AN:congratz to all of you Jess fans who are waiting for him! You did it! The wait is O-V-E-R over! (note:I am not that big a fan of Jess, and that's putting it nicley, but, I will try, he may come out very out of character, same with Luke)

Chapter 10: Wedding Dress

"Oh, Lorelai, thank heavens. I'm so bad with wardrobe." Miss Patty exclaimed as we entered her studio to see Liz, holding up her dress.

"I ripped it getting up. I'm such a klutz." She explained sorrowfully.

"Oh, well, that's why I'm here." I explained, walking over, "Patty, you have a sewing kit?"

"Oh, yeah. Right here, sweetie." She said, motioning towards the kit on the table beside me. Picking up a dozen pins I set to work.

"I'm holding everyone up." Liz fretted as Miss. Patty and I pinned away.

"No, no. Hey, today's your day. If anyone gets to hold things up, it's you. Relax." I said, trying to calm her so that I could pin the dress better.

"Ohh, I'm nervous. Do I look nervous? I sound nervous." She was jumping a bit.

"You look great. It's normal to be nervous on your wedding day, right Rory?."

"You look amazing" she said helpfully, trying to balance both twins, one per arm.

"This is my first wedding of mine that I've ever been sober for. I'm probably gonna remember this one." Liz explained as she stopped wiggling.

"The ones that you remember are the ones that stick." Miss. Patty reminisced, nearly sticking a pin in Liz.

"What was your wedding like?" Liz asked me, "Were you this nervous?"

"Never been married." I answered, not looking at her.

"You got a kid." She said, confused.

"Found a way around that."

"What about you, Rory?"

"Not married" she whispered, "Not me."

"I see. Do you two want to get married?"

"Oh, now, Liz. It's inappropriate for you to propose to me on your wedding day." I joked.

"But do you want to get married? You must want to get married."

"I guess so, you know, if I meet the right guy." I answered, finishing up.

"I hate being single. Ever think, if you got married today or even in the next few years, you could be married for fifty years -- for most of your life. Same with me and T.J. I could be married most of my life to him. Isn't that weird to think about?"

"I could be married for most of my life." That was a new thought.

"I don't want to screw up this marriage even more than I want some pot." She exclaimed, "That's how serious I am."

"Very serious then." Rory laughed.

"Extremely"

"Are you ready? The crowd's getting restless." Jess said, walking in.

"You're getting restless." Liz countered, then, seeing how Rory was looking at Jess, which was a mixture of confusion, wonder, and wanting to tell him something, "Hey, do you two know each other?"

"We dated" Rory answered hasitly.

"It didn't work out." I clarified, looking at her. What was she going to do?

"Good, 'cause I don't want him to be like his father, breaking hearts. I want him to be like T.J. Or my second husband or, like my boyfriend after my third husband, who died. They were good guys." Liz ranted, but I was listening to Jess and Rory.

"Hey Jess"

"So those two are Dean's?"

"What? No…not Dean." She said nervously.

"Who's are they?"

"Um"

"Don't tell me, they're mine?" he said sarcastically.

"Yeah, they're yours"

"I was kidding."

"I'm not"

"Oh. You're all done." I told Liz.

"Oh, it's perfect!" she exclaimed.

"I'm gonna go tell the others." Jess offered, leaving in a rush. What was he telling? The twins or the dress?

"Thanks, hon!" Liz said, watching him go. "And thank you. You're gonna make a great wife some day and a great sister-in-law to some very lucky girl."

"We're closer than you think" I smiled, looking over at Rory.

"What do you mean?" she asked, brow furrowing.

"Well"

"Are those twins?"

"Liz"

"Are these my grandkids?" she asked, gesturing at the babies. The look on her face was frozen disbelief.

"Yes" Rory answered, holding them protectively close to her chest, on the verg of smothering. "We were going to tell you later, after the wedding."

"Why didn't you say anything before?"

"We…I…I didn't want to see Jess. He left town without a word the day I found out. I hadn't told him yet."

"Luke did offer to give us his number" I added.

"Come on Liz, let's fix your hair" Miss. Patty offered. We left to sit with Luke for the ceremony.

Rory's POV

"So…what?" Jess asked later. How had he found me? I had run away to the bridge after the ceremony. My shoes sat beside me as the cool water ran around them. Leila was asleep in a blanket beside me as Valerie sucked down milk. I didn't think anyone would find me, so my shirt was open; my bra hanging over my stomach, hiding the baby fat the twins had left. It would be no use to cover up myself with him anyways.

"What do you mean what?"

"What do we do? I love you Rory, I never didn't. I want to marry you." He sat next to me, staring at the baby in my arms.

"Then why did you leave?"

"It's a long story" he was trying to shrug it off.

"I'm not going anywhere."

"The day before I left my dad showed up. He only stayed for a few minutes, but I guess I just had to find him. I don't know. I followed him, and got wrapped up in that world for a bit. Then I realized that I hadn't traveling much, so I took my way slowly to New York. When I got there mom was engaged to this guy, so I came around here. That's it."

"You're dad?"

"Yeah"

"I thought it had something to do with me. You didn't like me anymore, but you didn't want to admit it. Something like that."

"I don't like you Rory" he said sorrowfully.

"You don't?" then why had he followed me?

"I love you" it was a kid joke, yet in this context it was true and loving, not something to be laughed at.

"Jess, I'll marry you, but only if you finish high school."

"That school is full of idiots"

"Jess, you have so much potential, you could do so well. Anyways, you have a family to support, how can you support a family without at least a high school education?"

"Luke would give me a job."

"And how much would that really make?"

"Alright, I accept." Valerie's head was now nestling sleepily against my ribs, she wasn't hungry. Silently, I passed her to Jess. He hesitated, and took her as if she were made of glass. For a few moments she squirmed, startling him, but soon she recognized his hold and fell back asleep. "What's her name?" he asked as I picked up Leila.

"You have Valerie, and I have Lorelai, but we call her Leila."

"Another Lorelai, huh?

"Another Lorelai."

AN: okay, I am a bored person with a snow day, do not get used to them comming out so quickly, k? I may even post ANOTHER today, but then I have to work on my other stories, this is my fav though, cuz I barley get any bad reviews here. Like, 2/56 are bad, that's less then 4 of the time!!!! (see how bored I am???? Reduced to doing MATH!!!!!!! no offense to those of you who like math, but I HATE it with a passion)