Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls. I don't own the copyright to any of songs made by the band Lit. I just thought it would be fun to use one since it's so perfect for a Literati story.

Summary: Friendship. Hate. Passion. Love. Friendship, once again they were back where they started, denying feelings, reading books, one of them in a relationship. Can they get where they've never been before? Or are they just going to keep killing themselves inside? Lit, JJ

AN: Hi. How are all of you? Did you all enjoy this week's episode? Did any of you scream at the TV when she just let him walk away in the dinner scene or were you already yelling when she let Logan treat him like shit? And is it just me who was upset that she didn't even finish the book the first night? I mean, like he said-it was a short novel. Alright, so here's the after math.

Previously on Gilmore Girls:

Rory: This is my stop.

Jess: Okay.

Rory: So, you'll call me?

Jess: Yeah, I'll call you.

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Rory: Jess, is that you? Jess, I'm pretty sure it's you and I'm pretty sure you've been calling and not saying anything but wanna say something. Hello? You're not going to talk? Fine, I'll talk. You didn't handle things right at all. You could've talked to me. You could've told me that you were having trouble in school and weren't going to graduate, and that your dad had been there, but you didn't. And you ended up not taking me to my prom and not coming to my graduation and leaving again without saying goodbye again, and that's fine, I get it, but that's it for me. I'm going to Europe tomorrow and I'm going to Yale and I'm moving on. And I'm not going to pine. I hope you didn't think I was going to pine, okay? I think. . .I think I may have loved you, but I just need to let it go. So, that's it, I guess. Um, I hope you're good. I want you to be good, and, um, okay, so, goodbye. That word sounds really lame and stupid right now, but there it is. Goodbye.

(Rory hangs up, on the other side of the country AKA California Jess hangs up and walks away solemnly)

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RORY: About what? What do you want to talk to me about?

Jess: When did you learn to run like that?

Rory: You know, I have actually thought about this moment. A lot. What would Jess say to me I ever saw him again? I mean, he just took off, no note, no call, nothing, how could he explain that? And then a year goes by. No word, nothing, so he couldn't possibly have a good excuse for that, right? I have imagined hundreds of different scenarios with a hundred different great last parting lines, and I have to tell you that I am actually very curious to see which way this is going to go.

Jess: Could we sit down?

Rory: No. You wanted to talk, so talk. What do you have to say to me?

(Jess pauses a second.)

Jess: I love you.

(Rory stares after him as Jess walks away, gets into his car and drives away.)

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Jess: Don't say "no" just to make me stop talking or make me go away. Only say "no" if you really don't want to be with me.

Rory: No!

Blue: Death of Spirit

He's disappointed in me. He would have hated me if he hadn't known me before. He hates Logan. He hates me living in that house. He hates my grandmother. He hates me dropping out of Yale. He probably hates my new hair too. She'd been sitting in front of his publishing firm for an hour debating whether or not it was right to go in. He could have moved on. It was he first thought driving there and her every other thought since. Like some gaping hole. He could have gotten over me; he could have come for closure. He must have. She read his book, it had an open ending. It was placed on a bus after he left Rory…or Rory rejected him; it hadn't said anything she didn't know about his past. She knew how he felt about her, she knew that he cried. She didn't think he could have been broken but he was…almost as broken as she was. The door opened and she ran for her car quickly burying her face in a book and turning on the radio. Then she realized the book she'd been stupid enough to grad from the bookcase was a car owner's manual. Shit.

I can't remember what it is you did

Somewhere along the way I'm giving in

I know I feel you when you're not around

Just like the angles from underground

He recognized the car; it had been the only car in the Yale parking lot when he'd wanted her to run away with him. It was the car she'd pulled into the driveway of the grandparents' house two weeks ago. He walked over and knocked on the window.

What am I trying to say?

The thing that I don't get about you

The way it makes me feel around you

You make the wrong seem right

Any old time of night

What is it I…

She rolled the window down and looked at him guiltily. "Hi," She whispered. "I decided to take you up on your offer." He gave her a look and she sighed.

I get so nervous when I hear the phone

You blocked the number so I never know

I can't forget the way you sound

And now I can't remember

How I did without

"I want to run away with you."

What am I trying to say?

The thing that I don't get about you

The way it makes me feel around you

You make the wrong seem right

Any old time of night

How is it when it rains at nighttime?

You turn the water into moonshine

And make the sun shine light

Carry on through the night

He didn't say anything and she almost cried.

I can't remember what it is you did

Somewhere along the way I'm giving in

I never meant to fall this hard again

Good things are all good until the end

She didn't give him any common courtesy she just drove off.

What am I trying to say

The thing that I don't get about you

The way it makes me feel around you

You make the wrong seem right

Any old time of night

How is it when it rains at nighttime?

You turn the water into moonshine

And make the sun shine light

Carry on through the night

She's going back to Logan, He thought. I didn't say anything and she wanted to run away with me.

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It isn't fair; he wasn't supposed to move on. She swerved the car toward Connecticut. He was supposed to wait for me. We were supposed to be together. Someone behind her honked and she went even faster.