"So then he starts ripping my twenty dollar bill into like a million pieces. And I'm thinking to myself, there is a store full of people, why am I the one in line with the crazy magician?" Lorelai was in the middle of telling her daughters a story when Rory yawns. "Okay, I'll cut to the end. He couldn't put it back together again and he had to pay me back in quarters."

"Very good story," Rory mutters with closed eyes.

"You look tired," Lorelai commented.

"I haven't been sleeping very well lately." She opened her eyes to give a weak smile.

"How come?" She asked.

"Just have a lot on my mind." Rory leans her head into her hand.

"You're not staying up studying again, are you?" Anna rubs her back.

"No, it's just everything." She sighs.

"Anything I can do?" Lorelai asked.

"Flag down the coffee." She looks down at her empty mug.

"Arm going up now." She waves Luke over. Rory let out a big yawn again. "Honey, you gotta wake up. Wanna play?"

"Yeah, let's play." Anna nods eagerly.

"One, two, three?" Rory perks up.

"I'll go first." Lorelai nods. They stare out the window.

"And one." Rory counted the old man walking by.

"Pass." Their mom waves her hand.

"Why?" Rory teased.

"Because I'm not Anna Nicole Smith." She scoffs.

"You can't say that without knowing his estate." Anna smiled.

"Next." Lorelai rolls her eyes.

"Two." Anna counted as a teenage boy rode by on a skateboard.

"Hmm, pass." She shook her head.

"Why?" Rory asked again.

"Because I'm not Mary Kay LeTourneau." She laughs.

"Okay." Her daughters nod.

Luke comes to the table with a pot of coffee. He looks out the window to see what they were looking at. When he didn't find anything interesting, he asked, "What are you looking for?"

"My new husband," Lorelai told him.

"She's already passed up two perfectly good prospects." Rory looks up at the man as he fills up her mug.

"One that could have made us rich," Anna adds on.

"But I'm feeling pretty good about number three." Lorelai needs three to be good.

"You got to, you have no other options." Anna put some French vanilla cream into her coffee.

"Do I want to know what you're doing?" Luke wonders what kind of craziness they were bringing into his diner now.

"Hey, Luke came to the table, does that make him number three?" Rory pointed at him.

"No." He answered for himself.

"You don't even know what we're doing." Lorelai was slightly offended that he didn't want to be her pretend husband.

"The safest answer in anything involving the three of you is no." He shook his head to add to his point.

"We're playing one, two, three, he's yours," Lorelai told him anyways.

"I didn't ask." Luke didn't want to know. He knew he would end up getting sucked into it and hate himself later for it.

"You can take the first guy that walks by, or if you decide to pass, assuming there's somebody better out there, you can take the next guy that walks by, or if you don't take him, you're automatically stuck with the third guy." Rory went on to explain the game.

"Got it?" Anna looks up at the man taking in the unwanted information.

"I'm not playing." He reminds them.

"Well, of course not. It's still my turn." Lorelai playfully rolled her eyes.

"Okay, guy number 3 is crossing the street right now." Rory nods out the window. They turn to stare out the window.

"Why am I looking?" Luke found himself moving without thinking.

"Because it's like a train wreck," Lorelai informed him. They see Kirk walking towards the diner making the teens giggle.

"Aww, no!" Lorelai whines.

"Daddy!" Anna made grabby hands like she was a baby wanting to be picked up.

"Not Kirk!"Lorelai knew her daughters would tease her about this for a while.

"Maybe he'll buy me a pony." Rory laughs.

"I wanna go back to the old guy." She regretted passing on him. Being Anna Nicole Smith was better than being Kirk's wife.

"Let's not how the game works." Anna shook her head.

Kirk came into the diner. Luke walks over to him. "Congratulations man." He pats him on the back.

"Uh, thank you." He said slowly, obviously confused. Lorelai, Anna, and Rory start giggling. "What?" He turns to them.

"Nothing." Lorelai tried to stop laughing.

"Okay, did somebody put the kick me sign on my back again?" He reached behind to feel for the paper. It made the Gilmore girls laugh harder. "It wasn't funny last week and it's not funny now! I have asthma." Kirk leaves the diner, no longer feeling hungry.

"Mom, quick he's leaving!" Rory turns to her mother.

"Oh no, Kirk came back, I love you! Drat. All right, your turn." She made a high pitch voice to call for the man.

"I don't know, Mom. You already got Kirk, how's a girl to top that?" Rory smiles.

"You're right, he's yours." Lorelai offers Kirk to her.

"And one," Rory said. They stare out the window to see Dean walking by. Rory gets a sad look on her face.

"Okay, so, we should order." Anna cleared her throat.

"Yeah, ordering's good." Rory nods.


"You realize you've been staring at that same equation for twenty minutes," Tristan told her. They were in a cafe in Hartford doing their homework since Tristan's dad was home.

"It's a hard equation." She put her pencil down.

"Right." He rolls his eyes.

"I'm worried about Rory." She took a sip of her fancy cappuccino that had so much sugar in it that Luke would have a heart attack.

"Everyone goes through breakups, Anna." He thought that she was overly concerned.

"I know that, but Rory can't even be in the same place as him. I wish I knew what the slimy bastard did." She sighs.

"How do you know it was him?" Tristan got annoyed at how perfect Anna made Rory seem. Especially lately when Rory is being rude to everyone including Anna.

"Excuse me, are you saying it's Rory's fault?" She glares.

"It would explain why she doesn't want to talk about it." He shrugs.

"She doesn't want to talk about it because it hurts. Let not talk about it anymore, you're clearly doing that thing were men stick together no matter how stupid the others being." She picks her pencil up to work on the equation.

Tristan bites his tongue to stop from saying that she didn't know anything about the situation, so who was the one being stupid by making assumptions.


"Morning, sunshine." Lorelai came into the kitchen and kissed her youngest on the cheek.

"Morning mom, here you go." She passes her a plate of eggs, waffles, and bacon.

"Thank you, where's your sister?" She put her plate down on the table before grabbing the coffee pot to pour herself a cup.

"Rory is asleep in bed. I didn't want to wake her up, since she was having a hard time sleeping." She put two more plates down on the table.

"It's time for her to get up." Lorelai put her mug down before going to Rory's door. "Time to get up. Hey, I have a huge dilemma that I need your opinion on." Lorelai opens the door to walk in and jumps on her bed.

"What!" Rory groaned. Anna leans on the door frame to watch this disaster.

"Am I more beautiful today than I was yesterday?" She ran a hand through her hair.

"Oh boy." Rory sighs, not opening her eyes.

"I'm just not sure. I mean at first, I looked in the mirror and I thought, well yes, definitely, a huge improvement." Lorelai grabs the pillow from under Rory's head and hugs it to her chest. Anna enters the room to gather Rory's school supplies and put it in her backpack.

"Can I have my pillow back?" She reached for it but wasn't close to grabbing it.

"But then I thought maybe it's not that I'm more beautiful today. Maybe I was just as beautiful yesterday, only I lacked the self-esteem to recognize it." She hits the pillow with the back of her hand.

"I'm gonna go take a shower." Rory groans.

"Well, hurry up and I'll drive you to school." She offers.

"No thanks." She gets out of bed and walks over to her bureau.

"Why so charming this morning?" She sits up.

"I had an annoying visit from the Stars Hollow wake up fairy. Where's my tie?" She opened her drawer to see none was there.

"In your drawer," Anna said. It was always there, Rory kept things in the same place all the time.

"I'm looking in the drawer." She pointed at the opened drawer.

"Hmm. Check the living room" Lorelai suggested.

"Why would my tie be in the living room?" She turned around to look at her.

"Because it's been seeing the doily on the coffee table. I'm sorry, I did not want you to find out this way." She giggles.

"Don't take this personally, but get out." She pointed to the door.

"Okay, you're crabby. Do you know what the perfect cure for crabbiness is? A fabulous trip to the mall. Huh? What do you say? You guys can blow off school and come with me. We can shop, go to the movies, maybe talk a little." She stood up from the bed.

"Yeah, let's go." Anna jumps around.

"No thanks." Rory pulls her uniform out of the drawer.

"Come on, just this once. It might make you feel better." She tried to persuade her.

"I feel fine and I don't want to shop." She closes her drawer.

"Honey, I know you've been in a funk over Dean, but you have to try not to dwell on it all the time," Lorelai said. Anna made a face at her saying the D-word.

"I'm gonna be late for school." Rory shut it down.

"Okay, then just meet me in town around four, and we'll get some Indian food and spoil our dinner. What do you say to that?" She offers Rory, her favorite food to get her to talk.

"Whatever." She walks out of the room.

"Hey, love the enthusiasm. Hey, does Up With People know about you?" Lorelai yells out the room. "Watch her." She turns to the other person in the room.

"Will do." Anna nods.


"Okay, you might have a point about Rory." Tristan leaned against the locker next to hers.

"Why, what happened?" Anna turns to him, feeling panic fills her.

"Calm down, it was nothing dramatic. She wasn't paying attention in English, in fact, she was looking out the window." Tristan told her.

"Oh my god, it's worse than I thought." Anna closes her locker and leans her forehead on it. "Rory doesn't let anything affect her school. I wish she would talk to me, mom, Lane, or anyone at this point. I wish the floppy hair bastard stayed in Chicago."

Rory slammed her hand down the locker by Anna's head, making them jump. "I need to talk to my sister."

"Okay, see you later." He nods to her, before walking away. He hoped it was the Dean talk that would make both of them feel better.

"Mom is talking to Max again." She told her when Tristan was around the corner.

"What?" Anna snapped. It's like while you're trying to defuse a bomb another bomb you didn't even know about goes off.

"Yeah, they've been talking for a few weeks now and they're having dinner this weekend." She told her.

"What the hell happened to honesty?" She slammed her hand into her locker.

"That's what I want to know." Rory hissed. "Now come on, we have a bus to catch." She grabbed her arm and pulled her along to confront their mother.

On the bus ride home, Rory ranted about everyone in her life keeping things from her. With Lorelai hiding Max and Lane hiding Dean being her science partner. When they got off the bus, they saw Lane walking over with three cups of coffee.

"Hi." Lane smiles.

"Hi." Rory and Anna said back. Anna smiles while Rory keeps a straight face.

"I thought you might like some coffee since you always do." She held out the coffee tray.

"Thanks." The sibling took one each.

"So, this feels very awkward." Lane sighs.

"You know, I'm a big girl Lane. I don't need you to protect me from things." Rory told her.

"I just didn't want to make you any sadder than you already are." Lane defenses herself.

"How is telling me that Dean is your study partner, gonna make me sadder?" She glares.

"I don't even want to bring up his name around you." Lane looks down at her coffee.

"That's crazy." She snaps.

"Have you seen your face when you mention Dean?" She pointed out. Saying Dean would always bring a sad look then a change of subject.

"My face is fine." She lied.

"Your face is not fine. Your face is far from fine." Lane called her out on it.

"I'll get over it." She told her.

"Well, you're not over it yet." The wound was fresh and she was trying to be tender about it.

"Maybe I'd get over it a little quicker if everyone weren't so busy running around trying to protect me from all the bad scary things in the world." She yelled.

"Fine, I won't protect you anymore," Lane yelled back.

"Great, glad to hear it." Rory went to walk past her.

"Next time we're walking down the street and you're about to walk into oncoming traffic, I'll give you a little push." Lane wasn't about to let her walk away after yelling at her.

"Exactly what I'm talking about." Rory snapped.

"And in the spirit of not protecting you anymore, I was gonna tell you that I couldn't study tonight because I had bible class, but that's not true. I have to meet Dean again." She let her know.

"Great. Thanks for your honesty." She said sarcastically.

"And I'll probably have to see him again this weekend because the project's due on Monday." She went on.

"Whatever. I don't care. I'll see you when I'll see you." She cut her off.

"Fine." Lane matches Rory's evil glares.

"Fine." Rory rolls her eyes.

"Bye." Lane walks away.

"What the hell is your problem?" Anna yells at Rory.

"Excuse me." She glares at her sister, who she thought was on her side.

"You don't get to treat people like shit, because you're hurt. You can't cry for honesty then when you get it, act like a bitch. Especially when you're not being honest either." Anna was upset to see her sister treat their best friend like that.

"What is that supposed to mean?" She threw her cup of coffee in the trash.

"Why did you and Dean break up?" Anna was ready to throw her hot coffee on her.

"That's none of your business." She gave her a stare that would scare little children.

"Well, it's none of your business that Lane and Dean are science partners. It doesn't affect you in any way, other than you had to walk in and see him. If you want people to stop treating you like a baby then stop acting like one. Go into the market and stop running around this town with your tail between your legs." She let out all the frustration she was trying to suppress to stay supportive.

"What the hell did say to me." She put her foot in front of the other to take a stance.

"Oh, you did not just square up on me." Anna took a stance of her own.

Lorelai was walking across the street when she saw this. She quickly crosses the road and gets in between her daughters. "What the hell are you two doing?"

"I'm tired of her attitude." Anna moves closer to have her mom push her back.

"You make like you're so perfect, but it wasn't that way when your boyfriend left you crying in the middle of the party because he couldn't stand to be around you," Rory yells.

"Okay, that's uncalled for." Lorelai put a finger in Rory's face.

"It's so typical for you to take her side." She turned around to walk away.

"You've been in this mood for a week now and while I love the unexpected ups and downs of motherhood, I've got to say I'm tired of Goofus and I'd like my Gallant back." Lorelai ran after her. Anna followed behind.

"You can't just say a normal sentence right? Just Hey, let's talk is too dull for you." She turned her head to snap at her but kept walking.

Lorelai grabs Rory's arm to stop her. "Hey, let's talk."

"About what? Oh, wait I know. How about you and Mr. Medina?" She turns the tables on her.

"What?" She was confused.

"I've heard you've gotten back together again." She glares.

"Did you talk to Max?" She asked.

"He had me stay after class today to talk about my difficult breakup situation." She scoffs.

"We are not dating. We had been talking and we just now decided to start dating." Lorelai explains the situation.

"Why didn't you tell me you'd been talking?" Rory asked what she was wondering about the whole bus ride home.

"Because it was too much like the whole Todd and Nevina Cutler thing." She looks down at the ground.

"The what?" Anna asked, not getting the reference.

"When I was in junior high, I had a boyfriend, Todd something or other. Not a soul mate, but I was crazy about him and he dumped me. I was completely crushed and I could do nothing except lay around and cry and listen to Air Supply, a very low point in my life. Two days after the breakup my best friend Nevina Cutler got back together with her boyfriend, Randy something or other, who had dumped her days before Todd dumped me. And she was so happy and gloating and couldn't stop talking about how great it was that she had her boyfriend back that it made me feel horrible." She told the story.

"The end. Let's go." Rory wouldn't take the time to see things from her point of view.

"Look, I didn't want to be Nevina Cutler, okay? You were so miserable about Dean. What was I supposed to do? Walk-in and say, sorry about you and Dean but I got Max back, and aren't we happy. Would that have been good?" She grabs Rory to stop her from leaving.

"That would've been great." Rory shots back.

"I was going to tell you, okay? I just wanted to give you some space and a chance to come up for air. I was trying to protect you, that's all. Hey." Rory walks off when she says the word protect.

Lorelai and Anna follow her. Rory throws a low blow while she is walking. "You know, actually, it doesn't matter whether you tell me about Max or not because you're just gonna break up again anyway."

"Excuse me?" Lorelai asked.

"Well, that's what you do best." Rory didn't turn around to see her mom's hurt face.

But, Anna saw it."Hey, stop right there."

"You'll break up, cry, get back together, break up. It doesn't really matter. I'd rather not have to keep track, so tell me when you're down to the final inning." Rory crossed the street.

"You know what, that is way too snotty a thing even for alternate universe Rory to say. I'd like an apology." She put on her mom's voice to let the girl know one wrong move and there be punishment.

"Fine. I apologize. Let's go home." Rory scoffs.

"Yeah, let's go home and try that apology again." Lorelai wasn't going to let her get off that easy.

Rory was heading home but stopped when she noticed that Lorelai and Anna had stopped in front of the market. "What are you doing?" She asked.

"We need light bulbs." She told her.

"We're fine." Rory snaps.

"We're in the dark, Rory?" Anna snaps back.

"It'll take a minute. I assume you won't come in." Lorelai waves to the door.

"No, she has to run away like a baby as usual." Anna grabs her mom's arm and pulls her into the market.


Lorelai and Anna walk in the front door carrying shopping bags. "Rory, I'm back for round two. I got some silly string in case things get really ugly." They walk into the kitchen. "Rory? Where are you?"

"She's not in her room." Anna peeks into the place she's been hiding lately.

"Rory? Answer me, please. Rory?" Lorelai walks into the living room.

After checking the whole house to come up empty. Lorelai grabs her cellphone to call Max while Anna calls Sookie on the house phone. After Sookie agrees to look around town, Anna runs out to check Babettes.

She knocked on the backdoor like she always did. "Hey, sugar." Her neighbor opened the door.

"Babette, is Rory here?" She asked, not wasting time on small talk.

"No, is Rory missing?" She put a hand over her heart.

"We had a fight and she said she was going home. But, she's not there." She explains.

"Oh no, she's been in a bad mood lately." Babette sighs.

"You're telling me." Anna let out a sigh of her own.

"You don't think she ran away, do you?" She looks ready to cry.

"I don't think so. Her school bag is gone, but all her clothes are still here." She remembers having that same thought and opening Rory's closet to be relieved at it being full. "I've never not known where Rory is." She felt bad for saying all those horrible things.

"Rory's a smart girl, she's just emotional right now." Babette rubs her arm.

"What's wrong with Rory?" Morey came to the door when Babette didn't come back into the living room.

"Rory's gone." His wife told him.

"Yeah, she got into a cab." He told them.

"What?" Anna asked.

"She came home, went into the house to come back out and a cab picked her up," Morey told them what he saw when he took Apricot out for some fresh air.

"Where would she take a cab to?" Babette wonders.

"Thank you, Morey. You were a big help." Anna smiles at the man before running home. "Mom, Mom!" She ran into the house to see her mom in Max's arms.

"What is it, honey? Is she at Babette's?" She pushes Max away to ask.

"She's at Grandma's." She told her.

"What, no!" Lorelai shook her head.

"Morey saw her get in a cab. So, she's not in town. The only place she can be is Grandma's. She just gave us those rooms. It makes perfect sense. That's the place where nothing will remind her of Dean." She explains her theory.

The phone rang making Lorelai run to it. "Rory?...What?...She's there? Is she okay?... Well, let me talk to her…..We had a disagreement."

"It's definitionally Grandma," Anna told Max based on her mom's annoyed tone. "Hi, by the way."

"Hi," He nods.

"Will you just put her on the phone please, Mom….Thank you for your input. Can I please talk to my daughter?... Her room is here, Mom. I'm standing here, looking at her room and she's not in it." She walks to the kitchen to stare into Rory's empty room.

"I'll pick her up in the morning….I'll pick her up after school….I'll talk to you tomorrow." She hung up the phone.

"So?" Max asked.

"She's with my parents in Hartford," Lorelai confirmed it.

"Good." He nods.

"Good?" Lorelai snaps.

"Bad?" He asked.

"Bad, very bad." She told him.

"She's safe." He reasoned.

"She's with my mother. No one is safe with my mother." She shook her head.

"She's physically safe, maybe not emotionally." Anna shrugs.

"It's like the Amityville Horror without all the good times." She was upset that Rory was running to her grandma for comfort.

"If it's that bad maybe you should go get her," Max looked between them.

"No, she wanted to get away from me. She wants to be alone. Give her, her space." Lorelai walks into the kitchen. Max follows her. Anna went up to her room. She sat on her bed. While she was relieved her sister was okay. She was also angry, she could have left a note or something. She left without a care about anyone else.


Lorelai and Anna walk into Luke's and plop themselves down. "Geez, what happened to you two?" He looked at the two worn-out ladies.

"A Good Afternoon to you too," Anna grumbled.

"Sorry, you just look bad." Luke reasoned.

"We didn't get much sleep last night," Lorelai told him.

"Why not?" He asked.

"We had a fight and Rory ran away," Anna explained.

"What! Where! Did you. ." Luke put down his coffee pot, ready to search the streets.

"She's fine. She's at my mother's." Lorelai calms him down.

"Geesh, throw that information in with the first part. You'll scare a person to death." Luke told Anna.

"You know, I got in my car three times to go get her. I drove halfway there and drove back, drove halfway there, and drove back. I actually ran out of gas driving halfway there and back. I let Anna stay home because she fell from exhaustion this morning walking to the bathroom." Lorelai moved her hands back and forth.

"It was a good thing that the gas station was right down the street." Anna thought how sacred she was walking down the highway late at night.

"She'll cool off and come home," Luke reassured them.

"I know. Just breaking up with Dean has been so hard on her." Lorelai sighs.

"Yeah." He nods.

"I hate that she's going through this. She's such a good kid. She's so nice to everyone, she cares about everyone. And she's walking around in this unbelievable pain and there's nothing I can do about it. She still won't talk to me. She won't tell me what happened." Lorelai wanted to help but Rory wouldn't let her in.

"I'll tell you what happened. That Dean kid is a jerk and he finally let her know it." He slammed his hand on the counter.

"I wish I could just pinch his head right off." Lorelai pinches the air.

"I want to kick him in the balls." Anna kicks her feet out.

"I'll help either of you." Luke offers.

"I warned him. I warned him when I first met him if he hurt her . . Ah. Maybe I could key his car." Lorelai thought of the revenge she could get.

"Or better yet, you can key Taylor's car and tell him Dean did it," Luke suggested.

"Yeah. That'd be good." Anna pointed at him.

"You can key Taylor's car, tell him Dean did it, and also tell him that Dean littered and walks his dog without a leash." Luke knew that the force of Taylor was like no other.

"He'll run him out of town." Lorelai cheers.

"Good." Anna and Luke nod.

"Alright. We should go. Rory's probably out of school by now." Lorelia and Anna stood up.

"Coffee's on the house." He offers.

"Oh, thanks. Hey, is that the belt I bought you?" She pointed at it.

"Oh yeah, yeah, yeah. The old one broke." He looks down.

"Oh, lucky you happened to have a spare." She smiles.

"Yeah. Hey. She'll be home soon." He knew the Gilmore girls couldn't fight for long.

Lorelai nods in agreement as they leave the diner. Anna stops as Lorelai stands in front of the market thinking about going inside, then walks away. She walks back, then walks away again. The whole time Anna followed her, almost running into her a few times. She walks back a third time and goes in. She walks over to Dean, who is stocking shelves, and taps him on the shoulder. "Got a minute?" She asks.

"Actually I'm, uh. ." He mutters.

"I want to tell you that I think you are scum." She cut him off.

"Gee... thanks." He rolls his eyes.

"You are gonna be hard-pressed to find another girl as fantastic as Rory, you know that? She is beautiful and she is smart and she did not deserve to be treated that way by you." She glares up at the tall teenager.

"Treated what way?" He raised his voice.

"I thought you were a good guy. I thought you were going to make her happy. I'm such an idiot that I actually thought you were a good pick. But, I was wrong and I hate to be wrong." She pokes his chest.

"I am sick and tired of everyone blaming this thing on me. You and the whole stupid town looking at me like I'm a criminal. I say I love you and she just sits there and I'm the jerk? I'm the bad guy?" He yells.

"What?" She looks confused.

"You know what? Fine, think what you want, I don't care. Just leave me alone." He went back to stocking the shelf.

"Pick up Rory without me," Anna whispers. Lorelai looks between her and Dean's back a few times before walking out. "You know what, you are the bad guy." She leaned against the shelf.

"I'm the bad guy for loving her and no being loved back." He scoffs.

"No, you're the bad guy for breaking up with her over it. You were going out for three months, not three years. Rory is a processor, this was her first relationship. If you waited even a day, she would have said it back." She wanted him to know how bad he fucked up.

He stops stocking and turns to her. "You think, she loves me?"

"I know she does, if she didn't, she wouldn't be in so much pain right now that she's lashing out at everyone." She crossed her arms over her chest. "But, it doesn't matter. She'll get over you with time and she'll be better for it. All you are is a manipulative, controlling jackass."

"How is it that you have all these problems with me now when you were buddies with me a few weeks ago." He shook his head at her like she was a fussy child.

"Because I pushed the red flags to the side for my sister's sake. But, not anymore. When she told you she didn't like you staring while she read or did her homework, you did it anyway and manipulated her into calling it sweet. When she tells you not to call, you do it 50 times. You don't respect her boundaries at all. Maybe you should rethink if you loved her at all." She walked out of the market.


"Hey," Rory walks into her sister's room. "I'm sorry for being as you said a bitch."

"I'm sorry for being a bitch too. I knew you were going through something and I was horrible to you." She stood up from her bed.

"No, you should never let anyone treat you like that no matter what." She hugs her. "So were you there when mom yelled at Dean" She pulls away to sit on the bed.

"Yeah, I did some yelling of my own." She sat next to her.

"Oh no, poor Dean." She sighs.

"Screw Dean, he should have been more sensitive. He knows that you're a processor." She scoffs. "Do you want to get back together with him?"

"I don't know, why?" She shrugs.

"I kind of hope you don't." She whispers.

"Why?" She looks at her.

"He doesn't respect your boundaries. He calls when you ask him not to. He stares when you ask him not to. He wants a submissive housewife, something he is going to try to force you to be." She reasoned.

"He wouldn't do that. He knows my dreams." She shook her head.

"He knows you want alone time once in a while and he never gives it to you. He manipulated you into thinking all his stalker tendencies are cute." Anna grabs her hands.

"He doesn't have stalker tendencies." She sighs. "Whether we get back together or not, I don't want you to be mean to him."

"If you don't get back together I won't have to talk to him. If you do, I'll behave if he does." No matter how much she didn't want them back together, she knew Rory loved him. So, it was only a matter of time.

"Thank you." She put her head on her sister's shoulder.