The tale of Master and Commander and his favorite reporter (That's the real title, but I couldn't put it in my title because it was too long)
By cricri
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls and all the characters.
Author's note: Don't forget to review if you like it….or not! Sorry, if there's grammar error, English isn't my first language.
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Chapter 1 : A flowery morning
It was 6 o'clock in the morning when her cell phone began to ring. She rolled over to look at her alarm clock and mumbled curses at the person who dared to call her at such an early hour. She decided to ignore the call but the ringing wouldn't stop so she stretched her arm and brought the phone to her ear.
"I'm gonna kill you", she mumbled into the phone.
"Hello to you too, oh daughter of mine", came Lorelai's voice
"Please tell me it's an urgency call or else, I would be obliged to disavow you as my mother"
"Disavow me? You don't know what you're talking about! You wouldn't be able to live without me! You would be like a morning without coffee and we, Gilmores, know that it's impossible because…"
"Mom"
"…coffee is the elixir of life, it's running in our veins and we can't be coherent before our first cup. That's why you're saying such horrible thing about your dear mother that brought you to life in such horrible pain and…"
"MOM!"
"Yes my dear?"
"In case you haven't noticed, you woke me up so it means that I haven't had my first cup of coffee so I'm not ready to listen to your crazy speech."
"Someone grumpy this morning", Lorelai said pouting even if Rory couldn't see her.
"Mom, it's…", she turned her head to the alarm clock, "6:04 in the morning. And by the way, why are you up so early?"
"Luke has to go working and I wasn't able to sleep anymore. Then I just remembered that you didn't tell me what happened to your little prank on Master and Commander", Lorelai told her excitedly.
"You sound like a child"
"Please, please, please, I want to know what happened to my future son-in-law", Lorelai said in her best 5 years old voice.
"You're very funny and I hate to waste your fun but I don't know."
"What do you mean, you don't know? It's been 2 days already!"
"Yep, and I didn't heard of Logan in these 2 days."
"Do you think that he moved to another state to avoid the humiliation?"
"Don't think so. In fact, I'm sure he's preparing his revenge right know."
"Right now, I'm sure he's sleeping"
"Don't remind me that!", Rory said in a exasperate voice.
"Okay, I let you go back to sleep now."
"Too late, I'm awake now. But I need my fix of coffee so will talk later"
"Yes and, don't trust anyone…"
"Bye Mom"
"Bye Honey"
Rory quickly got dressed and headed toward the nearest coffee stand. She didn't have class until afternoon but she wanted to stop by the paper to finish her article and, she wasn't ready to admit that, but she hoped to see Logan there. After the prank his father and her pulled on him, she thought that she heard from him sooner. He wasn't the type to be reserved or shy. He couldn't be mad at her, could he? Maybe she went too far but again, Logan wasn't the type to take life too seriously. Or, he knew how bad she wanted to know his reaction so he just keeps her waiting. Yeah, that was probably it.
When she arrived at the paper, she was slightly disappointed to see that Logan was nowhere in sight. Disappointed? No, that couldn't be that. Rory Gilmore was serious; she didn't have interest in hot rich blond boy. Especially, immature boys who think that everything is just a big game. Her thoughts were interrupted when she collided with someone. When she looked up, an annoyed Doyle stood in front of her.
"I don't pay you to stand daydreaming in the middle of the paper, Gilmore!"
"You don't pay me Doyle", she reminded him.
"Don't use that tone with me, just because you saw me in a flannel robe doesn't give you the right to talk to me like that"
A picture of a hairy Doyle wearing Paris' robe came to her mind. Not just an ordinary robe, a very short flowery robe!
"Arghhh, don't ever remind me that", she said in a disgusted voice.
With that, she headed to her desk only to find an immense basket of flowers on it. Every colors possible of tulip, her favourite flower.
"By the way Gilmore, I would gladly appreciate if you keep your admirer from leaving you gift at your desk", Doyle shouted across the room. Finally, I had the last word, he thought.
Even before reading the little card attached to the basket, Rory knew from who it was. It couldn't be from anyone else. She wasn't disappointed.
Good one Ace.
Didn't think that you had it in you.
Looks like I've created a monster.
See you soon,
Your beloved soon to be husband.
In Omnia Paratus
In Omnia Paratus; be prepared for everything… Yes, that's what she thought; the game wasn't over; it all just begun.