Author's note: Hey, so I thought I should mention, because irl Teen Wolf occurs after Gilmore Girls, I decided for the sake of ease and for a couple of plots in the story, I'd set the whole thing with nowaday tech. So don't be surprised by things like a video call or uber ride.

Thank you so much for reading! I know Teen Wolf and Gilmore Girls seems like an odd pairing, but I really do think it can work!

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The phone lying on the front desk of the Dragonfly Inn buzzed with a text. Lorelai picked it up and quickly responded. Apparently Lane and Kira had made it to the house, but Lorelai had forgotten she moved the key to the front door to another hiding spot. After informing Lane of it's location, Lorelai set her phone back down just as she heard Sookie shriek from the kitchen. Without a moment's hesitation, Lorelai went to her.

"What is going on?" She asked Sookie, who was holding her head between her hands, clearly distraught about something.

"My food is for people," she mumbled by way of response, "PEOPLE!" Sookie seemed to shout to no one in particular.

"Ooookay," Lorelai walked over to Sookie's side and took hold of her shoulders. "What is this about, hun?"

Michel, who had been in the kitchen as well though gone unnoticed by Lorelai, spoke.

"Well, more than half of our guests have returned their lunch. Apparently inedible thanks to a fly."

"No!" Sookie exclaimed, pointing her finger at Michel. "Not one fly. There's at least a dozen out there and they keep trying to eat my people food!"

"Okay, um, don't say 'people food' that brought my mind to a very weird place." Lorelai shuddered. "Have we thought of solutions to the fly problem?"

"Well unless you suggest we run through the dining room, where everyone is eating, like crazy demented persons swinging fly swatters about, I thought we could wait until lunch time is over and try then."

"So we can only be crazy demented persons AFTER lunchtime okay, my mistake." Lorelai smiled innocently. Though still upset, Sookie couldn't help but giggle at that.

Frustrated, Michel left the room with an "I despise you," leaving the girls to their giggles.

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Feeling good that she finally had a room at Lorelai's, instead of a couch in a college, Kira headed to Luke's to get some food. She also had come to realize that Luke's Diner was the best place to see or hear about town news and gossip. Wanting to start a fresh life here for a little while, she decided some small town drama wouldn't be the worst thing.

As soon as she entered, she wasn't disappointed. A balding man, who she'd come to know as Taylor, the town selectman, was in a heated argument with Luke.

"No, Taylor, for the last time, no," Luke hissed through gritted teeth. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have customers. See, I actually serve the people I'm supposed to, unlike you." He turned to address her. "Kira, what can I get for you?"

"Cheeseburger and fries, please." Kira approached the counter and took a seat, a few down from Taylor.

"Well that was awfully rude of you to say that to me, Luke. I'm appalled." Taylor leaned back in his chair, arms crossed disapprovingly across his chest.

"Fine, I really don't care, could you just be appalled somewhere else, please?"

Kira couldn't help but chuckle. This was really helping get her mind off things.

Unfortunately, Taylor heard her.

"Is this funny to you, young lady? In my day we respected our elders," Taylor paused, looking at her, his face scrunched up in what could only be described as confusion. "Who are you anyway? I've never seen you before."

Before Kira had a chance to speak, someone did for her from the table behind them. "Oh that's Kira Yukimura, long lost cousin to Lane Kim, staying until TBD, because of… family reasons? She's in trouble? It's complicated? I'm not too clear on that part."

A little astonished, Kira asked the man, "I'm sorry, but who are you?"

"Oh, I'm sorry for not introducing myself. I'm Kirk." Kirk gave a stiff almost businesslike nod to Kira.

"Right… I'd introduce myself too, but apparently you know everything about me?"

"News travels fast around here, and I pride myself in being caught up in all the goings on of Stars Hollow, this town I call home. Now if you don't mind, a few questions would be helpful so that I have the unique story of Kira Yukimura."

Luke returned from the back, carrying Kira's cheeseburger and fries. "She does mind, Kirk, now shut up and eat your tuna sandwich." When he set the food down in front of her he looked at her knowingly, and said with a lowered voice, "Don't mind him, he's the town loony."

"I can hear you, Luke." An annoyed Kirk responded.

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Lane and Dave arrived at the airport together. They stood, together just inside the doors. Really, Lane knew she should've stayed back, but then again, not as much as Dave should've stayed in California. They faced each other, fingers entwined, and shared one last kiss, before Dave's departure.

"This weekend was great," Lane said, when they'd pulled apart. "You should come back again."

"I will, I promise, whenever I can. I love you, Lane Kim."

"I love you too, Dave Rygalski."

After a few more minutes of last kisses, Dave left, heading toward the elevator. He turned back and waved at her and she waved back. Already her heart ached watching him go. With a sigh, Lane turned to leave. She gasped when she saw someone right behind her.

"Oh my God," She said clutching her chest, "you startled me."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," replied a teenage boy with untidy brown hair and a cute face, which went unnoticed by Lane, who was still wrapped up in only one boy.

Lane began to walk away, when the boy caught her arm. She turned back.

"Look, I'm sorry to bother you with this, but have you heard of a town called, Stars Hollow? It seems my phone doesn't recognize it…"

Nodding, Lane said, "That's not surprising it is a really small town and we don't have too many set addresses, you've really got to know what you're looking for. I actually live there, I can give you the address of the Dragonfly Inn. Best in town."

"Wow, thank you so much," the boy handed her his phone and watched her a steely glint of malice in his eyes when she wasn't looking. She handed it back to him after a few seconds.

"There you go!"

The boy took it, his expression gone back to normal under the attention. "That was really great of you. I'm Stiles."

"I'm Lane."

"Well maybe I'll see you around, Lane."

"Maybe!" Lane agreed and left waving with a friendly smile on her face.

The nogitsune's smile stayed the same as he watched her go, but she never saw the malice return to his eyes.