Prologue

Rory strolled leisurely down the back alleys of Stars Hollow. It was quarter passed nine in the evening. She had spent the better half of the evening in the public library studying away for whatever test she had the next morning; that she would undoubtedly ace. The town, being as small as it was, made the use of cars almost obsolete.

So leisurely she strolled down the dark alleys; her gait calm and unthreatened. Such a situation, in any other town for a young woman, would be dangerous and frowned upon, but not in Stars Hollow. The crime rate was almost nonexistent. The only real crime Rory could ever remember was when someone had stolen Taylor's car, taken it apart, and reassembled it in the high school gym. There were no criminals.

Shifting the weight of her bag to the other side Rory continued on past the various mom-and-pop stores. The weight was beginning to leave a mark. She easily had over half a dozen books in her possession. Some for study and still more for leisure. She always had her nose in a book.

As she continued her trek home, an awkward feeling came over her. She increased the sped of her gait, anxious to arrive home. At she did so, she noticed the sound of footsteps behind her. Someone was truly behind her. Instinctively, she sped up once more. Her shadower mimicked her actions.

Her heart began to beet in her chest. She could hear the boom-boom, boom-boom in her ears. The footsteps came closer, and they were accompanied by the heavy breathing of another individual. Speeding up her pace, Rory broke out into a sprint, running down the familiar alley way. Her follower did the same, growing ever closer each second.

Her heartbeat beet even faster. She could barely catch her breath as she ran. But her small legs could not keep up. A large hand grabbed her from hind. Clasping onto her shirt, the large hand pulled her back. Caught off guard, she fell backward onto her back.

Wasting no time, the unknown owner of the hand lunged on top of her.

Knowing too well where he was going, Rory cried out, "Help! Stop!"

"Shut up!" a low gruff voice called out. His large hand smacked her across the face.

"Please, leave me alone!" she wailed.

"Shut up, bitch! If you make any noise I'll kill you!" slapping her two more times, the large hands moved toward her shirt and ripped it off. He then moved onto her jeans and within seconds had removed all her clothes, leaving her exposed. She tried to cry out for help, but she was too scared to move. Everything seemed to move in slow motion around her. She couldn't believe what was happening. Throwing himself on top of her, she cried out in pain. The pain was almost too much for her to bear. After several unbearable moments, she let go and left all consciousness.

A/N:

This is my first Gilmore Girls fic so I hope you all enjoy it. Please, please, please R and R! I'm also looking for a beta for this fic, so please let me know in a review if you are interested. Thanks for reading!