Pairing/Character: Quinn, Beth, Rory Gilmore, Paris Gellar
Word Count: 200 (Double Drabble ) ( 64 of 100 )
From her perch on the bandstand steps, Rory watched the younger woman walking across the town square with her niece. Her journalist's nose told her there was something there, some hidden story. Years ago she would have jumped at the idea but time had tempered her impulsive desire to know everything.
There was definitely a family resemblance between the two, she decided. Certainly closer than between Beth and her mother.
Town gossip had it that the enigmatic Quinn Fabray lived with a Broadway actress, something that had kept the local scandalmongers talking for weeks.
"What are you scheming about now?" a voice whispered in her ear, an arm wrapping around her waist.
"Hey, Paris," Rory said, hugging her old classmate. She pointed at Beth and Quinn playing in the snow across the square, laughter drifting to them on the breeze.
"She does have a certain presence," Paris said softly, "to go with those Midwestern Princess looks."
"Midwest? I thought she went to Yale?"
"Top of her class," Paris said.
"How do you know?" Rory asked.
"I have my sources," Paris said haughtily, before laughing and jumping up. "Gilmore! Stop it!"
"You can't resist the tickle," Rory said, wriggling her fingers.