Title: Family Now
Author: Vona
E-mail: Joshysgurlie15@aol.com
Feedback: I need feedback to breath. I'm quite partial to it:)
Distribution: I don't mind, just ask.
Disclaimer: I own Milo and that's it. At least that's what I wish. Amy
Sherman-Pallidino is the genius behind these characters. Except for the
ones you don't recognize.
Summary: Rory and Jess elope, the marriage, the repercussions, life after
marriage. It's Literati or whatever you wanna call it.
Rating: PG
Classification: Romance and sometimes it gets kind of angsty.
Preparations Chapter 2
He arrived back with a backpack and four cups of coffee. Rory was rushing around, packing her own backpack. She had chosen a light pink, knee-length dress she had. It was spaghetti strapped and had a sheer film of silver over it. It was the closest thing she had to a wedding dress. She packed it carefully, with shoes and two books. She had a purse in which she put her make up and hair pins. Jess walked into the kitchen to find Rory zipping the bag up. "Coffee! Drink of the Gods!" "You are a Goddess." Rory smiled, "Since when did you start saying cheesy things like that." Jess smirked and said jokingly, "Since I fell deeply and madly in love with you." "OK, we have to stop before I make myself sick. I left my mom a note that said I wouldn't be back until tomorrow. We can tell her then." Jess nodded and fingered the ring he had in his pocket. It had actually been in the Mariano family for generations. When Rob had left Liz, she had thrown the ring at the wall. Jess, being a little boy of six, didn't understand why she had tossed the ring across the room, but he had picked it up carefully, knowing that the ring was valuable. He had kept it with him since then. Now he would give it to Rory. Rory took his hand and they walked to the bus stop together.
They arrived in New York City, two hours later. "Stay close to me. The church is not on the greatest side of town. I don't want you to get mugged on our wedding day." "Oh, but any other day it's okay?" "Rory, you know what I mean." "I know, but it's fun to taunt you." Jess spotted a flower stand. He took Rory to it. "Every bride needs a bouquet. Pick one." Rory looked at the selection of flowers. She chose a bouquet of roses, baby's breath, and carnations of various shades of pink. Jess bought them for her and then led her to a stone building. They stopped in front of it. They stared at it. "Are you sure you want to do this, Rory? There is no pressure from me. The last thing I want to do is to make you do something you don't want to do." "I want to marry you, Jess." "Are you ready to go in?" "Yes." They opened the heavy wooden doors and walked into the church.
"Jess Mariano! I have not seen you in a long time." Jess nodded to a priest. "Hey, Father Destin." "What do I owe the pleasure of this visit?" The kind priest turned is eyes towards Rory and watched her with curiousity. "We want to get married. She's not Catholic, but we want to marry." "Are you sure? You're awfully young." "I love Rory more than my own life." "I love Jess more than anyone will ever understand." Father Destin studied both youths. They seemed to have a bond that was stronger than anything he had ever seen. They spoke without words. Father Destin had never even seen Jess this happy, not even when he was a child. Jess had come occasionally to the church since he was 6, mostly when he was left alone when his mother was out partying and after his father had disappeared. Father Destin had watched out for Jess, but as he had gotten older, Jess had pulled away. Then he had heard that Jess had gotten arrested and that his mother had sent him away to live with her brother in Connecticut. "I'm advising against this, Jess." "Duly noted, Father. Rory, how long until you can be ready for the ceremony?" "An hour." "Will you be able to perform the ceremony then, Father." "Alright. Do you have any witnesses?" Both teens shook their heads solemnly. The girl had looked away. Father Destin sighed. "Sister Catherine, show this young girl to the wedding room." The sister agreed and took her to a small room with a mirror and counter. Rory smiled warmly and thanked her. Sister Catherine smiled and shut the door.
Rory changed into her dress and stared at her reflection. She pinned her hair up into a French twist and put a few sprigs of baby breath in it. She sprayed her hairspray. She applied some light make up and smeared some pink lip gloss on. She smiled. She hoped she looked okay, this was her wedding day. She wished Lane and her mother could be here, and her Grandma and Grandpa, and Luke... but she decided she wouldn't dwell on the fact that they weren't. She stuck her head out the door and saw Sister Catherine waiting with a license. Rory saw Jess's firm signature on his blank. She signed in her own bubbly, no nonsense hand writing. She looked up with light twinkling in her blue eyes. "I'm gettin' married." She repeated her mother's words. Sister Catherine nodded, "You two are really in love." "Yeah, we are. I know it will shock everyone that we eloped, but Jess and I are made to be together. Do you believe in soul mates, Sister?" "Not really." "I didn't either, until Jess." The Sister smiled and went to tell Father Destin and Sister Theresa that they were ready.
"Are you sure about this, my Son?" Father Destin questioned. "Yeah, Rory is the only one in the world that has ever cared about me. I love her so much, it hurts. I don't know what I would do without her." "I feel a little better about the marriage, then." "Thanks for performing the ceremony, Father. It means a lot to me." "I have known you for a lot of years, Jess." "Yes, you have." "She'll watch out for you, won't she?" "She always has." Jess adjusted his tie and pinned a pink rose on his lapel. "I'm ready." Sister Catherine smiled, "Good, because Rory is too." Jess felt butterflies flutter in his stomach. He didn't know why he was nervous. It wasn't like Rory was going to back out of this. Rory loved him. He knew that. He chided himself for being nervous. He was getting married to his Angel, his innocent, pure, special Angel.
Preparations Chapter 2
He arrived back with a backpack and four cups of coffee. Rory was rushing around, packing her own backpack. She had chosen a light pink, knee-length dress she had. It was spaghetti strapped and had a sheer film of silver over it. It was the closest thing she had to a wedding dress. She packed it carefully, with shoes and two books. She had a purse in which she put her make up and hair pins. Jess walked into the kitchen to find Rory zipping the bag up. "Coffee! Drink of the Gods!" "You are a Goddess." Rory smiled, "Since when did you start saying cheesy things like that." Jess smirked and said jokingly, "Since I fell deeply and madly in love with you." "OK, we have to stop before I make myself sick. I left my mom a note that said I wouldn't be back until tomorrow. We can tell her then." Jess nodded and fingered the ring he had in his pocket. It had actually been in the Mariano family for generations. When Rob had left Liz, she had thrown the ring at the wall. Jess, being a little boy of six, didn't understand why she had tossed the ring across the room, but he had picked it up carefully, knowing that the ring was valuable. He had kept it with him since then. Now he would give it to Rory. Rory took his hand and they walked to the bus stop together.
They arrived in New York City, two hours later. "Stay close to me. The church is not on the greatest side of town. I don't want you to get mugged on our wedding day." "Oh, but any other day it's okay?" "Rory, you know what I mean." "I know, but it's fun to taunt you." Jess spotted a flower stand. He took Rory to it. "Every bride needs a bouquet. Pick one." Rory looked at the selection of flowers. She chose a bouquet of roses, baby's breath, and carnations of various shades of pink. Jess bought them for her and then led her to a stone building. They stopped in front of it. They stared at it. "Are you sure you want to do this, Rory? There is no pressure from me. The last thing I want to do is to make you do something you don't want to do." "I want to marry you, Jess." "Are you ready to go in?" "Yes." They opened the heavy wooden doors and walked into the church.
"Jess Mariano! I have not seen you in a long time." Jess nodded to a priest. "Hey, Father Destin." "What do I owe the pleasure of this visit?" The kind priest turned is eyes towards Rory and watched her with curiousity. "We want to get married. She's not Catholic, but we want to marry." "Are you sure? You're awfully young." "I love Rory more than my own life." "I love Jess more than anyone will ever understand." Father Destin studied both youths. They seemed to have a bond that was stronger than anything he had ever seen. They spoke without words. Father Destin had never even seen Jess this happy, not even when he was a child. Jess had come occasionally to the church since he was 6, mostly when he was left alone when his mother was out partying and after his father had disappeared. Father Destin had watched out for Jess, but as he had gotten older, Jess had pulled away. Then he had heard that Jess had gotten arrested and that his mother had sent him away to live with her brother in Connecticut. "I'm advising against this, Jess." "Duly noted, Father. Rory, how long until you can be ready for the ceremony?" "An hour." "Will you be able to perform the ceremony then, Father." "Alright. Do you have any witnesses?" Both teens shook their heads solemnly. The girl had looked away. Father Destin sighed. "Sister Catherine, show this young girl to the wedding room." The sister agreed and took her to a small room with a mirror and counter. Rory smiled warmly and thanked her. Sister Catherine smiled and shut the door.
Rory changed into her dress and stared at her reflection. She pinned her hair up into a French twist and put a few sprigs of baby breath in it. She sprayed her hairspray. She applied some light make up and smeared some pink lip gloss on. She smiled. She hoped she looked okay, this was her wedding day. She wished Lane and her mother could be here, and her Grandma and Grandpa, and Luke... but she decided she wouldn't dwell on the fact that they weren't. She stuck her head out the door and saw Sister Catherine waiting with a license. Rory saw Jess's firm signature on his blank. She signed in her own bubbly, no nonsense hand writing. She looked up with light twinkling in her blue eyes. "I'm gettin' married." She repeated her mother's words. Sister Catherine nodded, "You two are really in love." "Yeah, we are. I know it will shock everyone that we eloped, but Jess and I are made to be together. Do you believe in soul mates, Sister?" "Not really." "I didn't either, until Jess." The Sister smiled and went to tell Father Destin and Sister Theresa that they were ready.
"Are you sure about this, my Son?" Father Destin questioned. "Yeah, Rory is the only one in the world that has ever cared about me. I love her so much, it hurts. I don't know what I would do without her." "I feel a little better about the marriage, then." "Thanks for performing the ceremony, Father. It means a lot to me." "I have known you for a lot of years, Jess." "Yes, you have." "She'll watch out for you, won't she?" "She always has." Jess adjusted his tie and pinned a pink rose on his lapel. "I'm ready." Sister Catherine smiled, "Good, because Rory is too." Jess felt butterflies flutter in his stomach. He didn't know why he was nervous. It wasn't like Rory was going to back out of this. Rory loved him. He knew that. He chided himself for being nervous. He was getting married to his Angel, his innocent, pure, special Angel.