Chapter 7: Graduation Day for Rory and Dean
Another two weeks later...
[Rory]
Rory and Lorelai sat together in Dr. Weinstein's office after twenty minutes of x-rays.
"Well, Ms. Gilmore, you're leg seems to have healed," Dr. Weinstein said. "You can walk around, but you're going to have to use a cane. Your back seems fine, but you're going to have to be extra careful. You can go home tomorrow morning. but once a week you're going to have to come here for occupational therapy."
Lorelai smiled and squeezed Rory's hand.
"Will I be able to drive?" Rory asked.
"Well, being that you only broke your left leg, yes," Dr. Weinstein said. "But, not very well. You should only drive on back roads for a while, not on freeways."
"Okay," Rory said. "But, my route from Yale to Stars Hollow is usually back roads anyways, so I'll have no problem."
"Well, alright then," Dr. Weinstein said. "Now its time to take the cast off."
Rory grabbed her crutches and they went into another room where the doctor started to saw off Rory's cast. When she saw that he was about to saw right through Dean's name.
"Wait," Rory said.
"What?" Dr. Weinstein asked. "Did I cut you?"
"No," Rory said. "But...um...You were about to saw right through someone's name."
Dr. Weinstein looked at her with an expression that said "What the hell is wrong with you, kid?" But, he didn't say anything as he took his started sawing in another direction. Later, Lorelai helped Rory back to her room. Rory sat in the chair and Lorelai got her bed ready.
"So, who's name was he trying to saw through?" Lorelai asked.
"No one's," Rory said.
"Was it mine?"
"Yeah."
It was a lie, but Rory didn't want her mother to know that she got all sentimental about Dean's name being on her cast. But, Lorelai saw right through her.
"No, it wasn't," said Lorelai. "Someone has a crush on someone."
"Who are you talking about?" Rory joked.
"You, you freak," Lorelai joked back.
"Okay, in all seriousness," Rory said. "I don't have a crush on him."
"Yes, you do."
"No, I don't. I mean, sure I didn't want the doctor to saw through his name. Yes, I had a romantic dream about him and I enjoy our time together and I'm sort of upset that tonight is the last time I'm going to see him. Yeah, I love the smell of his aftershave, but...."
Smell of his aftershave? Rory thought to herself, trailing off on his last sentence. Since when did I focus on his aftershave? Rory looked over at Lorelai who was looking at her with an expression that said "don't deny it anymore."
"I'm the smitten kitten, aren't I?" Rory said.
"I never quite understood the term 'smitten kitten,'" Lorelai said.
"I still have a crush on him, don't I?" Rory asked.
"Yeah," Lorelai said, nodding.
Lorelai fluffed Rory's pillows as Rory got into her bed.
"OW! OW! OW! OW! OW!" Rory yelled in pain. "My back! My back! My back!"
"Honey, you have to do these things slowly," Lorelai said.
"I know," Rory said, sighing. "But, back to the Dean thing. I shouldn't like him again."
"You can't control these things honey. You can't control who you love and who you don't-"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Love? I don't think I'm in love with him."
"You inhale his aftershave."
"Good point. But, he doesn't feel the same way about me."
"How do you know?"
"Well, he moved on and got married."
"Which turned out to be a loveless marriage and ended a couple months."
"Yeah, but he probably still moved on, you know."
"This is one of the things that you have to decide what's right."
"Are you sure, Yoda?"
"Yes, I'm sure."
Rory digested what her mother said. If she told him she would probably mess with his head, but if she didn't tell him it would just eat her alive. It's something I'm going to have to sleep on, Rory thought.
"Is he coming tonight?" Lorelai asked.
"Yes, he is," Rory said smiling. "He's getting the results from his exam from two weeks ago."
[Dean]
"Mr. Forester," Professor Greenwood said to Dean before he walked out of the classroom. "Here's your exam."
Dean took a deep breath as he took the exam from Professor Greenwood. At the top was an A-.
"Wow," Dean was ecstatic. "Thank you."
"Don't thank me," Professor Greenwood said. "That high school girlfriend of yours really helped you improve your study skills."
"Yeah," Dean said. "She did."
"I'd hold on to her if I were you," Professor Greenwood said.
Dean nodded and then left. That night he picked up Chinese food and went back to the Connecticut Memorial Hospital and knocked on Rory's door.
"Who is it?" she asked.
"It's Leonardo DiCaprio," Dean joked.
"Come in, Leo," Rory said.
Dean opened the door and walked in. Rory mock-gasped.
"You're not Leonardo DiCaprio," Rory joked. "You're an imposter. Get out! Get out!"
She chucked a pillow at him and then he walked back over to her and whacked her playfully in the head. It erupted into a small pillow fight until Rory started yelling in pain.
"Oh, my god!" Dean exclaimed. "I'm so sorry. Did I hurt you?"
"No," Rory said. "It's my back."
"Right. Game over."
They started in on the Chinese food.
"So," Rory said. "How did you do on the exam?"
Dean put a sullen look on his face as he took out his exam paper.
"Oh, my god!" Rory exclaimed, flinging her arms around him. "A-! Wow! That's so great!"
Dean took another whiff of her sunflower-smelling hair, but then shook his head to try to control himself. Finally they separated. Dean noticed that Rory was blushing.
"Are you okay?" Dean asked. "You're blushing.
"Oh, really?" Rory took out a compact mirror. "Oh, yeah. Mom got me new blush and it turns out it's a little too red."
"Okay," Dean said.
What was that about? He thought to himself. That was weird. Rory didn't wear a lot of make-up.
"Well, this is going to be our last night," Rory said. "I had x-rays today and I'm going home tomorrow morning."
"Oh, well, I think that's great," Dean said.
He gave Rory another hug. He was happy that she was well and yet he was sad. This probably meant that he would never see her again and now he would have no one. But, it wasn't just the fact that he would be all alone again. It was the fact that he loved her and would be devastated if he never saw her again. This time he permitted himself to get lost in the scent of her hair. After all, this would probably be the last time he would smell it.
"You think that we'll hang out again?" Rory asked.
"Honestly, I'm not sure," Dean said.
Suddenly Dean was struck with an idea.
"Hey, Rory," Dean said. "You told me a few weeks ago that the only real date you had sucked."
"Yeah, so?" Rory said.
"Well, why don't I take you on a date? It won't be a real date. It'll be a mock date. It could probably prepare you for a real date."
Rory sat for a moment as if she was in deep thought.
"Alright," she said, finally.
"Really?" Dean asked.
"Yeah, I think it'll be fun."
"Great. Are you going to be at home or at the dorm?"
"I'm going to be at the dorm."
Rory took a piece of paper and a pen wrote directions to her dorm.
"Okay," Dean said. "So, I'll pick you up at, say, 6:00?"
"Say sounds good," Rory said.
"Alright, then," Dean said.
"No, you're supposed to say 'okay.'"
"Okay. Well, it's getting late. I have to go."
"Sure. See you tomorrow. Maybe you'll see me in something a little better than this hospital gown."
Dean chuckled and said good-night and left feeling excited about his mock date tomorrow night.
To Be Continued..
A/N: I hope you guys liked this one better. Chapter 9 is coming soon and no I'm not hooking them up yet.
Another two weeks later...
[Rory]
Rory and Lorelai sat together in Dr. Weinstein's office after twenty minutes of x-rays.
"Well, Ms. Gilmore, you're leg seems to have healed," Dr. Weinstein said. "You can walk around, but you're going to have to use a cane. Your back seems fine, but you're going to have to be extra careful. You can go home tomorrow morning. but once a week you're going to have to come here for occupational therapy."
Lorelai smiled and squeezed Rory's hand.
"Will I be able to drive?" Rory asked.
"Well, being that you only broke your left leg, yes," Dr. Weinstein said. "But, not very well. You should only drive on back roads for a while, not on freeways."
"Okay," Rory said. "But, my route from Yale to Stars Hollow is usually back roads anyways, so I'll have no problem."
"Well, alright then," Dr. Weinstein said. "Now its time to take the cast off."
Rory grabbed her crutches and they went into another room where the doctor started to saw off Rory's cast. When she saw that he was about to saw right through Dean's name.
"Wait," Rory said.
"What?" Dr. Weinstein asked. "Did I cut you?"
"No," Rory said. "But...um...You were about to saw right through someone's name."
Dr. Weinstein looked at her with an expression that said "What the hell is wrong with you, kid?" But, he didn't say anything as he took his started sawing in another direction. Later, Lorelai helped Rory back to her room. Rory sat in the chair and Lorelai got her bed ready.
"So, who's name was he trying to saw through?" Lorelai asked.
"No one's," Rory said.
"Was it mine?"
"Yeah."
It was a lie, but Rory didn't want her mother to know that she got all sentimental about Dean's name being on her cast. But, Lorelai saw right through her.
"No, it wasn't," said Lorelai. "Someone has a crush on someone."
"Who are you talking about?" Rory joked.
"You, you freak," Lorelai joked back.
"Okay, in all seriousness," Rory said. "I don't have a crush on him."
"Yes, you do."
"No, I don't. I mean, sure I didn't want the doctor to saw through his name. Yes, I had a romantic dream about him and I enjoy our time together and I'm sort of upset that tonight is the last time I'm going to see him. Yeah, I love the smell of his aftershave, but...."
Smell of his aftershave? Rory thought to herself, trailing off on his last sentence. Since when did I focus on his aftershave? Rory looked over at Lorelai who was looking at her with an expression that said "don't deny it anymore."
"I'm the smitten kitten, aren't I?" Rory said.
"I never quite understood the term 'smitten kitten,'" Lorelai said.
"I still have a crush on him, don't I?" Rory asked.
"Yeah," Lorelai said, nodding.
Lorelai fluffed Rory's pillows as Rory got into her bed.
"OW! OW! OW! OW! OW!" Rory yelled in pain. "My back! My back! My back!"
"Honey, you have to do these things slowly," Lorelai said.
"I know," Rory said, sighing. "But, back to the Dean thing. I shouldn't like him again."
"You can't control these things honey. You can't control who you love and who you don't-"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Love? I don't think I'm in love with him."
"You inhale his aftershave."
"Good point. But, he doesn't feel the same way about me."
"How do you know?"
"Well, he moved on and got married."
"Which turned out to be a loveless marriage and ended a couple months."
"Yeah, but he probably still moved on, you know."
"This is one of the things that you have to decide what's right."
"Are you sure, Yoda?"
"Yes, I'm sure."
Rory digested what her mother said. If she told him she would probably mess with his head, but if she didn't tell him it would just eat her alive. It's something I'm going to have to sleep on, Rory thought.
"Is he coming tonight?" Lorelai asked.
"Yes, he is," Rory said smiling. "He's getting the results from his exam from two weeks ago."
[Dean]
"Mr. Forester," Professor Greenwood said to Dean before he walked out of the classroom. "Here's your exam."
Dean took a deep breath as he took the exam from Professor Greenwood. At the top was an A-.
"Wow," Dean was ecstatic. "Thank you."
"Don't thank me," Professor Greenwood said. "That high school girlfriend of yours really helped you improve your study skills."
"Yeah," Dean said. "She did."
"I'd hold on to her if I were you," Professor Greenwood said.
Dean nodded and then left. That night he picked up Chinese food and went back to the Connecticut Memorial Hospital and knocked on Rory's door.
"Who is it?" she asked.
"It's Leonardo DiCaprio," Dean joked.
"Come in, Leo," Rory said.
Dean opened the door and walked in. Rory mock-gasped.
"You're not Leonardo DiCaprio," Rory joked. "You're an imposter. Get out! Get out!"
She chucked a pillow at him and then he walked back over to her and whacked her playfully in the head. It erupted into a small pillow fight until Rory started yelling in pain.
"Oh, my god!" Dean exclaimed. "I'm so sorry. Did I hurt you?"
"No," Rory said. "It's my back."
"Right. Game over."
They started in on the Chinese food.
"So," Rory said. "How did you do on the exam?"
Dean put a sullen look on his face as he took out his exam paper.
"Oh, my god!" Rory exclaimed, flinging her arms around him. "A-! Wow! That's so great!"
Dean took another whiff of her sunflower-smelling hair, but then shook his head to try to control himself. Finally they separated. Dean noticed that Rory was blushing.
"Are you okay?" Dean asked. "You're blushing.
"Oh, really?" Rory took out a compact mirror. "Oh, yeah. Mom got me new blush and it turns out it's a little too red."
"Okay," Dean said.
What was that about? He thought to himself. That was weird. Rory didn't wear a lot of make-up.
"Well, this is going to be our last night," Rory said. "I had x-rays today and I'm going home tomorrow morning."
"Oh, well, I think that's great," Dean said.
He gave Rory another hug. He was happy that she was well and yet he was sad. This probably meant that he would never see her again and now he would have no one. But, it wasn't just the fact that he would be all alone again. It was the fact that he loved her and would be devastated if he never saw her again. This time he permitted himself to get lost in the scent of her hair. After all, this would probably be the last time he would smell it.
"You think that we'll hang out again?" Rory asked.
"Honestly, I'm not sure," Dean said.
Suddenly Dean was struck with an idea.
"Hey, Rory," Dean said. "You told me a few weeks ago that the only real date you had sucked."
"Yeah, so?" Rory said.
"Well, why don't I take you on a date? It won't be a real date. It'll be a mock date. It could probably prepare you for a real date."
Rory sat for a moment as if she was in deep thought.
"Alright," she said, finally.
"Really?" Dean asked.
"Yeah, I think it'll be fun."
"Great. Are you going to be at home or at the dorm?"
"I'm going to be at the dorm."
Rory took a piece of paper and a pen wrote directions to her dorm.
"Okay," Dean said. "So, I'll pick you up at, say, 6:00?"
"Say sounds good," Rory said.
"Alright, then," Dean said.
"No, you're supposed to say 'okay.'"
"Okay. Well, it's getting late. I have to go."
"Sure. See you tomorrow. Maybe you'll see me in something a little better than this hospital gown."
Dean chuckled and said good-night and left feeling excited about his mock date tomorrow night.
To Be Continued..
A/N: I hope you guys liked this one better. Chapter 9 is coming soon and no I'm not hooking them up yet.