A/N: Ok, I know again it took me like forever to update, but I have a job during the vacations and since I immediately fall asleep after work I just did find the time to translate another chapter. I know, It shouldn't be so hard to translate this, since I don't have to think about storylines and so on, but I wrote alls this about a year ago, and I always try to improve the chapters. So, I just hope you will stick to the story, and you like it, and I would be happy about some feedback.

6. Dreams and a Friday Night Dinner

Jess had gone to the bar again. Partially because he liked it, it was the kind of bar, where nobody ever asked for you id, but nevertheless no dark figures lurked around in the corners. But he also came back for the girl who just didn't want to leave his head.

She really had left an impression. It was three days ago that she had talked to him, and she already had dreamed of her. The last time he was able to even think of someone else than Rory was before he actually had come to Stars Hollow. And Jess couldn't just forget her now. This really meant something.

He had taken a seat at the bar again and after he had ordered a beer he turned his back to the bar and looked around. She wasn't there. It didn't surprise him, though.

When Jess turned around again to grab his beer, the barkeeper caught his attention.

"You are Jess, right?"

Jess shot him a questioning glance but then confirmed it.

"Then this is for you." The barkeeper passed Jess a small piece of paper. "Celia gave it to me yesterday. She told me to give it the 'cute guy, with brown hair and the pensive eyes'."

Jess just wrinkled his eyebrows while reading the note. 'Call me' and then her number.

"You know Celia?" he asked and looked up to the other man.

"Sort of. She used to work here, but it seems she found herself a better job. Some food place somewhere, I don't know."

"Yeah right" Jess shifted in his seat uncomfortable. He didn't know what he wanted there anymore so he downed his beer and left the bar, his fingers clasped around the note.
Hartford

Rory and Lorelai were standing in front of the door, but neither wanted to ring.

"I don't want to go in there. They will ask me if I finally found a boyfriend, or she will already know it, what would make it worse, because then she will be mad at me for not telling her, I'm sure she knows, sometimes I really think she is able to look inside my head, even when I'm nowhere near her. And then they will want to meet Luke, and I will have to bring him next Friday, and then he will never want to talk to me again, and-„ Lorelai was cut off by her daughter.

"Mum you're ranting"

„I know, but I really don't want to go in there"

"Noticed"

They both continued standing in front of the door.

"That's it, if you're not going to ring soon, I will just drive home again" Lorelai said

"You're not ready yet" Rory told her mother.

"If we're waiting for me to be ready, then we can leave, like, now, because I'm never going to be ready, at least not tonight. Come on." Lorelai began walking back to her car when the front door suddenly went open.

"I thought I heard voices! Lorelai, where are you going?" Emily herself stood in the doorway and glared at her daughter.

"Hey Mum! I was just going to get my purse, I forgot it in the car" Lorelai said slowly, desperately trying to find an appropriate excuse.

„And what is that?" Emily deadpanned, pointing to the purse in Lorelai's hand.

"Wow, I never would have thought of looking there! Thank you for finding it." Lorelai said, playing relieved. „Great, now she knows we're here!", Lorelai whispered to Rory.

"Quick, the sooner we're in there the sooner we can leave again."

"I heard that!" Emily called from the living room.

"Dammit", Lorelai ranted while she handed the new maid her coat.

Just when the four of them had started dinner, Richard made make an announcement.

"Emily and I decided, instead of our weekly dinner, we throw a little party."

"What the occasion?", Rory asked, looking up from her plate, where she was shifting some green stuff from one side to the other.

„Our favourite granddaughter is going to Yale, that's enough to have a little party. We invited a lot of Yale alumni and if you can invite anyone you want."

Lorelai was already doing a little happy-dance inside, no Friday night dinner for her the next week.

But as if Emily could read Lorelai's mind, she said "You will come Lorelai, you can bring someone if you want, so you won't die from boredom, or you can simply escape over your balcony, or whatever other secret way you know to get out of this house."

Lorelai just smiled mischievous.

"The party will start at seven, you both will attend, no protest Lorelai, and now enjoy your meal!"

Lorelai and Rory shared a knowing look. It would be a long night.

After dinner the two girls just wanted to go home, but when they noticed the diner was still enlightened, they stopped and went inside.

"Hey Luke!" Rory called and went to the counter.

Her mother, who walked in right behind her, did the same.

"Hey Rory!", Luke greeted her. "And hello you!" he said to Lorelai, smiling and leaning over the counter to give her a kiss.

"Luuuuke?" Lorelai gave Luke a pleading look.

„It's too late for coffee." He said seriously.

"It's never too late for coffee, I can't believe it. You won't actually refuse to give me coffee!" Lorelai ranted. But she looked so cute that Luke no longer could hold back his laughter.

Lorelai pouted while he filled a cup with coffee. "Promise me you never do this again!"

„Nah, it would be no fun if I would just give you the coffee would it?"

Rory who could no longer bear all the whispered sweet nothings, had without noticed by anyone gone behind the counter and gotten herself a cup of coffee. Now she was sitting next to Lorelai again.

"Hey, since when you can conjure?" Lorelai asked while she looked at Rory cup confused

"I can't, and I also can't wait."

"What a shame, because if you could conjure, I would have made you an „I dream of Jeanie"-costume for Halloween. You would have looked so cute." Lorelai said disappointed.

„Yeah, well, sorry."

Luke just looked at the girls. Everyday he was surprised how well they got along. And everyday he couldn't believe how beautiful Lorelai was, and today he almost couldn't believe that he got her.

"Hey Luke, everything okay?" Rory moved her hand on front of Luke's face. He was startled for a moment. "What? Oh, sorry, I didn't listen."

"Yeah, I noticed that. I just wanted to say bye, I've got an awful lot of stuff to do until Monday, and it's late.

„Ok, I guess I'll see you tomorrow then." Luke said a little ashamed that he had been so lost in thought.

Rory was already standing in the doorframe, when she turned around again. "Err, Mum, could you come here for a second?"

"Of course, what's the matter sweetie?", Lorelai asked while she walked over to Rory.

"I just wanted to ask if you're gonna stay here tonight."

"I don't know yet. Why? Do you want me to come home?"

"No you can stay here if you want, or not, but I want to talk to you tomorrow, so could you come home before breakfast?" Rory asked biting her lip.

"Yeah, sure"

"Ok, love you Mum!"

"Love you, too kiddo!"

Rory gave her mother a quick hug and then hurried out of the diner.

Lorelai looked after her for another moment, but then went back to the counter. She would deal with Rory tomorrow.

Rory

She couldn't bear it anymore.

The diner always had been something like a second home to her, now she couldn't stand being there. And it was all because of Jess. Everything in there reminded her of him. The counter, behind which he was standing so often, talking to her, flirting with her. The stairs, which they so often had gone up together. The table, at which she had tried to tutor him. She just couldn't anymore. And she definitely had to talk to her mum about all this. About Jess, about Dean, about her feelings, about everything. Of course, she could always go to Lane but it just wasn't the same. There was such a special bond between Rory and Lorelai, stronger than it could ever be between two people. Mother and daughter. Best friends.

Rory let out a brief sigh while she opened the door and went inside.

Soon she wouldn't have the time to think of any of this stuff anymore. She would go to Yale and she would be too busy to waste any thought on him. He wasn't worth it. Not anymore.

Yeah, if only it was that easy.

When Rory was lying in her bed and wanted to grab a book from her bedside table she only could find books he also had read, or books she had wanted him to read.

Nothing could distract her, so Rory decided to sleep, to turn to her dreams, and not think about the awake.

Of course in her dreams he also would be there. But that was just it. He was there, he was with her, he didn't run away and so at least in her dreams she could be happy.