…and then they kissed

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Thanks to my beta. My favorite of all the betas out in the whole wide world. Who helped me to get over my case of writers block without her even noticing. Love you Hayley and keep your good work, hints and fantastic recommendations up. Laugh with you later.

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Sometimes I stand still and stare

Down at a world empty and bare

Nothing seems to catch my eye

I keep watching people walking by

What is a world without me in

What if I didn't even begin?

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A little girl was sitting at the window looking down at a photograph in her hand. It showed a woman with wavy dark her and huge blue eyes that seemed to sparkle. The little girl smiled down at the picture, knowing exactly that it would never be the same. She had done too much, her mother would never look at her the same way again, not like she looked at her from this photograph. A picture taken, showing a happier moment. That was now gone, all gone. She had dropped out of college had thrown away her future, had stolen a yacht, and if that was not enough she had disappointed the most important person in the whole world, her mother. She would never look at her the same way again. Tears started to run down her face. No she would never look at her the same way again. More tears followed. What if… The tears chased each other down her cheek. What if she…Lorelai Leigh Gilmore had never been born? What if she never had set a foot into the world? She looked down at the photograph again. She could not see it anymore, her mother was gone. All the tears had made her vision blurry, and even more tears found their way down her cheeks.

It was then when a hand placed itself on her shoulder, squeezing it gently as if to comfort her. She looked up through blurry eyes to whom this hand belonged. A man was standing beside her his hand on her shoulder. He had a comforting smile on his face and so much joy in his eyes she almost thought she imagined him. No sign of pity, only happiness, joy and comfort. She closed her eyes for a second to take the situation in, to concentrate on the warm hand that lay on her naked shoulder, and then she blinked again. He was still there. Tears stopped chasing themselves down her cheeks for the split of a second as she took him in. A very handsome appearance. He wore a black tux, accompanied by a white tie that slung its way comfortably down his chest. Black hair that fell into his face worked so well with his deep blue eyes. His mouth formed a smile that showed some of his perfectly white teeth.

"Who…who are you?" she asked slowly.

"Well, you see have you ever believed in guardian angels?" the man said gently.

"Guardian angels? What do you mean guardian angels? Am I…Oh my god I'm dead!" her voice broke.

She buried her face into the black fabric of her dress that covered her legs that she had hugged to her earlier. And she started to sob again, her tears chased themselves down her cheeks again.

"Oh no…shh…you are not dead. No you are not dead. You are alive, so wonderfully alive." He whispered in her ear.

He wrapped his arms around her and pressed her tightly against his chest.

"No. I should have never said that. I am something like a guardian angel. It's hard to explain. I'm sorry. Sorry baby." He whispered.

She turned her head just so slightly she could see his figure hugging her to him. She pressed her face against his chest and took in his scent. He smelled so wonderful. She was not dead, definitely not dead.

"Not too complicated…I go to Yale. Yale makes people smart, so smart you can even psychoanalyse those Umpa Lumpas Mom has a thing for." Rory said with a cracking voice.

"I never said you weren't smart, i would never dare to say that. Well let's just say I am your guardian angel. Okay? Grant me this one favor?" he asked.

She blinked a few times and tilted her head.

"What are you doing here my guardian angel?" she asked slowly.

"Well baby it is difficult. Sometimes people just don't want to hold onto life anymore although their time has not come yet." He said gently and pushed a strand of hair out of her eyes.

"I did not want to kill myself. I did not want to kill myself. I did not want to kill myself. I did not want to kill myself. I did not want to kill myself." She said first in a normal tone growing more and more silent.

She pressed herself against him as if her life depended on it. Well maybe it did, maybe it really did depend on him.

"No. Baby. Shh. I never said you wanted to kill yourself. Shh. You would never do that, I know, you would never do that. You love life too much. You would never kill yourself. But baby there are different ways to end a life, not only putting an end to the vital functions of the body. You can be so sad sometimes that you just build a wall around yourself to protect yourself, to make everything better again. But if you put up such a wall you do not only protect yourself against the bad things of life, you rid yourself of the good things either. That is why people become bitter, and you are not such a person baby. No you are not such a person to just become bitter after one little event that caused you to struggle." He said and rubbed her back gently.

"But…" she started.

"No. Baby Let me finish. You deserve so much more. You deserve it all, the whole wide world, you deserve that all your dreams come true. But baby you don't know how yet, you don't know how much you can do, you don't know how strong you really are. That is why I am here, that is why I came for you baby. To show you how to gather your strength, and to grant you the look into a different reality. In which you have never been born. To show you how everything would have turned out if you never existed." He continued.

She pulled herself away from him.

"Okay. Fine. Guardian angel." She said her arms flailing around expressively.

"How are you going to do that? Have you ever thought about how you would…" she started.

But he just smiled a warm smile at her and pressed his lips against hers and kissed her gently. Her eyes fluttered close and she felt nothing anymore but his lips pressed tightly against hers. A warm feeling flooded through her body.

(A/N): See that lil purple button? It feels all alone. It will feel much better if you press it and show it that its still needed. So make the little buttons day and leave me a review.

Oh and: TBC