A/N: The long awaited update... I hope at least.

I want to thank Jaykat for being my beta-reader :P

PREVIOUSLY ON GILMORE GIRLS :p

The road seemed long, but finally she turned down the street where she would find her apartment, but with the apartment came a surprise. She looked up when she approached the steps in front of the door. There on the steps was a man, tall around 6,2 sitting, waiting for her… He heard her footsteps get closer and he looked up. She saw on the expression on his face that he was a mix of emotions, just like herself. He was angry, worried, but at the same time relieved to see her. Rory took a deep breath and walked closer.

"Dean…"

His silhouette was not to be mistaken. Not just his height, but also his build. Rory sighed and then wiped away a tear. She didn't mean to hurt him; she never did. She never had.

The time when she couldn't say, "I love you," she hadn't meant to hurt him. At the dance marathon when he broke up with her, she hadn't meant to hurt him.

But she had, and she had been hurting herself too, by not admitting that she had a crush on Jess.

And then she hurt him again by being with Jess. She was an expert when it came to hurting him. She'd done it again when they got back together. She'd hurt him so deeply and she thought she was never going to see him again.

But there he was, standing on the street in front of her apartment. She wanted to run to him and let him embrace her. She wanted to cry out in his arms and have him kiss her forehead repeating, "It's going to be okay, Rory. Everything's fine. I'm here now".

And then she wanted him to take her face into his hands and kiss her softly. But she knew that that was a vague dream. None of it was going to happen. Not after the way she had ignored him. But still there he was. Maybe he still wanted her?

"Stop it Rory!" she told herself. She took a deep breath and then took a few steps closer to him so he was only standing a few feet away. His gaze caught her eyes and she looked deep into the eyes of the man she loved.

The man she had always loved despite all the other boyfriends she'd had. His soft brown eyes more familiar as the "Dean-eyes". Why did love have to be so damn complicated?

Suddenly Rory panicked. What was he doing there? She hadn't seen him in two weeks and all over sudden he was just standing there. He had no right to barge right into her life again. Wasn't it obvious that she didn't want him in her life anymore?

But that was the thing... she did want him in her life again. She wanted to hug him and kiss him tenderly, every single day.

She wanted to wake up beside him every morning and see the sun on his face.

She wanted to make him breakfast and wake him with a gentle kiss on the lips.

She wanted to see him stir and then open his eyes with a sweet smile. She wanted to watch him eat and the make a funny face when he realized that it was her that made it.

Then she would watch him get dressed and then they would walk down to a diner or something and get the best breakfast… well second best because nothing could beat Luke's chocolate chip pancakes.

Then she would kiss him goodbye and then go to work. She wanted to come home at night and kiss him again and kiss him all night until she had to get up again. She wanted to build a life with him, but she knew that it would probably never happen.

She looked deep into his eyes. Why did he have to be Dean? She shook her head lightly and tried to walk pass him, but he blocked the way.

"Rory," and his voice resounded in her head. Why did he have to be like that? Why did he have to be Dean?

She could feel his hands reach out for her, and for the first time in her life she didn't run. She let his hands hold her face. Slowly, he lifted her head and looked into her eyes.

He was smiling and she really wanted to, but the tears that left her eyes made it impossible. Slowly, he wiped them away, and then embraced her with his arms, just like she wanted him too.

There in his arms she cried. She felt the tears coming faster and she started sobbing. Her body was shaking and she would have fallen if he hadn't been there to hold her.

But even now, the time when she felt really safe and happy, there was something inside of her that didn't feel comfortable. She had to get away, she couldn't let him see her like that!

So she broke free of his arms and ran right pass him. Somehow she managed to unlock the door before he really noticed what was going on.

She ran up the stairs to her apartment, where she opened the door and entered the dark room. It wasn't more than two hours since she had left home, but it had still turned dark.

Rory took her shoes off and put them randomly on the floor. She didn't feel like keeping the place clean; she could care less.

Slowly, she walked over to one of the big windows in her apartment. She looked down on the empty street, just to find him standing there looking up in the air.

She turned away and walked through the living room to the other end of the apartment. There she looked out of another window and saw the city alive. There were cars all over, yellow cabs and limos. She smiled a little. It was a beautiful sight.

Rory's thoughts were interrupted by her phone ringing. Slowly, she went over to pick it up.

"Rory?"

"Yes, that's me."

"Hey, it's Paris!"

"Paris? Wow, I haven't heard from you in a while."

"No, you haven't."

Rory noticed something in Paris's voice that didn't use to be there. All the years they had lived together at Yale, Paris had never been an easy person to be around, and Rory knew that very well.

It wasn't exactly lovely memories she had of Paris from her first and second year at Chilton.

But that was far behind them and they had actually become very close friends. Paris called them best friends a few times and being a friend with Paris wasn't a bad thing.

But after knowing her so many years, Rory could hear that there was something that bothering her.

"Paris are you okay?"

"I'll never find a way to cure cancer and AIDS."

"What are you talking about? Did... did you get fired or something."

"No, I did not get fired! I'm pregnant for God's sake!"

"You're..."

"Going to have a child, I know very well. Somebody will have found the cure before I'm back at work!"

"Wow, congratulations..."

"Thanks..."

That was another funny thing about Paris. She could go from being totally panicked to relaxed. Rory really liked that part about her.

"Doyle's, right?"

"Of course it Doyle's! Do you think I was cheating on him or something!"

'And there we go again,' Rory chuckled.

"No, I didn't Paris. So how far along are you?"

"Two months..."

"Wow, only seven to go."

"Yes, seven months. Seven long months. Do you realize I'm going to be fat when summer comes. It's May now and Doyle and I are going to Europe for three weeks and I'll be fat."

"But it'll be a nice fat." Rory said trying to cheer her up.

"Hey, Rory..." Paris began. It was obvious that she had calmed down and felt a little more comfortable with the situation.

"Yeah?"

"Isn't that friend of yours, Lane... pregnant too?"

And then it hit Rory that she was actually right. Lane was three months along, one month more than Paris.

Rory guessed that she was starting to show now, while Paris would still have around a month before a belly would start to grow. It was weird thinking of all your friends having kids.

Even Logan was going to have a second child. Everybody was happy; they had a family and someone to turn to when life didn't seem to accept you.

But Rory had no one to turn to. Well, she had her mother, but Lorelai had Luke and Laura. Rory took a deep breath and made a decision. She was going back to Stars Hollow tomorrow.

"Yeah, she is."

"Okay... Oh, I gotta go. Doyle's home, I have something to tell him."

"Paris!"

"Yeah?"

"This is good, I just thought you should know that!"

"Yeah, it is.. Bye."

"Bye."

Rory woke up the next morning and realized she was still dressed in the dress from the yesterday. She got up and walked over to the bathroom. The woman in the mirror didn't look like her at all.

Her hair was untidy in a funny way and her dress was all curly along the edges. She turned the water on and started to wash her face. The cold water felt good against her skin.

When she finished cleaning her face, she went into her bedroom where she found something more comfortable than the dress. She found a brush and let it run through her hair.

Then she walked into the kitchen where she opened the cupboard under the sink. There she found a bag with coffee, Luke's coffee. He had given it to her before she moved to New York and she had kept it.

She poured herself a big mug with coffee and took a swig of it, but to her surprise it didn't taste good at all. All of a sudden, she rushed to the bathroom where she fell on her knees in front of the toilet and threw up.

The road seemed longer than it used too. Not that she used to drive to Stars Hollow much, at least not from New York.

Rory was panicked. She needed to see her mother right away, so she was way too focused to get there that she forgot to look at the road signs.

Suddenly, she realized that she had actually forgotten to turn when a sign said "Hartford," and now she had just passed the Boston sign, and she didn't feel like going to her dad.

Christopher Hayden would always be her father, and of course she loved him, but after the thing that happened four years ago with him, her mom and Luke, she hadn't really felt comfortable around him.

She knew it wasn't solely his fault, but she knew he had taken advantage of the situation. He had kissed Lorelai first and almost caused another break up between her and Luke.

But luckily that was in the past now. It had been four years, and ever since Laura had been born things had been great between Luke and her mom.

Rory made a quick U-turn and soon she was driving towards Hartford. On the way she saw a sign that said: "New Haven."

Lots of memories filled her head and she couldn't help but smile. She had really loved going to Yale and there was no way that she regretted choosing it over Harvard.

Now when she thought of college she was reminded that April was soon getting to the point in life. She had just turned 17 and she only had one year left in High School.

April was a great girl. Ever since the day Luke and Lorelai got married Anna had softened up and let April spend a lot more time in Stars Hollow. Especially after Laura was born.

April had been thrilled to have a baby sister and she loved that little girl. In the beginning, it had been a little rough for Anna to handle, but in the end it all worked out.

April now visited Stars Hollow two-to-three times a week and sometimes she spent the night.

Ever since Lorelai told Luke she was pregnant he'd started to add additions onto the house, so now it had two more bedrooms. One for Laura and one for April. Rory still had her room and it looked exactly like it used to.

The miles on the signs decreased more and more till finally, she reached Hartford. She turned and was heading towards Stars Hollow. She was heading home.

It was still early in the morning, she had gotten up around the same time as Luke usually did when he had early deliveries. The sun was just rising over the fields and she could feel the warmth of its rays on her skin.

Rory parked her car in front of the house. It looked exactly like it used to. She smiled as she turned the engine off. She got out and walked up to the house.

She was sure that they would all be asleep now, so she wouldn't knock on the door. She walked around the porch until she found the ceramic turtle. She smiled as she picked it up and took out the key.

She walked over to the front door and gradually opened it. When the key turned, it sounded with the familiar "click." Quietly, she closed the door behind her. As she expected the house was silent.

She walked into the kitchen that was cleaner than she could ever remember it being. Since Luke had moved in, the kitchen was actually used to make food in. A very rare thing for Lorelai, who found it hard to adjust.

It had taken her some time to get used to NOT going to Luke's every morning. But after Rory convinced her of the fact that it was still Luke who made the breakfast, the surroundings didn't really matter.

So now they ate breakfast in the kitchen. Rory smiled as she approached her own room. She opened the door and looked inside. God, she had missed that room. With a big smile on her lips, she walked over to the bed and laid down.

She was lying there when she heard the front door open and then somebody giggle. No doubt, it was surely Laura.

Rory got up and almost ran into the kitchen, where she found her sister trying to reach the cookie jar, but she was too small.

"Hey, Laura!"

The little girl turned around and the thrill of seeing her sister was obvious. She ran over to Rory and hugged her. Rory picked her up and kissed her forehead.

At the same time, Luke walked into the kitchen and was rather surprised to see Rory standing there. Lorelai had probably told him that she was coming to the Hollow, but she was a day early. Rory smiled at Luke.

"Hi Luke!"

"Rory, hi! I didn't know you would be here."

"Well, I decided to come a day earlier."

"Good."

"Yeah, it's good to be back. So you're up early."

"Got a diner to take care of."

"Right, you do. So... where's mom?"

"At the inn."

"The inn? This early. Please, don't tell me that you got her out of bed before six?"

"They have some guests that like to get up around five every day, so she has to be there."

"This is crazy! In all the years I lived here, I couldn't get her out of bed before seven. Even when I broke up with Dean..." she paused. Just saying his name did something to her.

"Who is Dean?" Laura asked curiously.

"An old friend," Rory simply said. She couldn't finish the story, unless she wanted to have a breakdown in front of Luke. Suddenly she felt the same sickness that she had just a few hours earlier.

She put Laura down and ran to the bathroom.

Rory washed her face with the cold water and then used her hands as a "cup". She opened the cabinet behind the mirror to see if she could find a glass or something.

As she pushed the different lotions her mother had around, she found a little basket made of plastic. She took it out and picked up the thing inside.

It was a pregnancy test.

Rory was kind of shocked. Was her mother pregnant again or something? God, why did everything have to be about babies and pregnancies?

And then it hit her. Maybe... The thought was creepy, but anyhow, she opened it and looked at the little white stick.

She found it hard to believe that such a thing would be able to tell her if she was pregnant or not.

But she did it; she took the test.

And you're welcome to call me a meanie for ending the chapter here. But don't worry, I promise to update as soon as possible. I already got the plot for the next few parts.

Asta