Disclaimer - I own Rory Mariano.. not Rory Gilmore... Rory Lucille Mariano (Lucy), and I own Darcy Kentwood Mariano.
That is all I own, unfortunately.

Title: Love Never Dies
Summary: A wife, and a daughter. What more could Jess ask for? Besides his ex-lover... Future Fic.
Rating: PG
Pairings: Literati (maybe); JavaJunkie; Darcy/Jess (maybe)
Author: Blair; Jessroryfan24; Ham... whatever the heck you wanna call me.

Jess

He named her Rory. His wife, Darcy, apparently didn't know who Rory was, because she allowed it. She said the name was exotic and original. He thought it was beautiful, and it reminded him of his first love. Her full name was Rory Lucille Mariano. He called her Lucy because he thought calling her Rory would be creepy, Darcy didn't get that either.

Jess never told his wife about Rory, because she would probably be threatened by her and he didn't want that. Jess hadn't even talked to Rory in a long time. Not that he didn't think about her, because he thought about her constantly. Even though he married Darcy, Rory will always be his true love. No matter what.

When Lucy was learning how to read, Jess only read her Ayn Rand books. Because Rory had once told him Ernest Hemingway was too painful for anyone's ears. Darcy didn't like to read. She said it was a waste of time. Jess wanted Lucy to grow up to read and be smart, like Rory. He tells her stories about Rory, because Lucy can't talk, so she won't ask Darcy who Rory is.

He always said that Lucy had Rory's eyes. He didn't even know how she did but she did. Darcy has green eyes, and Jess has brown. But her hair was black and thick like his, with so many waves. She has olive skin and a cute little button nose. Across Lucy's nose there is a trail of freckles, that are on both of her cheeks, too. The cutest thing about her, though, is her demples, when she smiles. Whenever Lucy does something utterly wrong Jess can't really get on to her, because she is so cute.

Lately, Darcy and Jess have been fighting, about stupid stuff really. Stuff like: he works too much, he never tells her he loves her, he always goes to bed late, he reads when she is trying to be intimate, and he is always in his office. He always seems distracted and he has been like that since they first had Lucy. It was all going downhill, and they both knew it.

Darcy was cleaning the house up and even though he always tells her not to go to his office, because he likes it how it is, she does anyway. She wants it to be clean and match the rest of the house. While she was organizing papers she found a picture of a brown headed girl with blue eyes smiling brightly in a yellow bridesmaids dress. She flipped the picture to the next one and it was Jess and the same girl smiling together. Him in a tux, and her in the yellow dress. She looked at the other picture, it was one of the same girl with Jess, sitting on a bridge. She was taking the picture of them and he was kissing her cheek. The last one was one of the SAME girl sitting on a bench reading a book. She was very pretty. Darcy quickly tucked the pictures under her arm, and finished cleaning up his office, furious.

'No wonder he doesn't want me to come in here! Is he cheating on me? No. Jess would never. Or would he? I mean, I don't even know him anymore. Or did I ever know him? Stop! Stop Darcy, Jess is not cheating on you. You are over-reacting and everything is fine.' Darcy thought to herself, even though she didn't think it was quite true. She heard the front door open and close. So she got out of his office, and closed the door, locking it.

"I'm home." Jess called from the door, in a monotone voice.

Darcy slid the pictures in her jacket pocket, and walked out to greet him, "Hey Jess."

Jess smiled slightly, "Hey."

She walked over and kissed his cheek, "You have a good day?"

Jess nodded, while taking off his coat, "Yea... it was alright." He put his coat on the coat hanger and walked into the living room.

'Daddy! Daddy!" Lucy ran into the living room and jumped into Jess's arms, "I start school tomorrow!! Are you going to take me? Mom says she can't."

Jess looks from Lucy to Darcy, "Ofcourse daddy will take you.." he kisses her cheek.

Lucy smiles, "Yay!! You get to meet my teacher.. I heard the prince tell mommy that she is very nice."

Jess laughs, "You mean the principal?"

Lucy rolls her eyes, "Yea.. whatever."

Jess tickles her stomach, "You are such a smart-aleck."

Lucy cocks her head to the side, giggling "A what?"

Darcy walked into the kitchen, mumbling, "It means you are just like your father..."

Jess heard her but decided to ignore it.

Lucy hung on to her daddy, "Can you tell me another story about Princess Rory?"

Darcy didn't turn around and ask any questions. She figured Princess Rory was Lucy, seeing as Lucy's first name was Rory. So she just walked into the living room, and turned on the vacuum.

Jess nodded, "Sure, baby, just go in bed, and I will be there in a minute."

Lucy jumped down out of Jess's arms and ran into her bedroom.

Jess looked at the clock that read '8:25 P.M.' he walked into his office, and stopped dead in his tracks, "Darcy!"

Darcy turned off the vacuum cleaner and followed Jess's voice. She walked in behind him, "What?"

Jess was staring at his office, "What the hell?"

Darcy shrugged, "Jess... your office needed to be clean. You couldn't find anything. It was a mess."

Jess ran his hands through his hair, "Damn it, Darcy! I liked it like that!"

Darcy stood with her hands on her hips, "You liked not being able to find anything?!"

Jess nods, "Yes! I knew where everything was! it doesn't matter who else knew! I hate being organized!"

Darcy shook her head, "You know what, Jess?"

Jess sighed heavily, "What, Darcy?"

Darcy was about to say something about the pictures she found, but Lucy interrupted, "Daddy!"

Jess looked at Darcy, "Excuse me, my daughter wants me." he said in a cold tone as he brushed past her and walked into Lucy's room.

Darcy looked down, angry, and didn't even look at him. She walked into the living room and put the vacuum up.

Jess walked into Lucy's room, "Yea Luc?"

Lucy smiles up at him, "Story.. please.."

Jess nods and walks over to her bed, he pulls the little pink chair up and sits on it, then starts his tale.

After getting her to sleep, finally, Jess goes into his bedroom.

Darcy was pulling the covers back in the bed, she didn't even look up at him.

Jess sighed, "Darcy... why did you even go in my office? You know I hate that."

Darcy stood up, angry, and ready to start another fight, "Why?! Why do you hate that, Jess?!"

Jess took off his shirt, "Because! It's my office! I don't want anything misplaced!"

Darcy shakes her head, "Bull!"

Jess furrows his brow, "Excuse me?"

Darcy put her hands on her hips, "You heard me! I said bull!"

Jess took off his shoes, "Bull?"

Darcy nods, "Yes bull! You don't want me in your office because of these!" she trew the pictures she found earlier on the bed near him.

Confused, Jess looks down and picks up the pictures, his face turns from angry, to no emotion, "Where did you find these?" he said in almost a whisper.

Darcy looks out the window, "On your desk. Under papers."

Jess looks up at her, "You have no clue who this is Darcy, and you have no right to be mad." he stormed out of the room, slamming the door. Tonight he was sleeping on the couch.