A/N: I'm putting a verse key up for what character goes with what character's verse from Aida.

Rory Aida

Dean Radames

Lindsay Amneris

Lorelai Mereb

The verses in bold are the verses where Radames and Aida sing together, but I'm just going to give them to either Rory or Dean.

(Rory)

I sat at one end of the bridge and waited for Dean to show up. I checked my watch for the millionth time. I'd arrived ten minutes early. You can do this, I told myself. It's easy. "Dean, we can't see each other anymore." That's it. Plain and simple. Besides, this probably means more to you than it does to him.

The only problem was I couldn't do it. After this I'd spend the rest of my life wondering what could've been. Would Dean even remember me? Would he talk about me? Would he be wondering what could've been?

"Rory!"

I looked up and Dean was standing in the middle of the bridge. For a moment I forgot why I was here. All I knew was that he and I were at the Stars Hollow High Bridge, which was a very romantic looking place.

A felt like another person floated into my body as I ran towards the middle of the bridge and into Dean's arms. I felt so safe there. I didn't want to move. I didn't want to say anything. I just wanted to stay there in his arms.

Dean's face came down to mine. I leaned in to kiss him, but suddenly reality came down on me in its ugly bomb-shaped form. Before his lips even touched mine, I broke away and backed up a bit.

"Don't," I said. "Please don't."

Dean looked more confused than a puppy being brought to a kennel.

"I thought you wanted to see me," Dean said.

"I do," I said.

I could tell in his face that he knew what I was going to say, but I had to say it just to make it concrete. But, I couldn't say it.

"Dean, I can't see you anymore," I said, struggling with the words.

I'm here to tell you we can never meet again

Simple really isn't it? A word or two and then

A lifetime of not knowing where or how or why or when

You think of me or speak of me and wonder what befell

The someone you once loved so long ago, so well

(Dean)

I knew she was going to say that, but at the same time I was hoping she never would. I couldn't imagine never seeing her again.

"I don't understand," I said. "I mean, I know the cheese-o-meter is going off, but I thought you said the other night was perfect."

"It was," Rory said.

"I thought so, too," I said. "We could have that night more often, you know."

"But, is it worth risking your marriage over?" Rory asked. "I mean, this could mean nothing more than a fling to you."

I couldn't believe Rory would think that. That's what Jess would think, I thought, bitterly. It almost came out of my mouth, but I decided against it. It probably would've sparked a fight.

"Is that what you think?" I asked.

Rory stared at her feet. I took that as a yes. I put my hands on her shoulders. I'd been debating on whether or not I should tell her the truth before I got here. I took this as a sign to tell her the truth.

"That's not what I think," I said.

I tilted her face upward so she was looking at me. Then I said the words that I'd been itching to say to her for a year that I hadn't said to her in two years:

"I love you, Rory."

Never wonder what I'll feel as living shuffles by



You don't have to ask me and I need not reply

Every moment of my life from now until I die

I will think or dream of you and fail to understand

How a perfect love can be confounded out of hand

I felt like I was saying those words for the first time. When I'd said them to Rory in high school, they never really felt honest. They felt like I was justifying our relationship. But, when I said them now I felt like this is the first time I'd actually truly meant them.

Rory didn't say anything. She just turned away from me. She mumbled something that I couldn't make out.

"What?" I asked.

"I said that's what I was afraid of," Rory said.

I didn't understand. What was she saying? Did she think it was all a mistake? Did she not love me? She said that she was worried that it meant more to her than me. Was it the other way around? As if she heard all the questions going on inside my head, she turned around to face me.

"I love you, too, Dean," she said. "But, there's one problem. What is it again? Let me think......Oh, yeah. It's your marriage."

Her voice was dripping with sarcasm after she told me that she loved me. What did you expect, Forester? A voice said in my head. That telling her that you love her would just make your marriage disappear?

Is it written in the stars?



Are we paying for some crime?

Is that all that we are good for

Just a stretch of mortal time?

Or some God's experiment

In which we have no say?

In which we're given paradise

But only for a day

(Rory)

I didn't mean to come down so hard on Dean, but he seemed to be in this alternate universe where he wasn't married to Lindsay. I had to jerk him back to reality, which I could tell I was succeeding in.

"We can't change anything," I said.

"I can a divorce," Dean protested.

"But, what if we fall for different people?" I asked. "And all this crap would be for nothing?"

Dean didn't say anything. I knew I'd finally gotten to him.

"And people are going to find out," I continued. "The entire town is going to talk about us and there's going to be no safe place to hide."

Nothing can be altered, there is nothing to decide


No escape, no change of heart, nor anyplace to hide

(Dean)

There's got to be a better solution, I thought. There's got to be a better way.

"Maybe we could run away?" I suggested.

"Are you kidding?" Rory said. "We can't just run away. We've got things going on in our lives that we can't abandon."

"I'm sorry," I said. "I don't know what I was thinking."

What was I thinking? Maybe I didn't have a life, but she sure as hell did. She had school. I couldn't ask her to run away with me and abandon that life. Besides, I was a construction worker. I had nothing to offer her. At this moment, I wished I didn't love her so much.

You are all I'll ever want but this I am denied

Sometimes in my darkest thoughts I wish I'd never learned

(Rory)

An awkward silence filled the air. I didn't know what to do or say. Dean just stood there dejected. I'm miserable, too, Dean, I said mentally. I really loved him and he really loved me, but we couldn't be together.

What it is to be in love

And have that love returned

"So this is it?" Dean finally asked.

"I guess so," I said.

Without saying another word, Dean turned around and walked away. I didn't leave right away. I sat down on the dock and stared out at the lake, blinking back tears.

Five seconds later, Dean ran back and jerked my head to the right and pressed his lips right into mine. I closed my eyes and jumped to my feet and wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back with full passion. The kiss was so intense I felt like I was drowning. A few seconds later, the kiss was broken and Dean walked away.

"Bye," I whispered.

Well, I'd done it. Dean was out of my life for good. I felt so empty and lonely and it had only been a few minutes since he left. I guess this is my punishment for committing adultery, I thought, as I walked him.

Is it written in the stars?

Are we paying for some crime?

Is that all that we are good for

Just a mortal stretch of time?

(Dean)

I walked home, heartbroken, but just as I made a left off the bridge, I thought I saw a tall gangly figure walk away. I panicked for a second. Was someone spying on us? Did they hear us?

I shook my head and walked home. The house was dark, but when I walked in, a light switched on scaring the crap out of me. Lindsay's mother sat down on the couch.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"I fell asleep," she answered. "Why did you come home late?"

"I just had to work late again," I said.

"You look flushed," Lindsay's mother said.

"I am?"

I ran into the downstairs bathroom and checked my face in the mirror. Damn! I was still flushed from kissing.

"Do you feel all right?" Lindsay's mother asked from the other room.

"Yeah," I answered.

"Are you sure?" her voice was a mixture of concern and suspicion.

"Yeah," I repeated. "Thanks."

Her footsteps faded away and I sat down on the toilet seat and held my head in my hands. This was it. I was going to be trapped in a loveless marriage for the rest of my life.

What are you doing to me? I thought. Why do you have to give me something perfect and then take it away from me? Are you only letting me be with her for one night? Why, God?

Or some god's experiment

In which we have no say?

In which we're given paradise

But only for a day

To Be Continued.........

A/N: I know this was corny, but I was trying to make this similar to the parting scene between Aida and Radames and that was a pretty cheesy scene. More soon, but not that much more.