So, the last chapter was pretty stupid and definitely not my best work. I am just not sure what to do with this story. I will probably end it when they go to Europe. Thanks for all the reviews.


Rory was sleeping on Jess's bed. She had come over for a little bit, so he had to lend her some clothes to wear. She had his hoodie, and a pair of plaid pajama pants. Jess was sitting on the couch, still waiting for Luke to come home. He had been gone for about an hour already and he was supposed to bring him back some beer.

Rory stirred, and tangled herself in his blankets even more. Rory's cell phone started vibrating on the table. Jess put his feet down and picked it up. The caller id said 'Mom', so Jess picked up.

"Hello?"

"So that's where my daughter is."

"She got soaked in the rain so we came back here, and she fell asleep."

"Where is Luke at?"

"Don't know."

"Do you expect him back soon?"

"Not sure."

"Well, could you possibly wake my daughter up so I could speak to her?"

"Yup. Hold on." Jess stood up and walked over to his bed, holding the phone down. He sat down gently next to Rory and kissed her lightly on the forehead. Her eyes opened slowly, and then she smiled.

"Hey. How long have I been sleeping?"

"Maybe a half hour. Your mom called, she wants to talk to you."

"Okay." Rory sat up and Jess handed her the phone. "Hello?"

"Hello beautiful. How was your nap?"

"Good."

"Did anything dirty happen before your nap?"

"Mom…"

"C'mon tell mommy."

"No."

"Well that's no fun."

"Ew. You know, you have problems."

"I know." Lorelai said, snickering.

"Well what's up?"

"Nothing I was just wondering what time you planned on coming home?"

"Well, I think I'll leave when Luke gets home."

"Do you know where he went?"

"No…he wasn't here when he got here. Maybe Jess knows."

"Nope. Jess doesn't know."

"How do you know if Jess doesn't know?"

"Because. I'm psychic."

"Oh really?" Rory asked.

"Ohhh yess. I talk to the dead, and I happen to read minds."

"Being psychic doesn't mean you can read peoples minds."

"Yes it does."

"No it doesn't."

"Yes it doesn't."

"No it does."

"HA!" Lorelai yelled "I win! I win! You said it does!"

"Okay…I'm hanging up now."

"Because you're a sore loser!"

"Nuh-uh!"

"Yeah huh!"

"Well at least my guilty pleasure isn't Barry Manilow!"

"I thought you promised never to say that again!"

"Well that's what you get when you call your daughter a sore loser."

"Love you hon."

"You too. Bye."

"Bye." Lorelai said hanging up.

Rory rolled off the bed, and set her cell phone on the night stand. She walked over to the couch, and sat down next to Jess.

"Hey." He said, closing his book.

"Hey."

"What'd your mom want?"

"Nothing. Just to know when I was coming home."

"Oh."

Rory scooted closer, and rested her head on his shoulder. After a few minutes, she spoke

"I'm gonna miss you when I go to Europe."

"Huh."

"Are you gonna miss me?" She asked.

"Nope."

"Oh really?"

"Yeah, I have my other girlfriend to keep me company."

"Oh yeah, her. I forgot about her."

"Yeah."

They got silent for another few minutes and Rory spoke again.

"Jess?" She reached up and started playing with his hair.

"What?"

"Have you thought about what you are going to do for school?"

Jess sighed heavily.

"Stars Hollow High isn't so bad."

"You only say that because you didn't have to be there for four years,"

"No. I had to go to a tougher school, more intimidating. Besides you were only there for two as well. Not even your whole second year" Rory pointed out, a little irritated.

"Oh yeah, how could I forget?" Jess said standing up.

"Whats that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing. It's supposed to mean nothing." Jess walked over to the kitchen area, and pulled a bottle of water out of the fridge.

"Why won't you tell me what you meant? I was just pointing out that you are just as smart as I am and I survived Chilton."

"Would you stop? I haven't thought about it. I don't want to think about it."

"Why though?"

"Because Rory, I'm not you. I don't want to go to school."

"I'm not asking you to be me."

"No, but you are asking me to do something that I don't want to do."

"Why won't you tell me why you hate it there so much?"

"Its not just there, Rory. It's any school."

"You're smart enough to pass."

"Why aren't you listening to me?" Jess asked, his voice rising.

"I am." Rory said, hers getting louder as well.

"No! You're not! You're not listening to what I am telling you." Jess yelled.

"Yes I am! You're basically telling me that you don't want to go to school because you don't want to be like me." Rory, said hurt.

"So what now, this is about you? Nice twist on my words."

"How could it be about me Jess! It's about you."

"It's always about me! About me and what I am doing wrong, right?"

"That's not what I said."

"No, but that's what you meant."

"Whatever."

"Yeah, whatever Rory." Rory grabbed her cell phone and slipped her shoes on then started walking to the door. "So what now, you're leaving? Just because of a little fight?" He asked.

"Are you wondering why it looks oddly familiar?" Rory said harshly, and then walked out slamming the door behind her.

Rory ran out of the diner, and walked home as fast as she could. When she got inside, she took her shoes off at the door and walked into the living room. Lorelai was sitting on the couch, and looked up.

"Whats wrong?" Lorelai asked standing up.

"Jess and I just got into the most...horrible fight."

Lorelai brought Rory close and hugged her. Rory started to cry a little bit. Lorelai dis engaged and set Rory down on the couch.

"Can you hold on?"

Rory nodded, and looked away. Lorelai picked up the phone.

"Joe's."

"Hey Joe, its Lorelai."

"Hey Lorelai, what'll it be today?"

"I need two twelve inch wallow pizza's."

"With or without the m&m's?"

"I think we need them today."

"It should be done in 25 minutes. You want me to bring 'em out?"

"Thanks Joe."

"Bye." Lorelai hung up and sat down next to Rory. She set a pillow in her lap and Rory put her head down, still crying. Lorelai just started to pull her hair back with her fingers and rub her arm.


Once all the pizza was gone, Rory had stopped crying completely and they just sat in silence.

"You wanna tell me what happened?" Lorelai asked quietly.

"Yeah."

"Well?"

"Well after you and I got off the phone, I went over to him and we were talking and then I asked about his plans for school. He got all irritated that I wouldn't let the subject go and started to get more and more defensive. Then I apparently twisted his words and we both said horrible things and I just walked out."

"Wow."

"I know. And now I never know how to fix stuff like this and I surely don't think he is going to be the one to apologize first and I really don't want to be in a fight with him because we are leaving for Europe in a few days and… oh my god we're leaving for Europe. What if we don't fix things? Then I'll be off to Yale and it will never be settled and –

"Rory calm down. Things are going to be fine. Let each other cool off for about another hour, and then maybe you could go over and sort stuff out."

"I love you mom."

"I love you too, kid." Lorelai got up and looked out the window. "Its still raining pretty hard out there."

"I love the rain."

"Me too."


Rory walked into the diner and Luke came out from the kitchen.'

"Hey Rory."

"Hey Luke. Is Jess upstairs?"

"Yeah. Go on up."

"Thanks."

Luke nodded, and Rory walked behind the curtain. When she got to the door, she knocked, nervous. Jess opened the door,

"Hey." She said quietly

"Hey." Jess said looking down.

Rory walked in and took her jacket off, along with her shoes. She turned around and Jess was just inches from her face.

"I'm sorry." Rory said

"Me too." Jess leaned in and kissed her softly.

"Lets talk."

Jess nodded and shut the door.


Downstairs, Lorelai had taken a seat at the counter.

"What do you want?" Luke asked.

"Well, funny you should ask, Luke. Since I was about 7 I have always wanted a pony. When I was a pre teen, I wanted a push up bra. When I hit sixteen I wanted a pregnancy test to tell me something different. When I was seventeen, I wanted the money to hire a hit man for my parents. When I turned 25 I decided that I wanted an Inn for myself. And yesterday I decided that I didn't want to accept the fact that my daughter was sexually active and now I want a cheeseburger, fries, onion rings, and a cherry coke."

"Coming right up." Luke said walking away.

"Wait," Lorelai said, bewildered.

"What?"

"Aren't you going to lecture me about unhealthy food, or an early death or my incessant babbling?"

"Nope."

"Why?"

"Because you mentioned your daughter being sexually active and I decided that I don't want to be sick, so I think its safest just to walk away."

Lorelai pouted.