AN - Hey all, sorry about the long wait on this. I completely forgot about
finals and now it's literally a cram session each night, but I'm home
today, and I have nothing else to do. The chapter before was just, I
dunno, a prequel maybe. It's a future fic, trory, and umm, not too much
else. Enjoy
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Disclaimer - I wish, I wish, I wish, darn, now my head hurts, I don't own nuttin.
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Chapter 1: Figment of my imagination
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Rory sat down in her roommate's barker lounger and closed her eyes. She'd had the best day. Nothing could bring her down from her state of happiness. She had just been offered a better job writing for the New York Times.
As she was reclining, Nean, her roommate, walked through the door. He walked over to the fridge and grabbed a pop.
"Hey Nean"
"Hey Ror, what's with the happy face?"
"Ugh, you'll never believe what happened at work today."
"Oh, I don't know, you were promoted and got a 15% raise?"
"Hey, how'd you know?"
"Krystal called me earlier."
"Ugh, I told her not to mention it to you, I wanted to tell you myself," Rory said as she put on a pout.
"Oh, but you'll like that she told me, because I went out and bought the extremely expensive hard to find coffee for tonight," Nean said
Upon hearing this, Rory's eyes lit up and she jumped off the recliner and started jumping up and down and hugged Nean.
"Alright, calm down Ror, I'll start up Geoff, or is it Tucker?"
"Actually, Krystal stole Geoff, and Tucker broke last week, its Ronnie."
"Right.you're the only one I know who names their coffee pots."
"You OBVIOUSLY have not met my mother."
"Hey, if she's anything like you, I'm not sure that I want to."
With that Rory hit him.
"Oh, hey Rory, is it ok if Krystal comes over later?"
"Gee, you're asking me if it's ok that my best friend, who happens to be your girlfriend, can come over to OUR apartment, I'm gonna have to ponder that one for a little while there Nean."
"You aren't funny, you know that right?"
"Eh, you love me anyways."
They sat there and talked for over an hour before Krystal showed up. The three of them celebrated for a bit, and then Rory excused herself to go outside for a little fresh air.
She walked around for more than an hour, in no direction in particular, just thinking happy thoughts to herself. She walked into the convenience store on the corner and picked up a Starbucks frappachino, which always calmed her down after a long walk in the city.
When she walked into her apartment she saw that Krystal was already gone and Nean had gone to bed already, which was odd, considering it was only 10:30. She decided to watch a bit of TV for around an hour before she went to bed herself. She went into her room and set the alarm for 7 since she had to be in at 8, giving herself half an hour to get ready.
She had he most unique dream during the night. She had been sleeping peacefully in a king size bed when the scent of coffee woke her up. She got up and saw a room she didn't recognize. Rory walked out of the room and down the stairs towards the scent of the coffee. When she got into the kitchen, she saw Tristan standing in front of the stove cooking eggs and sausage, with croissants lying next to the stove. That combination was Rory's favorite breakfast food. He turned around and greeted her with a kiss.
That was pretty much the extent of her dream, since the shrill ringing of her alarm brought her back to life. She got up and started getting ready, trying her hardest to forget the dream. She had done so well; it had been at least 5 months since her last Tristan dream. She thought she was over him completely, thinking she had moved on since High School. Maybe she had, she was never sure after her dreams.
She made it to the office 15 minutes early, and got started sorting through the articles, assigning them to lower employees, and keeping ones that interested her for herself.
At about 3:45, just as she was about ready to leave for the day, her phone rang.
"Hello, Rory Gilmore speaking."
"Hey hun, how are you doing in the bigger office?"
"Hey mom, how'd you know?"
"Mother's instinct."
"Ah, I should've known"
"Ya, plus your number changed."
"Really, huh, I'll have to get that."
"Ya, ok, so anyways, the reason I'm calling you at work instead of home is because one of your grandpa's close friends has died and he wants you at the funeral."
"Umm, ok, it's not Janlen, is it?"
"Huh, oh, no, it was the final touch to the three musketeers, Fred."
"Oh, ok, well, I guess I could, when is it?"
"Saturday at 2, at your grandparent's church."
"Alright, call me later tonight, ok mom?"
"Okay, will do sweets."
"Bye mom"
"Bye Rory."
Rory hung up the phone, remembering how close Richard had been to Janlen and Fred. They were practically inseparable for about 37 years. Emily had always felt second to the three. Then Fred moved to North Dakota, and Janlen moved to Texas for a few years, and when he came back, they weren't as close.
It would be nice to see her grandparents again, considering she hadn't been to Hartford in over 7 months.
Once she got home, she went straight to bed. While she was asleep, she had another dream with Tristan in it. It wasn't much of a dream, just a flash through all the moments they had shared. It was definitely not a normal Tristan dream, though, having Tristan invade her dreams five years after she had seen him last, two nights in a row, was not normal either.
When she woke in the morning, she called into work and told them she had a family emergency and decided to go to Stars Hollow a day early. She picked up her cell and called Paris, who had decided to stay in Hartford.
"Hello?"
"Hey Paris, what's up?"
"Oh, hey Rory, how've you been?"
"I've been great, I just got promoted."
"Good for you."
"Ya, anyways, I'm going to be in Stars Hollow in about 2 hours, if you wanna stop by and catch up."
"Alright, why are you coming down, if you don't mind my asking?"
"Oh, Fred died, and grandpa wants me at the funeral."
"No, not Fred."
"Ya, Fred, but, these things happen."
"I guess they do."
"Uh huh, well, I should go, I'll see you in a couple hours."
"Bye Rory."
With that Rory hung up the phone. When she arrived in Stars Hollow, she was greeted by her mother, her father, Paris, and her twin brothers, Kellan and Kurt. Sherri and Chris had decided that it just wouldn't work out between them. Then finally, her parents realized they didn't belong with anyone else. They'd been happily married for four years now, and they had full custody of the twins.
She had a blast catching up with her family and her friend who managed to stay in the area. Everyone else had gone out west, or, like Lane, to the Midwest. It was great when she did see the ones who lived far away.
Saturday finally came around and Lorelei was the only other one going, since Chris was never really close to Richard, and someone needed to watch the boys.
The two decided to take Rory's Jeep, which was newer and nicer than Lorelei's, which was only a 2002, while Rory's was a 2006. The two managed to make it to the church fifteen minutes early.
The funeral was short, but very sweet. They all went out to the cemetery, even though it was very nippy. As Rory was standing with her mother, she saw Richard walk over to Janlen and hug him. As she watched this, she noticed the person standing to the right of Janlen. It was of course Tristan DuGrey, grandson of Janlen.
She continually looked over at him, catching him looking at her.
After all was said and done, Rory grabbed her mother's arm, trying to drag her out of the cemetery and into the car.
"Hold your horse's sweet pea."
"Mom, I just want to leave."
"You don't want to socialize with Hartford's upper class, I'm shocked to my very core."
"C'mon, let's get out of here."
"Hold on a second honey, let me just say goodbye to your grandfather."
"Fine, but after that, we leave."
"It's a deal," Lorelei said, smiling at her grown daughter acting like a child at an opera.
The two walked over to where Richard was standing and saw that Janlen and Tristan were having a conversation with him. As soon as Rory saw him, she stopped and headed back towards the Jeep.
"Tell grandpa I say hi, but I just remembered, I left my phone in the car."
"C'mon sweetie, its been a rough week on him, just come give him a hug," as Lorelei was saying this, she caught a glimpse of the hunk standing next to Janlen and Richard, "This isn't about him, is it?"
"No, I just, I need my phone."
"No you don't, come on no, we're going together."
"Fine, whatever," she said as she headed towards her grandfather.
As the two walked towards the group, Rory slowed her pace. She wasn't sure if she could face him. She'd gone so long avoiding him, a good 5 years. Now she knew she had to.
"Hey grandpa."
"Why hello there Rory, Lorelei," Richard said acknowledging their presence.
"How've you been holding up dad?" Lorelei asked him.
"About as well as I can be," Richard said, giving a false smile, "Actually I was just talking to Janlen and his grandson, and I was thinking of having a nice big dinner at our place tonight. What do you two say?"
"Actually dad, Chris is at home with the boys, and we should be getting back."
Richard cut her off, "Nonsense, have the three of them come up and join us. They're always welcome."
Rory looked at her mom, pleading with her to refuse. She looked back at her daughter, with eyes saying there was nothing she could do. Rory looked over at Tristan, who was talking with his grandfather and sighed. "Alright grandpa, we'll see you in about an hour."
"Alright, see you two later."
"Bye dad."
"Bye grandpa."
The two girls walked away, arms around each other's shoulders. They walked to the car in silence and when they got there Lorelei spoke up, "Hey Rory, let me drive, I need to talk some things over with you."
"Fine," Rory said as she handed over the keys.
When they were in the car and moving Lorelei spoke up again.
"Ok, we really need to talk about the Tristan situation. I let you get away with not talking about it back then because you were heartbroken, and I never really got anything out of you, you'd always change the subject."
"So, how bout this weird weather in June?"
"See, changing the subject, come on now Rory, back when you two were going out you were inseparable. Then one day you come home and you two are broken up. What happened?"
"I don't wanna talk about it right now, ask me about it later."
"Honey, I just want to know what happened between you two."
"I know, just, not now, ok?"
"Alright honey."
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I promise I promise, I'll continue very very soon. I promise, but you gotta review, I love reviews, I live off reviews.
Randi
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Disclaimer - I wish, I wish, I wish, darn, now my head hurts, I don't own nuttin.
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Chapter 1: Figment of my imagination
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Rory sat down in her roommate's barker lounger and closed her eyes. She'd had the best day. Nothing could bring her down from her state of happiness. She had just been offered a better job writing for the New York Times.
As she was reclining, Nean, her roommate, walked through the door. He walked over to the fridge and grabbed a pop.
"Hey Nean"
"Hey Ror, what's with the happy face?"
"Ugh, you'll never believe what happened at work today."
"Oh, I don't know, you were promoted and got a 15% raise?"
"Hey, how'd you know?"
"Krystal called me earlier."
"Ugh, I told her not to mention it to you, I wanted to tell you myself," Rory said as she put on a pout.
"Oh, but you'll like that she told me, because I went out and bought the extremely expensive hard to find coffee for tonight," Nean said
Upon hearing this, Rory's eyes lit up and she jumped off the recliner and started jumping up and down and hugged Nean.
"Alright, calm down Ror, I'll start up Geoff, or is it Tucker?"
"Actually, Krystal stole Geoff, and Tucker broke last week, its Ronnie."
"Right.you're the only one I know who names their coffee pots."
"You OBVIOUSLY have not met my mother."
"Hey, if she's anything like you, I'm not sure that I want to."
With that Rory hit him.
"Oh, hey Rory, is it ok if Krystal comes over later?"
"Gee, you're asking me if it's ok that my best friend, who happens to be your girlfriend, can come over to OUR apartment, I'm gonna have to ponder that one for a little while there Nean."
"You aren't funny, you know that right?"
"Eh, you love me anyways."
They sat there and talked for over an hour before Krystal showed up. The three of them celebrated for a bit, and then Rory excused herself to go outside for a little fresh air.
She walked around for more than an hour, in no direction in particular, just thinking happy thoughts to herself. She walked into the convenience store on the corner and picked up a Starbucks frappachino, which always calmed her down after a long walk in the city.
When she walked into her apartment she saw that Krystal was already gone and Nean had gone to bed already, which was odd, considering it was only 10:30. She decided to watch a bit of TV for around an hour before she went to bed herself. She went into her room and set the alarm for 7 since she had to be in at 8, giving herself half an hour to get ready.
She had he most unique dream during the night. She had been sleeping peacefully in a king size bed when the scent of coffee woke her up. She got up and saw a room she didn't recognize. Rory walked out of the room and down the stairs towards the scent of the coffee. When she got into the kitchen, she saw Tristan standing in front of the stove cooking eggs and sausage, with croissants lying next to the stove. That combination was Rory's favorite breakfast food. He turned around and greeted her with a kiss.
That was pretty much the extent of her dream, since the shrill ringing of her alarm brought her back to life. She got up and started getting ready, trying her hardest to forget the dream. She had done so well; it had been at least 5 months since her last Tristan dream. She thought she was over him completely, thinking she had moved on since High School. Maybe she had, she was never sure after her dreams.
She made it to the office 15 minutes early, and got started sorting through the articles, assigning them to lower employees, and keeping ones that interested her for herself.
At about 3:45, just as she was about ready to leave for the day, her phone rang.
"Hello, Rory Gilmore speaking."
"Hey hun, how are you doing in the bigger office?"
"Hey mom, how'd you know?"
"Mother's instinct."
"Ah, I should've known"
"Ya, plus your number changed."
"Really, huh, I'll have to get that."
"Ya, ok, so anyways, the reason I'm calling you at work instead of home is because one of your grandpa's close friends has died and he wants you at the funeral."
"Umm, ok, it's not Janlen, is it?"
"Huh, oh, no, it was the final touch to the three musketeers, Fred."
"Oh, ok, well, I guess I could, when is it?"
"Saturday at 2, at your grandparent's church."
"Alright, call me later tonight, ok mom?"
"Okay, will do sweets."
"Bye mom"
"Bye Rory."
Rory hung up the phone, remembering how close Richard had been to Janlen and Fred. They were practically inseparable for about 37 years. Emily had always felt second to the three. Then Fred moved to North Dakota, and Janlen moved to Texas for a few years, and when he came back, they weren't as close.
It would be nice to see her grandparents again, considering she hadn't been to Hartford in over 7 months.
Once she got home, she went straight to bed. While she was asleep, she had another dream with Tristan in it. It wasn't much of a dream, just a flash through all the moments they had shared. It was definitely not a normal Tristan dream, though, having Tristan invade her dreams five years after she had seen him last, two nights in a row, was not normal either.
When she woke in the morning, she called into work and told them she had a family emergency and decided to go to Stars Hollow a day early. She picked up her cell and called Paris, who had decided to stay in Hartford.
"Hello?"
"Hey Paris, what's up?"
"Oh, hey Rory, how've you been?"
"I've been great, I just got promoted."
"Good for you."
"Ya, anyways, I'm going to be in Stars Hollow in about 2 hours, if you wanna stop by and catch up."
"Alright, why are you coming down, if you don't mind my asking?"
"Oh, Fred died, and grandpa wants me at the funeral."
"No, not Fred."
"Ya, Fred, but, these things happen."
"I guess they do."
"Uh huh, well, I should go, I'll see you in a couple hours."
"Bye Rory."
With that Rory hung up the phone. When she arrived in Stars Hollow, she was greeted by her mother, her father, Paris, and her twin brothers, Kellan and Kurt. Sherri and Chris had decided that it just wouldn't work out between them. Then finally, her parents realized they didn't belong with anyone else. They'd been happily married for four years now, and they had full custody of the twins.
She had a blast catching up with her family and her friend who managed to stay in the area. Everyone else had gone out west, or, like Lane, to the Midwest. It was great when she did see the ones who lived far away.
Saturday finally came around and Lorelei was the only other one going, since Chris was never really close to Richard, and someone needed to watch the boys.
The two decided to take Rory's Jeep, which was newer and nicer than Lorelei's, which was only a 2002, while Rory's was a 2006. The two managed to make it to the church fifteen minutes early.
The funeral was short, but very sweet. They all went out to the cemetery, even though it was very nippy. As Rory was standing with her mother, she saw Richard walk over to Janlen and hug him. As she watched this, she noticed the person standing to the right of Janlen. It was of course Tristan DuGrey, grandson of Janlen.
She continually looked over at him, catching him looking at her.
After all was said and done, Rory grabbed her mother's arm, trying to drag her out of the cemetery and into the car.
"Hold your horse's sweet pea."
"Mom, I just want to leave."
"You don't want to socialize with Hartford's upper class, I'm shocked to my very core."
"C'mon, let's get out of here."
"Hold on a second honey, let me just say goodbye to your grandfather."
"Fine, but after that, we leave."
"It's a deal," Lorelei said, smiling at her grown daughter acting like a child at an opera.
The two walked over to where Richard was standing and saw that Janlen and Tristan were having a conversation with him. As soon as Rory saw him, she stopped and headed back towards the Jeep.
"Tell grandpa I say hi, but I just remembered, I left my phone in the car."
"C'mon sweetie, its been a rough week on him, just come give him a hug," as Lorelei was saying this, she caught a glimpse of the hunk standing next to Janlen and Richard, "This isn't about him, is it?"
"No, I just, I need my phone."
"No you don't, come on no, we're going together."
"Fine, whatever," she said as she headed towards her grandfather.
As the two walked towards the group, Rory slowed her pace. She wasn't sure if she could face him. She'd gone so long avoiding him, a good 5 years. Now she knew she had to.
"Hey grandpa."
"Why hello there Rory, Lorelei," Richard said acknowledging their presence.
"How've you been holding up dad?" Lorelei asked him.
"About as well as I can be," Richard said, giving a false smile, "Actually I was just talking to Janlen and his grandson, and I was thinking of having a nice big dinner at our place tonight. What do you two say?"
"Actually dad, Chris is at home with the boys, and we should be getting back."
Richard cut her off, "Nonsense, have the three of them come up and join us. They're always welcome."
Rory looked at her mom, pleading with her to refuse. She looked back at her daughter, with eyes saying there was nothing she could do. Rory looked over at Tristan, who was talking with his grandfather and sighed. "Alright grandpa, we'll see you in about an hour."
"Alright, see you two later."
"Bye dad."
"Bye grandpa."
The two girls walked away, arms around each other's shoulders. They walked to the car in silence and when they got there Lorelei spoke up, "Hey Rory, let me drive, I need to talk some things over with you."
"Fine," Rory said as she handed over the keys.
When they were in the car and moving Lorelei spoke up again.
"Ok, we really need to talk about the Tristan situation. I let you get away with not talking about it back then because you were heartbroken, and I never really got anything out of you, you'd always change the subject."
"So, how bout this weird weather in June?"
"See, changing the subject, come on now Rory, back when you two were going out you were inseparable. Then one day you come home and you two are broken up. What happened?"
"I don't wanna talk about it right now, ask me about it later."
"Honey, I just want to know what happened between you two."
"I know, just, not now, ok?"
"Alright honey."
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I promise I promise, I'll continue very very soon. I promise, but you gotta review, I love reviews, I live off reviews.
Randi