The Problem with Jealously

Disclaimer: I do not own Gilmore Girls… once again… if I did, Chris would have died in Season 1.

Summary: Jason gets very jealous. Set sometime in season 5 before the tequila night with Chris.JJ

Rating: T, if you are upset by some violence, please stop reading now.

Chapter 1: The Beginning

Jason Stiles was never really an understanding man. He could hold a grudge for a long time. He never let women leave without a fight, whether he loved them or not. He is also not one to love easily.

That is why he was so furious when the women he loved left him… for a man who owned a diner. One morning Jason was sitting in the town square following… no, he wouldn't call it that, observing Lorelai as she made her usual trip to the diner. He watched as she was greeted with a kiss by the despicable diner owner, Duke, err Luke.

He tried to remain inconspicuous, but still couldn't take his eyes away from the "loving" scene across the street. Jason felt nothing but hatred for this Luke who stole Lorelai right out from under him. He had told this Luke personally that he and Lorelai were right for each other and that they were just on a break.

Then that same night he sees Luke kiss his girl! That what he gets for trusting him. Even though he hated Luke, he felt even more hatred for Lorelai. She was the one who kissed this Luke back. Jason didn't understand how she could leave him, a wealthy, successful (well sort of) businessman for this common, unbathed diner owner.

So what if he made he sleep in the guestroom… it was a really nice guestroom. Now he wanted revenge. He was going to show this Luke what it is like to have the girl of his dream snatched right out from under him.

Seeing that Lorelai was done with her stop and heading for the door, he quickly got up and hurried to his rental car, ready to continue to follow, err… observe her. She got into her jeep and drove off. He was tailing closely behind.

Lorelai had a busy day ahead of her. After her Luke and coffee fix, she headed towards the Dragonfly, completely unknown to the car following her closely behind.

Jason pulled up behind her jeep, jumped out, and walked to the side of her car. "Hey!" Jason yelled, literally popping into the window and scaring the living shit out of Lorelai.

"Oh my god!" Lorelai screamed with her hand flying to her heart. "Jason, you scared me… what the hell are you doing here anyway? I told you over and over. We are over!" she shouted as she opened her door and hopped out, starting to walk away, but he slammed his hand on the side of the jeep stopping her.

"I know this… that is why I am here." He whispered. As soon as he saw realization sink in on her face, he whacked her on the side of the head. She fell but he caught her and shook her to make sure she was out cold.

Then he checked to make sure no one saw anything and carried her to his car and tossed her in the trunk and drove off. Little did he know that Sookie witnessed the whole scene from the kitchen window.

Quickly she ran out as fast as she could and caught a glimpse of the license plate: JWS3. She ran back into the Inn and called 911, describing what she just saw and giving the license plate number.

After hanging up with the police, she quickly called Luke. "Come on… pick up damn it!" she yelled at the phone as it rang.

"Luke's" was the gruff reply.

"Luke!" she shouted.

"Sookie? What's wrong?" he questioned, worried by the frantic sound in her voice.

" You have to come quick! Its Lorelai!" she yelled only to hear the dial tone.

Very confused, Sookie went to meet the police officers. Not even two minutes into her conversation with the cops, a frantic Luke came flying into the lobby.

"Where is she?!" he screamed running towards Sookie. "Luke, that's the thing, we don't know." Sookie said trying to clam him down.

"What the hell does that mean?" Luke demanded.

"Well, about ten minutes ago I was in the kitchen putting on the coffee, when I heard a scream, I looked out the window to see Lorelai in her jeep yelling at Jason Stiles. When she tried to get out of her jeep, he stopped her, whispered something I couldn't hear, and then the next thing I know, he whacked her over the head with what looked like a gun and knocked her out. He tossed her in his car and drove off. I ran outside to try and get his license plate number but I only got a partial. Then I ran back inside and called the police and you." She finished nearing hysterics.

Luke just stood there, frozen. He never thought something like this could happen to her. This is the kind of thing that happens in the movies. Luke snapped out of his daze to see six police officers, Sookie and Michel staring at him.

"Well why are you standing here?! Do something!" he screamed.

One of the officers stepped forward, "Sir, we are doing everything we can. So please calm down so we can ask you some questions?"

"Fine" Luke huffed, slowing calming down and sat down on the couch. Sookie sat next to him and patted his shoulder comfortingly.

"I'll be right back, I got to call Rory." She said starting to get up.

"No," Luke said placing his hand on her knee, stopping her from getting up, "don't, there's no need to freak her out until we know something for sure."

Then turning to the officers, "What do you need to know?"

The officer took out his notebook and pen and turned to Luke and said, "Has Lorelai ever mentioned anything about where this Jason lives, works, or likes to hang out?"

Just like that, a light bulb went off in Luke's head, "Wait! She did mention something about Jason buying an old warehouse for his new office…umm… about an hour away. Lorelai probably has it written down somewhere or we could call Mr. Gilmore. He probably knows!" and with that Luke ran to the phone.

Meanwhile Jason was flying down the road towards his new office, Lorelai passed out and locked in the trunk.

After about 30 minutes of driving Lorelai started to stir, but was fully jarred awake when he slammed on the brakes at a stop sign. It was pitch black but Lorelai could feel that she was lying on a very ruff carpet.

Then she realized that she was in a trunk. Her head was pounding and she had very limited space to move. In a second she remembered what had happened, and let the tears flow.

Jason Stiles had kidnapped her.