~*~*
That night, peace had returned. Rory sat at the kitchen table, a book lying open and forgotten in front of her. She was too busy observing everyone and taking in little pieces of their conversations. Dave and Dean were talking about the last basketball they had seen. She could see the joyful smile on Dean's face. They had a great time this afternoon, not once arguing about something. The way it was supposed to be. He didn't even seem to mind that she was sitting in the kitchen, while Jess was cooking. Either that or he was too busy to notice. Lane was sitting on the floor, bopping her head to the rock music that came out of her headphones. Last, but not least, her eyes found Paris and Shane. Shane was painting her nails with a bored expression on her face, while Paris was doing all the talking. Probably giving her a speech about the importance of college. Everyone was here, except Tristan who went to this room earlier. Rory grinned as she looked around the room. Jess noticed, but decided not to ruin the moment for her.
J: ''Dinner's ready.''
R: ''I never thought I would ever hear you say that.''
J: ''I'm just practicing for when I actually have a wife, two children and live in a farm, where we grow our own food.''
Rory's grin got wider as she pictured Jess having a family.
R: ''Want some help ?''
J: ''No, just tell everyone that dinner's served.''
R: ''I bow down to the master chef.''
Jess shot her a look and Rory quickly fled out of the kitchen. She told everyone in the living room that dinner was ready and then went to get Tristan. He was lying on his bed, reading a magazine. Rory knocked and watched as Tristan lowered his magazine a little.
R: ''Hey, interesting magazine ?''
T: ''The real thing's better.''
Rory rolled her eyes.
R: ''Dinner's ready.''
Tristan completely lowered his magazine and let his eyes freely wander over her body.
T: ''How about we have desert first ?''
He gave her a seductive smile and winked.
R: ''After dinner...........''
She saw the wave of confusion and surprise that touched Tristan's face for a second. But that didn't last long. Before she knew it, he was up and standing really close to her. Rory tried to keep a straight face, but ended up laughing anyway.
R: ''I'm sorry, but you should have seen your face.''
Tristan cracked a smile and took a couple of steps back.
T: ''You're truly one of a kind Mary.''
R: ''Thank you.''
Suddenly the lights went out, without a flicker this time.
T: ''Oh, you've got to be kidding me.''
Rory had stopped laughing as soon as the lights went out and was now reaching for Tristan's hand. Tristan didn't say anything as she placed her hand in his. Maybe he was being thoughtful and maybe he wasn't. Rory didn't care. All she cared about was holding on to his hand until the lights went back on.
R: ''Let's find the others.''
T: ''We could or...........we could stay here and..........''
R: ''Tristan, the lights just went out !''
T: ''You're right. It would be better with some lights on.''
R: ''I can't believe girls actually dated you.''
But even though she said that, she still didn't let go of his hand as he lead her to the living room. Rory could see the vague outlines of the others as her eyes adjusted to the dark.
R: ''Is everyone here ?''
Lane: ''Rory ? Are you okay ?''
R: ''Yeah, thanks.''
Dave: ''This is creepy.''
S: ''Maybe it's a ghost.''
P: ''Or someone should just look at the electricity wires every now and then.''
S: ''I still say it's a ghost.''
P: ''Fine, as soon as the lights go on, you can call the Ghostbusters.''
S: ''With what ? I didn't bring my cell.''
Paris sighed.
P: ''Apparently it does take a genius to put two and two together.''
Tristan softly chuckled and she thought she could see Paris smile, but she wasn't sure. Then, all of a sudden, the lights turned back on.
P: ''See, electricity problems, no ghost haunting this house.''
Dave: ''Could be, or someone likes playing with us.''
Lane: ''I liked the idea of the ghost better.''
R: ''Me too.''
D: ''We could check out the house.''
Dean looked at Rory. Rory quickly let go of Tristan's hand, but not soon enough. Cause both Jess and Dean had seen it.
P: ''For what ? Ghosts ?''
D: ''It wouldn't hurt.''
Dave: ''I agree.''
P: ''Fine, let's get this over with.''
They each went their separate ways to search the house. Rory was just on her way back to the living room, when she heard Paris call them. She hurried towards the bathroom and met the others there. They immediately knew why Paris had called them. 'Be prepared' was written on the mirror with red lipstick. The shade of red reminding Rory a lot of blood.
S: ''That's my favorite shade.''
T: ''Be prepared to spend the next couple of days wearing no lipstick.''
Jess smiled, but stopped when Shane shot him an annoyed look. Suddenly Paris turned around and faced Tristan.
P: ''This is one of your pranks, isn't it ?''
Tristan rolled his eyes.
T: ''You can't be serious.''
Paris crossed her arms and looked at the mirror again.
P: ''Well, someone did it.''
J: ''Maybe it was a ghost.''
S: ''A ghost ?!''
P: ''It wasn't a ghost, it's just one of Tristan's pranks, but he's too chicken to admit it.''
T: ''Whatever, can we go eat now ? I'm hungry.''
Rory looked at the mirror once more, before she followed the others back to the living room. During that night, nobody really ate much.
*R*E*V*I*E*W*! Please ? :-) Yah! For the first time (in a long time), I'm finally a little pleased with a chapter. What do you think ? You can say it sucks if you want, cause a lot of you are probably better writers than me, but I honestly think I couldn't have done a better job on this chapter. (Thanks 4 the reviews!) :-)