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Chapter 5: It's called closure, my friend
Rory didn't even waste time by watching her mother drive off. She was determined to get something done. Something she should have done a long time ago. Something she had put of for what seemed like forever. Possibly the first step at getting her own sanity back. Closure. That was something she needed. Finish up with the past in order to be ready for the future and to be able to work on the present.
Before Rory even knew she had reached the square. Wow, she never knew she was such a good walker when she was determined. Well, in shape she definitely wasn't. She had walked too fast and now she was breathing hard. She had been so wrapped up in the thought of wrapping things up that she hadn't even noticed the critical physical condition she was putting herself into. She had walked too fast and had to take a break before continuing on her mission. Ironically, had she walked normal pace she probably would have reached her destination by now, but oh well. No she was all sweaty and out of breath hunching over by the gazebo holding her aching sides in everyone's view. Out of the corner of her eye she could see Ms. Patty move towards her.
"Rory, honey, are you okay? You look like you've just run the New York marathon. Well, actually you look worse. Is everything all right?" The elder woman asked worriedly.
"I'm fine" Rory pressed out. Talking took away too much breath. Ms. Patty was now right beside her putting an arm protectively around her shoulder and patting her softly on the back. Rory tried to get enough oxygen back into her body.
Right then Taylor came rushing over the square as well. He had seen Rory and Ms. Patty and being a town official and well being Taylor thinking everything in Stars Hollow concerned him he immediately left his shop and rushed over.
"Is Rory all right? Did something happen? An accident? Out of the way Patty, let me help her." Taylor came up right next to Rory and Ms. Patty retreated sighins since she knew there was nothing to do against Taylor. The latter started talking to Rory questioning her about what had happened to her, but she couldn't answer and before she even knew half of Stars Hollow was around her. Well, once Taylor was there, the whole town knew that usually there was something about to happen. It was like some freaking carnival. The locals were a great audience. Stars Hollow seriously needed a real movie theater Rory thought to herself still not being able to catch her breath. Rory silently cursed herself for not working out. This is ridiculous, she thought to herself.
Suddenly she could hear Taylor say something about calling an ambulance and she could sense commotion in the crowd and people determined to fulfil Taylor's order.
"No-" Rory yelled out. "I'm fine, no need for 911" she said still breathing hard. "I just….I just walked to fast" she continued trying to straighten herself up.
Oh man, this was horrible. Everyone was staring at her. Usually she liked being Stars Hollow's princess, but not now. Why couldn't just everyone mind their own business? This wasn't freaking Big Brother.
"I'm fine" Rory said once more trying to make people go away. However, they wouldn't move but just kept staring at her. Rory let out a frustrated "Ouf" and started walking away, slowly this time. This town sometimes was even too crazy for a Gilmore Girl.
She didn't turn around but she knew that people were still watching her. She knew that soon Taylor would give a little speech about handling the problem and he would then come after her. This was the last thing Rory wanted at the moment. She needed to do what she needed to do and Taylor was in the way for that. So better do it quickly Rory thought. She then entered Doose's and put on a determined expression.
Dean had been stacking cans all morning and Taylor had been driving him crazy with his new stacking instructions. Yes, Taylor had made a plan of how to stack cans. Is there really more than one way to stack cans? Taylor definitely thought so. Dean didn't. He stacked cans and just nodded at Taylor's words pretending to listen. He was happy when Taylor had rushed out of the store. It seemed like something had happened on the square but Dean didn't bother looking. He was happy to have Taylor of his back.
He didn't notice her come in and when he looked up and saw her standing right in front of him looking at him expectantly like she was waiting for him to notice her he was taken aback for a moment. They hadn't talked since that one night. He had tried to talk to her, but she would always walk or run away. And Lorelai wouldn't let him inside the house either. Now she was here, obviously ready to talk.
"Rory" he said as if to proof to himself that she was really standing in front of him.
"Yes" she said looking straight into his eyes. He couldn't make up any kind of emotion however. No disgust, no guilt, no love… She looked determined. Simply determined. He sensed that he had lost right there.
"Dean- I need to say something and I don't want you to interrupt me. Please let me make this straight. No talk. I need to say something to you. There's no need arguing about it. I've made up my mind and you'll have to accept it." She told him. He looked at her blankly sensing what was coming. The more time had passed the more he had anticipated this to come, but he had still hoped that it wouldn't.
"I regret what happened" Rory continued. "It never should have happened. We made an awful mistake and I think we should keep out of each other's ways. We are over, we were a long time ago. You're married now and I don't think we should be friends or anything else. I'm done with all of that. This, us, we're done. Finally I know that we are done. Goodbye Dean" Rory finished looking at him only a second. He seemed sad, but not surprised. Hurt, but not surprised. Rory then turned and headed home. She had done what she had to do. Wrap up things. Closure. The Dean box could now go back into the closet to be shoved only further into the back as time passed on, never to be taken out again. Maybe to be thrown away some time.
Dean watched her walk out of the shop and run into Taylor. They seemed to be discussing something. It wasn't any of his business though. He had lost Rory Gilmore. This time it was for real. There was no turning back. He had a life without her ahead of himself. A life full of work and with an unhappy marriage. There was nothing he could do about it. He was destined to love someone who wouldn't love him back. He'd have to live with it.
A.N.: This came out quite quickly. I guess writer's block is gone. At least I hope so. I don't know how this chapter went, since I simply wrote it without thinking to much about it. Next chapters should be more Luke and Lorelai. Well, as always, please review! Thanks, Janine
