Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls… plain and simple.
A/N: Sorry about the delay, but I had a MAJOR essay due. And now I have another one coming up. Feh, I hate school.
Chapter 1~ Only time will tell…
***Lane's POV***
Lane stared out of the window as she watched the rain beat against it, mirroring her emotions. She was sitting near her window hugging her legs while crying.
"Lane, Rory's on the phone!" Lane's mom yelled from downstairs to her.
"Tell Rory I'm not here!" she yelled back turning her attention to the window once again.
"But, It's Rory, and you are here." her mom reasoned.
"I don't wanna talk to her!" she yelled back stubbornly.
"Fine." her mother stated repeating what Lane had instructed her to. "What's gotten into her this time?"
Only time would tell if they could repair the damage…
~~~A Week Earlier~~~
***Rory's POV***
When she opened the door, she was surprised and dropped the phone because of it. Standing on her porch was Tristan, in the flesh.
"Tristan?" Rory asked, as if she needed conformation of this miracle.
"Can I come inside?" he asked, indicating to somewhere in the house.
"Uh, sure." Rory answered eyeing the phone and wishing Lane to appear magically around the corner to help her.
"What are you doing here?" Rory asked playing with her hair uncomfortably. She remembered the lat time she had seen him. She had almost been willing to leave Dean for him, almost.
"I came here to see- no actually, I came back to go to get away form Military school. Plus, I missed everything, I missed you." he answered softly, not exactly sure if he should just come out and say that he cam back to have an actual relationship with her. "So, anything new with you? You know, I'm actually kinda hungry, mind telling me over lunch, unless you had something else to do?" He baited her.
Rory quickly decided in her mind, "Sure." It might, after all, be more enjoyable to catch up on old times than to read a book that she'd read more than 100 times last summer. Extending out his elbow Tristan headed for the door as Rory linked her arm in his.
Maybe this won't be so bad… Rory theorized. But all actions have consequences…
***Lane's POV***
"Hello? Rory? Rory?" she spoke into the phone. Sighing she hung up the phone and slumped backward on her bed.
"There's nothing to do!" she yelled after what seemed like an eternity.
"Mama! Can I go hang out with Rory?" Lane asked, hoping for an excuse to just cruise around town.
"Have you done your chores?" she asked suspiciously.
"Yes mama." she answered.
"Fine." she told her, acquiescing to her daughter's request.
Lane smiled and grabbed her things and practically ran down the stairs. Stopping short however at her door, she grabbed a picture and continued on her way. The picture is not shown fully, but we can see short spiky blonde hair…
***Jess's POV***
"Flight 162 from New York is now arriving." a woman announced over the intercom. Jess stepped off the plane along with more than 85 others. Eyeing what little luggage he had brought he hurried over to obtain it. Grabbing his luggage, he pushed his way pass the other people and hurried out of the airport. Maybe Luke will let me stay with him. He thought, but just as easily pushed the thought out of his mind. Yeah right, not the Luke I saw last time.
Less than 10 minutes later Jess found himself in Stars Hollow. He drove his car around the town, looking for one place. The Gilmore House. Knowing that neither Luke nor Lorelei would allow him to stay at their place he was going to rely on the hospitality of Lorelei's neighbor.
"Morrie let him in. Of course you can stay shug." This was the reply Jess got when he asked if he could stay at their house. After unpacking all his things, he went to go find Rory.
A/N: Review and let me know what you think. Should I even continue this weak attempt at fan fiction? If I get at least 6 reviews then I will continue. 6 is good, but more is better…