TITLE: No Longer

PAIRING: L/L, J/P, R?

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing, just this story and the made up stuff about this show…such as Tristan Dugrey this late in the show or them getting married.

SUMMARY: Tristan divorces Rory, but fate disagrees.

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She'll Be Okay:

Her daughter had been weighed after the examination when she was conscious again. She weighed about 8 pounds less than the lowest weight she should be. The doctor immediately gave her sugar, and soon after, Dana came to. The doctor had ran tests and left Rory and Dana sitting in the hospital room for over an hour before a young man came back.

'I don't wanna be here!' Dana complained.

'I know sweetie.' Rory said. Rory was currently sitting on Dana's bed and holding her in her arms. They both looked up when the young man came into the room. The man had a neutral face on and took a deep breath before licking his lips. He was holding a packet of papers and a pen.

'Are you Rory Gilmore with Dana?'

'Yes.' Rory said biting her bottom lip. Even Dana was looking at the man.

'I'm Alex. I'm a doctor's aide, your daughter's doctor specifically, and I am here to ask you a few questions.' Rory nodded and shook the young man's hand.

'Okay, Dana can stay right?'

'Sure. She may even have some answers.' Alex responded.

'Okay, go ahead.'

'Okay so when did you decide to bring Dana to the hospital?'

'Well, I was actually at a reception for a funeral, and I saw her I guess spacing out. She started to become unconscious from what I could see. I wasn't near her, but I was talking to a couple about ten or fifteen feet away.'

'Okay. And have you been noticing anything going on? Anything that anyone may have commented on?' He asked writing down some notes from each of her answers.

'Well yesterday my mom was at my house, and she noticed that Dana looked pale after she woke up from her nap. She told me that Dana looked ghostly compared to the last time she had seen her, which was probably about 2 weeks ago.'

'Okay, and what happened?'

'Nothing. My mom asked me if I had noticed and I didn't—well I did, but it always got better after she ate so I thought maybe she just needed something to eat.'

'And her weight has she ever had a problem with it?'

'No, why?'

'Well she lost a great deal of weight. She's very underweight.'

'Oh.' Rory said looking down.

'Mrs. Gil—'

'Rory, please.'

'Rory, Dana's doctor thinks he has a diagnosis for you.' He said.

'Okay…?'

'But I would like to wait for the doctor to tell to you. These question's so far have seemed to just prove his theory.'

'When will he tell me?'

'Well I just want to finish asking you these questions and it should be in about fifteen minutes or so.'

'Okay, go ahead.'

'Okay, this is for Dana. Dana, have you been feeling any different recently?' She just shrugged.

'Dana answer, please. He wants to try and help you.' Rory said soothing her shyness.

'I guess so.'

'Can you tell me a little about that?'

'I felt dizzy.' She said.

'When did you fell dizzy?' he asked gently.

'Sometimes.' She said not answering his question.

'Dana, do you remember when you woke up from your nap yesterday and Nana said you looked pale?'

'Yes.' She said nodding.

'Were you dizzy then?' Rory asked.

'Yes, but, but then I felt better.'

'Do you remember how long after?' Rory asked.

'Not, not that long.'

'After you ate your cookie?' Dana only nodded.

'So Dana after you ate you felt better?' Alex asked making sure he had his facts right. She nodded again.

'Okay and one more question. Has she been getting annoyed for no reason recently?'

'Well there was one time. I wanted to give her a bath and she was very annoyed and she talked back a little bit.'

'Okay. So now is there anything else you think we should know?'

'Besides the hourly bathroom stops, no.'

'Hourly bathroom stops?' he asked interested.

'Yea, she was in need of a bathroom very often.'

'Urine?'

'Yes.'

'Okay, I think that's it. Thank you and I will give this to the doctor.' Rory nodded and thanked him as he left.

'What's, what's wrong, mommy?' Dana asked looking at Rory's worried face.

'Nothing, they just think they know what's wrong with you, and I'm a little scared.'

'I'll be okay right?'

'I hope so.' Rory said her eyes tearing. She pulled Dana closer to her body and just held her until the doctor came back.

DUGREY MANSION

'Lorelai!' Tristan called.

'What?' she asked seemingly annoyed.

'Have you seen Rory?'

'She said she had to leave.' Lorelai said. She heard Rory tell her something about a second before Rory ran out the door. She figured it was because of Tristan.

'Oh.' He said looking down.

'Why do you care, anyways? No, I'm sorry I shouldn't be asking you that—especially with the circumstances of why we are both present.'

'No, it's okay. We weren't close, and it wasn't because of a heart break.'

'Well in that case…why do you still care about Rory? I mean I have tried to come up with every reason in the book why you would just disappear like that, I for the life of me cannot figure it out!'

'I care because I'm still in love with her, and I want to make everything okay! I don't even know why everything wasn't okay three years ago!'

'It was almost exactly three years ago. Today's your daughter's birthday.'

'I know.'

'You do?'

'Yea. Lorelai I don't know what to tell you but if it were up to me, I wouldn't be in this position.'

'Of what? Disappearing daddy?'

'I wouldn't call it disappearing.'

'Oh and what would you call it?'

'Sent away. Believe or not, I didn't want to leave—but I thought it best to do what Rory wanted me to do. She was hurt and she knew what she needed to do.'

'You think you're SO smart don't you.' Lorelai said narrowing her eyes at him.

'I—uh—'

'You lie.'

'I—'

'No, lemme finish. I've wanted to tell you off, but I've held it in for Rory's sake, but I can't any longer. What is wrong with you! You left your newborn daughter with a single mother! She was in he hospital recovering from a near death accident!'

'I don't want to sound rude, but I suggest talking to Rory, before you accuse me of anything. She may not have told you everything.' He said before walking away. Lorelai took a deep breath and closed her eyes. She would never understand Rory's life.

HOSPITAL

' You, a book, and coffee! What would you bring?' Rory asked Dana. They were playing short little games while waiting for the doctor.

'My bankey, umm do they have cookie's on is lands?' Dana asked.

'No sweetie, you'd have to bring them.'

'Okay, then I'd bwing cookies, my bankey, and hmmm YOU!' Dana said happily.

'You'd bring me? Aww D.C.!' Rory said kissing her head. The doctor came in. Rory's stomach dropped when she saw him. Dana felt her mom tense and got a worried look on her face when she saw her doctor.

'I have finished looking over everything, and the question's were helpful.'

'So you know what's wrong?' Rory squeaked.

'Yes, but it's nothing deadly.' He added upon seeing Rory's face. Immediately her face had a look of relief.

'So she'll be okay? No more of these scares?'

'I unfortunately can't tell you that. Dana has Type One diabetes—also known as Juvenile Diabetes.'

'But how?' Rory asked sadly.

'It's hereditary, you may not have it, but it's somewhere in her gene pool.'

'But she's three, so late?'

'I diagnosed it over the summer in a fourteen year old. Her father had it since he was three. Like your daughter.'

'But no one in my family has diabetes!'

'How about her father?' Rory's hand covered her mouth.

'His grandfather.' She said softly.

'That's very possible.' The doctor said nodding his head.

'So, now what?' Rory asked.

'I teach you, and more importantly her, how to live with it.' Rory nodded and stood up with Dana in her arms to follow the doctor to another room.

GELLAR-MARIANO HOUSE

'JESS! Can you answer that? I'm in the middle of paperwork!' Paris yelled. The phone was ringing. Jess picked it up and left Alison in her room to continue playing by her self.

'Hello?' he answered.

'Jess?' a soft sad voice asked.

'Rory?'

'Hi.'

'Wha—are you okay?'

'Yea, just some impacting news today.'

'Upset about Mrs. Dugrey?'

'God no!'

'Oh, sorry.' He said. He heard her laugh softly through the phone.

'No, Dana is sick though—well not cold sick, but she has a—hey can you just come to Hartford Memorial?' Rory asked but it sounded like pleading.

'Yea sure. Lemme just tell Paris and I'm on my way.'

'Thanks.' She said and then hung up.

'Paris, I'm gonna go out for awhile. Rory needs to talk to me.'

'Why does she always talk to you about her problems?'

'She's known me longer?' he said weakly.

'Nope, she's known me longer, but go. I expect you back by dinner.'

'Course.' He said before running out and driving to the hospital. He made his way through the maze of hallways and came upon Dana's room. Rory was standing next to a doctor holding an object that looked like a pen—but quickly changed his mind when he saw Rory press a button and Dana whimpered one or two tears falling.

'Dana, I'm so sorry.' She said kissing Dana's head. Dana nodded and waited patiently for Rory to get blood on a strip and wait a few seconds before her blood sugar showed up on the little machine. Jess knocked on the door and Rory looked up and smiled. She motioned for him to come in. They both gave him a hug and he shook the doctors hand.

'Cousin.' Jess supplied. The doctor nodded his head then turn back to Rory who read the number out loud.

'94.' She said.

'That's a good number. Under 80 is too low, and above about 120 is to high.' The doctor said.

'So what's going on?' jess asked.

'Dana would you like to tell him?' Rory asked.

'I have diabetic-dabetes.' She said.

'Diabetes?' Jess asked shocked. Dana nodded her head.

'Wow.' He said. He gave Rory another hug.

'If you would like to talk alone, I'll finish up with Dana.' The doctor said. Rory nodded thankfully and started to take a walk with Jess.

'So Diabetes? That's big.'

'I know.' Rory said.

'So where did this come from? Your great-grandmother didn't have it, did she?'

'No, But Tristan's grandfather has had it since he was a little boy. It must have been in Tristan's gene pool.'

'What are you going to do about child number two?'

'Uhh I hadn't even thought of that!' Rory groaned.

'So what happened?'

'She started to pass out, and was when we got here. Ran some tests, asked some questions, reported back to us.'

'It's going to be okay—you know that right?'

'Yea, it's just a pain in the ass.'

'Yea, and some people don't even do anything about it.'

'I'll let Dana decide when she's old enough.'

'You're being awfully calm about this…'

'I have to be, I mean what am I going to do? She can't get rid of it—at least not yet, and it's not like I picked or Tristan picked for this to happen.'

'Good way to look at it.'

'I mine as well not be pessimistic about this—maybe it will be a good thing…'

'How?' he asked raising his eyebrows.

'I don't know!' she complained.

'She's only three!'

'Oh right today's her birthday. I left her present at home. We'll drop it off sometime.'

'Okay.'

'So I know your kid is still young but when she's older, maybe she'd like to do this camp with Ally.'

'Where?' Rory asked laughing.

'Pennsylvania?'

'The whole summer?' Rory asked.

'Well yea…'

'Jess, she's only three!'

'She can start when she's 11.'

'I am NOT going to think about sending her away eight years from now!'

'Fine—you win.' He said smiling. She smiled back at him and laughed.

'At least I got you smiling again.' He said pointing to her smile. She shook her head but kept the smile on her face.

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There you have it…Next chapter will take place 11 years into the future when Dana is 14 and Rory's second child is 11. I know whether I'm going to make it a boy or girl, and then I will finally be able to write the part that I've wanted to write for forever now! I hope you liked this chapter. Thanks, Kiki