Hello darlings, just wanted to say that I don't own Gilmore Girls, or any of these amazing characters.

One Saturday morning while I was sitting in the couch reading a book, Luke came through the door and walked up to me. I glanced up, "hey", I greeted him. He nodded and sat down next to me.

"What?" I asked annoyed. He sighed, "I wanted to talk to you about something."

"Now, don't you have a diner to run at the moment?"

"It's slow right now; Caesar can take care of it."

I sighed. Why couldn't he just leave me alone? "So what did you want to talk about?" I asked looking back at my book. Luke snapped his fingers. "Jess, I'm up here, get your head out of your book, this is important."

I sighed again and closed my book and set it on the coffee table. "What's so important that it couldn't wait until later?"

"You", I laughed "seriously Luke I'm not that amazing" I heard him sigh.

"I need to talk to you about why you came here." Okay now I was nervous. Did he know? He couldn't know. No one did.

"Wh-What about it?"

"Why do you sound nervous all of a sudden Jess?" "No reason, um what did you want to know?"

He turned so he was facing me more. "Jess I want to know why you were sent here. When Liz said she needed me to take you in she said you got in trouble but she didn't say what and thought it wasn't any of my business because I didn't even know you but I do now and I want to know what trouble you got in."

I scoffed, "I didn't get in any trouble, Liz just didn't want to be a parent anymore."

"It may be true that Liz didn't want to be a parent anymore but that's not why she sent you here, now what did you do?"

I looked down at my shoes. I was hoping he'd buy that excuse. "I didn't do anything wrong Luke, she had to send me here, because she hated me."

Luke put his hand on my shoulder. "Jess, your mom doesn't hate you, she loves you. Why would you think she hates you?"

I looked down again, "because I did something bad."

"What did you do?"

I sniffed; I could feel tears coming on, and I hated it. Why did I have to be pathetic?

"I cut myself"

I heard his sharp intake of breath and he let go of my shoulder. "You what?" Now I heard anger in his voice.

"I um… started cutting myself." "Why would you do that Jess?"

I could feel the tears coming out of my eyes now. I wiped them with the back of my hand.

"I don't know, I just wanted to feel something I guess, but Liz found out one night when I was washing the dishes. She started talking to me and I rolled up my sleeve like an idiot and she grabbed my arm and turned it over and then just walked away like nothing happened. She hasn't talked to me since then, except when she said I was coming here but even that was only a couple words."

"Aw Jess, I'm sorry." I looked up at him, "Can I go now?" He shook his head "Why not."

"We need to talk about you cutting yourself, when did you start?"

"A while back, I don't remember when, it just sort of happened, and then I couldn't stop."

"But you stopped after you came here right?" I looked away "You haven't?" I shook my head. "How many times have you done it while you were here?"

"A lot"

"How much is a lot Jess?"

"Um…mostly every day." I looked up at him, he looked really mad now. I leaned back from him, afraid he might hit me or something.

"Every day? When did you have time to do it every day, you go to school and then work at the diner until closing?"

"I mostly do it at night, or um, in the shower because the blood washes away and then I don't stain anything." He put his hand on my shoulder again and I tensed up and shut my eyes tight, cringing away.

"I'm not going to hit you Jess, calm down, but I want you to know that what you're doing isn't good for you."

"I know."

"You need to stop."

"I know."

"Why haven't you then?"

"Because I'm weak."

"You are not weak Jess, you're a strong person, believe me."

"Look at me, I'm not strong, I'm a horrible person, I'm weak and stupid. I hate myself."

I leaned forward and rested my elbows on my knees with my head in my hands. I was crying again.

"Listen, I'm going to help you through this okay? We can get through this. You're going to stop cutting yourself and maybe we can get you into some sort of counseling, you need someone to talk to."

I looked up at him, "Can't I just talk to you? I don't want to go to counseling."

"You want to talk to me?"

"Well it's better than talking to some therapist." He nodded "Okay, we'll talk, but first you need to show me the cuts."

I looked up at him "Why?"

"Just to make sure you didn't mess up something important and so I can confirm if I need to take you to the doctors or not."

"I don't need to go to the hospital, everything's fine, I'll stop and the cuts will heal and then it will all be good."

"I still need to see your arm Jess, just please let me look."

I sighed and rolled up my sleeves and passed my arm to Luke. He grabbed the sides of my wrist but two fingers and just looked at my arm. "Do you hate me now too Uncle Luke?"

He let go of my arm and looked up at me, "I will never hate you, I love you and I'll always love you, don't forget that okay."

I nodded and I felt his arms come around me. I wrapped my arms around him and put my face in his neck. When we pulled apart he looked at me, "Is it okay if I tell Lorelai?"

"Why would you tell Lorelai?" I asked.

"Because you've given me a lot to handle and I'm not that sure I know how to deal with it and I need someone to talk to about all this, but I won't tell anyone unless it's ok with you."

"Um I guess its okay, you need someone to talk to, I understand."

"I'm here for you Jess, don't forget that, I'll always be here."

I smiled a little bit, "thanks Uncle Luke." He smiled.

"I think I'm going to take a walk now, is that okay?"

He looked at me for a little bit and then said "yeah, just be safe okay?"

"Okay."

I left and went to the bridge to sit for a while.

TBC.

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