The sun through the window shone on them, his arm wrapped around her and breathing in her scent, she shifted slightly beneath him and he couldn't help but gaze lovingly down at her, the sheets tangled between them. He rested his chin on her bare shoulder and couldn't help but look at her adoringly as she slowly opened her eyes. He unsuccessfully stifled a laugh when she picked up the pillow beside her and swatted him in the face with it pushing him away, definitely not a morning person. When he slowly started making his way back up he softly kissed her nose and started exploring her skin. On mornings likes these he often wondered if life could get any better than this. They could get through anything as long as they were together, Lorelai would eventually come around, at least now she wasn't snapping at the sight of them, merely rolling her eyes and turning away as though she hadn't seen them together. Sure, it wasn't his ideal but they would make it through it just like they would with the town. There was only so long that the town could stay mad at them. They'll soon realise that they were always meant to be together and look at his own family. Clara loved Rory and now here they were, back together. Together... he really liked that.
His ministrations came to a halt however when she shot out of a bed with an 'Oh my god, she'll kill me' and made a jumbled excuse as to why she had to leave so early. Something about her grandmother hosting a party and how the Gilmore's had to be there in full force especially with the separation. A party... maybe that's what they needed, something to help them relax a bit. With Rory studying all the time it was getting harder and harder for them to actually just hang out. Yea, his browed furrowed at the thought of her studying and juggling all those classes... they'll go.
She rushed around trying to find a reasonably nice dress. She now wished that she had stayed at her mothers last night. At least she wouldn't be scrounging around for something clean today. Out of the corner of her eye she sees Dean get up and make his way into the bathroom. The easy feeling in her stomach that she had was replaced with lead. She wonders why it always happens. When he leaves the room, she feels awful but when he returns and smiles at her she cant help but think that everything's going to be ok. This was right, everything was right, the fact that her mother always looked at her as though she had grown three heads could easily be explained away. After all, it probably didn't help that they hadn't talked about it but he kept on reassuring her that everything was going to be fine. It really was. As he comes back into the room she wonders if that knot her stomach ever really goes away, or she's tried so hard to ignore it that it's pushed to the back of her mind and she's just imagining that she doesn't feel the ache still weighing her down. To distract herself from these thoughts she attempts small talk, something safe and easy.
"So what are you up to today?" Yea, nice and safe. "Well, I figured after the party..." and there it goes. She halts her movements as she suddenly envisages the day ahead of her. Her in a room full of people that she doesn't know, her mother holding her in front of herself trying to fend off said people and then both trying to sneak out early. It's the only real time that they have together now. The only time that they aren't sniping at each other, they are one and the same just like before, both guilt tripped about the separation of the elder Gimore's and so what can you do? The only thing you can which is to give in and suck it up, even for just an afternoon. She actually found herself enjoying these parties cause it was a glimpse of what it was like before, it was how every day should be, but now that was overshadowed by Deans presence and all she could see was her and Dean standing in a corner, her trying to smile and watching from afar as her mother talked animatedly on her cell phone to someone that she could only presume was Luke. Who else besides Sookie, who had little Davey to look after now, could really stand talking to her mother go from one conspiracy theory to the next for two hours. She snapped back to reality as a hand moved in front of her face and she had to force a smile on her face.
"Did you hear anything I said?" His voice was laced with amusement but she couldn't quite fathom what was so amusing about any of this anymore. He carried on however... "I'd stop by mum's, you know, call a truce of sorts and pick up some more of my stuff, god it's great being here" He breezed past her and started picking out a shirt.
"Umm... you know this party thing, you wont like it" The way he was flinging shirts back she knew she had to do something fast before he was fully dressed and out the door expecting her to be trailing behind him. But obviously, he never really got the tone of voice that she was using.
"What makes you say that?"
"Look Dean, you know... we're doing this but I cant take you to my grandmothers place just yet" The look on his face almost made her cave but this needed to be done. She walked up to him slowly and cupped his cheek "Look, this will get better but just this... for now we need to... ease everyone into it" His eyes softened but then he remembered that this was a prime example of how she wasn't fully committed to it. He jerked his face away and walked over to the window pane and leaned on it. She knew the words before he even spoke them
"If this is going to work, then we have to be seen as together, not just semi together"
She could understand why he felt this way, the way her grandfather had spoken of him when they first started going out hadn't changed and if possible, was now even worse. She knew all this though, why couldn't he see that she was doing this for him, for them, it couldn't get any worse at this point.
"Look, I know this is hard at the moment, but with everything that's going on with my grandparents and my mom and Luke, everything's just so crazy at the moment and these parties... I don't even want to go to this stupid party but I have to, so I'll see you back here tonight" She hesitantly walked toward him and placed her hand on his neck and turned him towards her, she smiled reassuringly at him "Everything will get better... but right now, I just need to get through this day OK?" He smiled at her and then pecked her on the cheek, for a brief moment she thought of someone else and the lead feeling in her stomach returned, this time like the last was brief and so she let it go and returned to his wardrobe to pick out her blue dress. Her grandmother liked that dress.