Rory had taken a pregnancy test and sure enough, she wasn't pregnant. Now
she sat in her jeans and red t-shirt watching America's Sweethearts.
Usually she thought it was funny, but not today. Lorelai sat with her and
painted her toe nails red.
"I can't believe your making me wallow over this," said Rory. "There's nothing to wallow over."
"But, you're clearly upset and you love Dean, but you don't think he loves you back so wallowing is a necessity in this case," said Lorelai.
Suddenly the phone rang. Lorelai answered it.
"Hello," said Lorelai. "Hi.Oh, okay. That's understandable.Sure. What?.Uh-huh.Uh-huh.Yeah.Okay, bye."
Lorelai turned off the TV.
"Music," asked Lorelai.
"I don't care," said Rory, lying back on the couch.
Lorelai turned the radio on.
"Our next song is dedicated from Dean to Rory," said the DJ. "Rory, Dean wants you to know that the divorce was finalized today and that he always loved you and doesn't want to let you go."
"Can't stop loving you" by Phil Collins started playing on the radio. Rory sat for a moment and listened.
"I know we always thought this was tacky, but in this case I think it's romantic," said Lorelai.
"Yeah," said Rory.
"So, what are you going to do?"
"I don't know."
Rory grabbed her coat and walked towards the door.
"Where are you going?" asked Lorelai
"For a walk" said Rory. "I need to think about this."
Rory went outside and walked through town. She past Doose's Market where she and Dean shared their first kiss, Miss Patty's dance studio where they fell asleep the night of the winter formal, the junkyard where she and Dean broke up the first time, the high school gym where she and Dean broke up the second time, and the church where she watched him and Lindsay come out married. It was the most painful moments of her life.
He really does love me, thought Rory. I have to go tell him I love him, too. Rory ran to the inn, but Michel said that he wasn't there. Rory walked around the town square again just for the heck of it. No one was outside and it was dark. Christmas lights were up everywhere. Where is he? Rory thought as snow started to fall. She looked ahead and saw a dark figure crossing the street from Luke's to the gazebo. It was Dean.
"DEAN!" Rory called.
Dean stopped in his tracks and turned to face him. Rory ran up to him and hugged him. Dean picked her up and twirled her around. Finally, he put her down.
"I'm sorry about this morning," said Dean.
"Me, too," said Rory.
"Rory, you think I would have spent last night with you if I didn't love you?"
"I guess not."
"So you think there's a way-"
"Yes."
Rory's eyes filled with tears of joy. She wanted to laugh and cry at the same time.
"I love you," said Dean.
"I love you, too," said Rory.
Dean leaned in and they kissed. His han's tucked strands of loose hair behind Rory's ears. When they pulled away, Dean picked her up and twirled her again.
The End
A/N: Bad ending, I know. I know I can be dramatic, but I'm a dramatic person (plus I'm trying out for my school play which is a drama so I have to get in touch with my dramatic side, jk). Anyways I hope you liked this one. Give me ideas for another story (except for Trory stories because I know absolutely NOTHING about Tristen).
"I can't believe your making me wallow over this," said Rory. "There's nothing to wallow over."
"But, you're clearly upset and you love Dean, but you don't think he loves you back so wallowing is a necessity in this case," said Lorelai.
Suddenly the phone rang. Lorelai answered it.
"Hello," said Lorelai. "Hi.Oh, okay. That's understandable.Sure. What?.Uh-huh.Uh-huh.Yeah.Okay, bye."
Lorelai turned off the TV.
"Music," asked Lorelai.
"I don't care," said Rory, lying back on the couch.
Lorelai turned the radio on.
"Our next song is dedicated from Dean to Rory," said the DJ. "Rory, Dean wants you to know that the divorce was finalized today and that he always loved you and doesn't want to let you go."
"Can't stop loving you" by Phil Collins started playing on the radio. Rory sat for a moment and listened.
"I know we always thought this was tacky, but in this case I think it's romantic," said Lorelai.
"Yeah," said Rory.
"So, what are you going to do?"
"I don't know."
Rory grabbed her coat and walked towards the door.
"Where are you going?" asked Lorelai
"For a walk" said Rory. "I need to think about this."
Rory went outside and walked through town. She past Doose's Market where she and Dean shared their first kiss, Miss Patty's dance studio where they fell asleep the night of the winter formal, the junkyard where she and Dean broke up the first time, the high school gym where she and Dean broke up the second time, and the church where she watched him and Lindsay come out married. It was the most painful moments of her life.
He really does love me, thought Rory. I have to go tell him I love him, too. Rory ran to the inn, but Michel said that he wasn't there. Rory walked around the town square again just for the heck of it. No one was outside and it was dark. Christmas lights were up everywhere. Where is he? Rory thought as snow started to fall. She looked ahead and saw a dark figure crossing the street from Luke's to the gazebo. It was Dean.
"DEAN!" Rory called.
Dean stopped in his tracks and turned to face him. Rory ran up to him and hugged him. Dean picked her up and twirled her around. Finally, he put her down.
"I'm sorry about this morning," said Dean.
"Me, too," said Rory.
"Rory, you think I would have spent last night with you if I didn't love you?"
"I guess not."
"So you think there's a way-"
"Yes."
Rory's eyes filled with tears of joy. She wanted to laugh and cry at the same time.
"I love you," said Dean.
"I love you, too," said Rory.
Dean leaned in and they kissed. His han's tucked strands of loose hair behind Rory's ears. When they pulled away, Dean picked her up and twirled her again.
The End
A/N: Bad ending, I know. I know I can be dramatic, but I'm a dramatic person (plus I'm trying out for my school play which is a drama so I have to get in touch with my dramatic side, jk). Anyways I hope you liked this one. Give me ideas for another story (except for Trory stories because I know absolutely NOTHING about Tristen).