Post by brown_eyed_girl on Mar 15, 2003 0:33:35 GMT -5
Title- Of Diamonds and Dust
Author- Materialgrl82
Pairing- Paris/Jess
Disclaimer- I don’t own them. They belong to Amy Sherman-Palladino, The WB, Dorothy Parker Drank Here and Hofflund Pollone. I’m borrowing them in my boredom.
Summary- A prequel of “Returning A Favor”. Still a future fic, although it’s earlier than “Returning A Favor”. Similar content of fluff, I hope not too unbearable though.
Spoilers- May refer to anything and everything from both seasons.
Rating- Pg, I might swear a couple times.
“Paris, I really have to leave. Mom’s expecting me home at 3 sharp for a Sookie dinner.”
“So you have to be there for 6?” Paris stated, jokingly.
“Probably. You know how Gilmore time works.”
“Way too much time with you. Summer should do me good.”
“Yeah, if you aren’t too busy with work. You are such an overachiever.”
“And you’re one to talk?” Paris teased.
“Of course not, but that’s never stopped me before. Anyways, call me. Here’s my number at Mom’s, and don’t be afraid to use it often.” After slipping the small, white paper into her hands, I pulled her into a hug. Pulling back, I climbed into the driver’s seat of my Escalade.
“You know I’ll call. Here’s the number to the ‘Gellar Mansion’. See you soon.” And with that, we separated.
Pulling into the eroded driveway, I took in the comfortable atmosphere of home. ‘It’s still the same old house.’ I thought to myself. Parking my Escalade, I locked the door immediately. Suddenly thinking to myself how ridiculous that was in Stars Hollow, I realized just how much Boston had affected me. Leaving my thoughts, I opened the door and headed towards the kitchen. I found a note sitting on the table that read: ‘Hey Sweetie! I went to Luke’s, big surprise. Come join me when you get in. I’ll stay ‘til you get there. And dinner’s at the inn, we had a change of plans. Love, Mom.’ Dropping my keys into the pocket of my jeans, I decided to walk the short distance to the diner.
Opening the metal and glass door of Luke’s, I saw a scene I never expected. There at the counter was my mom in a bar stool, and Luke leaning across the counter. No doubt they were fighting over coffee as usual. The stunning part however was seeing Jess sitting in the barstool to the right of my mom. ‘Why is Jess in town? We’ve kept in touch and I didn’t know he would be here!’ My feet quickly speeding up, I headed over immediately hugging my mom. After that hugging Luke, and then Jess. Figuring this would be a long evening, since I was early, I sunk into the barstool on the other side of Mom.
“So Jess, how long have you been in town?” I inquired, very curious.
“A couple weeks, why?”
“You’ve been in town a couple weeks and didn’t tell me!” I glared at Jess. “And neither did you!” I said, shooting a glare towards Mom.
“It’s called a surprise! We thought you’d get that, Little Miss Harvard.” Mom joked.
“Actually, that’s Paris.” I mumbled to myself.
“Oh, how is the former Ice Queen?” Mom asked. ‘So much for mumbling.’
“Former Ice Queen?” Jess said, incredulously.
“Oh, definitely. But she’s amazing now.” I said, not wanting to ruin Paris’ reputation, knowing the wrath I would deal with later.
“Sounds like me, except female.” Jess added.
“Highly likely. Except the social grace and high society factor.”
“Oh no. Not one of your rich little trust fund friends.” Jess whined.
“Why, of course. Besides, you’ve met Paris.” I stated, as if just remembering it myself.
“Wha…? When?” Jess inquired, clearly confused.
“Junior year. Luke’s food. A so-called delivery. Me being ultimately screwed since Dean found out you were over.” I said, recalling the events.
“Oooh, drama.” Mom added from my right.
“Mom, shush. Luke, entertain her please!” I said, quickly.
“Oh! Her! I remember. The lactose intolerant one?”
I laughed slightly. “It hasn’t even been four years and that’s all you remember?”
“Of course. You expected my memory to be amazing, I’m Jess.”
“I guess I shouldn’t assume any less.” I gave in.
“So back to the former Ice Queen. When will we be seeing her chilliness?” Lorelai inquired, giggling.
“I don’t know. We exchanged numbers. Sometime.” I said, obviously lacking a plan.
Whipping out her cell phone, Mom shoved it towards me. “Call her. She can come for Sookie’s feast. I’m guessing she’s in Hartford, right?”
“Yeah, she is. I’ll call and we’ll see.” I flipped open the sign, ignoring Luke frantically pointing at the sign behind the counter. According to Mom and Jess’ laughter, Luke was either still pointing or thoroughly disgusted.
“Hello?” A very British sounding voice answered.
“Hello. This is Rory Gilmore calling for Paris Gellar. Is she available?” I said, invoking my ‘proper’ manners.
“Hold on a moment. I will go get Miss Gellar.”
“Thank you.”
“Hello?” Paris’ voice sounded out.
“Hey Paris. You know that Sookie feast I was talking about?”
“Yeah, I think so.”
“Would you like to come? My mom insists on seeing you.”
“I won’t be imposing?”
“You shouldn’t be. As far as I can tell it will be me, Mom, Jess, Luke, Sookie, Jackson, and possibly more of Stars Hollow. One more won’t matter.”
“Well, when you put it that way, it makes me feel so wanted.” Paris said, sarcastically.
“Come on Paris! I really want you to come.”
“Alright. I’m free tonight, so I’ll be there.”
“7 at the Independence Inn. Stars Hollow.”
“Sounds good. See you at 7.”
“Thanks! Bye.” And I was answered with the dial tone.
A couple hours later, the smaller dining room of the Independence Inn was full of people. All ready to be
eating some of Sookie’s culinary delights, they sunk into their chairs. Since many were already acquainted with one another, most of the seating didn’t surprise me, however seeing my mom sitting between Jess and Luke, I was more than shocked. ‘Apparently a lot has happened in a month.’ As Paris and I approached the table, we sat in the two seats between Sookie and Jess. Within minutes, Paris and Jess we’re highly involved in a conversation.
Many weeks after my homecoming, I was fairly settled into Stars Hollow. It felt weird to be home, but I definitely enjoyed the well known company. Lane had stopped in the previous week, and we had spent time catching up. I’d also spent time with Mom and Luke as well as kicking back with Jess and Dean. Apparently the two had put their differences aside, Jess claiming he needed someone his own age because Lorelai and Luke were just a little too old for him. ‘What Mom would think of being called old.’ I thought with a small laugh. Soon I was broken from my reflections by the incessant ringing of the phone.
“Hello?” I said, slightly exasperated. The phone had been impossible to find.
“Where was it this time? Couch cushion? Magazine rack? Under clothes? In the closet?” The sarcastic voice on the other end teased.
“Actually it was in the freezer.” I said, jokingly.
“I’d really like to talk to you, Ror.”
“Alright, Lukes? Half an hour?”
“No, not Luke’s. And how about now?”
“You’re here already? Wait, of course, I shouldn’t be surprised. Okay, I guess no Luke’s. Al’s then?” I suggested.
“Sure.”
“I’ll be out the door in a few. I need shoes.”
“Fine, just hurry it up. We really need to talk.” Paris demanded slightly.
“Alright, I get that it’s important.” And with that I hung up the phone. A few seconds later, I shut the front door, signaling to Paris I was ready. We quickly decided to walk to Al’s so we’d have more time to talk.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, cutting to the chase.
“It’s about, well…” She trailed off, hesitating.
“You did not drag me out to talk if it was nothing.”
“So its not nothing, but you’ll bug me about it.”
“Just tell me. I can’t help unless you tell.” I stated, pointedly.
“Alright, its about…Jess.”
“Jess? Why Jess? Did he pull some stupid prank again?”
“Probably, but none I know of. Well, I’ve been talking with him on the phone sometimes lately…”
“Yeah, yeah. Tell me something I don’t know. I see Jess everyday, of course I know that!” I said, wanting to know the interesting part. ‘I’m definitely losing my patience.’
“Alright, no need to get whiny. I guess I’m kind of, well, interested in Jess. And I don’t know what to do.”
“And you came to me? When was my last serious relationship?” I was curious.
“Way too long ago for your own good. But you know Jess, and I know you’ll help.”
“Damn right I will. Just don’t start acting weird around him, whatever you do. He’ll know something’s up then. I’ll talk to him and see what I can do.”
“Thanks Ror. You’re really helpful.”
“No problem. You owe me one day, that’s all.”
“I’m forever in your debt.” She joked.
“Actually, Jess’ birthday is coming up. A couple days ago, I got the idea to throw him a surprise party. You wanna help?”
“Sure. That’d be fun. When’s his birthday?”
“His birthday’s July 12th and I would really like to have the party on his actual birthday.”
“That sounds pretty good. We could start planning now if you want? I don’t have anything to do this afternoon.”
“Alright, we should go talk to Mom and Luke for a little while then.”
“Wait, won’t Jess be at the diner?”
“We can stop and get Dean to do something with him for a couple hours maybe.”
“Alright, so Dean’s house then?” Paris questioned, trying to affirm a plan.
“Definitely.” And with that we headed towards Dean’s house.
After twenty minutes or so, we explained everything to Dean and he picked Jess up to go play some football in the park, or something along those lines. We soon strolled into the diner, Paris and I both eager to spill our plans to Mom and Luke. After the words Jess and surprise, Mom was in, and after some explaining, Luke agreed as well. Paris and I moved into a booth and started planning lists of guests.
Author- Materialgrl82
Pairing- Paris/Jess
Disclaimer- I don’t own them. They belong to Amy Sherman-Palladino, The WB, Dorothy Parker Drank Here and Hofflund Pollone. I’m borrowing them in my boredom.
Summary- A prequel of “Returning A Favor”. Still a future fic, although it’s earlier than “Returning A Favor”. Similar content of fluff, I hope not too unbearable though.
Spoilers- May refer to anything and everything from both seasons.
Rating- Pg, I might swear a couple times.
“Paris, I really have to leave. Mom’s expecting me home at 3 sharp for a Sookie dinner.”
“So you have to be there for 6?” Paris stated, jokingly.
“Probably. You know how Gilmore time works.”
“Way too much time with you. Summer should do me good.”
“Yeah, if you aren’t too busy with work. You are such an overachiever.”
“And you’re one to talk?” Paris teased.
“Of course not, but that’s never stopped me before. Anyways, call me. Here’s my number at Mom’s, and don’t be afraid to use it often.” After slipping the small, white paper into her hands, I pulled her into a hug. Pulling back, I climbed into the driver’s seat of my Escalade.
“You know I’ll call. Here’s the number to the ‘Gellar Mansion’. See you soon.” And with that, we separated.
Pulling into the eroded driveway, I took in the comfortable atmosphere of home. ‘It’s still the same old house.’ I thought to myself. Parking my Escalade, I locked the door immediately. Suddenly thinking to myself how ridiculous that was in Stars Hollow, I realized just how much Boston had affected me. Leaving my thoughts, I opened the door and headed towards the kitchen. I found a note sitting on the table that read: ‘Hey Sweetie! I went to Luke’s, big surprise. Come join me when you get in. I’ll stay ‘til you get there. And dinner’s at the inn, we had a change of plans. Love, Mom.’ Dropping my keys into the pocket of my jeans, I decided to walk the short distance to the diner.
Opening the metal and glass door of Luke’s, I saw a scene I never expected. There at the counter was my mom in a bar stool, and Luke leaning across the counter. No doubt they were fighting over coffee as usual. The stunning part however was seeing Jess sitting in the barstool to the right of my mom. ‘Why is Jess in town? We’ve kept in touch and I didn’t know he would be here!’ My feet quickly speeding up, I headed over immediately hugging my mom. After that hugging Luke, and then Jess. Figuring this would be a long evening, since I was early, I sunk into the barstool on the other side of Mom.
“So Jess, how long have you been in town?” I inquired, very curious.
“A couple weeks, why?”
“You’ve been in town a couple weeks and didn’t tell me!” I glared at Jess. “And neither did you!” I said, shooting a glare towards Mom.
“It’s called a surprise! We thought you’d get that, Little Miss Harvard.” Mom joked.
“Actually, that’s Paris.” I mumbled to myself.
“Oh, how is the former Ice Queen?” Mom asked. ‘So much for mumbling.’
“Former Ice Queen?” Jess said, incredulously.
“Oh, definitely. But she’s amazing now.” I said, not wanting to ruin Paris’ reputation, knowing the wrath I would deal with later.
“Sounds like me, except female.” Jess added.
“Highly likely. Except the social grace and high society factor.”
“Oh no. Not one of your rich little trust fund friends.” Jess whined.
“Why, of course. Besides, you’ve met Paris.” I stated, as if just remembering it myself.
“Wha…? When?” Jess inquired, clearly confused.
“Junior year. Luke’s food. A so-called delivery. Me being ultimately screwed since Dean found out you were over.” I said, recalling the events.
“Oooh, drama.” Mom added from my right.
“Mom, shush. Luke, entertain her please!” I said, quickly.
“Oh! Her! I remember. The lactose intolerant one?”
I laughed slightly. “It hasn’t even been four years and that’s all you remember?”
“Of course. You expected my memory to be amazing, I’m Jess.”
“I guess I shouldn’t assume any less.” I gave in.
“So back to the former Ice Queen. When will we be seeing her chilliness?” Lorelai inquired, giggling.
“I don’t know. We exchanged numbers. Sometime.” I said, obviously lacking a plan.
Whipping out her cell phone, Mom shoved it towards me. “Call her. She can come for Sookie’s feast. I’m guessing she’s in Hartford, right?”
“Yeah, she is. I’ll call and we’ll see.” I flipped open the sign, ignoring Luke frantically pointing at the sign behind the counter. According to Mom and Jess’ laughter, Luke was either still pointing or thoroughly disgusted.
“Hello?” A very British sounding voice answered.
“Hello. This is Rory Gilmore calling for Paris Gellar. Is she available?” I said, invoking my ‘proper’ manners.
“Hold on a moment. I will go get Miss Gellar.”
“Thank you.”
“Hello?” Paris’ voice sounded out.
“Hey Paris. You know that Sookie feast I was talking about?”
“Yeah, I think so.”
“Would you like to come? My mom insists on seeing you.”
“I won’t be imposing?”
“You shouldn’t be. As far as I can tell it will be me, Mom, Jess, Luke, Sookie, Jackson, and possibly more of Stars Hollow. One more won’t matter.”
“Well, when you put it that way, it makes me feel so wanted.” Paris said, sarcastically.
“Come on Paris! I really want you to come.”
“Alright. I’m free tonight, so I’ll be there.”
“7 at the Independence Inn. Stars Hollow.”
“Sounds good. See you at 7.”
“Thanks! Bye.” And I was answered with the dial tone.
A couple hours later, the smaller dining room of the Independence Inn was full of people. All ready to be
eating some of Sookie’s culinary delights, they sunk into their chairs. Since many were already acquainted with one another, most of the seating didn’t surprise me, however seeing my mom sitting between Jess and Luke, I was more than shocked. ‘Apparently a lot has happened in a month.’ As Paris and I approached the table, we sat in the two seats between Sookie and Jess. Within minutes, Paris and Jess we’re highly involved in a conversation.
Many weeks after my homecoming, I was fairly settled into Stars Hollow. It felt weird to be home, but I definitely enjoyed the well known company. Lane had stopped in the previous week, and we had spent time catching up. I’d also spent time with Mom and Luke as well as kicking back with Jess and Dean. Apparently the two had put their differences aside, Jess claiming he needed someone his own age because Lorelai and Luke were just a little too old for him. ‘What Mom would think of being called old.’ I thought with a small laugh. Soon I was broken from my reflections by the incessant ringing of the phone.
“Hello?” I said, slightly exasperated. The phone had been impossible to find.
“Where was it this time? Couch cushion? Magazine rack? Under clothes? In the closet?” The sarcastic voice on the other end teased.
“Actually it was in the freezer.” I said, jokingly.
“I’d really like to talk to you, Ror.”
“Alright, Lukes? Half an hour?”
“No, not Luke’s. And how about now?”
“You’re here already? Wait, of course, I shouldn’t be surprised. Okay, I guess no Luke’s. Al’s then?” I suggested.
“Sure.”
“I’ll be out the door in a few. I need shoes.”
“Fine, just hurry it up. We really need to talk.” Paris demanded slightly.
“Alright, I get that it’s important.” And with that I hung up the phone. A few seconds later, I shut the front door, signaling to Paris I was ready. We quickly decided to walk to Al’s so we’d have more time to talk.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, cutting to the chase.
“It’s about, well…” She trailed off, hesitating.
“You did not drag me out to talk if it was nothing.”
“So its not nothing, but you’ll bug me about it.”
“Just tell me. I can’t help unless you tell.” I stated, pointedly.
“Alright, its about…Jess.”
“Jess? Why Jess? Did he pull some stupid prank again?”
“Probably, but none I know of. Well, I’ve been talking with him on the phone sometimes lately…”
“Yeah, yeah. Tell me something I don’t know. I see Jess everyday, of course I know that!” I said, wanting to know the interesting part. ‘I’m definitely losing my patience.’
“Alright, no need to get whiny. I guess I’m kind of, well, interested in Jess. And I don’t know what to do.”
“And you came to me? When was my last serious relationship?” I was curious.
“Way too long ago for your own good. But you know Jess, and I know you’ll help.”
“Damn right I will. Just don’t start acting weird around him, whatever you do. He’ll know something’s up then. I’ll talk to him and see what I can do.”
“Thanks Ror. You’re really helpful.”
“No problem. You owe me one day, that’s all.”
“I’m forever in your debt.” She joked.
“Actually, Jess’ birthday is coming up. A couple days ago, I got the idea to throw him a surprise party. You wanna help?”
“Sure. That’d be fun. When’s his birthday?”
“His birthday’s July 12th and I would really like to have the party on his actual birthday.”
“That sounds pretty good. We could start planning now if you want? I don’t have anything to do this afternoon.”
“Alright, we should go talk to Mom and Luke for a little while then.”
“Wait, won’t Jess be at the diner?”
“We can stop and get Dean to do something with him for a couple hours maybe.”
“Alright, so Dean’s house then?” Paris questioned, trying to affirm a plan.
“Definitely.” And with that we headed towards Dean’s house.
After twenty minutes or so, we explained everything to Dean and he picked Jess up to go play some football in the park, or something along those lines. We soon strolled into the diner, Paris and I both eager to spill our plans to Mom and Luke. After the words Jess and surprise, Mom was in, and after some explaining, Luke agreed as well. Paris and I moved into a booth and started planning lists of guests.