That Same Old Lost Kid
The bus came to a sharp stop and Rory looked up. It was her stop. She was coming home from an emergency Saturday Paris-called paper meeting. She stood up and went to the door, which opened and let her out.
As she began to walk toward Luke's, someone behind her called her name. She spun around to see no one she knew – or rather, a lot of people she knew, but no one that might call out her name as she walked to Luke's. She also did not recognize the voice. It had a slight British accent to it, and very few, if any, had a British accent in Stars Hollow.
Again came the call of, "Rory Gilmore!" Rory looked around, unable to pinpoint the voice, until a man in a brown tweed suit hopped off the bench at the bus stop as the bus pulled away. "Are you Rory Gilmore?" he asked in his charming accent.
"Yes, I am. Who are you?"
"My name is Mr. Giles. I've been sent to retrieve you."
"Retrieve me? For… what?"
"Well, to explain to you why I've been sent to retrieve you."
"Okay. Well, I have to go meet my mother, so, its nice meeting you Mr. Giles, but I'm not interested in being abducted." The strange man laughed.
"I'm not abducting you, Miss Gilmore. If you'd prefer, we can sit here and talk, in the open, or walk around where people can see us."
"See, I would take you up on that offer, but I really do have to meet my mother."
"What if I told you that if you didn't get the information I need to give you, your mother, your boyfriend - everyone you held dear – would die?"
"Are you threatening me?"
"No. I am completely incapable of killing a massive amount of people."
"Then what are you saying?"
"Come with me, and I'll help you understand."
"Are you kidding me?"
"Do I look like I'm kidding you, Rory?"
"Well… no, but I'm not going with you."
"Lorelai Gilmore, this is a matter of life and death for your whole town. If this vital information does not reach you, it could mean the end of humanity."
"Yeah, right." She turned and headed towards Luke's.
"If you don't believe me, at least let me show you what I'm talking about."
She stopped, sighed, and turned to face him. "Fine. I'll listen to whatever it is that you have to say. But I refuse to go anywhere with you, understand?"
"Fine, good, just… hear me out."
"Okay, I'm listening."
He led Rory to the gazebo and talked in a hushed whisper to ensure that no one would hear. "Do you believe in the undead?"
"Vampires?"
"Yes."
"Why would anyone? They're just legend created by over-zealous Catholics in the early A.D. years."
"Well, for one, you should. Into every generation, a slayer is born. She is the only one in the entire world who has the power to kill the vampires. However, there are many potentials in the world. Only about 1 of the potential slayers actually fulfill their destiny."
"This is crap, I'm leaving." Rory started to get up but Giles pulled her back down.
"You must listen to this."
"You're telling folk stories. None of this is true."
"You will find very soon that this is completely true. Now, let me continue." Rory sighed and settled down, ready to hear him out. "A slayer gets her powers when the slayer before her dies. Now, this means that a small amount of potential slayers become actual slayers, until very recently. The resident slayer, named Buffy Summers, died but was revived, thus calling forth a second slayer, who, in turn, also died and another slayer was called to duty. Her name was Faith. Faith pretty much went psycho killer and helped plot to destroy the world, but Buffy stopped her. This was a few years ago, mind you. Only a few days ago, Buffy, Faith, their friends, and many, many potential slayers were able to stop the First Evil. However, the only way they could do this was by altering the story of the slayer. Willow, a very powerful witch."
"A witch? Okay, you really are crazy. All this is insane."
"I'm not finished Miss Gilmore, you'll have to stay."
Rory rolled her eyes and mumbled, "fine," under her breath.
"Willow was able to reach the essence of the slayer lineage and give every potential slayer the strength to hunt vampires. Every single potential in the world's powers were awakened and it is our job to round them up and train them."
"Okay, so say I believe you, you are saying that I am a vampire slayer?"
"Yes."
"Do you have dreams about Antonio Banderas?" Rory asked jokingly.
"Excuse me?"
"Joke. I am joking."
"You remind me very much of Buffy. I was her Watcher, I trained her."
"What the hell is a Watcher?"
"The person who trains and prepares the slayers."
"Okay, this is just too weird and I'm late for meeting my mother, so I'll have to go." Rory picked up her bag and started off the gazebo, but Mr. Giles had more to say.
"Rory, I'm not asking you to come with me to wherever it is we're going, all I ask is that you allow me to bring you to meet the group. And I will be your Watcher until we can find a suitable replacement for me, understand?"
"No, I don't understand. You're a creepy British guy in a tweed suit and you're telling me I'm some sort of vampire slayer with special powers. You come to my town and tell me all this crap about the slayers and I'm supposed to believe you and come with you? What the hell is that about?"
"Look, Rory, all I ask is that you meet me here tonight at around 8:00. Will you do that please?"
Despite the fact that this was all creepy and insane, it intrigued Rory and before she knew what she was doing, she nodded and ran off to meet her mother at Luke's.
"Hey, Rory," Jess said as she burst through the door.
"Hi Jess. Where's my mom?"
Luke came out from the kitchen. "Your mom called, and I have no idea why she did, but she called and said to tell you she wouldn't be able to meet you."
"You're kidding."
"Rory, do I ever joke?"
"No… right, sorry." Luke turned back to his job and Jess slid his arms around Rory's waist from behind her. Rory smiled and turned to face him, greeting him with a light kiss on the lips.
"Hi."
"Hi," Rory was kind of lost in Jess's eyes when she realized something. "Jess, I know we had plans for tonight and all, but they have to get bumped."
"What, why?"
"Something came up… I have to help out… Madeline and Louise tonight. They're really behind on their articles on the paper but they don't want Paris to know and they kind of asked me to help them out."
"Oh," Jess said, disappointment written all over his face.
"But, if you want, I am completely free now, so…" Jess kissed her.
"I'm working now."
"Yeah, but there's nobody here and since when did you care whether or not you skipped work?"
"True. However, I owe Luke some money and this is the only way I can pay him back."
"Again, you could do that later." Rory pressed her lips to his and he slipped his tongue into her mouth.
"Fine. You've convinced me," he said playfully before tossing the rag on the table. "Movie?"
"The theatre isn't open."
"Yeah, but we can still rent."
"In the middle of the day?"
"Hey this was your idea."
"Yeah." As the two walked out of the diner and down the street, Rory looked over to where she and Mr. Giles had spoken not minutes earlier. He was gone, but that wasn't too fascinating.
A wind kicked up and blew Rory's hair around her face. When it died down, she had an uncomfortable feeling in the pit of her stomach. She rested her head on Jess's shoulder and he pulled her in close.
THE END of part two
Disclaimer - I do not own any of the characters from either the Gilmore Girls or Buffy the Vampire Slayer. All the Slayer mythology and story is owned by Joss Whedon and all Gilmore Girls characters are owned by Amy Sherman Palladino. I am putting this at the end because I didn't want to ruin the surprise.