Rory ransacked both her and her mother's closet unitl she found the perfect items of clothing. Olive green cord jeans, a camo t shirt, and a dark green cap, under which she tucked her hair. She examined herself in the mirror critically, measuring her appearance.

"You look great" Lane answered her silent question. "No one will recognise you." she was similarly clad, and together they awaited the signal.

It was only a a minute before they heard the pebble hit Rory's window, and rushed downstairs. Finn met themr at the back door. He was clad in all black--black jeans, black turtleneck, black bandana around his eyes. He had constructed a makeshift thief mask from it, and looked like the villain in an old movie.

"Finn what are you wearing!" Rory asked in a strangled whisper.

"Me?" He countered, "It's not Halloween, Demi Moore. What, have you shaved your noggin, too?" she pulled off her hat, revealing her pony tail, and he sighed with relief. Then he turned his attention to Lane.

"Well allo there peach," he started, but Rory cut him off.

"We'll never get away with this," she warned, but he brushed her words away.

"Nonesense, Lalalai, I was born for this sort of thing. You just have to awken your inner sneaky." together the trio made their way to the front of the house. They moved swiftly to his car, but suddenly heard a car approach, the radio blasting. They made a run for his car, but not before the driver of the jeep noticed them.

"Bambino, what are you doing?" Rory's mom stepped out of the car and walked over to the now guilty looking group. "You look like an action figure. And who's the ninja?" she asked, and Rory searched frantically for an answer.

"Mom..."

Finn glanced over at Rory. "Lorelai, love, I dont mean to be rude, but I don't think you thought this all the way through." I didn't think this through? Rory thought indignantly, It was his plan! She was about to voice her objections when Lorelai spoke up.

"Well I guess introductions already happened," she said, a little surprised, "What would I do without you..." she tried hard to remember the name she was so sure she had been told. They all stood there a little awkwardly until Rory finally decided to clear the air.

"Mom, this is Finn. Finn, this is my mom, Lorelai." he tried to act unfazed, but confusion tinged his eyes. "That's why I go by Rory."

"Well that's...antiquated..." he said, still sorting the situation out in his mind.

"What did he just call me?" Lorelai protested, and warmed to her subject. "If dolphin boy wants to steal away my daughter in the middle of the night the least he can do is be polite about---why are you stealing away my daughter in the middle of the night?"

"Hello Lorelai," Lane tried to change the subject, "where did you go out?"

"Ugh, Sookie made me double date. Lets just say I will never blow bubbles in my milk again." No one asked for embellishment on that one. "Now Ror, tell me what's going on."

There was no way out. "Tristan got a letter saying he's stuck in that school until he graduates, so Finn and I, uh, well... we'regoingtostealhimback." She said the confession quickly, as if she was tearing off a band aid. Unlike the reaction anticipated, however, Lorelai clapped her hands in delight.

"Ooh, a rescue! Can I help? Can I can I? Oh please, please, please, please, eighty three hours of labor, please, please?"

"Mom, you don't even remember the real number of hours anymore, do you?" Rory asked with some amusement.

"Of course I do, but it's harder to use against you. Please please please? You might need my grown up authority..." she begged, her eyes alight.

"Fine," Rory caved, "but we're not taking your car. It'd get stopped even if there wasn't a missing child alert. Lorelai squealed and ran over to the convertable.

"Shotgun!" she called audaciously, and soon they were off.

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"What do I call you now?" Finn asked Rory as they drove, "Loralalailalailolailerai is already taken by this lovely doll sitting next to me." Lorelai beamed at the compliment.

"You could call me Rory," she suggested, but he rejected the idea.

"Oh! Call her Dimples!" Lorelai piped in, and Finn frowned.

"I never noticed her having dimples."

"They're not on her face." Lorelai said mischeviously, and Rory turned bright red.

"Mom!" she objected, but by then both people in the front seat were cracking up.

"I'm sorry Dimples, but it's such a corker it would be a crime to neglect it." Finn apologosed. Rory smiled and gave up.

-

"Sir!" Lorelai announced the group's presence with a bold authority. "Sir, I need you to do something for me right now." she spoke woth obnoxious fowardness, and the guard on duty snapped his head up.

"Yes, ma'am?"

"You have a boy enrolled here, and as his mother and legal guardian, I would like to un enroll him." The man leaned to the side and looked at the group of kids standing behind Lorelai. Rory and Lane in their camo, and Finn looking for all the world like swiper the fox.

"Snap snap!" Lorelai said, and almost as an afterthough, actually snapped her fingers.

"Do you have some sort of identification?" he asked her.

"No I do not! I am in a rush, and we have to rush back to Europe and visit his dying grandmother, and if I hear one more word against it you can be sure my lawyers will be contacted immediately. Now. Do we have a problem, or not?" she tapped her foot while he thought about this.

"Of course not, ma'am. What was his name?"

So I wrote a chapter, and then hated it. Read it over and over, and over, and hated it even more, scrapped it, and changed it. Shortened it. Wooh.

However, I have three college essays to write, 5 trig functions to prove the derivative and derivative squared of, and a philosopher to analyze, so you all will just have to take what comes with a smile.

And with a review. Those are nice.

So I didn't get to start Finn's story, though I guess progress was made in the Trory department. Lane/Paris/Patty/Dean's new girlfriend/Finn will all come in die time. What? Was that me giving something awy? Never!