FOREWORD
The idea for this story was basically Jewls13's. She's a genius, lol. She emailed me after reading my other fic with this idea. I pretty much just expand on what she tells me! She reads what I write and gives me great ideas, so everybody thank her!
I realize that in the beginning the plot will seem a lot like "Then There Were Two", but believe me, it's completely different.
Reviews are much loved, by the way, but if you have suggestions tell them to me nicely!
By the way, in this fic, Dean moved back to Chicago, so he's gone. Disappeared. Not involved at all. Rory's fine, not pining for him or anything.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Rory, Jess, Luke, Stars Hollow, or anything appearing on the show Gilmore Girls. However, Jewls13 and I own Brianna, Dominic, and any events relating to those two. Sue me? Fine. But you'll get jack-shit because my daddy loves me and would hire the bestest lawyer in the world!
******~Code Of Silence~******
Jess rubbed his still sleepy eyes, attempting to wipe away the blurriness in his sight. Stifling a huge yawn, the diner came into focus, many patrons sitting at the tables and Rory and Lorelai eating breakfast at the counter. He smiled as he watched Rory shove her face with pancakes, looking just as sleepy as he felt.
Luke snapped Jess out of his trance with a barking, "Hey, Jess, take these to the table by the door!"
Jess sighed, grabbing the two plates and wincing at the hot stoneware. He ushered them over to the two girls by the window, and hastily set them down. Returning to the counter, he was bombarded with orders from Luke.
Sighing, he grabbed the coffee pot and traveled from table to table. He and refilled the coffee cup of Taylor, who was arguing with someone over something, as he always did.
"Be careful!" Taylor ordered, leaning back and away from the table. The coffee had sloshed over the side of the cup, and was slowly moving across the table.
"Jess, pay attention!" Luke ordered him. Jess ignored Rory's giggle as he grabbed a towel and started wiping up the spill.
"Well, well," a familiar voice said from above him. "Jess Danes living a live of servitude, I never thought I'd see the day."
Jess looked up in disbelief, thinking that the lack of sleep he'd endured the night before was giving him hallucinations.
"Bree?" He asked hesitantly.
She laughed, her voice filling the diner. Dropping her backpack, she smiled and ran lightly towards him. She jumped into his arms, wrapping her jean- encased legs around his waist. Giddy with happiness, Jess swung her around, her long golden hair trailing behind her.
The diner patrons looked on curiously as Jess brought her up, her legs finding the floor as her hands slid down his chest. They stayed in a warm embrace, her fingers lacing around the back of his neck and Jess's hands holding her tightly to him as if he really wanted to make sure she was there.
She pulled away from him, a huge smile on her bright face. "Happy to see me?" She asked him teasingly.
"You know it," Jess smiled. "But if you're here…" He started.
"He's outside talking to the trees. He said they were looking at him funny."
Jess nodded as if this was completely natural, and he tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "What are you doing here?"
"We missed, you, darling," she smiled. "It's just not the same without you."
Jess laughed, running his hands down her arms.
"Uh oh," Lorelai whispered to Luke as Rory looked at Jess with a hint of jealousy.
"Come on," Luke said, not a speck of worry in his voice. "She's a seventeen year old girl, she's harmless."
"Jess?" Bree asked. "Do you have a place I could change? I'm feeling kind of travel grungy," She smiled, looking down at herself. She was clad in light colored jeans with holes in the knees and a wrinkled long-sleeved gray shirt, her dark blonde hair piled messily on top of her head. Her face, bare of all makeup, had that look you get from too much sleep.
"Of course," Jess smiled, walking a few steps over and picking up the discarded backpack. He returned to her, taking her hand and leading her around the counter. "Up there," He said, pointing up the stairs.
She smiled, and cupped the side of his face.
"I missed you, love."
She flounced up the stairs, leaving behind an overwhelmed Jess. He stood there for a minute, staring up after her, a goofy look on his face the residents of Stars Hollow had never seen before.
"Jess?" Rory said, breaking his reverie.
"Hummm?" he replied, turning towards them.
"Who is that?" Lorelai asked, an emphasis on the "that".
"That's Bree. She's—" Jess started, but was interrupted by another voice from the entrance to the diner.
"Mommy!" a skinny guy cried. His thin frame was draped in a black tee and jeans, a thick chain around his neck and gloves sans the fingers on his hands.
Jess laughed as the guy ran to him and jumped in his arms.
"Get off of me!" Jess protested, still chuckling.
The guy let go, running his fingers through his spiky blonde hair.
They pulled into a hug, slapping each other's backs.
Jess asked into the guy's ear, "Is everything okay?"
The guy gave him a big, wet, smacking kiss on the cheek and said, "Everything's great, my love. Just great."
Jess smiled, relieved, and then turned to Luke and the Gilmores. "This is Dominic Parker. Dom, this is my uncle Luke, my friend Rory Gilmore, and her mother Lorelai." He introduced them.
Dom shook Luke's hand, who grunted, "Nice to meet you."
Turning to Rory and Lorelai, Dominic said to them, "Enchante, mademoiselles." He took their hands and lightly kissed them.
"Now, now, Dom," Jess laughed. "You've been here for two minutes."
Dom shrugged, winking at Rory, "He'd afraid of the competition."
Jess shoved him; "You're no competition for me."
Amazingly alike in their expressions, the two broke into chuckles.
"Dom's from home in New York." Jess said.
Just then, Bree reappeared in the entrance to the stairs.
The modest gray tee that had hidden her body was gone, and now a white tank was there. It came just below her full breasts, accenting her flat and toned stomach. Her casual jeans were replaced with a denim skirt that fell low on her round hips. The jagged him fell above her knees, a few inches above where her formidable looking black lace-up army boots began. Her dark blonde hair was down and flowing down her back, held out of her face with a black bandanna. Her formerly makeup free face was now a palette of heavy black eyeliner and shiny dark berry lip-gloss.
Jess quickly walked over to her, his hands wrapping around her bare waist. Rory noticed how comfortable they looked there, just running over the bare skin on her back. Her fingers ran through his hair, thick, intricate silver rings on every one. She turned Jess so her back was towards the diner, a tattoo peeking up over the back of her very low skirt. She whispered something in his ear that made him smile.
Lorelai looked at Luke, saying, "Harmless, huh?"
The idea for this story was basically Jewls13's. She's a genius, lol. She emailed me after reading my other fic with this idea. I pretty much just expand on what she tells me! She reads what I write and gives me great ideas, so everybody thank her!
I realize that in the beginning the plot will seem a lot like "Then There Were Two", but believe me, it's completely different.
Reviews are much loved, by the way, but if you have suggestions tell them to me nicely!
By the way, in this fic, Dean moved back to Chicago, so he's gone. Disappeared. Not involved at all. Rory's fine, not pining for him or anything.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Rory, Jess, Luke, Stars Hollow, or anything appearing on the show Gilmore Girls. However, Jewls13 and I own Brianna, Dominic, and any events relating to those two. Sue me? Fine. But you'll get jack-shit because my daddy loves me and would hire the bestest lawyer in the world!
******~Code Of Silence~******
Jess rubbed his still sleepy eyes, attempting to wipe away the blurriness in his sight. Stifling a huge yawn, the diner came into focus, many patrons sitting at the tables and Rory and Lorelai eating breakfast at the counter. He smiled as he watched Rory shove her face with pancakes, looking just as sleepy as he felt.
Luke snapped Jess out of his trance with a barking, "Hey, Jess, take these to the table by the door!"
Jess sighed, grabbing the two plates and wincing at the hot stoneware. He ushered them over to the two girls by the window, and hastily set them down. Returning to the counter, he was bombarded with orders from Luke.
Sighing, he grabbed the coffee pot and traveled from table to table. He and refilled the coffee cup of Taylor, who was arguing with someone over something, as he always did.
"Be careful!" Taylor ordered, leaning back and away from the table. The coffee had sloshed over the side of the cup, and was slowly moving across the table.
"Jess, pay attention!" Luke ordered him. Jess ignored Rory's giggle as he grabbed a towel and started wiping up the spill.
"Well, well," a familiar voice said from above him. "Jess Danes living a live of servitude, I never thought I'd see the day."
Jess looked up in disbelief, thinking that the lack of sleep he'd endured the night before was giving him hallucinations.
"Bree?" He asked hesitantly.
She laughed, her voice filling the diner. Dropping her backpack, she smiled and ran lightly towards him. She jumped into his arms, wrapping her jean- encased legs around his waist. Giddy with happiness, Jess swung her around, her long golden hair trailing behind her.
The diner patrons looked on curiously as Jess brought her up, her legs finding the floor as her hands slid down his chest. They stayed in a warm embrace, her fingers lacing around the back of his neck and Jess's hands holding her tightly to him as if he really wanted to make sure she was there.
She pulled away from him, a huge smile on her bright face. "Happy to see me?" She asked him teasingly.
"You know it," Jess smiled. "But if you're here…" He started.
"He's outside talking to the trees. He said they were looking at him funny."
Jess nodded as if this was completely natural, and he tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "What are you doing here?"
"We missed, you, darling," she smiled. "It's just not the same without you."
Jess laughed, running his hands down her arms.
"Uh oh," Lorelai whispered to Luke as Rory looked at Jess with a hint of jealousy.
"Come on," Luke said, not a speck of worry in his voice. "She's a seventeen year old girl, she's harmless."
"Jess?" Bree asked. "Do you have a place I could change? I'm feeling kind of travel grungy," She smiled, looking down at herself. She was clad in light colored jeans with holes in the knees and a wrinkled long-sleeved gray shirt, her dark blonde hair piled messily on top of her head. Her face, bare of all makeup, had that look you get from too much sleep.
"Of course," Jess smiled, walking a few steps over and picking up the discarded backpack. He returned to her, taking her hand and leading her around the counter. "Up there," He said, pointing up the stairs.
She smiled, and cupped the side of his face.
"I missed you, love."
She flounced up the stairs, leaving behind an overwhelmed Jess. He stood there for a minute, staring up after her, a goofy look on his face the residents of Stars Hollow had never seen before.
"Jess?" Rory said, breaking his reverie.
"Hummm?" he replied, turning towards them.
"Who is that?" Lorelai asked, an emphasis on the "that".
"That's Bree. She's—" Jess started, but was interrupted by another voice from the entrance to the diner.
"Mommy!" a skinny guy cried. His thin frame was draped in a black tee and jeans, a thick chain around his neck and gloves sans the fingers on his hands.
Jess laughed as the guy ran to him and jumped in his arms.
"Get off of me!" Jess protested, still chuckling.
The guy let go, running his fingers through his spiky blonde hair.
They pulled into a hug, slapping each other's backs.
Jess asked into the guy's ear, "Is everything okay?"
The guy gave him a big, wet, smacking kiss on the cheek and said, "Everything's great, my love. Just great."
Jess smiled, relieved, and then turned to Luke and the Gilmores. "This is Dominic Parker. Dom, this is my uncle Luke, my friend Rory Gilmore, and her mother Lorelai." He introduced them.
Dom shook Luke's hand, who grunted, "Nice to meet you."
Turning to Rory and Lorelai, Dominic said to them, "Enchante, mademoiselles." He took their hands and lightly kissed them.
"Now, now, Dom," Jess laughed. "You've been here for two minutes."
Dom shrugged, winking at Rory, "He'd afraid of the competition."
Jess shoved him; "You're no competition for me."
Amazingly alike in their expressions, the two broke into chuckles.
"Dom's from home in New York." Jess said.
Just then, Bree reappeared in the entrance to the stairs.
The modest gray tee that had hidden her body was gone, and now a white tank was there. It came just below her full breasts, accenting her flat and toned stomach. Her casual jeans were replaced with a denim skirt that fell low on her round hips. The jagged him fell above her knees, a few inches above where her formidable looking black lace-up army boots began. Her dark blonde hair was down and flowing down her back, held out of her face with a black bandanna. Her formerly makeup free face was now a palette of heavy black eyeliner and shiny dark berry lip-gloss.
Jess quickly walked over to her, his hands wrapping around her bare waist. Rory noticed how comfortable they looked there, just running over the bare skin on her back. Her fingers ran through his hair, thick, intricate silver rings on every one. She turned Jess so her back was towards the diner, a tattoo peeking up over the back of her very low skirt. She whispered something in his ear that made him smile.
Lorelai looked at Luke, saying, "Harmless, huh?"