"Dean! Dean! I'm so glad you're home!" Clara yelled running up to her big brother. She jumped into his arms and the two started laughing. "And it's only 2:30 in the morning!" Clara exclaimed exasperated.
"Look at you Clara! Happily married, a wonderful artist, and you still have the time to look amazing!" Dean declared, setting her down, "so how are things in Stars Hallow? Still as quirky as I left them?"
"Of course some things never change." Clara laughed.
"You're right… some things never do change, and that is the way it should be." A deep sly voice from behind the siblings answered.
"And what about you Jess? You've change, is that a good thing or a bad thing?" Clara protested, smiling at her brother.
"Now that is open for interpretation… some believe that my newfound career as a motivational author and speaker are a good thing. However I am not so sure, maybe I was meant to do something else, maybe I should become a fast-food junkie, motor cross racer, or a zookeeper." Jess proposed.
"You have a hard enough time keeping your business partner in line, I don't you could handle the monkeys at the zoo or the monkeys at motor cross for that matter." Clara retorted.
"Hey I'm not the bad one, it's Jess that goes out drinking at awful hours of the morning, and comes to high school assemblies smelling like stale beer." Dean stressed.
"Well I'm just glad you two got over your differences to become business partners, I know you guys help so many teens with your speeches and books." Clara said somberly.
"I hope so, I'm not so sure though, we haven't gotten asked to come to a school in months, that's why we decided to come back here. That and I wanted to meet your new husband, see if he's being good to you." Dean taunted.
"Well ya know he's not such a new husband anymore we've been married for three years; it's not my fault you haven't been home in such a long." Clara pouted.
"Never mind that Clara, we're back now and we can spend lots of time together. So tell me is Brandon anything like Bootsy? I would have never believed Bootsy could have a successful lawyer son, living in Chicago that he had no clue about. Much less that this lawyer son of his would want to move up here to get to know his Father. I mean who wants to know Bootsy?" Dean chuckled.
"I don't if I could compare him to his Father but he is a bit like him, why don't we go inside I'll tell you more, it's chilly and the neighbors are probably ready to have a conniption. Jess are you coming?" Clara offered.
"Yes I'm right behind you; I'm just going to get some more of this fresh air." Jess replied lighting a cigarette. He looked out over the town square and saw his Uncle Luke's diner. He wandered if his Uncle missed him at all, or if he ever thought about him. Then he thought about his Mom, who was living in Philadelphia with her husband who had surprisingly started a successful construction company. Most of all he thought of Rory, who he left behind to marry a rich, jerk. He wandered if he would see Rory again, and if he did, could he make her fall in love with him just as he had planned?