Title: Crazy Little Thing Called Love

PDLD

Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING!

Rating: PG (or "K+" as they're calling it now… I personally like the old rating system better but Times Are A' Changin' I guess…)

A/N:

Hey… remember me…? I'm that long lost author who disappeared for a while and hasn't updated for like a month. Lol I wish I had some great excuse for why I wasn't able to update like I had a sever blow to the head or something… but well… I don't. All I can say is that my life got a little crazy there for a couple of weeks and I had very little time to breathe let alone write (the fact that I had absolutely no inspiration up until 5 days ago didn't help either hehehe)… but the next few weeks are looking good so I SHOULD be able update. (lol but again this is ME were talking about here…) anyway I hope you all like this chapter, (despite the long overdue wait)… and PLEASE review.. I know my now clichéd promise of "it makes the updates come sooner" is getting annoying but it HONESTLY does… lol anyway on with the chapter!

Chapter 10: Courage of a Different Kind

(ooo double digits… I feel so accomplished! lol)

"Are we there yet?"

"No…"

"Well how much longer?"

"Exactly 3 minutes and 15 seconds less since the last time you asked…" She replied matter-of-factly as she glanced at her wrist watch.

"And how long is that?"

"Finn…" She warned as she turned off the interstate.

"What?" He replied in his best "I'm-innocent-I-swear!" voice.

"You know I find it really funny that you actually want to meet my mother…all my ex-boyfriends used to cower in fear over meeting the dreaded Lorelai."

"Hey! I've talked with your mother before…"

"Ahh yes… you've talked on the phone with her… but you've never actually come across a full fledged, in person, face to face encounter with Lorelai Gilmore the Second. Not to mention the fact that you will also be meeting my Grandmother at this little get-together … and that thought alone should send fear into your heart"

"Don't you think you being a little over dramatic, Love?"

"Ha! This from the self-proclaimed king of drama himself?"

"Besides, it's not like I've never done the whole 'meet the parents' thing before…"Finn said, ignoring her previous comment. "Contrary to popular belief I have been in committed relationships before."

"Really? This is news to me." Rory replied as she fought of pleas of laughter.

"Hey! I have… I've done the 'meet and greet' millions of times."

"The 'meet and greet'…" Rory mimicked as she beings to laugh out loud.

"Okay… so maybe I haven't done it millions of times," He clarified… but Rory's response was only to stare skeptically at him. "More like twice."

"Twice? In your 29 years of existence you've only met the parents of the women you've dated twice?

"Well… actually, it's more like I've only been in 2 serious relationships that required the whole 'meet the parents' formality…"

"And after all this you still want to meet Lorelai?"

"What can I say? I enjoy living dangerously…In Omnia Paratus!"

"You've officially jumped from being merely delusional to completely insane."

"Why thank you love… you're too kind… So." Finn said changing the topic having grow tired of the last one. "How is it that you Americans justify Thanksgiving as a holiday again…? I mean I get some of the others like The 4th of July and Halloween… well not really Halloween but that's besides the point… I mean why is a bunch of 400 year old pilgrims sitting around a table having a big feast something to commemorate?"

"What are you talking about? Thanksgiving is about being thankful for what you've been given… and that's exactly what those '400 year old pilgrims' were doing back then… they were thanking the Indians for all their help throughout that first winter…"

"Yea…" Finn replied with a look of skepticism. "But didn't they just end up killing the Indians a few months later to get their land… that's some strange kind of gratitude they had there, love."

"Well that's besides the point… It's the concept of being together with the people you love and appreciating what you've got that we celebrate."

"Well if you ask me it just seems like an excuse to eat turkey and pumpkin pie," Finn replied stubbornly

Just as Rory was about to reply, she was cut off with the ringing of Finn's cell phone.

Riiiing!

"Hey! I thought we agreed… absolutely no work this weekend… holidays were created for spending time with family NOT personal assistants." Rory mocked as Finn reached into his pocked to answer the obtrusive ringing.

Riiiing!

"First off, love, we've been over this… Thanksgiving isn't actually a holiday. It's an excuse to eat turkey. And second you've already broken your own rule when you stopped to make that call into the office at the last rest stop."

"Hey! That was an emergency… how else would Carl have known not to print Mrs. Zither's obituary… don't you think it would have caused a few problems if that article had actually gone to print… considering she wasn't actually dead and all…"

Riiiing!

"Yea how did that happen anyway?" Finn asked with genuine curiosity, having completely forgotten about the ringing cell phone that was still clenched in his hand. "I mean don't you have people to check on that sort of thing…"

"Finn… you do know that that ringing you're hearing is NOT in your head right?" Rory said as she began to get annoyed by the phone.

"This from the girl who said holidays were 'a time for family,' not work…" Finn mocked as he pressed the "talk" button on his phone. "Hello?"

"Mayday! Maday! Turn 'er around captain! Iceberg ahead!" came the response in a horribly fake Scottish accent.

"Hello? Lorelai?"

"Well you are most certainly not my daughter"

"No, as far as I know I'm not…" Finn replied with a chuckle at Lorelai's antics.

"Well put her on quick, First Mate Finn! Trouble's 'a brewin' on the horizon…" Lorelai said again going back to her accent.

"Aye! Aye! Captain" Finn replied as he passed the phone to Rory (who was staring in confusion having only year Finn's half of the conversation.)

"Hello?" She asked cautiously.

"Turn 'er around captain! She's about to take on water!"

"What? Mom? What the hell are you talking about? Why did you call Finn's phone?" Rory gave an expectant glance at Finn to see if he knew what the heck her mother was talking about… to which he only put up both his hands as if pleading his innocence.

"Because yours has been turned off for the last 20 minutes… but listen you can't come here… believe me you don't WANT to come here… Its better if you just don't come to Thanksgiving at all."

"Mom, I'm already here… I'm pulling up the mansion driveway as we speak…where the are you?"

"I'm here… and I'm not the only one—"

"What? Mom, listen, you're not making sense… we'll be inside in like two seconds and then you can explain everything…I'm getting out of the car as we speak, so I got to go." Rory replied as she hung up.

"What did Lorelai want? She must have known we were only a few minutes away by this point…" Finn asked as he exited the car.

"I'm not exactly sure… but we'll see her in the next 2.5 seconds so we can ask her then."

"Can we make that the next 2.5 minutes? … Because you know if this dinner with your family is going to be as bad as you say it is I could use a little extra encouragement…" Finn said as he took a few steps closer to her.

"And what kind of encouragement would you be referring to Mr. Morgan?" Rory asked in her best "I'm-so-sweet-and-innocent" voice.

"Well since you refused to let me bring any 'liquid courage', I guess I'll just have to settle for the next best thing…" Finn said as he inched even closer.

"Oh really…" Rory said as she slight caught her breath. It was funny how even after being "together" for a few months, being so close to Finn Morgan still took her breath away.

"Yea…" Finn said just as he brushed his lips against Rory's. However the moment of bliss was not to last… only a few seconds later the door suddenly began to swing open and the couple sprang apart. When they turned to see who had interrupted they saw a very frazzled looking Emily Gilmore.

"Grandma," Rory said in a shocked voice.

"Rory… what are you doing out here…" Emily said trying to regain her composure.

"We were just about to ring the bell… I guess you beat us to the punch." Rory said as the blush on her face deepened to a crimson red.

"Well come inside… you'll catch your death out in this cold weather…" Emily replied finally regaining her equanimity.

"Umm… This is Finn, Grandma. Finn Morgan." Rory said as she handed her coat off to the maid.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Mrs. Gilmore." Finn said, speaking for the first time since being caught "in the act".

"Well I've certainly heard a lot about you, young man…" Emily replied.

"None of it actually true, I assure you…" Finn said in a pathetic attempt to alleviate some tension.

"Well hurry up, you two…" Emily called over her shoulder as she led the way into the parlor. "There's no point in making the other guests wait any longer than they already have."

"Other guests?" Rory asked in utter confusion… "I thought you said that it would only be—"

But Rory wouldn't get to finish that sentence because as she turned to enter the parlor she saw that not only were Richard, Emily, Lorelai and Luke sitting there… but also another couple… two people who bore a striking resemblance to Finn.

"Mom… Dad?" Finn said in a shocked voice.

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TBC…

A/N: Ahhh the dreaded cliffhanger… ya gotta love it! … there wasn't too too much action but hey IT WAS AN UPDATE! Right? … haha and please please pretty please review…