~*Rory/Jess*~
"You can't keep on doing this forever." I comment to my mom the next morning. "Ok, but who's talking about forever? I was just counting on the next couple of... years." She answers. "You wouldn't live without coffee for 2 hours, let alone 2 years." I mock her. "Live without coffee? Hell no! I'm just sending you in." she answers appalled. "I might won't be here in 2 year." I remind her. "Right, right... um... ok, no problem then. I'll hire a new kid!" she says, thrilled by her idea. "Mom! I can't believe you're willing to give up on me so easily!" I answer shocked. "Hey, you can't buy coffee for me from Harvard." She reminds me. "No, but I can air-mail it to you." I try. "It'd get cold." She shrugs, "but in the meantime, I totally allow you to march into Luke's and get me a cup of coffee. With Danish." "We all saw how that ended last time." I try to remind her. "No, but this time Luke really doesn't care about me. He would give it to you. It'd be a breeze." She reassures me. "I'm going alright. But you're crazy if you think he doesn't care about you." I say. "Well then, call me crazy. Wouldn't be a first time." She replies. "I'll be right back." I promise and enter the diner. "Rory, coffee?" Luke asks hurriedly as he passes by me. "Uh... yeah." I answer shocked. "Counter." He replies hastily and goes behind the counter. "Why the rush?" I ask. "Full diner and 2 workers." He answers. "Why, where's Jess?" I ask. "Up sick." He says and pours me coffee. "Actually, I need another one. And 2 Danishes. To go." I say trying to act nonchalantly.
He looks up at me and gets another cup.
"So, he's sick, huh? What's wrong?" I ask worried. "I think it's the flu." He answers packing the Danishes. "Huh. I had no idea there was a bacteria capable of subduing Jess." I say amused. "Yeah." Luke smirks, "there you go." He hands me the bag. "Thanks. Give him my best?" I ask and he nods, "bye."
I walk out of the diner and my mom immediately storms on the bag.
"Ooh, Danish! Coffee! You're the best child I've ever had!!!" she says excited. "Not at all offended by that. Actually, oddly enough it makes me feel better about myself." I say. "Happy to hear!" she answers and gulps her coffee, "hey, I've been meaning to ask you, when are you going to Washington?" "Excuse me?" I ask confused. "Yesterday, you said you're going to Washington. That still stands, right?" "Right..." I answer after awhile, "ok, I have to go to Lane." "And I have to go to work if you're planning on dinner tonight." She answers. "Was counting on it." I shrug. "So I'll see you back at the house, alright?" she ask and I nod.
She gives me a kiss on the cheek and I rush to Lane's.
~*Rory/Jess*~
Right. Washington. Completely forgot about that with the whole... Jess kiss-age.
I'm leaving for 2 months. And I don't know how things will be when I get back. I need to tell him I'm going, I need to see his reaction. Maybe that would help me guess how things will be when I'll get back. The same? All different?
I step into the diner with a brown paper bag, trying to walk upstairs without being noticed. But of course Luke immediately eyes me and I smile coyly.
"Where are you going?" he asks. "Um, upstairs." I answer trying to act casual. "What'cha got in the bag?" he asks smiling. "Um... a book. Yeah, uh, Jess lent me a book and I've come to return it to him." I babble. "Ok." He answers unconvinced, "just be careful not to catch his flu." "I will." I smile and rush up.
~*Rory/Jess*~
Jess' P.O.V:
I try to turn around to my right side when a knock on the door interrupts my pain.
"Yeah!" I call. "What did I tell you about inviting strangers to your house?" Rory asks smiling while she closes the door after her. "It's not my apartment anyway." I sit up shrugging, trying my best not to smile. She was just what I needed. "I, uh... I heard you're sick. Probably for the first time in your life... so I brought you something." She says and takes out a container from her brown paper bag. "Chicken soup?" I ask. "Yeah. Sorta my way of saying: 'please don't die'." She says sitting down next to me on the bed and I grin. "You got your mother's tact, didn't you?" I ask. "Well, you can't always get the perfect genes." She excuses. "I'd say you came out just fine." I say smiling.
She smiles shyly and lowers her eyes.
"So, um... did you make this soup?" I ask opening the container. "Do you want the honest answer for that?" she asks. "You know what? I'll live in the dark." I reply and she smiles. "Thanks." I say quietly and she keeps smiling, "and, um... don't worry. I'm not contagious." I whisper before kissing her.
The kiss is soft and only lasts for about 2 seconds.
"Um, Jess... the reason I came here besides giving you the soup... is, erm... I'm leaving." She struggles. "Stars Hollow?" I ask confused. "Well, yeah... I'm leaving for Washington." She answers and I look at her shocked, "but only for like... 2 months." "Why?" I ask expressionless. "Well, um... there's this thing, and I thought I'd... check it out." She answers. "So in other words, you freaked out over what happened at the wedding and now you're solving everything by leaving and forgetting about it for 2 months." I excuse for her. "Hey, I'm not 'forgetting' about anything, alright?" she asks aggravated. "Oh, so you just decided to go? All of a sudden?" I ask mockingly. "And what if I did? You know what? I don't think it's any of your business." She answers coldly, rising from my bed. "Of course it's my business, cuz you're leaving because of me! Because of... this!" I reply. "Please," she snorts, "don't flatter yourself." "Funny. I thought you were doing that just fine." I shoot back. "I'll see you in 2 months." She mutters and leaves.
"You can't keep on doing this forever." I comment to my mom the next morning. "Ok, but who's talking about forever? I was just counting on the next couple of... years." She answers. "You wouldn't live without coffee for 2 hours, let alone 2 years." I mock her. "Live without coffee? Hell no! I'm just sending you in." she answers appalled. "I might won't be here in 2 year." I remind her. "Right, right... um... ok, no problem then. I'll hire a new kid!" she says, thrilled by her idea. "Mom! I can't believe you're willing to give up on me so easily!" I answer shocked. "Hey, you can't buy coffee for me from Harvard." She reminds me. "No, but I can air-mail it to you." I try. "It'd get cold." She shrugs, "but in the meantime, I totally allow you to march into Luke's and get me a cup of coffee. With Danish." "We all saw how that ended last time." I try to remind her. "No, but this time Luke really doesn't care about me. He would give it to you. It'd be a breeze." She reassures me. "I'm going alright. But you're crazy if you think he doesn't care about you." I say. "Well then, call me crazy. Wouldn't be a first time." She replies. "I'll be right back." I promise and enter the diner. "Rory, coffee?" Luke asks hurriedly as he passes by me. "Uh... yeah." I answer shocked. "Counter." He replies hastily and goes behind the counter. "Why the rush?" I ask. "Full diner and 2 workers." He answers. "Why, where's Jess?" I ask. "Up sick." He says and pours me coffee. "Actually, I need another one. And 2 Danishes. To go." I say trying to act nonchalantly.
He looks up at me and gets another cup.
"So, he's sick, huh? What's wrong?" I ask worried. "I think it's the flu." He answers packing the Danishes. "Huh. I had no idea there was a bacteria capable of subduing Jess." I say amused. "Yeah." Luke smirks, "there you go." He hands me the bag. "Thanks. Give him my best?" I ask and he nods, "bye."
I walk out of the diner and my mom immediately storms on the bag.
"Ooh, Danish! Coffee! You're the best child I've ever had!!!" she says excited. "Not at all offended by that. Actually, oddly enough it makes me feel better about myself." I say. "Happy to hear!" she answers and gulps her coffee, "hey, I've been meaning to ask you, when are you going to Washington?" "Excuse me?" I ask confused. "Yesterday, you said you're going to Washington. That still stands, right?" "Right..." I answer after awhile, "ok, I have to go to Lane." "And I have to go to work if you're planning on dinner tonight." She answers. "Was counting on it." I shrug. "So I'll see you back at the house, alright?" she ask and I nod.
She gives me a kiss on the cheek and I rush to Lane's.
~*Rory/Jess*~
Right. Washington. Completely forgot about that with the whole... Jess kiss-age.
I'm leaving for 2 months. And I don't know how things will be when I get back. I need to tell him I'm going, I need to see his reaction. Maybe that would help me guess how things will be when I'll get back. The same? All different?
I step into the diner with a brown paper bag, trying to walk upstairs without being noticed. But of course Luke immediately eyes me and I smile coyly.
"Where are you going?" he asks. "Um, upstairs." I answer trying to act casual. "What'cha got in the bag?" he asks smiling. "Um... a book. Yeah, uh, Jess lent me a book and I've come to return it to him." I babble. "Ok." He answers unconvinced, "just be careful not to catch his flu." "I will." I smile and rush up.
~*Rory/Jess*~
Jess' P.O.V:
I try to turn around to my right side when a knock on the door interrupts my pain.
"Yeah!" I call. "What did I tell you about inviting strangers to your house?" Rory asks smiling while she closes the door after her. "It's not my apartment anyway." I sit up shrugging, trying my best not to smile. She was just what I needed. "I, uh... I heard you're sick. Probably for the first time in your life... so I brought you something." She says and takes out a container from her brown paper bag. "Chicken soup?" I ask. "Yeah. Sorta my way of saying: 'please don't die'." She says sitting down next to me on the bed and I grin. "You got your mother's tact, didn't you?" I ask. "Well, you can't always get the perfect genes." She excuses. "I'd say you came out just fine." I say smiling.
She smiles shyly and lowers her eyes.
"So, um... did you make this soup?" I ask opening the container. "Do you want the honest answer for that?" she asks. "You know what? I'll live in the dark." I reply and she smiles. "Thanks." I say quietly and she keeps smiling, "and, um... don't worry. I'm not contagious." I whisper before kissing her.
The kiss is soft and only lasts for about 2 seconds.
"Um, Jess... the reason I came here besides giving you the soup... is, erm... I'm leaving." She struggles. "Stars Hollow?" I ask confused. "Well, yeah... I'm leaving for Washington." She answers and I look at her shocked, "but only for like... 2 months." "Why?" I ask expressionless. "Well, um... there's this thing, and I thought I'd... check it out." She answers. "So in other words, you freaked out over what happened at the wedding and now you're solving everything by leaving and forgetting about it for 2 months." I excuse for her. "Hey, I'm not 'forgetting' about anything, alright?" she asks aggravated. "Oh, so you just decided to go? All of a sudden?" I ask mockingly. "And what if I did? You know what? I don't think it's any of your business." She answers coldly, rising from my bed. "Of course it's my business, cuz you're leaving because of me! Because of... this!" I reply. "Please," she snorts, "don't flatter yourself." "Funny. I thought you were doing that just fine." I shoot back. "I'll see you in 2 months." She mutters and leaves.