Second Chances – Part 2 [Ah, don't choke!]

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"Is there a problem Tristan?" Robert asked, glancing at the blonde abnormally.

Coughing, his cheeks turned light pink and nodded quickly. "Fine," he looked at his snapped pencil, throwing the wooden pieces on the floor.

Jess shrugged at his peculiar behavior "You can reach her at 367-1967."

"Right," Robert straightened the wrinkle on his Armani suit "I'll contact Ms. Gilmore and..."

"Actually," Tristan interrupted "I'll do that Robert."

"But I assumed…"

"You assumed wrong, I'll get in contact with Ms. Gilmore alright?"

Robert nodded obediently.

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Rory walked into her apartment, smiling. In her hand, she held a dozen dandy lions, kept in place by a red ribbon. Shaking her head, she placed the yellow flowers on her coffee table and immediately sought for the phone.

"Hello, Marco's Pizza. We do our best to please our customers!"

"Hey Marco," Rory greeted.

"Hello Ms. Gilmore."

"Busy tonight?"

"Like always, the usual?"

"Yup, wait, make that an extra large pizza… I'm having a visitor tonight."

"Right away, talk to you soon Ms. Gilmore."

"Of course."

Rory put the phone back onto its receiver, and as if on cue, a loud knock came from her front door. Hearing slight yelps for help, Rory realized who it was immediately. Opening the door, she smiled at the Asian girl.

"That dog is evil," she stated, glaring at the door from which several dog barks originated.

"I happen to think Missy is a wonderful dog, a wonderful companion."

Lane Kim just huffed, passing by Rory and walking to the living room. Sitting on the loveseat, she picked up the nearest magazine, scanning through it. "When's the pizza coming?"

"Soon," was Rory's answer "I'm going to change into something more comfortable…"

Lane shrugged and walked around the small, cozy apartment. Looking through her picture frames, she noticed clearly that Rory was close to her mother. She looked at, what Lane assumed was a family portrait. Rory's mother… 'What was her name?… Oh yes Lorelai! Lorelai stood, grinning broadly for the camera, while the man beside her, sporting a blue cap and plaid shirt grumpily half smiled. Beside him was a young dark haired man, who would have been good looking if only he smiled a little. In Lorelai's arms was a baby… a baby girl. Lane smiled. What an adorable baby. Lane continued to look through the apartment, almost immediately, she noticed a cardboard box hidden behind Rory's entertainment center. Curiosity got the best of her and she kneeled down, examining the contents.

Dust surrounded the rim of the old cardboard box, ignoring the tickling sensation in her nose, Lane's hand closed around, what she guessed to be a picture frame. Wiping the dust away, she noticed Rory, a young Rory with (Lane grinned) a very handsome young man. Both sported the same school uniform, the man's arm was wrapped around her waist; he was smiling, while Rory laughed merrily.

Lane set down the picture frame beside the box, and put her hand in the box once more. This time, she brought out a piece of tattered paper. Lane examined the tear stained letter… 'Dear Mary…'

"Lane! Come here a minute, I'm having a crisis."

Lane dropped the letter in surprise, scrambling to her feet; she walked quickly toward Rory's room.

"Yeah?" Lane asked, walking in with a guilty face.

"I can't find my Norbert slippers," Rory frowned.

"No," Lane faked a frown "Not the Norbert slippers…"

"Yes, the Norbert slippers…" Rory muttered, looking in her closet, underneath the bed, under her pillows, behind her desk…

"Did you check the bathroom?"

"Ah! The bathroom," Rory grinned, rushing into the bathroom. Moments later, she walked in gingerly, wearing fluffy white rabbit slippers "Found them."

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Both girls sat cross-legged on Rory's carpet, pizza slices on hand. Lane chewed thoughtfully, thinking back to what she had discovered. Lane was positive that the young man was an ex boyfriend of Rory's… but why was she not aware of him? They had met three years ago, and ever since, both were inseparable. Lane knew about Dean… That's not Dean; you saw a picture of him remember?

"Lane, anything wrong?"

"Huh? What?"

Rory laughed, picking all the pepperoni from her pizza slice "You look deep in thought."

"Oh," Lane blushed "I guess I am."

"About what?"

"Well ahh, who's Mary?" Lane asked nervously, her eyes widened, moving toward the coughing woman "Oh my god Rory! Are you choking?"

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48 reviews! WOW! When I saw that, my mouth seriously opened in shock. Danishes for all my reviewers.

A few questions were brought to my attention, Tristan didn't know about Jess because I simply didn't want Jess on Tears. He he.

For lawgirl, I am aware that some of the stuff on the chapter was not accurate. I would have looked it up, but I simply don't have time. I have difficulty finding time to write new chapters, I won't waste the time I have writing to research on what time lawyers see their clients. And you are correct once again; I did write based on what I watch from law related TV shows. I didn't think that would be a problem.

Till next time lovelies!

- RockerFreak