A/N. Update! this is a long one but I couldn't just cut it in the middle. hope you enjoy and review even if you didn't. there might be a little too much talking in some passages but I liked it, because it ties back to Kiera's and Rory's "history" at Chilton.

WARNING! sexual content.

Chapter 14. Send off

Kiera put her bag in the back of Rory's car and closed the door.

"Are you sure that you don't mind driving me? 'Cause I could always get a cab and stay at the airport hotel." She said to her friend who had already taken place in the car.

"Are you kidding? Of course I don't mind! We'll stay at the Huntzberger's, have a nice dinner with Logan and Finn tonight and I'll drive you to the airport tomorrow. They live like fifteen minutes away! Piece of cake. Besides, there is no way that I'm going to let you leave without making sure that you have appropriate in-flight snacks with you."

"Ok. Let's go then." Kiera turned to Lorelai. "Thanks for everything this summer, Lorelai. The job, place to live. It's been a blast."

Lorelai hugged her. Over the summer she had come to think of this girl as her own daughter.

"You' re welcome to this house anytime babe. I mean it. If Yale becomes too much and you just need to get away for a night; come here, come home."

Kiera smiled at her. She was so grateful for everything this amazing woman had done for her. She loved her own mother, but she couldn't help to sometimes envy Rory for the kind of upbringing she'd had.

"Good thing." She concluded. "Since all my stuff's still here. I'll come to get it before school starts."

"Have a good trip, hon. And remember not to jump until you have the cord strapped around your ankles."

"Will do." Kiera laughed and got in the car.

"Bye mom. I'll be back day after tomorrow." Rory waved to her mother as they drove away.

At the Huntzberger mansion there was obviously something going on. There were delivery trucks parked everywhere and people in uniforms running around in a frenzy.

"Wow! What is going on here?" Rory asked as she parked the car in the driveway. Logan was coming down the steps.

"Hey Ace. Welcome to the craziness. Let's get out of their way a.s.a.p." he said, kissed his girlfriend, hugged Kiera and reached into the car to grab her bags.

"What on earth is going on here?" Rory asked again.

"The DAR summer meeting. Big event. Your grandmother is around here somewhere if you want to say hi."

Rory crinkled her nose. "Later maybe. If the preparations are going the way I'm guessing, my grandmother is probably not a very nice person to be around right now."

"You know them too well. We have all fled the field. Colin, Finn and Steph are down at the poolhouse. We'll go there as soon as we have your bags put away." Logan started towards the stairs with the two girls right behind him.

Five minutes later they were down at the poolhouse. Stephanie jumped up to greet them.

"Finally some sensible company! These two have been whining for two hours solid about being run out of the house."

"Well, I can see how that happened. It's crazy up there!" Rory said and sat down on Logan's lap.

"Yeah. Did you see your grandmother, Gilmore?" Colin asked.

"No. I opted not to."

"Good choice, love. The woman is mad. Raving mad, I tell you." Finn complained and took a sip from his glass, which probably didn't contain water. Kiera rolled her eyes.

"Are you drinking? Before two? On a Tuesday?" she questioned and sat down next to him on the mat.

"Don't start with me, love. It's been a rough day. The ladies are completely crazy. Nut-jobs the lot of them."

"Well, you could have just stayed out of the way." Stephanie remarked. "But no, you had to be Finn- constant annoyance and troublemaker." Finn shot her a dark glare and turned to Kiera.

"Never mind. But now that you are finally here, my day is looking up. So I won't need this anymore." He handed the glass to Colin.

"My god! Ms. Wyndam, I believe you are a miracle worker." Colin jested and put the glass on the counter. Kiera smirked at Finn.

"I do have my ways." She said. Finn snorted in protest, which only made Kiera's smirk grow wider. "Like for example: I think this young man is well aware that if he ticks me off my offer to 'continue this another time' will not be fulfilled for another couple of weeks at least."

Finn's eyes grew wider and Kiera honestly couldn't tell if the horror was faked or genuine. Colin shook his head. "Please, spare me the details of what that actually meant."

The six friends spent the afternoon in the poolhouse, playing videogames and poker. It became pretty clear to Finn and Kiera, and to the rest, that they weren't exactly looking forward to not seeing each other at all for two weeks. The touches, the looks, the tension was practically sparking between them and they both knew where this was headed, even tough they tried not to think about it too much. Basically because it was torture to actually think about what could happen without being able to do something about it right then and there.

As the clock approached six thirty Rory's tummy started to grumble.

"So, about dinner; are we eating with your parents or..?" she asked her boyfriend as he smiled and stroked his hand over her growling abdomen.

"No. I'm not putting you through that again babe. We're going to the pub. Intimate, excellent food and we don't have to dress up. Are we all as hungry as Ace?"

"Starving mate." Finn mumbled, his eyes still fixed on Kiera as she was braiding her hair to keep it out of way when she was playing pool. Logan grinned.

"Yes, but I was talking about food." He clarified. Finn snapped out of his thoughts.

"So was I. Sort of." He added when he noticed Logan's cocked eyebrow. "Let's go get something to eat." He continued and started for the door before Logan could respond. It was troubling to him that she could do something as common as braiding her hair and still make him think only about how he would release those silky smooth locks as he laid her down on his bed and how it would fan out over the pillows, or tumble down her back as she was on top of him. Snap out of if man! He reprimanded himself and shook his head to get the image out. It lingered. All in good time. He told himself as he picked up the keys to his Cadillac Escalade.

They had a great dinner. Stephanie and Rory were telling Kiera all of the wild stories about the guys that they had already heard and Kiera hadn't. At some points she couldn't really believe what she was hearing but since the guys weren't denying it, but affirming it, she had to take their word for it. Of course, the girls had some stories of their own. Rory had a really good time revealing some of Kiera's naughtier moments from their high school days.

"Oh, come on. You can't have been that bad. You're an ambitious, hardworking career woman." Colin said disbelievingly. Kiera sent him a wicked smile.

"Well, I might not be in the same league as you boys but I've done my fair share of damage."

Logan shook his head and Finn just raised his eyebrow at her.

"What! It's not that hard to believe, is it? Teenager away from home on her own for the first time. I had to test the boundaries."

"You really did." Rory said. "I think you probably saw the inside of headmaster Charleston's office more than Paris and Tristan put together."

Kiera made a face.

"O, that might be pushing it. If you had said Paris, Madeleine and Louise I wouldn't have protested, but Tristan? I don't know."

"Who's Tristan?" Finn wanted to know. Kiera got a nostalgic look in her eyes that Finn could easily read. This was the guy.

"Tristan DuGrey. Chilton Academy's resident ladies-man and all around bad ass."

"He was your first." Finn stated. Kiera nodded.

"He was. Could have been Rory's too if she'd let him. And she wouldn't have been disapointed. But she was a good girl."

"I was with Dean!" Rory reminded her.

"Yeah, there was that. And then of course, it didn't help that he managed to get himself shipped off to military school. God I missed him. Do you know what happened to him?" Kiera asked Rory. She shook her head.

"No. I haven't heard a word from him in ages."

"Did you say DuGrey?" Logan asked. The girls nodded. Of course. They are both Hartford socialite, they should at least know of each other. Rory thought.

"He got married."

"WHAT!" both girls shouted at the same time.

"Yeah. Arranged marriage, but he seems happy enough. Lives in Boston, I think."

"Tristan happily married. Who would have thought?" Kiera mused.

"Well I'm pretty happy about it." Logan said. "At least I don't have to worry that he will one day come after Ace."

"Damn right." Finn agreed and received a funny look from both Colin and Kiera. Kiera's probably originating from the fact that he had just put his hand on her thigh in a rather possessive manner. Rory and Logan had started a prep school vs. boarding school discussion but Kiera wasn't paying attention. 1) the subject wasn't that interesting, and 2) Finn had locked his gaze to hers and under the table his hand was moving up her thigh until his fingers was pressing against her core. He moved his fingers slowly back and forth over her denim clad crotch and watched as her eyes grew wider and her pupils dilated. 'Stop it.' She mouthed, but he just shook his head slowly and smiled the most beautiful, wicked smile she had ever seen. He moved his mouth close to her ear.

"Make me stop." He whispered. His hot breath against her skin sent little currents of lust coursing through her body. She didn't want him to stop, but if she didn't stop him now…She put her hand on his and forcibly removed it.

"All in good time." She whispered in his ear, an echo of what he had told himself earlier. He felt his heart beat quicken and his blood rushing through his body. He wanted her, now. The waiting was driving them both crazy.

"Kir? Did you hear what I just said?" Rory asked. She was smiling, obviously aware what had just transpired between her friend and the beautiful Aussie sitting next to her.

"Not a word." Kiera confessed. Her eyes were a little glazed over and she seemed a million miles away. Finn got up from the table, grabbed Kiera's hand and pulled her with him.

"We're leaving. See you tomorrow." He informed the four at the table.

"Wait! What? Finn, you have the only car!" Colin called after him as he and Kiera made their way out of the pub.

"Call a cab!"

"Leave it man." Logan chuckled. "He's gone."

Out in the parking lot Kiera could finally start to think clearly again.

"Finn! Stop! That was very rude. We can't just leave like this. I didn't say goodbye to Colin and Steph."

"Write them a letter." Finn responded and opened the car door to let Kiera in. She got in the car but looked like she was about to protest again.

"Look! Love, please don't do this to me. I can't take it anymore. I'm taking you home and to my bed right now or I'm going to lose my mind."

Kiera smiled a sensual smile.

"Who says I won't make you lose your mind in bed?" she asked and kissed him, a kiss that showed him beyond any doubt that she was very serious.

They walked up the stairs and into Finn's room. They were caressing each other and kissing as they went but it wasn't like last time. It wasn't frenzied and rushed. Instead they took their time and learned to know each other's bodies. He pushed her down on the bed and lay down next to her. His fingers traced a path from her neck to her collarbone and down her upper body until finally he reached the hem of her shirt and moved beneath it. She played with his hair, let her fingers get tangled in it and pulled his head down so she could kiss him. Her tongue was massaging his, mimicking the moves and pressure his right hand was currently putting on her breast. She broke the kiss first.

"There's too much clothes here." She said, slightly out of breath. He chuckled.

"Whatever you say love." He sat up and pulled her with him. He grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it up over her head. Then he removed his own as she reached behind her back to unclasp her bra. She removed it and made to lie down again.

"Wait." He whispered and grabbed her wrist. God, she is beautiful. He thought as he drank in the whole picture of her naked upper body. She was frowning though.

"What?" she asked him. She was feeling a little self-conscious sitting half naked in front of him. He smiled and put a hand around her neck.

"There's something I've been itching to do all night." He said and reached for the band that was holding her braid together. He pulled it out and ran his fingers through her hair, watching as the beautiful locks cascaded down her back and framed her face. He leaned in to kiss her and they lay down again. His hands picked up their earlier ministrations, massaging her breast and her abdomen while he was kissing her with more and more fire.

Her hands roamed over his naked back. She couldn't believe how good this felt. She remembered that their last time had been good, great even, but she was actually a little fuzzy on the details leading up to 'the main event'. She did rememberthat he had made her come with his beautiful, clever hands and the memory made her hips arch up to seek his touch and his body. Her moan made his blood rush. Not to his head though, no, that part on his anatomy was starting to feel pretty devoid of both blood and though.

"Kiera. Tell me what you want." He sighed as his hand started to unbutton her jeans and pull the zipper down.

"I want you to touch me." She moaned. He kissed her as he moved his hand down and started tracing circles on the soft fabric of her panties. His kisses moved down her neck and chest and soon his lips closed around a nipple and suckled it into his mouth. Kiera arched her back, trying to get closer to him, trying to get away from the sweet torture he was putting her through. Suddenly he sat up again. She groaned in protest. He smiled down at her.

"Don't pout, love. I'm just going to do something about the clothing situation." He said as he scooted down and grabbed her jeans and pulled them off her. Then he did the same with her panties. She shivered. Without his body to keep her warm the room was actually pretty chilly.

"Get under the covers." He said as he got off the bed and went over to his closet. She did as he said.

"Where are you going?" she asked. He held up a foil wrapper and came back to the bed.

"Safe sex, babe. The very best kind." He placed the condom on the nightstand, removed his clothes and joined her in bed. Like there had never been a pause, his hands went back to their earlier task. She gave a soft moan as her eyes glazed over again and her hips arched to meet his hand. He felt himself grow harder. He found it amazing that her reactions to him and her fingers exploring his back, his chest and his abs where all it took for him to get this hard.

"That is very frustrating you know." She sighed.

"What is?"

"That on and off thing you do. It's very…frustrating."

"Gets you all hot and bothered, does it?" he teased and moved his thumb over her clit. She moaned louder and nodded her head. Her eyes closed as the feelings washed over her.

"That is kinda the point." He confessed and bit her lightly on the jaw before slipping a finger into her wetness.

"Oh Finn!" she cried and lifted her hips. She wanted more. She wanted him inside of her. He slid his finger in and out of her, his thumb all the time rubbing her clit. She felt how close she was and she was still conflicted. She wanted him inside of her, she wanted this to last longer, and she wanted him to release her now. "Please, wait…" she whispered and he obeyed. Her hand moved down his body, and closed around his hot, hard erection. Such a beautiful body, beautiful man. She thought as she places butterfly kisses all over his torso. Now it was his turn to moan as she started to stroke him and caress him, playing with pressure and finding his pleasure points. She reached over him for the condom on the nightstand. The feeling of her erected nipples brushing over his chest made him suck in a deep breath and put his hands on those wonderful, warm curves again. She was laying half on top of him and she bent down and kissed him.

"I want you inside of me. Now." She whispered and handed him the condom. He didn't take it. Instead he put his hand around her neck and pulled her down for another hot kiss.

"You do it." He whispered as he broke the kiss. She nodded and ripped the wrapper open. When she was done she straddled him and he put his hands on her hips and guided her down. Finally she felt him inside of her. He thrust up into her and she felt things she couldn't remember ever feeling before. She threw her head back and rode him, light and easy at first and then harder and faster. With that play of pressure and pace they managed to keep each other on the brink for what felt like hours. When they finally couldn't stop themselves anymore, they climaxed together and Kiera shouted out his name before losing herself to the whirlpool in her body. She collapsed on top of him and let him hold her as the spasms subsided.

"I think I broke my promise." She mumbled into his chest. "I think I'm the one who ended up losing my mind."

"Trust me, you fulfilled your promise in a most exquisite manner." He answered and held her closer as she gave a giggle.

"I'm glad to hear it." She purred and slid off him before putting her arms around him and snuggling into his embrace. One of his hands was softly caressing her back in a most comforting manner and she felt safe, fulfilled and completely content. She wished time could stop so that they could stay like this forever, in this moment when their lives were perfect. But she knew it wasn't going to last. Reality has a way of intruding.