Chapter 1: Lorel
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Summery: Rory and Jess have to struggle over the many obstacles that are placed in their way. R/J pairings and maybe a few others. Future Fic!
A/N: If you keep those reviews coming, then I'll keep the chapters coming! I really want to thank everyone that has reviewed. Mrs. Mariano, cellardoor, honeybear, Marren, Sophia, Coolio02, and Melissa, thanks soooo much! Also, in case any of you didn't know(because I don't think I've already told you, means new scene. Okay, now on with Chapter 3 of Seasons of Love.
"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee"
"Jess, what is that?" mumbled a sleeping Rory as she sat up in bed.
"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" the sound continued.
"Sweetie, I don't know, but is it just me or do I smell smoke?" was Jess's somewhat frantic answer.
"Now that I think of it, I also smell smoke, Oh my god!" Rory realized. "Jess, its 2:30 in the morning, what reasons can you think of for us both smelling smoke?"
"Ror, honey calm down. It's probably nothing, I'll just go out into the hall and check. Don't you worry." Jess answered as he climbed out of his bed.
Jess left his room and cautiously crept out into the hall. Still smelling smoke and still hearing the annoying beeping sound, he continued creeping around the house. Finally, he noticed that the noise was getting louder near Lorel's room. He felt the door, and cautiously opened it.
"RORY!" Jess yelled, "Come quick! Its Lorel!"
Faster than he finished his sentence, Rory had jumped out of bed and ran to Lorel's room.
"Oh my god! Lorel!" she shrieked when she got there.
The smell that they had smelt was indeed smoke, and the noise they heard was the fire alarm. Currently, the only room on fire in the house was Lorel's nursery. The only problem was that Lorel was sleeping soundly in her crib. She woke up when she heard Rory scream. Quickly, Jess dashed into her room, dodged the growing flames, and grabbed Lorel from her crib. He then ran back into the hall, now getting even thicker with smoke, grabbed Rory's hand and the three of them forged through the smoke, and out of the front door.
"Jess…" said Rory shakily when they had left the house that now was almost completely on fire, "I think I'm either going to faint or be sick."
"Shh…sweetheart, just calm down. I'm going to go next door to call 911. I want you to go sit down on our neighbor's front porch and take a few deep breaths. It will be alright. Don't worry."
"Jess!" exclaimed Rory while on the verge of a nervous breakdown, "Our house is on fire, and all of our possessions are in there! How can I calm down?"
"Rory, we have insurance, and the only 2 things that were in that house that I cared about are right here next to me." Jess said soothingly. "Now go relax. I'll be right back. Here," He said as he handed a sobbing Lorel to a sobbing Rory, " Now you two can comfort each other."
Then Jess ran up to the neighbor's house and went inside. A few minutes later he came out looking a little bit more relieved.
"What did they say, Jess?" asked a calmer Rory.
"They said that they had already called the fire department a few minutes ago. I guess the flames from our house alerted them. The fire department should be here soon. Mrs. Applebaum (A/N: the neighbor's name) invited us inside until the fire department does come. I say that we take up Mrs. Applebaum's nice offer. Maybe we can find a quiet place for Lorel to sleep." Answered Jess as he gently took a sleeping Lorel from Rory's arms and led Rory over to the neighbor's house.
Inside Mrs. Applebaum's house
"Now dearie, don't worry." Said Mrs. Applebaum as she laid a hand on Rory's shoulder. "It will all work out in the end. Now, is there anyone that you want to call?"
"Yes," answered Rory gratefully. She picked up the phone and dialed a number that was so familiar to her. The phone rang 2 times before someone picked up.
"Mom!" exclaimed Rory.
"Rory, baby, I love you, but why on earth did you have the need to call me at 3 in the morning?" Answered a groggy Lorelai.
"Well, Mom," continued Rory, "there's been a fire."