Disclaimer: I don't own anything that you recognize; if I did, do you think I'd be writing fanfiction? I only own the Masons and my plot idea…the WB and the creators of "Gilmore Girls" own everything else.

A/N: Thanks for all your encouraging reviews! So you know, the italicized sections are flashbacks.

In answer to a couple of reviewers:

Elebridith- It may have seemed like they bonded quickly…but this is going to be quite an interesting weekend.

Adopted Person- Personally, no, I don't know what it's like, but my best friend was adopted and has gone through the process of finding her biological parents and she has been helping me with this. That was 3 years ago and now, after a rocky start, she is very close to her biological family and she feels extremely blessed to have two families to go to if she needs anything…so, it may seem right now a little unrealistic, but this is just the beginning. This chapter is going to go a lot more into Rory's thoughts and feelings before we get to some drama at the Hayden House.

Chapter 3: Living a Lie

When Rory awoke the next morning, she stayed in bed for a few minutes longer, wondering if she was making the right choice in going to Connecticut; Did she really want to meet the people who gave her away? They hadn't even wanted her. Sure, they were young, but she was 16 now and she knew if she was to get pregnant, she would never give her baby up.

On the other hand, now that she knew, she realized that she couldn't just do nothing. After all, her parents had lied to her on many occasions about it; she wanted to know the truth. She thought back to the first time she realized she was different from her family.

5 year old Rory bounced into the living room where her parents were watching television.

"Momma," she asked, "why do I have blue eyes and dark hair when no one else does?"

Her mother glanced at her father, hesitating before answering, "Well, honey, you look exactly like your Grandma Mason," referring to Dave's mother who had died when Rory was just a baby.

"Ok, can I see some pictures of her?" Rory asked, curiously.

"Maybe someday when I dig some out," Maria answered.

"Ok," Rory answered, thinking that it was a logical answer, and she bounced away to find her siblings.

Thinking back now, she realized that her mother had been lying and that's why she had never seen any of those so called pictures. The only pictures they had ever shown her of her Grandma Mason was when she was either very young or after her hair had started getting grey.

Lifting herself off of her bed, she sighed, looking in the mirror. She made her way to the bathroom and took a quick shower. When she returned back to her room, she felt the need to look nice, so she searched through her closet, finally settling on a pink floral skirt that flared out to just below her knees, and a white tank top with a pink sweater that tied on the side.

Making sure she had everything she needed for the weekend, including her homework and a couple of books in case things got very boring, Rory made her way to the living room and found Andy already sitting there.

"Are you ready?" he asked.

"Yeah," Rory hesitated, "let's go."

As they walked to the car, Andy asked, "So, do you want to tell me why you're going to Connecticut now?"

"I'm not ready to talk about it, ok?' Rory answered, getting defensive.

"Fine, whatever you want," he said, a little surprised that his normally level-headed little sister was getting so upset.

Once they put Rory's stuff in the back seat and got in, she pulled a book out of her purse. Andy started the car and put on a PJ Harvey CD, hoping to put his sister in a better mood. She handed him the directions and opened her book.

Instead of reading, she just stared at the same sentence over and over, while she thought back again to her parents' lies.

In eighth grade, Rory's French class was taking a week long trip to Quebec, Canada. She had begged her parents to go, especially since they had let Andy go just two years before, but her parents wouldn't let her go. She cried, and she treated them badly, which she had done a good job at, and they still wouldn't give in. One night, she thought she overheard her parents talking quietly about a birth certificate and not letting her see it until it was time.

She had dismissed that discussion at that time, but now she realized why they wouldn't let her go. She needed her birth certificate to get into Canada, and her birth certificate would have had the names of her biological parents. It was almost out of spite, now, that she wanted to go to Connecticut. She knew it would hurt her mother and father, but after knowing the truth, she knew how much they had hurt her over the years. Closing her book, she leaned back in the seat and fell asleep.

Lorelai woke up at 7:00 the next morning, very early for her. Surprised that Brooke had not woken her up, she crept into her daughter's room to see her still asleep. She walked past Maddy's room quietly and slowly descended the stairs. The first thing she did was to make a pot of coffee. She went next into the guest room that Rory would stay in and she first changed the sheets and then, cleaned up anything she could to make the room look okay.

She walked into the living room and picked up the toys that Brooke and Maddy had left on the floor. She moved Brooke's playpen into the corner and put her swinging chair beside that. After cleaning up the entertainment center and sorting the videos and DVDs, Lorelai went next to the kitchen. By the time she was finished with that it was 8:00 and Christopher was carrying Brooke downstairs. He handed her to Lorelai and started to cook breakfast.

After Lorelai fed Brooke, she gave her a bath and dressed her in a pretty blue dress. She woke Maddy up and put Brooke into her swinging chair. After Maddy finished with her shower and got dressed, she took over watching Brooke, while Lorelai showered and dressed. Christopher finished breakfast and after setting it on the table, took his own shower.

Brooke sat in her highchair while Maddy and Lorelai ate, neither talking much as both were a little nervous. After they finished, Lorelai washed the dishes and Maddy dried. It was 9:15 and Lorelai had no clue when Rory was set to arrive. They went into the living room and Lorelai began to pace. Brooke was in her playpen and both Maddy and Christopher sat on the couch.

After 5 minutes of Lorelai pacing, Christopher broke the silence, "Lorelai, please sit down, you're making me dizzy."

Maddy looked up from her book, and nodded.

"I'm just so nervous! What if she hates us? What if she immediately wants to go back to her other family? I already let her go once, it would break my heart if she walked out now," Lorelai answered, wringing her hands.

"Lore, I understand, but please, we don't know when she'll be here, just take a seat."

Sighing, Lorelai threw herself into the comfortable armchair.

A few minutes later, they heard a car pull up and they all looked towards the door expectantly and sure enough, the doorbell rang.

A/N: hehe, I'll leave you with that cliffhanger, but not long, I promise! I know this chapter doesn't have a lot of dialogue, but I felt it was important to show what Rory was thinking and all the cleaning and everything that took place in the Hayden house is just setting the scene…so next, they meet!

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