Chapter 4. Not going back.

After the picnic, Rory and Kiera returned to Rory's room. It had been a great afternoon in the park and Kiera didn't really like the fact that now Rory would probably bring up the whole James situation again. She decided to do a pre-emptive strike even though the truth was that she was still as confused and uncertain about what to do as ever.

"So, about the whole police report-thing…I don't want to do it." She said and could immediately see that Rory was going to start to argue.

"I don't want to do it." She continued and put up her hands to stop Rory's response. "But I will write everything down. Exactly as I remember it happening and you can interview me and get it on tape if you want to. I also would like you to photograph my bruises. That way, it will all be documented and if he ever lays a hand or threatens me again, I will report it and I'll have this to back me up."

Rory though about this for a moment. "I still think you should report him right now. But I guess it has to be your decision."

"I've just told you my decision. Now, let's get on with it." Kiera said and handed Rory her camera and started to pull off her t-shirt.

A couple of hours later they where finished with the documentation and Kiera came out into the common room after spending almost half an hour on the phone.

" I just got off the phone with Jessie." She told Rory. "She will send my clothes to your mom's house tomorrow. Kaddie and Lovisa is going to help her pack."

"Okay. We can go get the clothes as soon as they arrive if you want to. At least some of them. We're going to have to move out of here be the end of next week though. I'm going back to Stars Hollow over the summer. What about you? You can stay with me and mom if you like." Rory offered.

"Yes! Thank you. That would be great. I really don't want to spend another summer in K.L. It gets way to hot and tourist-invaded."

"Good. That's settled then. We are going to have a great summer!" Rory smiled at her friend. She was genuinely happy to have her here, even if it might cut in on her Logan-time. Kiera was happy about this to. She felt safe and at home here at Yale and in Stars Hollow. Safe like she hadn't ever felt while living with James or even with her parents in Kuala Lumpur. Maybe everything would really turn out all right. Then she started to think about what to do when summer ended. Would she go back to Stanford or would she have to go back to Malasyia? Suddenly she had a brilliant idea. She didn't have to do either! Why not simply stay at the very place that felt so much like home to her?

"Ror. Is your grandpa still friends with the dean of Yale?"

" Yeah, sure. Why?"

"I was just thinking about what I will do after summerbreak. I don't want to go back to Stanford. Heck, I only went there because of James in the first place. I know; very Felicity...But anyhow, maybe your grandpa can get me an interview and I could transfer here. This is where I wanted to go to begin with."

"That sound like a great idea. Maybe you could come with me to Friday night dinner and we can get to work on that." Rory said with humour in her tone. "It would be great to have some company to dinner. Since mom stopped going they are getting quite dull. And nagging. Grandma loves the idea of me marrying Logan you see." She made a grimace that Kiera just couldn't help laughing at. Relatives playing matchmakers was a subject that was all to familiar to her. Her great aunt Bunny still claimed credit for bringing her and James together. Yeah. And look how well that turned out.´ she thought sardonically to her self.

A/N I know the story isn't exactly moving forward at the moment but I really want you all to get where Kiera is coming from and what her mindset is like before this new life of hers begin. But I sometimes tend to get hooked on unimportent details. If you think that is the case: please review. Love that! And Jas, thanks for your encouragement. You get what characters intruige me. But how will we get there? There might just be a few surprises along the way. Have a good one. ya'll.