A/N: I had some extra time on my hands! My cousin finally went the fuck home! Enjoy!

Ellie

A/N: Wow…I'm a serious slacker…

Disclaimer: Don't own…except Tabitha.

On with the story…

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Chapter 13: Realizing a Nightmare

Rory's POV

Mom sat at the table, her hair cascading in her face, almost giving her an evil façade. I walked over to Mr. Coffee and filled a cup of coffee. Going to the third cabinet on the right of the refrigerator, I grabbed a pill and downed it. I took a seat, watching my mom. Her head was hanging slightly and I think I can hear snoring. Today was my first day back to school since getting my back brace off. Tabitha's been here for almost a week and I loved her to death already. RING! I held my chest as the phone rang and mom jumped from the table and grabbed the handheld off the counter.

"Hello," she mumbled and I smirked, shaking my head and walking towards my room to get my clothes for a shower. I was in my doorway when the handheld shattered. "What?" Mom whispered and I turned, scared.

"Mom?" I asked as she just shook her head.

"Rory, oh," mom said looking around for a distraction. I lowered her to a chair and she looked me straight in the eye.

"Mom, you're scaring me."

We held our gaze as she opened her mouth, "He escaped." I jumped back and paced.

"Who?"

"D-Dean," mom choked out and I stopped, shaking my head as the doorbell rang. Both of us pretended not to hear it. But three rings and a knock later, Jess, followed by Tabitha, walked in. Tabitha was wearing her plaid mini skirt, black leggings, and a black tank top. She was all smiles until she saw our faces.

"Rory? Lorelai?" They both prodded and I just shook. He couldn't escape. If he escapes he might come after me. No, that's not going to happen. But the thoughts and images kept flying through my head. Trial's in three days. He wouldn't want to go away. Tabitha walked to me and held me firmly to her.

"J-Jess, he-he escaped," I strangled through tears. I felt Tabitha bring me to my room. She sat me on my bed and all I could do was lay flat on my back and stare at the ceiling. He was going to finish off the job. He'd surely come get me. He wouldn't have gone through the effort of breaking free if he weren't going to get me. Then my mind just went blank. Not a thought registered. I just blinked and wished to never wake again. I'd rather be dead. As I thought that, it forced me to relive my life. Snippets of my life came flying at me like bees to honey. All I'd ever done would be nothing but some file sin a box. Once they solved my murder, I'd be nothing more than a girl who'd mixed up with the wrong guy. A fat brawly man would mutter, "Poor gal," as he put away my box.

I turned to my side and thought of what the town would say. Miss Patty and Babette would stand by the newsstands in their huge black grieving dresses and blow their noses mumbling, "Poor dear. She was such a good girl. Poor Lorelai."

Shuddering, I could see my mom sitting on the very same bed I lay on now, crying, no one being able to stop the guilty tears that washed over her. She'd probably be too distraught to even talk to Luke. Her baby, the one that ran her life, would be gone. A voice said in my head.

Then there'd be a wake at Miss Patty's. The Town Princess had been murdered. There wouldn't be a safe place for Dean. Jail would be his best option; I decided, twisting my sore arm to sit on the pillow next to me. I choked on a sob that rose in my throat, and then turned my eyes to the doorway. Jess stood there staring at me. I just made to turn as he advanced in my room.

"You're not going to die," he stated, "We need you way too much."

I just looked him in the eyes, "How?"

"How what, did I know?" I nodded and he picked up my right hand and played with my fingers. "Tabitha went through the same thing. Except she hadn't thought of Greg killing her, until he nearly did. You, Rory Gilmore, think things through," he drawled as a thought crossed my forehead.

How would Jess act? I could see him sitting on the bridge in the dark, blood seeping from his arms. I shot up as Jess looked at me.

"You can't leave me," I said placing a hand to my pounding chest.

He gave me a confused look, "Why would I?"

My cheeks flared and I shook my head hanging it slightly, my hair falling around my face, curtain-like. Jess put his right index finger under my chin and lifted it. He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and I brought my eyes to his, "He's going to kill me," I stated simply and Jess shook his head.

"No, it will never happen. I won't leave you."

True to his word, Jess never left my bedside. All day. He, Tabitha, and I all watched old, corny movies on the TV that mom had brought in. She and Luke had stayed out in the living room, doing whatever. It was about five o'clock when Mom came in with a mischievous smile.

"What?" I asked laying on Jess as Tabitha lay at our feet.

Mom put a finger to her nose, "Hmm…should I ask? Okay, I will," she said at my look, "What would you like for dinner?"

I was about to say I wasn't hungry, but my stomach grumbled, "Hamburger and onion rings," I claimed as Tabitha looked at me.

"Me too!" She giggled and Jess thirded that. Mom left with a notepad in her hand and we could hear her relaying the orders in 'diner talk' as Luke grunted in answer.

"Tab," I said, poking her with my big toe.

"What?" She asked holding her side as Casablanca came to an end.

"Don't you need to get back to school?" She looked at me and laughed.

"Honey," she said sitting up, "I'm home schooled."

"Oh," I said laughing. She sat up and Jess grabbed the pillow from behind his head and hit her. Tabitha turned, shocked to her very core.

"You did not just hit me," she said seriously and Jess smirked lazily.

"I believe I did," he said and I watched the banter between the two. Tabitha bent and picked up the pillow. She cautiously walked towards Jess who just smiled.

I giggled as Tabitha hit Jess and we started a full fledge pillow fight. I ducked under the bed as a pillow was flung my way. Standing, I laughed as Tabby pinned Jess to the ground. My room was total chaos. Mom came in and yelled, "I wasn't invited?" and then threw a couch pillow at my head. I laughed and bent to pick the pillow up. But I noticed something on the ground. It looked like it was the handle of my window. I crunched my face and lifted myself slowly to a standing position. I peeled back my window sheer and saw Dean standing at my window.

I squealed and jumped back as Jess stood in a lighting speed. He grabbed me as Dean climbed in the window. I hid behind Jess's back as I heard Dean talk, "Miss me?" He asked and Jess tightened his hold on me. I heard Tabitha whisper to mom.

"Cell phone?" She whispered. I heard mom hit the number for something on her phone. But before anybody moved Dean pulled out a rifle. I screamed as did Tabitha. He pointed it to mom as she turned to me.

"Rory, I love you," she said as Dean shot her three times. I screamed and dropped to her lifeless body. I held her close to me.

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I shot out of bed wiping my forehead. A dream, t had been a dream, all of it. I took a deep breath and stood. Walking to my window I quickly looked out it and saw nothing. Then I turned and saw in green numbers that I'd only been sleeping for three hours. Not knowing the thought process behind my dream, I went to the most reliable place: my mom's room. She was lying in bed twirling a piece of her hair. I was startled to realize she was awake, but she didn't seem surprised to see me.

"Mom?" She turned towards me and patted the bed next to her. I smiled and lay in it. She cuddled my shoulders and I breathed in her scent. It smelt like home and snuggled deeper into her bed. I realized then that I went through a lot in a short amount of time, but that I was not alone. My mother had been going through the same thing through a different perspective the entire time. I figure, if there's at least one other person out there going through anything close to what I'm going through, then I can make it. After all…

"There's no elevator, you have to take the steps."

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A/N: Hey this was Ellie again! Though I have no idea if Nina will like this. But for some reason, it feels right you know? The quote was supplied by a website, the author unknown.

Ellie

A/N: Short, I nkow, but I promise Lit in the next chapter! I know, you all hate me. Well, I'm a busy girl. Promise I'll have more to do with the next chapter. Reviews are love so press the pretty little button!