Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls for the 1,000,000th time. Thank you
very much.
A/N: This is in September after Rory graduates from college.
Dedications: Emily Carol, Edward's Muse, smile1, strawburrygrl, and bluedancer.
Chapter 1: Welcome to New York
Rory woke up Saturday morning at 6:00 A.M. Today's the day, she thought, as she got dressed. The editor had called her and told her that they were going to publish the book she wrote. Today she was moving into her new apartment in the city. She went up to her mother's room and pulled the covers off of Lorelai's bed.
"No," said her mother, groggily and her eyes not open yet. "Five more minutes."
"Mom, today's the day," said Rory.
"What?"
"I'm moving today. Remember?"
"And you have to wake me up early for this?"
"You knew we had to leave early."
"You're a big girl. Do the move yourself."
"I need help carrying the furniture."
"I don't carry furniture."
"But, your big strong boyfriend, Luke, does."
"Fine, I'll get up."
Lorelai swung her legs over to the side of the bed and sat up. Then she looked at Rory and smiled.
"What?" asked Rory.
"My baby's growing up," said Lorelai. "She's moving to the city all by herself. You're growing up so fast."
"That's so touching," said Rory. "But, there's no time for sentiment now."
"You wake me up at 6:00 A.M and there's not allowed to be any sentiment?"
"MOVE IT! MOVE IT! MOVE IT!"
"Okay! Okay! Chill."
Hours later, after saying good-bye to all her friends in Stars Hollow, driving to New York City, moving the furniture in (with help from Luke), Rory was almost settled into her apartment. She was on the eleventh floor in apartment 11B.
"We still have some boxes downstairs," said Lorelai.
"I know," said Rory.
She went downstairs and picked up a heavy box. Then she went into the elevator and pushed 11. I'm so glad I don't live in an apartment with no elevator, Rory thought to herself. The elevator reached her floor and she got off. She started to sweat which made it harder to carry the box and she almost dropped it.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" said a male voice. "Let me help you with that."
Rory assumed it was Luke. He grabbed the other side and helped her to her apartment.
"This is heavy," said the guy. "What do you have in here?"
"I honestly have no idea," said Rory. "I forget what I put in these boxes
"Yeah I went through the same thing when I moved here," said the guy.
When I moved here? Thought Rory. This isn't Luke. This doesn't even sound like him. If this isn't Luke, then who is this?
Finally they settled the box down.
"Thanks for your help," said Rory, looking up. Oh, my god, she thought, looking at the face of her mysterious helper. What's Dean doing here?
"Rory?" said Dean. "I had no idea it was you."
"I know," said Rory. "Me neither. Do you live here?"
"Yeah," said Dean. "11D. I'm right next to you."
"Wow. What are you doing here?"
"Lindsay and I got divorced and my job is here so I decided to move down here."
"Why didn't you move down here in the first place?"
"She didn't want to be too far away in the first place."
Rory wiped the sweating that was forming on her eyebrow off. She was tired. She didn't remember sitting down all day. Except for the car ride, she was standing or walking all day. Her legs were screaming in pain. She needed a break. She sat down on the doormat.
"You want something to drink?" Dean asked.
"Sure," answered Rory. "But, can I take it out here? I'm tired and I don't want to get up."
"Sure. What do you want?"
"You have lemonade?"
"Yup. I'll go get it."
Dean came back out with their drinks and started talking. Rory told him about her new job and that she was a published author. Dean told her that his marriage was over because he wasn't in love with Lindsay and she cheated on him.
"How long have you been here for?" Rory asked.
"Two years," said Dean. "That's when the whole thing ended."
"I'm sorry."
"It's okay. I've been well enough on my own."
Lorelai and Luke came up struggling with more boxes. Luke was struggling with a heavy one and Lorelai was carrying two light ones.
"A little help here, Lorelai," said Luke.
"I'm having trouble carrying these two," said Lorelai. "I can't help you."
"Those are light. That's why I gave them to you."
"Oh, fine."
"Is your mom and Luke moving in with you?" Dean whispered.
"No, she's just helping me," Rory whispered back.
"Rory," Lorelai said, she and Luke struggling with the package. "Luke and I can't carry this."
"Yes I can see that, mother dear. And?" Rory pretended to be nonchalant which made Dean stifle a laugh.
"Want to give me a hand?" Lorelai said.
"No. Not really. I'm tired."
"Rory."
"Just kidding, I'll help."
Rory and Dean got up to help them. They struggled and took the boxes to the door and put it down.
"Hey, Dean," said Lorelai. "How are you?"
"I'm good," said Dean.
"You and Lindsay live here, too?"
"No, just me."
"So you're-"
"Divorced. Yeah."
"I'm sorry."
"No. I'm fine with it."
Lorelai, Dean, and Luke helped Rory unpack. Then at 7:00, Luke and Lorelai had to leave.
"I love you, honey," said Lorelai. "Come back and visit often."
"I will," said Rory. "I love you, too."
They said their good-byes and left. Dean had to go, too.
"I have work tomorrow," he said. "If you need anything, just knock on my door."
"Okay," said Rory. "See you around."
"Oh, by the way," said Dean. "Welcome to New York."
Dean left and shut the door. It was nice to have a familiar face in the building. Feeling excited about the next day, Rory went to bed.
A/N: Sucky, I know. I just want to do a whole New York City thing because I spend a lot of time there being my dad lives there. Chapter 2: Lost Key, is coming soon.
A/N: This is in September after Rory graduates from college.
Dedications: Emily Carol, Edward's Muse, smile1, strawburrygrl, and bluedancer.
Chapter 1: Welcome to New York
Rory woke up Saturday morning at 6:00 A.M. Today's the day, she thought, as she got dressed. The editor had called her and told her that they were going to publish the book she wrote. Today she was moving into her new apartment in the city. She went up to her mother's room and pulled the covers off of Lorelai's bed.
"No," said her mother, groggily and her eyes not open yet. "Five more minutes."
"Mom, today's the day," said Rory.
"What?"
"I'm moving today. Remember?"
"And you have to wake me up early for this?"
"You knew we had to leave early."
"You're a big girl. Do the move yourself."
"I need help carrying the furniture."
"I don't carry furniture."
"But, your big strong boyfriend, Luke, does."
"Fine, I'll get up."
Lorelai swung her legs over to the side of the bed and sat up. Then she looked at Rory and smiled.
"What?" asked Rory.
"My baby's growing up," said Lorelai. "She's moving to the city all by herself. You're growing up so fast."
"That's so touching," said Rory. "But, there's no time for sentiment now."
"You wake me up at 6:00 A.M and there's not allowed to be any sentiment?"
"MOVE IT! MOVE IT! MOVE IT!"
"Okay! Okay! Chill."
Hours later, after saying good-bye to all her friends in Stars Hollow, driving to New York City, moving the furniture in (with help from Luke), Rory was almost settled into her apartment. She was on the eleventh floor in apartment 11B.
"We still have some boxes downstairs," said Lorelai.
"I know," said Rory.
She went downstairs and picked up a heavy box. Then she went into the elevator and pushed 11. I'm so glad I don't live in an apartment with no elevator, Rory thought to herself. The elevator reached her floor and she got off. She started to sweat which made it harder to carry the box and she almost dropped it.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" said a male voice. "Let me help you with that."
Rory assumed it was Luke. He grabbed the other side and helped her to her apartment.
"This is heavy," said the guy. "What do you have in here?"
"I honestly have no idea," said Rory. "I forget what I put in these boxes
"Yeah I went through the same thing when I moved here," said the guy.
When I moved here? Thought Rory. This isn't Luke. This doesn't even sound like him. If this isn't Luke, then who is this?
Finally they settled the box down.
"Thanks for your help," said Rory, looking up. Oh, my god, she thought, looking at the face of her mysterious helper. What's Dean doing here?
"Rory?" said Dean. "I had no idea it was you."
"I know," said Rory. "Me neither. Do you live here?"
"Yeah," said Dean. "11D. I'm right next to you."
"Wow. What are you doing here?"
"Lindsay and I got divorced and my job is here so I decided to move down here."
"Why didn't you move down here in the first place?"
"She didn't want to be too far away in the first place."
Rory wiped the sweating that was forming on her eyebrow off. She was tired. She didn't remember sitting down all day. Except for the car ride, she was standing or walking all day. Her legs were screaming in pain. She needed a break. She sat down on the doormat.
"You want something to drink?" Dean asked.
"Sure," answered Rory. "But, can I take it out here? I'm tired and I don't want to get up."
"Sure. What do you want?"
"You have lemonade?"
"Yup. I'll go get it."
Dean came back out with their drinks and started talking. Rory told him about her new job and that she was a published author. Dean told her that his marriage was over because he wasn't in love with Lindsay and she cheated on him.
"How long have you been here for?" Rory asked.
"Two years," said Dean. "That's when the whole thing ended."
"I'm sorry."
"It's okay. I've been well enough on my own."
Lorelai and Luke came up struggling with more boxes. Luke was struggling with a heavy one and Lorelai was carrying two light ones.
"A little help here, Lorelai," said Luke.
"I'm having trouble carrying these two," said Lorelai. "I can't help you."
"Those are light. That's why I gave them to you."
"Oh, fine."
"Is your mom and Luke moving in with you?" Dean whispered.
"No, she's just helping me," Rory whispered back.
"Rory," Lorelai said, she and Luke struggling with the package. "Luke and I can't carry this."
"Yes I can see that, mother dear. And?" Rory pretended to be nonchalant which made Dean stifle a laugh.
"Want to give me a hand?" Lorelai said.
"No. Not really. I'm tired."
"Rory."
"Just kidding, I'll help."
Rory and Dean got up to help them. They struggled and took the boxes to the door and put it down.
"Hey, Dean," said Lorelai. "How are you?"
"I'm good," said Dean.
"You and Lindsay live here, too?"
"No, just me."
"So you're-"
"Divorced. Yeah."
"I'm sorry."
"No. I'm fine with it."
Lorelai, Dean, and Luke helped Rory unpack. Then at 7:00, Luke and Lorelai had to leave.
"I love you, honey," said Lorelai. "Come back and visit often."
"I will," said Rory. "I love you, too."
They said their good-byes and left. Dean had to go, too.
"I have work tomorrow," he said. "If you need anything, just knock on my door."
"Okay," said Rory. "See you around."
"Oh, by the way," said Dean. "Welcome to New York."
Dean left and shut the door. It was nice to have a familiar face in the building. Feeling excited about the next day, Rory went to bed.
A/N: Sucky, I know. I just want to do a whole New York City thing because I spend a lot of time there being my dad lives there. Chapter 2: Lost Key, is coming soon.