A/n: ahh, the long awaited dean/ rory chapter.
Lozzyonline: please don't cry. i just noticed that tissues cost like four bucks. such a rip off. so please don't be too sad over my story, i don't know if its worth it. and i know you love dean. i'll tell you a secret, i think i love dean as much if not more than tristan. so don't worry, in this story dean will not, i repeat WILL NOT be the one who is broken hearted. just wait one more chapter and you'll understand. and trust me, i spent all of fourth season begging for rory and dean to have an affair. so i do love him too!
Disclaimer: I still don't own Gilmore girls
Chapter Nine: Liquid Plumber and Fluff
Rory's phone rang, and after catching a disapproving look from Luke, Rory ran outside to answer it.
"Hey Mare," Tristan said.
"Hey, how are you?"
"Bored. I've already watched all the in-demand movies the hotel offers. How about yourself?"
"Well, I'm in the middle of a silent breakfast with my mother. We're the only two people in the café. Luke, the owner of the diner, even gave up trying to talk to us. But that was probably a relief for him since he and my mom are kinda dating and everything's all awkward."
"So things are still crappy with your mom?"
"She was pretty pissed when I got home yesterday. But whatever. I just went to bed and slept until she went to sleep at ten."
"I went to bed too. Then I was up all night watching the in-demand movies. I must have seen 50 First Dates about a dozen times."
"Did you cry?"
"Cry? How can you cry in an Adam Sandler movie?"
"I cried. I thought it was sad. But that sounds much more enjoyable than my evening. I spent the night picking hair out of the shower drain."
"Fun."
"The joys of living in a small town where all stores close at seven. I couldn't go out and buy any Drano."
"Try Liquid Plumber. That stuff works better."
"Ah, and how would you know this Mr. Dugrey?"
"I got stuck with janitor duty at military school for a semester."
"Gross," Rory said.
"Tell me about it."
Her call waiting beeped.
"Can you hold on for a second Tris?"
"Young Miss Gilmore is very popular."
She laughed and beeped over. "Hello?"
"Hey Ror. It's me. I have some time off. Do you want to go hang out?"
"Where? We can't go anywhere in this town without being spotted."
"I'm at Lane's right now."
"I'll be there in ten minutes."
She switched back to Tristan.
"Listen Tristan. I have to go. Maybe we can hang out sometime tomorrow."
"Ah, you've found something to do. Who was that on the phone, a Booty Call from Bob perhaps?" he joked.
"Not a Booty Call. I'm not going down that road again. But it was…Bob. I'll call you later. Sorry."
"No sorry. Play safe."
"Shut up," she said, hanging up the phone. She walked back into the diner where she found her mother and Luke deep in conversation. By the way they stopped and stared at her, she figured they were talking about her.
"I'm going to Lane's house for a while. I'll see you for dinner."
"Lane's? Is she going to be the only one there?" Lorelai asked, her voice dripping of forced casualty.
"No. There's going to be other people."
"Other people? Like Dean?"
"Mom!" Rory cried, jerking her neck at Luke.
"Oh stop it Rory. I was just asking if there would be a gathering of your old friends. Nothing more."
"Since you don't believe anything I tell you anymore, I see no point in telling you." She walked off.
"What was that about?"
"You don't want to know," Lorelai said, stirring her coffee. "Can we add some scotch to this?"
"I don't think so."
"Please?"
"I am against even giving you coffee. There is no way I'd put scotch in it. Besides, Rory's just a little moody. It can't be that bad where you're resorting to scotch at nine AM."
"Ignorance is bliss."
Dean answered the door when Rory arrived at Lane's.
"Is Lane even here?" Rory asked.
"Nope. Just us," he smiled at her temptingly and pulled her close to him. "I've been thinking of you for days."
Rory smiled. "I've been thinking of you too."
They kissed for a few minutes before Rory pulled away.
"We can't sleep together again," she said.
"No?"
"No. It would be wrong to do it twice. Let's just wait until the divorce goes through."
Dean smiled. "A big request. You're the only one I would do this for." He kissed her again. "I love you Rory."
"I love you too Dean. I never really stopped."
"I know." He let out a bitter laugh. "And to think, I thought marrying Lindsay would be a good way to make you realize that."
"I'm here now, aren't I?"
He smiled. "And this is exactly where you're supposed to be."
a/n: sorry, I guess that wasn't that much dean. But too much fluff is sickening. Especially for the author.
