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Secrets That Kill: A Gilmore Girl Fanfiction
Disclaimer: sadly I do not own anything Gilmore Girl related, not even Tristan or Jess (tears)
Summary: what happens when deals are made w/ the wrong people? Will a life be lost? Rory, Tristan, Paris, Logan, and the rest of the crew will find themselves face to face w/ secrets that can kill… AU! Could be a Trory… who knows… hehe!
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CHAPTER 11: Better Late than Never
Luke just stared at Lorelai with love in his eyes. He couldn't believe that she was really there, and that she was there for him. Soon Lorelai became uncomfortable with Luke's stare and decided to stand up from the counter of his diner.
"Sooo… what can I help you with?" She asked, not looking him in the eye.
"Huh?" Luke was still daydreaming and only had just realized Lorelai had removed herself from his view. "Oh, sorry, I…" he shifted in his seat. Lorelai crossed her arms and pouted at his stuttering.
"Luke? Spit it out!"
"Hey, let me speak! I'm not going to keep the diner open today. I have to take you somewhere." He passed Lorelai and headed for the door. After switching the sign from 'open' to 'closed' Luke went to the bottom of the staircase, leading to his apartment. While grabbing his coat he yelled up the stairs with one breath, "Jess! I'm taking Lorelai out! We'll be back in an hour or two. The diner's closed so don't worry about that."
"Ummm… okay. Enjoy!" A scruffy voice echoed back down the stairs, answering his uncle. Lorelai looked at Luke with questioning eyes and finally decided she had had enough.
"Where are we going, Luke?" She huffed impatiently.
"I forgot you aren't too good with surprises." She scowled at his remark and he backed off a little. "Don't worry; I know you'll like it better as a surprise." Without hesitation he put his hand at the small of her back and led her out the door and into his car.
The car ride was silent, with random shrieks from Lorelai when she saw someone she knew, which generally lead to her taking Luke down memory lane. After about five minutes, Lorelai began to get anxious when they turned on a familiar road. Eyeing him and then trying to look out the window like it would give her the answer, Lorelai's heart started to race as they approached her old house. "Luke?" She asked but he didn't respond, but instead turned into the driveway of her old house.
"Come on, get out and follow me." He mumbled and exited his truck like this was a normal thing to be doing.
"Luke! We can't just waltz in there! This is not my house anymore! This is someone else's property!" She said in a harsh whisper, but Luke continued to the door. "Fine, go and get yourself arrested! See if I care!" She crossed her arms and leaned back in the seat but found herself compelled to follow Luke. Reluctantly she got out of the truck and speed walked to follow Luke into the house. Something inside her wanted to see the old place in which she had raised her daughter.
"Lorelai?" Luke asked as she entered the house behind him. She nodded to show him she wanted to continue and he smiled. "Okay, well…" He led her into the living room and opened his arms like he was presenting something to her.
Lorelai's eyes went wide as she looked at what he was showing her. The room had not changed one bit. Everything they had left was still there. She had assumed that the people who bought the place would get rid of most of it, but she had wanted nothing in the mansion to remind her of Stars Hollow. "It hasn't changed at all, Luke! What is wrong with these people? They should have gotten rid of a lot of this stuff." She was amazed but confused, all at the same time. Luke just stood there with an odd grin on his face. "Why are you looking at me like that?" Lorelai crossed her arms and started tapping her foot on the floor.
"Well… it's nice to see your expression when you look at this room. I'm glad I was able to keep it looking so nice. I never thought I would be able to stand some of the things that you had in here but I decided you loved them so I didn't get rid of-" Lorelai interrupted him with a gasp.
"Whoa! What do you mean that you couldn't stand some of my things?"
"I own this place." He said nonchalantly.
"What!" Lorelai was lost for words. She didn't know what was going on. Am I dreaming…please please tell me I'm not dreaming…She prayed and Luke finally spoke up.
"It's yours again. I leased it over about an hour after you showed up at my diner. I was waiting for you to come home." He wasn't looking at her anymore but instead had decided the floor seemed much more interesting to stare at.
"Luke…" And with that Lorelai took two great steps towards him and placed a hand on his cheek. "I love you. Thank you so much." Luke lifted his head to meet her eyes. Searching hers he finally saw his opportunity and took it. Without warning, Lorelai was being swept into a passionate kiss that made her whole body turn to Jell-O. This was her happiness, and she couldn't believe she had found it again…
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"So…." Rory was sitting on Jess' mattress and staring at both he and Paris. They had retreated upstairs when Luke and Lorelai decided they wanted to talk, but they had never expected such an awkward moment. The silence and the tension were thick and Paris didn't help with her disapproving glances that she shot Jess every other minute. Rory kept playing with her hands, hoping that Tristan would call to get her away from it all but instead she was stuck in the middle.
"Soooo…. What?" Jess pried, trying to avoid the looks Paris was giving him.
"I don't know. Geez, Paris! Stop it!" She yelled out of frustration.
"Stop what?" Paris' hand went straight to her chest like she was being wrongfully accused but it didn't affect Rory at all.
"You know what! The way you're looking at Jess! It's rude you know! So stop it!" Rory indicted, but Paris held her tongue as Rory's phone went off. Fumbling for her cell, she smiled when she saw Tristan's name pop up on the screen. "I'll be right back you guys. I need to get better reception from downstairs." And with that she left them as she dashed down the steps, answering her phone. "Hey!"
"Rory, I heard the news. I'm so happy for your mother!" Tristan was happy to hear Rory's voice on the other end. It made his heart flutter and the feeling was unique to Rory's voice and her presence.
"Yea, I know. So where are you?" She settled herself into a chair as she switched the phone from her left ear to her right.
"Actually I'm in Stars Hollow, so I was kind of wondering where you were?" He laughed when he heard her let out a gasp of pure excitement.
"Really? Wow, umm okay, I'm at Luke's Diner. You met him at the school. Anyways, it's near the-"
"I see it actually. I'm right in front of it." Rory jumped from her seat when she heard him say this and she dashed to the windows. Her eyes searched for his car and she found it quickly. After all, it was the only Mustang convertible in Stars Hollow that she knew of. Finally catching his eye she darted out the door and met him on the other side of the street where he had parked.
"Mary!" He said with open arms and she jumped into them as he kissed her hair. "I love the Stars Hollow Rory so much better." He said through a wide smile and she nodded in agreement.
"I do to. I'm so much happier." They walked back to the diner to let Jess and Paris know that they were going to go for a walk.
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"Why don't you like me?" Jess finally broke the unbearable silence in the room as he looked at Paris with serious eyes.
"What gave you that idea?" She never made an attempt to acknowledge him and decided to she'd look at pictures on the wall instead.
"Oh, I don't know. Maybe the random huffs and puffs from you as your eyes burn a hole through my head could be why. But maybe where you're from, those kinds of gestures are signs of kindness and love." He scoffed and stuffed his hands in his jean pockets. There was something about Paris that challenged him even though she didn't even speak to him.
"Whatever." Was all she said and it made Jess laugh. "What are you laughing at?" She snapped.
"Oh, I'm sorry, but you see Rory said that you were quite the vocal challenger, and yet you seem to have resorted to 'whatevers' because you're so lost for words." This had made Paris' nose cringe in anger.
"How dare you act like you know me?"
"How dare me? Ha! You're the one who is judging me! Yea! So why don't you take a look at how you've been acting before you accuse me of your own quandary." He was fed up with her and decided he'd retreat and make himself something downstairs.
"Well it looks like you're still the one who runs away when something gets to much for you. Go on, say your piece and then leave. It's what you're good at I hear." The words sliced him into a million pieces. He hated being known as the guy who left Rory and yet deep down he knew she was right. Something unexpected took hold of his pride and threw it out the window as Jess turned around to face Paris.
"You're right. I did run away from all of my problems, but I'm hoping I can change." With that Jess continued down the stairs not believing that he had just admitted to his own faults to a stranger. Paris just watched him go, with her mouth open in awe. Finally she gathered herself up and followed him down into the diner. When she reached the counters her shoulders became heavy when she saw him sitting against the wall, his knees up to his chest, and his head down in his arms.
"Jess? Are you okay?" She approached him quietly and reached out a hand to pat him on the back. The touch made him jump and he stood up quickly.
"Whoa! Damn, don't get soft on me, now!" He said to her, looking around like he had done something embarrassing. "I like the challenger, not the comforter!" He didn't know what he was saying but found himself for once, happy to see Tristan walk in with Rory.
"Hey guys," Tristan greeted and walked over to Jess to shake his hand. "So, how's the whole witness protection thing working out?"
"Not too bad, I guess. All I know it that I am under surveillance all the time. Can't go anywhere without this," and Jess pointed at his watch. "They gave it to me to keep track of where I am. I can contact the police whenever I want just by pressing this button." He showed Tristan the watch more in depth as Rory stood back to watch. Paris hadn't said a word but Rory didn't seem to notice because her mind was only on Tristan. She wanted to tell him.
"Hey, I know there's like this odd obsession that all men have for electronics but I was wondering if you two," she looked at Jess and then at Paris, "would mind if Tristan and I stepped out for a little while as we caught up on a few things?" Jess nodded and Paris just shrugged like she didn't even care. She wanted to talk to Jess, something about him intrigued her. "Okay then. Tris?" She grabbed his arm and he smiled as he followed her out of the diner…
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Mitchum was sitting at his desk staring at his hands. He had lost his interest in his work and found himself daydreaming of his son when he was a little boy. Aching at the thought of what he had done and how he had almost lost his son because of it, he tried to push the thoughts aside. "Damn!" He yelled as his phone caught him by surprise. "Hello? This is Mitchum Huntzberger." The voice he spoke with was monotone.
"I can't believe Hendrix is really dead. Hell, I thought I was going to be the first to go!" The man's voice on the other end made Mitchum's eyes narrow.
"What do you want, Andrew?" Mitchum growled. He had hoped that with Hendrix dead that his business with criminals would end, but he was wrong.
"I just want to know where my bastard son is?" Andrew said nonchalantly.
"Don't know, and I don't care. Now leave me alone!"
"What? No greetings? No how are yous? I'm very disappointed in your manners Mitchum." Andrew sneered, he was amused by the rancor he felt from Mitchum's voice.
"I have no idea where the hell Jess is? He was arrested and besides that I don't know!" Mitchum was becoming impatient and his voice showed it greatly.
"No need to yell. I'll call someone else. Maybe I can get a few more clues. I might check in later this week if I can't find him though. So count on hearing from me again." And before Mitchum could protest, Andrew hung up the phone leaving Mitchum smelling of fear.
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"This is my favorite place in all of Stars Hollow." Rory said to Tristan as she sat down at the dock. She decided to leave out the fact it was also the first place she had ate lunch with Jess because it wasn't special for it. It was special because it was going to be the place where she told Tristan what she had been waiting to tell him for so long.
"Really? Well I like it. The silence here is nice. A good place to think." Tristan had joined Rory and was now sitting close to her, looking out at the lake.
"Tristan?" Rory placed a hand on Tristan's and brought her eyes to meet his. "You know how I was going to tell you something important at the school?"
"Yea?" Tristan hadn't forgotten about her moment of honesty she had had at the school, but decided not to pry because he wanted Rory to tell him on her own terms.
"Well…" She took a deep breath and looked back down at the water. Tristan gave her a squeeze with his hand in hers and she made eye contact with him again. Smiling she finally let her words go, "I love you. I mean it Tristan, I love you and I want to be yours, all yours."
"You have no idea how long I have waited for you to say that because," Tristan turned even more to take both of her hands, "I love you." Rory's eyes were glistening from shimmering tears of relief and joy. Her heart was racing and she took in a breath as his lips came closer to hers. In sync with his movement, Rory bent towards him and brought her lips up. With only a centimeter of space between their lips, Tristan stopped. His hot breath captivating her face, making her cheeks flush. Rory grabbed his shirt and with one impatient pull she closed the space between them with her lips. The kiss was ecstatic, and the moment Tristan felt his lips on hers he wrapped his left arm around her waist and place his right hand on her cheek, tracing her jaw-line with his fingers. Their lips moved open and Rory parted hers to invite Tristan into a more passionate kiss. Finally gasping for air, the two parted and looked at each other with longing in their eyes.
"Tristan…" Rory whispered between quick breaths.
"Rory…" Tristan let her name escape his mouth like a faint breeze as he pulled her closer to him. She let her head rest on his shoulder and they looked back out at the lake. Rory smiled…My favorite place…the place where Tristan and I found love…
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So… there you have it! I introduced the next problem we're going to have in this story, being Jess' dad, and I finally had Rory share her love for Tristan! YAY!
Coming Up: Chris wants another chance at being a father… Andrew wants to forget he ever was one…LL romance… TR romance… Cabin getaway!
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