Chapter 9: Rory's Decision
Rory had been struggling with her dilemma for two weeks. Dean kept to his word and waited patiently. Finally, on Friday night, Rory made a decision. When she and her mother returned from dinner with the grandparents and sat down on the couch. Rory sighed that she only used when she was feeling low.
"What?" asked Lorelai.
"I made a decision," said Rory.
"And?"
"No. It's not going to happen. I mean if it's taking me this long to figure it out, then it's obviously no."
"You don't sound too happy about it."
"Well, I kind of wished it would be yes, but that's the way the ball bounces."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah. I'm sure. I'm going to bed."
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah. I just need some sleep."
Rory went to sleep. The next morning she woke up and went for a walk around town. She saw a crowd outside of a church. Dean and Lindsay came out arm in arm. Rory's eyes swelled up with tears.
"You wish that was you up there, don't you?" said a voice.
Rory turned around. Dean was leaning against the same tree she was.
"Would you go away?" said Rory. "I'm trying to watch you get married without crying."
"Then stop thinking about me," said Dean.
Rory stared ahead at the wedding, which vanished in front of her eyes. In it's place, Dean was standing two centimeters away from her.
"Can't do it can you?" said Dean. "Come with me."
Dean led Rory to a field of flowers behind Luke's. In the middle of the field was the Dean box.
"Where did you get that?" Rory asked.
"That's not important," said Dean. He sat down in front of the box and gestured Rory to sit on the other side of the box.
"Remember this?" said Dean, holding the cornstarch from their first kiss.
"Yeah," said Rory.
Rory took the box from it. On the front there was a small movie screen, which was showing their first kiss. She recalled the memory of that kiss. Dean reached into the box and pulled out the dress from the winter formal. It also acted like a movie screen showing the beginning to where Dean picked her up, to the end where they fell asleep. Rory put these items back in the box.
"One more thing," said Dean.
He pulled out another picture. Dean was piggybacking Rory. They were laughing and staring at each other, lovingly.
"Tell me your honest opinion about that picture," said Dean.
"It's perfect," said Rory. "It's the most perfect picture I've ever seen."
"What do you think is the feature that makes it perfect?"
"The people in it."
"And the people in it are you and me."
Dean moved the box away and then moved closer to Rory and grabbed both her hands.
"Rory, do you get my point?" Dean said. "We're perfect together. You know it. Why can't you give this one more chance?"
"What if it doesn't work out this time?" Rory asked. "And if it's taking me this long to figure it out, how do we know it's going to work? And don't I have to make up for the time we weren't together?"
"We have to make it work," said Dean. "And I know what your thinking. And you don't have to make up for that time. I'll be there for you. You know I will. Do you agree with me that we're good together?"
"Yes," said Rory.
"Now the only question is.do you still love me?"
"I don't know."
"Let me help you figure it out."
Dean pulled Rory closer to him and kissed her. The two of them leaned back in Rory's direction so Rory was lying down on the ground. Finally, their lips separated. Dean stared at her for a moment and then vanished.
"Wow," said Rory, wishing that kiss didn't end.
Rory sat up in her bed. A dream, she thought. It was just a dream. She sat up in her bed and pondered the things that Dean said to her in her dream and the thrill of the dream-kiss. She laid back on her bed.
You know we're perfect together, Dean's voice echoed in her head. Now the only question is.Do you still love me?
Rory took out the Dean box. She went through all the items. Suddenly, she missed Dean. She wished she was still with him. She found the picture that Dean had showed her in the dream. They looked so happy together. I want another picture like that, thought Rory. I want him in it. She gasped, for she just had an epiphany. I still love him, she thought. I want another chance.
Rory ran up to her mother's room and opened the blinds.
"What?" said Lorelai, putting her head under her pillow.
"I changed my mind," said Rory.
"That you're going to stop waking me up that way?"
"No. About the thing I told you last night."
Lorelai sat up and took the pillow away from her face.
"You mean you-"
"Yeah."
The two of them shrieked and hugged.
"I'm telling him after closing time tonight," said Rory. "I think I put him through enough."
"I think this is the best decision you ever made," said Lorelai.
To Be Continued.
A/N: That was chapter 9. Chapter 10 is coming soon.
Rory had been struggling with her dilemma for two weeks. Dean kept to his word and waited patiently. Finally, on Friday night, Rory made a decision. When she and her mother returned from dinner with the grandparents and sat down on the couch. Rory sighed that she only used when she was feeling low.
"What?" asked Lorelai.
"I made a decision," said Rory.
"And?"
"No. It's not going to happen. I mean if it's taking me this long to figure it out, then it's obviously no."
"You don't sound too happy about it."
"Well, I kind of wished it would be yes, but that's the way the ball bounces."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah. I'm sure. I'm going to bed."
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah. I just need some sleep."
Rory went to sleep. The next morning she woke up and went for a walk around town. She saw a crowd outside of a church. Dean and Lindsay came out arm in arm. Rory's eyes swelled up with tears.
"You wish that was you up there, don't you?" said a voice.
Rory turned around. Dean was leaning against the same tree she was.
"Would you go away?" said Rory. "I'm trying to watch you get married without crying."
"Then stop thinking about me," said Dean.
Rory stared ahead at the wedding, which vanished in front of her eyes. In it's place, Dean was standing two centimeters away from her.
"Can't do it can you?" said Dean. "Come with me."
Dean led Rory to a field of flowers behind Luke's. In the middle of the field was the Dean box.
"Where did you get that?" Rory asked.
"That's not important," said Dean. He sat down in front of the box and gestured Rory to sit on the other side of the box.
"Remember this?" said Dean, holding the cornstarch from their first kiss.
"Yeah," said Rory.
Rory took the box from it. On the front there was a small movie screen, which was showing their first kiss. She recalled the memory of that kiss. Dean reached into the box and pulled out the dress from the winter formal. It also acted like a movie screen showing the beginning to where Dean picked her up, to the end where they fell asleep. Rory put these items back in the box.
"One more thing," said Dean.
He pulled out another picture. Dean was piggybacking Rory. They were laughing and staring at each other, lovingly.
"Tell me your honest opinion about that picture," said Dean.
"It's perfect," said Rory. "It's the most perfect picture I've ever seen."
"What do you think is the feature that makes it perfect?"
"The people in it."
"And the people in it are you and me."
Dean moved the box away and then moved closer to Rory and grabbed both her hands.
"Rory, do you get my point?" Dean said. "We're perfect together. You know it. Why can't you give this one more chance?"
"What if it doesn't work out this time?" Rory asked. "And if it's taking me this long to figure it out, how do we know it's going to work? And don't I have to make up for the time we weren't together?"
"We have to make it work," said Dean. "And I know what your thinking. And you don't have to make up for that time. I'll be there for you. You know I will. Do you agree with me that we're good together?"
"Yes," said Rory.
"Now the only question is.do you still love me?"
"I don't know."
"Let me help you figure it out."
Dean pulled Rory closer to him and kissed her. The two of them leaned back in Rory's direction so Rory was lying down on the ground. Finally, their lips separated. Dean stared at her for a moment and then vanished.
"Wow," said Rory, wishing that kiss didn't end.
Rory sat up in her bed. A dream, she thought. It was just a dream. She sat up in her bed and pondered the things that Dean said to her in her dream and the thrill of the dream-kiss. She laid back on her bed.
You know we're perfect together, Dean's voice echoed in her head. Now the only question is.Do you still love me?
Rory took out the Dean box. She went through all the items. Suddenly, she missed Dean. She wished she was still with him. She found the picture that Dean had showed her in the dream. They looked so happy together. I want another picture like that, thought Rory. I want him in it. She gasped, for she just had an epiphany. I still love him, she thought. I want another chance.
Rory ran up to her mother's room and opened the blinds.
"What?" said Lorelai, putting her head under her pillow.
"I changed my mind," said Rory.
"That you're going to stop waking me up that way?"
"No. About the thing I told you last night."
Lorelai sat up and took the pillow away from her face.
"You mean you-"
"Yeah."
The two of them shrieked and hugged.
"I'm telling him after closing time tonight," said Rory. "I think I put him through enough."
"I think this is the best decision you ever made," said Lorelai.
To Be Continued.
A/N: That was chapter 9. Chapter 10 is coming soon.