Title: Let Me Fall
Summary: Sequel to Come Home Little Girl, Jess and Rory attempt to get all the details of their wedding organized, before the tyrant of Emily Gilmore tries to take over the wedding, while dealing with new surprises in Stars Hallow
Rating: K+ and a little bit of Teen in there to make things good
Dedication: This is the sequel of Come home little girl, and to all of those who reviewed each part. This is for you ….
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Rory opened her eyes and she groaned at the time. She was a Yale graduate now, and she knew she had to start looking for a job. They couldn't rely on Jess's royalty checks for that much longer, even if he was on the best sellers list. The life of Rory and Jess was full of surprises and full of happiness. But it was life, and there were certain things Rory Gilmore didn't feel excited about doing.
As a child, she knew that people looked at her differently. She was an anomaly. She was the daughter of a teen mother. She was the product of a statistic. And certain stigmatisms came with that. Even Mrs. Kim looked at her in this suspicious way, fearing that maybe something would rub off her and make Lane go down the same path her mother did.
And now when future employers stared her down, trying to find weakness, she would block out that look she had gotten when she was a child. She wanted to look like a disciplined writer, and that she didn't have a something that some would think of as something to be ashamed of.
'Rory, don't you have to be in the city soon?' Jess asks and I groan and try to hide my eyes from the light he had introduced in the room. Whoever invented blinds, needed a serious talking to.
'No, I lied to you. I have no prospects, and I am forever going to live off of you.' I said and Jess chuckled. 'I know that a magazine in New York is looking forward to this interview. Come on Ror, you gotta get up.' Jess tried to pull me up and I moaned. 'No!' I said and Jess sat next to me on the bed.
'Is this the weird glance phobia thing again?' he asks and he rubs my back and I can feel my body moving so his hand is on as much flesh as possible. I get up but still have his hand on me and I snuggle up to him.
'Yeah, it kinda is.' He sighs. 'You know that these people have called here to make sure you would be able to make this. They want you Rory, and once this happens, we are going to move.' He says and I shrug my shoulders.
'I like our life here. This was our first place together, where we fell in love with each other again.' I say and Jess shrugs. 'Yeah, but imagine what would be in store for us in New York?' he says and he pulls me up. 'Come on, you gotta catch that train.'
I followed him begrudging that he was making me go. In the back of my mind, it wasn't the interview that was making me reluctant. It was that if I got this job, and we did relocate, would things be just as amazing there as they were here?
Instead of focusing on that thought I got into the shower and prepared myself for the interview.
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Rory sat in shock while the train took her back to Hartford. She always loved the train. Something about it seemed romantic, full of mystery and wonder and she thought of herself as Katherine Hepburn on her way to the major plot twist in the movie, but now, she had to make a decision.
The interview had gone fabulously. The editor had interviewed her himself, and he loved her work. He wanted her to write a literary review column once a week, and then work on some features. A pop culture beat. He had read some of her gossip reporting, that she had done almost out of spite, defying her grandmother's view of her intended profession.
And now they would have to move to New York. And that was something Rory had a problem with. She didn't know why. It was a beautiful city full of promise and opportunities you couldn't find anywhere else in the world. But if she and Jess did move there, she knew something would change. And it would jeopardize what she has with Jess, and Rory did not like that.
He was filled with pride, because he was now an established writer. He had credentials, and he had a faithful editor who pushed him to new levels in his writing. Charlie Damens was one of the many responsible for making his dream come true.
Jess had so much promise, and she knew that any girl would fall in love with his swagger and his smile, and there was so much competition in New York. And as the train moved through a tunnel, and only a little bit of light filled the train car, she saw the simple but beautiful diamond ring he had put on her finger 2 years before.
They hadn't discussed the wedding, or anything that had to do with it in a long time. They almost got married the summer after their first Christmas together. But things didn't work out and they had been happy to delay the wedding for a time when it wouldn't make their lives hectic.
But now, two years later, Rory had to wonder, maybe that was what made her question if this move was the right thing to do? Because there was no insurance. He could be tempted, and not have to answer to her, he was essentially a free man. Sure he had made a promise, but that didn't mean he had to keep it.
And as the train kept moving towards the destination, Rory began to really think of their future.
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While Rory was contemplating their future, Jess was sitting at his desk looking at the blinking cursor. He had written three books and he was now onto his fourth. But this time, they didn't come to him in spurts of literary genius. As the reviews said about his last book.
Some say that writers could get out works of fiction because of all the turmoil in their lives, and Jess unfortunately, didn't have any. He loved his fiancée and people didn't generally stand in their way or look at him in that disapproving way, that most of Stars Hallow had perfected over the years. In fact he was pretty much one of them.
He had a great relationship with his family, and he had a future full of promise, and they didn't need to worry about the next paycheck. It was an unbelievable chance that a writer could live on the money from their works alone, and here he was doing so, with not too many worries. Or so he thought until Jess faced reality.
He had to present something to Charlie soon, and he had nothing. He had a million ideas, but none of them translated to the page. He had thought he had stumbled upon something, until a few chapters in, and then wham he hit a wall that he couldn't climb or knock down. He was essentially stranded.
He had managed to convince Rory that everything was fine and dandy, but Jess was feeling the pressure. He thought that maybe a change of scene would fix his problem, and it was a fair one. But he could feel Rory's reluctance.
Life seemed perfect for them on the outside, but he was filled with apprehension, and Jess shook his head to clear the swirling doubts and thoughts from his mind, and he began to type about his childhood. Another one of his attempts to create something.
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'Jess you here?' I call as I walk into our cozy apartment. I see Jess typing furiously at his computer. Something that seemed to calm me down. 'Hey, how'd it go?' He asks and he pushes away from his laptop and stands up. 'It went well, I got the job.' I say and he smiles.
'Wow, what did they say?' he asks and he follows me as I walk to the bedroom. I walk into the closet to get some jeans and a shirt and I sigh as I take off my manolos. 'That they loved my writing style. Apparently I have a real wit. I'm now in charge of the literary review, and I am doing the pop culture beat.' Jess comes and hugs me while I stumble with putting on my jeans.
'That's amazing, so we better start looking for an apartment!' Jess says and I just look at him. 'I don't know about that.' I say and I look at his face change from joy to confusion.
'Look Jess, I don't know if I can move to New York, if we go there, we won't last.' I say and he just blinks and doesn't say anything. Normally we can yell and screen at each other and storm off, but it was like Jess was trying not to get mad.
'Why do you think that?' he just simply asked and I watched him and I could see the tension that had automatically settled on his shoulders and face the minute I had spoken my fear out loud. 'New York and us never get along. There's ten million people in that city, and you will realize that they are better..' I stopped when Jess came face to face with me. 'What the hell are you talking about Rory, why would you think that?'
He continues to look at me and I see that I hurt him. 'I'm being stupid, I know this. But at least here we have something to keep us attached to our families, to us, but there, it's just one big city.' Jess snorts. 'Yeah the city is either filled with fashion obsessed career women who are almost mercenary when it comes to men, or there are the city born and bred women who think their gangsta, or the normal people. All three are not what I want. I want you.' He says and takes me hand and I lean into him and rest my head on his shoulder.
'Are you sure?' I asked and Jess was quiet. Finally after a few seconds, but what felt hours, Jess chuckled. 'Since I met you I haven't been able to even look at other women, the minute your eyes met mine, my heart was taken.' My stomach started to flutter and I smiled at how Jess could say things without stepping away from it. Jess no longer resembled that angry boy.
'Then let's do it.' I heard myself say and Jess smiles. 'Are you sure?' He asks tentatively, and I feel myself smile. 'If you take the first step with me, then we will be walking together forever.' I say and he smiles. 'Can I use that?' He asks and I smile. 'Why not?'
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We lay in bed, still clothed, but that didn't really matter at the moment. I had told him about my fears and he had tackled each one and told me how ridiculous it was, but never he questioned why I had these fears. And then he told me his own. 'I've got nothing Rory, I've hit this road block, and I am sinking.' He has whispered to me and I looked over at him and he was scared. 'But I saw you typing when I got home?' I asked and he shrugged.
'It's all nonsense. I will get to a certain part, and then I hit this wall, and it's gone. I need to give Charlie pages, and I have nothing.' He says and this time the panic was out of his voice. It was just a statement. 'Give yourself some time Jess, it will come.' I say and he shrugs while holding onto me. 'And if it doesn't, then the one thing I have ever really excelled at is gone, and what the hell will I do?' He says and I can hear that the fear is back.
'Jess, you just released the last one. Tell Charlie that you need some time, and experience something. It's there, it's just locked somewhere at the moment.' I looked down at my ring and I smiled. I couldn't believe that earlier I thought he didn't want to marry me. Just being here in his arms, made me feel as committed to him as a stupid piece of paper telling us we were married.
I guess Jess saw me playing with my ring and he took my hand and kissed my knuckles. 'Maybe we should take the bull by the horns and do it before we move?' I looked at Jess and I saw that he was smiling. 'We could, I'd never really thought about it.' Jess smiled and kissed me. 'Well think about it.'
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That night we drove to Stars hallow. It was family dinner night. April and Anna would be there, with T.J and Liz, and their adopted son Cody. Luke and Mom would be hosting, and grandpa would probably be there. Grandma had begun to accept that Jess and I were together, she was never nice, but she didn't full out tell me that I was making a mistake every single dinner.
Jess drove us and we got their faster than if I had been driving. Know that he knew the route so well; he could speed, but not break the rules of the road. Ever since we got in that accident, Jess took extra care when I was in the car.
'You realize that when we tell them, your grandmother will know.' Jess says and I laugh. He pulls the car into the driveway, and we see that we are the last ones to arrive. We spent most of the day together in bed.
'It doesn't hurt to trust that she won't take over. We'll just say that we want to do this our way.' I say and Jess nods. 'Your right, you ready?' He asks and I shrug. 'Let's go in.' WE got out of the car and walked towards the door.
Author's Note: I'm having a lot of trouble with You're Beautiful, so here is the sequel of Come Home Little Girl that I promised ya, while I try to work out the kinks. I hope you guys like this part, and keep on reading!