Disclaimer: I still don't own anything related to Gilmore Girls. cry

Autor's note: So here is another chapter. I'm sorry that it took so long, but I was on vacation and couldn't update. I'm still struggling with grammar and stuff but I'm trying not to make too many mistakes.Thanks to Lora for the corrections. This is embarrassing, I usually don't write this words wrong, but feel free to correct me!;)

Off to the 2nd chapter...

Chapter 2: Just a regular day

Rory hurriedly made her way to the New York Times building. She had an important meeting with her boss regarding her latest report. She quickly passed the crowd of people walking through the street and tried to fight against the wind which was blowing her hair into her face. Autumn was coming and you could barely left home without a warm jacket. But Rory loved the season. New York seemed to be completely different with the colourful trees decorating the usually leafless streets. Although her mother has an obsession with winter Rory always fells like her thoughts and worries are carried away by the autumn wind and the feeling of cool air on her skin has a calming effect on her. She used to play with Lorelai in the garden when the leafes just left the trees and were spread all over the ground.

Rory smiled at the thought of finally seeing her mother and spending Thanksgiving with

her and the Stars Hollow inhabitants.

"You're late" Rory was greeted by her rather pissed boss.

" Rory, you know you were supposed to be here 20 minutes ago", Jerry, her boss stated

sternly.

She bit her lip guiltily, before rambling something about the traffic, but was cut off short by Jerry's laughing.

" Oh, sweety, you don't have to explain, I know how unpunctual you are. Actually the meeting isn't due 10 minutes so fix yourself some food and coffee and then come to my office."

Rory smiled broadly. " Thanks Jerry, you're the best!" She then ran off to the coffee-machine, after blewing Jerry a kiss.

" If the others would appreciate me like you I wouldn't have to run around like mad to keep work going!" Jerry said smirking and made his way back into the office.

Ten minutes later Rory had three cups of coffee and made her way, now wide awake and refreshed, into Jerry's office. After knocking on the big glass door, she entered the room to see Jerry vehemently arguing on the phone.

" No, I didn't tell you to fax me the articles tomorrow, I told you to fax them to me three days ago." " What shall I do now, there will be a frickin gap in the paper!" "What? Yeah, whatever, I'll call you later" "Yeah, yeah, bye."

" Should I come later, I mean you look busy." Rory nervously stood in the doorway. She rarely ever saw Jerry flip like that. He was the kind and calm type, who could hold his temper easily, so she was a bit suprised at his outburst.

" Oh no, come in, sorry about that, but Lisa forgot to send me some stuff for the next issue and now I've come up with a solution. Anyways, we wanted to talk about your report, right? Come, have a seat!"

Rory hastily walked to one of the chairs and sat down. She gave him a copy of her latest report about living in New York from the view of a foreigner (A/N: This totally sucks, but I didn't know what else she could have written about ). Jerry looked through the pages and after a few seconds of silence he looked up and exclaimed " This is it! This is the story for the missing report!"

" Wh- what ?" Rory felt like she was dreaming. Although she´s been working at the New York Times for nearly two years, she never got to write articles for main pages, just some stuff to fill the gaps. Now, after so much hard work she finally got the opportunity. Rory had to fight the urge not to do a victory dance in front of her boss.

" What do you mean?" She tried to remain composure in fear of that she just misunderstood something.

" I mean that this is gonna be the story! It's perfect! Very well written and without unnecessary comments. I'm impressed, I shall even say that this is one of your bests!" Jerry grinned wildly. " Sweety, you just saved me! If I wouldn't be happily married, I would even consider proposing to you!"

This was probably the best moment in her career at the New York Times. Rory was still beaming while Jerry made some calls to the publishers. She nearly forgot the fact that she still had to ask him about Thanksgiving.

" Oh Jerry, I wanted to ask you if I could go home two days before Thanksgiving, 'cause I kinda got this dinner thing with my grandparents and-

" Of course you can! Just go home, you know, you deserve some free time with your family and I 'm happy to help if you need to leave earlier. But now I should finish some work, so take a break or something!" Before she could protest, Jerry shoved her out of the office with a happy bye and Rory was left with progressing what had just happened.

Today was one of the best days ever.

Rory came home that night to find Paris and Tristan bickering in the kitchen. This was one of the rare moments that the tree of them were at home at the same time. Sometimes she missed the time at college where they could see each other every day. So she appreciated ever moment she could spend with them.

" Kids, I'm home!" Rory quickly put off her coat and went into what once was their kitchen area. She burst out laughing at the sight of her roommates and their failed attempt of trying to cook something eatable.

" Please tell me that you didn't spend the whole evening in the kitchen. I'm hungry and I want to eat, not getting poisoned!"

"Very funny, Gilmore.I was cooking Spaghetti just the way they show it in the cooking-books, but our mister -I can do it better- had to interrupt me and made this mess!" Paris said while glaring at Tristan who didn't even try to hide his smirk.

" Hey, I was just concerned about our lives. I mean I'm still young and healthy and what would the ladies do if I die of poisoning caused by Paris'cooking skills!" Tristan answered his eyes never leaving Paris' who was about to flip.

Rory decided to end the little war and offered to order some take – out. After successfully seperating the two she took a quick shower and put on some comfortable clothes. When she entered the living room she saw Paris and Tristan sitting on the couch with chinese food. Smiling she squeezed herself between them and hungrily took a carton from the table.

" So folks, how was your day?" Both Tristan and Paris murmured something like "same as always" and went back to staring at the TV.

Rory dismissed their lack of interest and went on. " You guys won't believe what happened today. Rory Gilmore made it to the main page of the New York Times! Isn't this cool?"

This time her two friends immediately turned to her and forgot about their argument. Paris was the first to speak. " Oh my god, Rory, this is so great, you made it!" She gave Rory a big hug and immediatey ran to the fridge to search for some champagne.

" Congrats, Mary! I always knew you could make it!" Tristan genuinely smiled and moved to hug Rory. She smiled happily. " Thanks Tris, you two don't know how much this means to me."

" Have you told Lorelai, yet?" Paris asked while setting the glasses on the table.

" No, I'm gonna call her later. Oh, and I wanted to ask you guys if we could go to Stars Hollow one day earlier, because we have to go to the grandparents."

Paris shrugged " Sure, I don't have to go to work anyways so it wouldn't be a big deal for me. Tris?"

"Ditto. I mean the earlier we go, the less I've to work!" Tristan of course just had his fun in mind but he worked his ass off the past months so it's understandable that he wants to chill out a bit.

" Great, let me call mom then. You think I can leave you two here alone, I mean I don't want anyone to go to hospital." Rory received a suggestive smirk from Tristan and a death stare from Paris which made her back away from the living room and searching for the phone. After looking through the mess on the kitchen table she found the cordless phone and dialed the familiar number.

" Hi, you've reached the castle of queen Lorelai and her coffee-servant Luke. Lorelai! Hush, honey! Ehm, where was I, yeah, unfortunately we aren't available right now because we are either doing something dirty, LORELAI, or we're outta house. Speak after the peep , ha I just rhymed, and we'll call ya back!

Rory laughed at her mother's craziness. " Hey mom, it's me. Very original messeage you have there, I hope Luke didn't flip yet! Well I just wanted to say, that I can come earlier so we'll see each other at grandma's ' cause I've gotta go to Paris' house first. Say hello to everyone for me, I'll see you on Friday, love ya, bye!

Rory turned off the phone and walked into the living room when she heard Paris and Tristan laughing and joking about something. She smiled as she saw them enjoying each others company and decided to go to bed and let them have a little privacy.

This night was spent with Rory dreaming about her upcoming visit in her hometown.