Mary-Mary

Prologue

Rory Gilmore smiled as she held her baby girl in one arm and her baby boy in the other, her fiancé Jess Mariano sitting on the bed next to her smiling.

"What are the children's names?" asked the nurse, a nun with red fingernail polish. (believe it or not my nurse when I was born was a nun with red fingernail polish, and I was born in North Dakota, so ya...)

Rory and Jess looked at another and nodded to signal that they were in agreement when it came to the names of the twins.

"Mary-Katherine Victoria Gilmore Haden Mariano." Rory said. Jess and Rory had discussed names for their children for weeks on end and came up with two great names. Rory had acknowledged the fact that Jess' last name was Mariano, but had still insisted on naming their daughter Mary-Katherine, because ever since she was 9 years old she had wanted that to be the name of her first-born daughter. Victoria was her mother Lorelai's middle name and Rory had taken her father's name unto herself upon his death 3 months ago. (I know, sad isn't it?) He had died in a car accident in San Diego.

Then Jess looked up and told the nurse the name of their son. "Christopher Andrew Gilmore Haden Mariano." he said. Christopher after Rory's father and Andrew after one of Jess' very best friends.

when you're out on the road

A year passed and Rory had spent so much time with her children that she had quit her education at Oxford University. Jess tried so hard to get her to go back to school during that year but she wouldn't give in. It was the stubbornness she had inherited from Lorelai, Jess said.

Finally, a week after the twins' first birthday Jess couldn't take it anymore. He issued an ultimatum. He told Rory to either go back to school or he would hold off the wedding until she did.

Rory tried to get back into school but Oxford would not accept back in a woman who had quit after having children out of wedlock. A week after that Rory and Jess said their goodbyes and Rory headed back to Connecticut to attend Yale, leaving her children, and her heart, with Jess.

feeling lonely, and so cold

One day, 16 years later...

all you have to do is call my name, and I'll be there, on the next train

Ha, had y'all goin there for a bit didn't I? Well if you wanna know what happens 16 years later r&r. I won't update without at least 5 reviews.

Jill