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Chapter 7: Everything's going to be alright

If you had told Rory 4 years ago that Paris would have to hold her as she cried while she retold the story of why Jess was in the hospital, she would have merely laughed and told you that you were crazy.

But right now those weren't the words of a crazy person but instead reality. Paris had picked her up exactly when she said she would and Rory had jumped into the car. Silence filled the car ride for about an hour. Neither of them had said anything since Rory got into the car, they hadn't even greeted eachother.

But after an hour of complete silence, Paris had gotten off of the freeway and pulled up on the side of the road. As the car came to a complete stop, Rory started to cry. Real tears, real sorrows, she was really crying. Paris, who at first didn't know what to do, finally had taken her best friends into her arms, rubbing her back and trying to calm her down. Rory couldn't calm down but instead told, or more accurately blubbered, the story. Not just the story of the last two weeks, but the story of the last four years. Paris had known the obvious, like the fact that he had left. But she didn't know the details and she let Rory tell her them because she needed to say them to understand just as much as Paris did.

They sat there for about an hour, Rory retelling her and Jess story wile crying and Paris rubbing her head and telling her everything was going to be okay. Even though, they both knew that was a lie. Her and Jess' relationship was anything but okay.

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"Luke," Jess said roughly and his uncle's eyes had fluttered open at the sound of his nephew's voice.

"Jess," he said and immediately got up from the chair he had been sleeping in only moments before and moving to his nephew's side.

Jess closed his eyes when Luke was at his side. "I'm sorry," he whispered softly not wanting to look at his uncle.

Luke touched the top of his head softly, caressing the mess of curls. "I know," he said softly, "I know, Jess". Jess kept his eyes close but when he heard his uncle's response the corner of his mouth lifted slightly. Luke bent down on the side of the hospital bed, continuing to rub Jess' head softly letting him know that he was there. He was always there.

Jess' breathing got hollow and deeper until he had fallen back asleep. Luke not wanting to move from his nephews side, continued to sit there.

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"It's nice," Rory commented once they reached Paris' apartment. Paris took her time to look around the apartment while Rory did. Paris responded after a second, "Thanks." Paris smiled reassuringly at Rory as Rory took her first step into the apartment. Rory took a deep breath before walking in. Here's to getting a grip on reality, she thought as took her first step.

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"Luke," whispered Lorelai shaking her fiancé to wake-up because he had fallen asleep, his head on the side of Jess' bed and his body on the floor. He was exhausted but he was determined to be as close to Jess as possible while he was in the hospital. Luke woke up with a jerk.

"Huh?" He said looking around, his eyes slightly dazed and they couldn't seem to concentrate on anything. "Is Jess awake?"

Lorelai quickly shook her head. "No, no, Jess is still sleeping." She said looking at Jess sleeping figure; looking more peaceful then she had ever seen him before. Luke looked at him too, sighing softly, wishing his nephew would wake up so he could know just how he was feeling.

"I wanted to ask you if you've seen Rory," Luke immediately looked up at his fiancé. Rory? Rory was…he suddenly couldn't remember. When was the last time he's seen his soon-to-be-step-daughter?

"No," he said slowly, trying to figure out where she would be. He hadn't seen her in hours, since he'd given her the coffee he'd gotten for her.

"Me neither, I can't find her anywhere and she won't pick up her cell phone."

Luke didn't say anything but instead a piece of paper on the ground caught his eye. He picked it up, Lorelai still rambling on not noticing the paper that Luke had just found.

Luke opened it up and read silently not paying attention to Lorelai.

"What is that?" She asked finally realizing he wasn't listening.

"One second," he said, putting up a finger, motioning that he was almost done. He finished reading and then sighed, "oh no."

"Luke," Lorelai said getting worried. "What is that?" She laughed shakily, "is that a note from Matt and Chris telling us where she's buried?" Luke didn't laugh.

"Here," he said, handing her the paper and then focusing on his nephew. Lorelai read the words as quickly as she could talk. She gasped the look in her eyes making it quite obvious and then she didn't believe it. She had just found the key to Rory's heart. Everything she's been holding in since Jess left was in this letter. And it scared her that there was such a big part of Rory that was never shared with her.

"She couldn't have just…left," she said, reading the words on the letter. She didn't understand them this time she read them. They were just a bunch of jumbled words, and her eyes started to blur. "She couldn't have just left him! He's in the hospital for God's sake, what was she thinking?" Luke didn't know. He couldn't begin to tell you what the other Gilmore girl was thinking. After reading that letter, he wasn't even sure that he knew what Jess had been thinking all along. He had known that they were weirdly connected. That there were strong, that they made each other strong. But after reading that letter, he realized that everything he had ever thought was majorly understated. He didn't even know how to comprehend it. So instead he stared blankly as he angelic-looking nephew. He didn't want to understand it. He was happy not knowing about the hurt that they had caused each other.

Luke shook his head, "I don't know."

Lorelai sighed angrily, "Rory has done some low things but I think ditching the boy she just confessed to loving in the hospital is just about the lowest." Luke always accepted what Rory did, he never questioned it, and just assumed Rory knew what she was doing. Lorelai didn't, she wasn't just going to accept that Rory did this. She was never as easy going as Luke was.

"Where would she even go?" Lorelai said starting to pace. Luke didn't look at her. He continued gazing at his nephew, how was he supposed to explain this to him?

"I mean, she can't go to anywhere in Star's hallow, my grandparent's would be stupid." She paused, taking a look at Jess and realizing another thing. "He's in pain. He came here because he was in pain. How are we supposed to tell him?"

Luke finally looked at her, standing up, "were not."

Lorelai was dumbfounded, "were not?"

Luke shook his head, "no. We are not showing him this letter. We will tell him that Rory is away right now, nothing more than that. We are going to find her, and she will come here and explain this." He finished his monologue and Lorelai nodded agreeing, that was exactly what they were going to do. Rory was going to have to confront this, they both were. No more hiding.

"What do you have to explain to me?" asked a groggily voice from behind Luke. Both adults turned quickly to look at him. Oh no.

He watched both of their face looking back and forth from Lorelai to Luke. "What letter?" He asked slowly. Lorelai and Luke shared a look; busted.

Lorelai, grudgingly handed over the letter to Jess. She had never been so angry at her daughter as she was in this moment. She turned from Jess; she couldn't bare seeing him being hurt yet again by her daughter. Enough was enough.

Jess looked up at his uncle, curiously. Luke silently nodded, giving him permission to open it. Luke thought he'd never look his rebellious nephew look quite so innocent.

Jess sighed before opening the letter, his beautiful greenish-brown eyes getting wider when he recognized the hand-writing.

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"This can be your room," Paris said switching on a light in the bedroom.

Rory smiled gratefully, "Thank you." She looked at the room, it was bigger than her room in Star's Hallow. It had white walls, a window with cream curtains and a queen sized curtain. She smiled, the smile not reaching her eyes, until she realized something and her hand shot up to her mouth, gasping.

"What?" Paris asked, worried.

"Oh my gosh, I don't have any clothes. I don't have anything. How could I be so stupid?" Rory asked shaking her head. For a girl that lived her life based on list and well thought out plans, this was ridiculous; beyond ridiculous that it was unfathomable.

"I realized that in the middle of the car ride. Were not a huge difference in clothes, you can wear mine. And later on today will go to the market and get you your essentials; toothbrush, etc."

Rory smiled again at Paris. "Thank you so much," she said hugging Paris tightly. Pairs hugged her back, wishing more than anything that Rory's smiles were just a little bit more believable.

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