AN: Sadly this is my last chapter, hopefully towards one of my better JORY fics. I will be writing a new one soon. The preview for it is at the bottom. Thanks for the reviews. It's really inspiring. The more reviews I get the faster I write……..J Keep up the good work JORY writers. JORY all the way.
Thoughts swirled in his blank mind. He felt asleep but he didn't seem to feel any of the qualities of sleep until images of her began to swim through his mind. He heard her voice but he couldn't see her and finally fell into the swarming pool of images and memories. He pulled himself out again and decided to think about her.
Ten minutes. That's how long it had taken him to fall for her. He didn't believe in love at first sight. It wasn't realistic. But love after ten minutes, that was something he did believe in. All of the pranks, the fights had nothing to do with her, minus the ruin of the cheesy snowman. Yet the fights and the pranks was one of the reason that they were still apart. He had a lot of enemies. That didn't matter to him. As longs as she wasn't his enemy. He had a good side, the side of him that fixed the toaster and quit smoking, the side of him that studied and got good marks in school. The side of him that was real. He knew that she saw it. She wasn't the only person that he didn't have to hide from. And then the kiss. He felt like he'd been floating. The electricity had made him shiver and pull back just so he could look at her. He couldn't hold on any more and fell back into the pool of thoughts.
Rory hurried home from school and changed grabbing a few schoolbooks and heading back to the hospital. It had been three days since the kiss, three days since Jess had saved her getting hit by a car. It had been three days since he had fallen unconscious. It had been two days since she had broken up with Dean. They fought quite a bit and decided that they weren't right together. They never were. He had already moved on, she witnessed it the other day while he made out with a blond cheerleader in the park. She was really worried about Jess, though. If he fell into coma things could get bad. The doctors told her he could "hear her" so for the past two days she spent an hour reading him "The Fountainhead," in hopes that the slight familiarities would wake him up. So far she had no luck. She walked into the ugly yellow hospital room and sat down in the chair next to his bed propping her feet up on his bedside table. She opened her book and read for an entire hour. Still nothing. Before she left she kissed him on the cheek and hurried home for dinner.
He felt the spark and a memory came rushing at him pulling him out of his thick pool of thoughts. It was the same spark he felt that night. Then he woke up. His eyes snapped open and he remembered. Everything. A nurse came bustling in and saw him sitting there with his eyes open. "Well you're awake are you?" He nodded.
"How long has it been?" He asked glancing around the room.
"Three days."
"Has anyone come?"
"Yes you're uncle and his…wife maybe. I'm not sure she talked a lot and had curly dark hair. Also maybe….you're girlfriend or something. Her name is Rory." He smiled
"We're just friends." Maybe more, he thought to himself.
"Well she's been here everyday reading this crazy book, I've never hear of. Fountain something." His smile widened. "She's been here everyday. I'd better go notify the doctor that you're awake and call your uncle. As she left his eyes opened more and he saw numerous bouquets of flowers and balloons around his room wondering who would send him such tack stuff. He shrugged and saw The Fountainhead sitting on his bedside table. He picked it up and began reading.
The phone rang and Lorelai picked it up. Rory glanced up from her notebook at her mom who smiled "Yeah. Uhuh. Ok we'll meet you there." She hung up the phone. "Guess who just woke up?" She asked a smile spreading across her face.
"No. way." Rory shrieked grabbing her jacket. They ran out the door and into the jeep powering down to the hospital. They entered and saw Luke walking in front of him. They hurried and they all entered the room together watching Jess who was reading a book. He didn't seem to notice them and kept reading . They stood awkwardly in the doorway waiting for him to notice them. A few minutes later he lowered his books just enough to peak over the edge. His eyes widened and he put the book down. "Hey." Rory bounced on the end of the bed and Lorelai on the other. Luke sat down in the chair.
"You're a hero!" Lorelai yelled earning a frown from a passing nurse.
"Indoor voice Lorelai," Rory chastised in a quiet voice.
"So," Jess said raising his eye brows "whats with all the decorations? I thought I'd earned my position as the 'hoodlum.' Does this mean I have to think of all new bad stuff."
"Well, this is my theory," Lorelai said. "Everyone loves Rory, you saved Rory therefore everyone loves you."
"Damn," he said snapping his fingers jokingly. "I do have to start over." Luke smacked him on the arm.
"Ouch." He complained "I believe that's abuse. Abuse is frowned upon in all fifty states especially towards the injured."
"At least I didn't hit you're broken arm," Luke retorted. Lorelai stood up and pulled him by the arm.
"Luke, I need coffee. Even if it is bad hospital coffee. Let's go." They left the room leaving Rory sitting cross-legged at the end of Jess's bed.
"Thanks," she said picking at the blanket.
"No problem, just next time you choose to run in front of a car make sure it's parked."
"When are you getting out of here?" She asked.
"Tomorrow morning. The doctor already talked to me."
"That's great."
"Yeah." They sat in uncomfortable silence for a few minutes.
"So I broke up with Dean."
"I'm sorry."
"It's not your fault we both decided it just wasn't a good relationship."
"That's too bad."
"Well, not really." She said smiling at him. "Not for me. Not for us."
The End
AN: What did you think??????? Look for my next story here's a quick preview.
Summary: Rory meets with the guidance counselor who informs her that in order for Rory to get into an Ivy League university she needs more extra curricular. So does Paris. The two decide to write/direct a play in Stars Hollow. Guess who tries out for a role?
Look for it in a few days.
