TITLE: All My Life

AUTHOR: Melissa

PAIRING: Rory/Jess

DISCLAIMER: Sadly, I don't own Milo Ventimiglia...boy, if I did... Anyway, they are not mine, neither is the begining of this story, since I'm stealing the next-to-last scene in 'Haunted Leg' and twisting it to my own benefiet :) LoL Also, the tittle doesn't belong to me either, it's a Foo Fighter's song. So, basically, all I have is a white SUV, season 1-3 of Roswell on tape, All 3 Princess Dairies books in hardback, and this computer. If you sue, all you'll get it is the SUV, cause that's all I'm willing to give up!!

RATING: Um...PG13, I guess

SUMMARY: What if Rory and Jess's arguement in 'Haunted Leg' revealed more than they imagined?

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hey people's. This is my first story in a script format, so be gentle if I suck at it. I'm still getting into the swing of it, so bare with me. I'm not sure how many parts there are gonna be to this -- maybe one, maybe 50, who knows. I haven't really thought ahead that much. I just got his idea and started writting. As you'll see, I kinda stole Jess and Rory's conversation from 'Haunted Leg' and sorta changed it around -- for the better in my opinion! LoL

By the way, I don't know how to make things bold and in itiliacs, so if someone can PLEASE email me and explain it, please do!! TrueBlueHealer@aol.com

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JESS: (voice getting harder as he rants) I'm sorry, did I hear from you at all this summer? Did I just happen to miss the thousands of phone calls you made to me, or did the postman happen to lose all those letters you wrote to me? You kiss me, you tell me not to say anything...very flattering, by the way. You go off to Washington. . . then nothing. Then you come back here all put out because I didn't just sit around and wait for you like Dean would've done? And yeah, what about Dean? Are you still with him? 'Cause last time I checked, you were, and I haven't heard anything to the contrary. Plus, the two of you walking around the other day like some damn Andy Hardy movie. Seemed to me like you're still pretty together. I half expected you to break into a barn and put on a show.

RORY: (caught off guard) When did you see me with Dean?

JESS: At that stupid summer insanity plea the town put on.

RORY: (with slightly masked hostility) Oh, I'm surprised you could see anything with Shane's head plastered to your face.

JESS: (ignoring her tone) You didn't answer me.

RORY: (snapping out phrase) About what?

JESS: Did you call me at all?

RORY: No.

JESS: Did you send me a letter?

RORY: No, but--

JESS: (interrupting her) Postcard?

RORY: (sighing under her breath) No.

JESS: Smoke signal?

RORY: Stop.

JESS: A nice fruit basket?

RORY: Enough!

JESS: Are you still with Dean? Come on, Rory, yes or no - (with serious tone) Are you still with Dean?

RORY: (flustered) Yes, I'm still with Dean, yes!

JESS: (lets his face go blank and deadpans) Glad to hear it.

RORY: (angered by his reaction) Glad to tell you.

JESS: See you around.

RORY: Whatever.

JESS: Right back at ya.

(JESS walks away from RORY and she stomps over to the register, pasuing before suddenly slamming down her basket and turning on her heel, following after him)

RORY: (calling out to his retreating back) We're not done yet!

JESS: (turning around slowly, boredom written on his face) Is that so?

RORY: Yes, that is so. You have no right to criticize me on trying to get ahold of you this summer.

JESS: (mocking) 'Trying'? Wouldn't that involve you actually doing something about it?

RORY: You have no idea what I did this summer, ok? I mean, I received over 10 letters from Dean and--

JESS: (muttering) Like I wanna hear about his precious love letters.

RORY: (fed up) Just...shut up! (surprising herself by her tone, she pauses for a second before continuing, her voice calmer) Dean wrote me all these letters, and do you know how many I wrote him?

JESS: I can only imagine.

RORY: None, ok; not a one.

JESS: (eyeing her for a brief second before shrugging) Not feeling very literate?

RORY: Wanna know who I did write? I'll give ya a hint: (with a rising voice) I have a pile of letters for him back at my house, ones that I never sent because they sounded too corny, or too distant, or just too plain stupid that I couldn't make myself do it out of fear of what he would think!

(TAYLOR, who had behind the register, turned toward JESS and RORY, his eyes watching them very closely)

RORY: (furious now) So don't you dare tell me that I didn't write you this summer, cause I did -- countless times!

JESS: (eyes staring at her with intensity, though his face is blank) Is that so? I'm supposed to take your word or somethin'?

RORY: (too shocked to say anything at first, then she practically screams) Agh! God, you can be such an asshole!

(Shaking her head, RORY storms off, ignoring TAYLOR and the few other customers in the market. Watching her retreat, JESS'S eyes follow her until she's out of sight, then he finally starts to move, heading for the doors himself, looking down at his feet while rubbing his brow)



*CUT TO STREET*

(LORELAI is waiting for RORY, her face kinda solem as she thinks back on what she just had did. Hearing the door jingle, she turns to see RORY come running out, her face flushed)

LORELAI: Hey kid. (confused as RORY keeps going past her) Rory? (starting to follow, having to jog to keep up) Where's the snacks and/or fire -- Ror?

RORY: I have something to take care of.

LORELAI: 'Take care of'? Who died and made you Tony Soprano?

RORY: I have to do something, Mom, ok? (not waiting for an answer, RORY rushes off)

LORELAI: (saddened) Yeah...ok. (turning around when the door to the market jingled again, LORELAI watches as JESS walks out, avoids her eyecontact, and heads toward the diner) Something, huh?



*CUT TO GILMORE RESIDENCE -- RORY'S BEDROOM*

(Bedroom door opens and RORY rushes in, dropping to her knees beside the bed. Reaching under it, she pulls out a shoebox before standing back up and leaving the room)



*CUT TO LUKE'S DINER*

(LUKE is on the phone, seeming very interested in his conversation, while JESS is standing behind the counter, his eyes glued to a book even though SHANE is sitting on a stool in front of him. The cafe is fairly empty, with only a few patrons, mainly BABETTE and MOREY, who are sitting in the corner booth)

SHANE: (bored) I wanna do something Jess.

JESS: Then, by all means, do.

SHANE: I wanna do something with you.

JESS: (picking up a pen and writting on the book) Busy.

SHANE: With what? Doodling? What are you writting anyway? (trying to sneak a peak, but miffed when JESS won't let her, she sighs and slumps back down to her seat) Who in the hell is gonna read what you're writting anyway?

(JESS tosses down the book, twirling the pen in his fingers, staring at it)

SHANE: What are you doing?

JESS: Trick

SHANE: (eyeing him) Magic trick? Ok, lets see it. (smiling, she leans forward and whispers sedectivly) Gonna make it appear from behind my ear?

JESS: (seeming to stare into space for a brief moment before dropping the pen) Don't feel like it.

SHANE: (scoffing) Fine, whatever. I give up. It's not like you're gonna tell me what's got you all riled up anyway.

(The bell over the door suddenly jingles and JESS looks over, getting transfixed when he sees RORY coming in, her eyes trained on his already. SHANE, sensing something is up, looks between the two. RORY walks over and stands right beside SHANE, her eyes blazin' as she stares JESS down, not noticing the looks she's receiving from the patrons at the dinner. Pulling the shoebox into his view, she pulls the lid off and turns it upside down, letting all the letters fall onto the counter, a few even landing on the floor beside JESS'S feet.

JESS looks at all the letters on the counter then back at RORY, their eyes locking once more. LUKE, SHANE, BABETTE, and MOREY are watching with curiousty as RORY calmly puts the lid back on the shoebox, her eyes never leaving JESS'S)

RORY: (voice colder than usual) Seeing is believing, I guess. (not saying anything else, she turns and leaves the dinner, aware of JESS'S eyes being on her the whole time)

LUKE: (lifting the phone back up his ear, his eyes on RORY'S retreating back, then JESS) I'm gonna have to call you back. (he hangs up the phone)

JESS: (feeling everyon's stares, he quickly looks down and starts gathering the letters, noting that most of them weren't even in envolopes, just folded. Speaks quietly, mostly to himself) She wasn't lying...

SHANE: (confused and slightly angry) Jess...what is all this?

JESS: What's what?

SHANE: (gesturing at the letters) This shit -- what the hell is it?

LUKE: (not sure on what to say or do) Um...you want something to put these in?

JESS: (only hesitating for a split second) That's ok. (spotting something on the floor, he bends down and starts to pick up the ones down there, pausing to run his fingers over the one that was in a envolope and adressed, plus had a stamp on it)

SHANE: Jess?!

JESS: (quickly pocketing the letter, JESS stands back up) You wanna go do something?

SHANE: (not sure how to react) Do something?

LUKE: (sensing something was off) Jess...

JESS: (ignoring LUKE and focusing on SHANE) Lets go.

TBC

A/N2: I hope you guys like it!! PLEASE review and let me know what you think! :)