A/N: please review my story. I need to know if people like it or not.
Pleeeeez? I'll give you coffee. Wait, no I won't, but please review. I'm
desperate! Oh, and Jesse is now Jess thanks to Jocelyn.
"Luke, I need coffee!" Lorelai was at the counter pleading with Luke. Although she knew that there was a full cup under the counter, she liked flirting with him.
"It's 9 o'clock at night. You will be asleep in an hour."
"I can't go to sleep without coffee!"
"If you drink it now you won't be able to get to sleep either.
"So." Lorelai put her finger to her chin and looked into space thinking. "It's either no coffee and no sleep or lots of coffee and no sleep. I believe I shall choose the latter."
"That stuff will kill you, you know."
"We're all dying gradually, though, aren't we?"
"Some faster than others."
"Just give me the coffee and nobody gets hurt!" She held her hands together, index fingers pointed towards Luke, like a gun.
"I'm not going to stand her and watch you kill yourself, Lorelai."
"Well then stand over there and watch me kill myself." She pointed to an empty table.
Suddenly the bells on the door jingled interrupting their little scene. Luke smiled at Lorelai (actually it was more of a half smile with a sigh of relief at getting away from Lorelai's annoying addiction. As he took the man's orders Lorelai, not bothering to see who had walked in at this ungodly hour, reached behind the counter and pulled out a full, steaming cup of Luke's 'gourmet' coffee. The first sip was heaven. It was like she had never tasted coffee in her life. After a few more sips, she slowly turned to Luke and the man with a knack for disrupting late-night coffee drinkers.
"I'll have a coke and fries," said the man. That voice. I know that voice. But it can't be.
"Christopher?"
"Oh, hey, Lor."
Lorelai sat there blinking and looking confused. She was trying to figure things out. Why was he back here? And why was he so friendly after what she had said to him the last time he was here?
"Hello?" Christopher waved at Lorelai's blank eyes.
"Why are you here?"
"I was expecting more of a 'wow! Christopher! It's been so long!'"
"Wow! Christopher! It's been so long!" She changed moods slightly but then back again. "The question remains: why are you here?"
"Well, it's a long story. See, sherry and I sort of had a fight."
"A fight, huh?"
"Yes, a fight. And I sort of threatened to move out. And she sort of."
"Enough with the 'sort of's.' Just tell me."
"She said that she wanted me to move out. That she was bored with me. So I took all my stuff and moved the only place I knew I would be accepted. Here."
"Moved." She needed reassurance. "Just like that."
"Just like that." He confirmed.
Without another word Lorelai got up and walked out the door.
~~The Gilmore House~~
"Rory!" Lorelai yelled at the top of her lungs as she walked into the living room.
"Shut up," an annoyed Rory shot back. "I'm right here." She was slouched on the couch with the same tub of chocolate ice cream sitting on the floor. Took a huge scoop of ice cream and shoved it in her mouth.
"Okay.um, déjà vu. Mind telling me what it is now?" Lorelai sat down next to Rory.
"Dean broke up with me. again." She sobbed.
"What do you want me to do to him? Beat him up with my own hard fist? I'm willing to, you know." Not only was she mad at him for breaking her little girl's heart, but also for ruining her chance with Luke. She knew where this was going. Rory and Jess would finally get together and tear Luke and her apart.
"No, Mom, I'm just confused. He said that I don't love him, and that we kiss like we are celebrating our 40th anniversary. How could he think that I don't love him?"
"Maybe he's right."
"Mom, you're supposed to be on my side!"
"I'm just saying that maybe you two don't belong together." She was herself coming to accept this. "Maybe, just maybe, you felt obliged to stay with him because he was your first boyfriend."
"How can you say that?!" Rory suddenly thought of Jess and how she felt that she could see right through him. She got up and ran to her room.
"Rory!" Her mother called after her.
In her room, Rory slammed the door, got out of her pajamas and into some street clothes. She climbed out the window, all the while hearing her mother scream apologies through her door.
~~That night at Luke's~~
"Jess go outside and cool off," Luke yelled after breaking up a fight between Jess and Kurt about the quality of the hamburger buns.
"But Uncle Lukey," Jess put on a six year old voice. "It's so dark out there. I'm scared."
"GO!"
"Fine," he said walking out the door. He kept walking, though. Around the corner, through the town. He had no intention of going anywhere specific, but turned and decided to go down to the lake. Hopefully he could forget something there. He walked down the path thinking about Janet and Rory. He knew that he loved Janet, but what was this with Rory? Now that she and Dean had broken, up his feelings seemed to be even stronger. 'No!' He smacked himself on the head. 'How many times do I have to tell you? I love JANET.'
"Don't beat yourself up."
Jess looked up wondering who it was. He didn't recognize the voice.
"Who are you?"
"Don't you remember? I'm Christopher. It's Jesse, right?"
"Jess, and no, I don't remember you."
"Sorry, I'm Rory's dad." The sound of her name made Jess's heart jump, but him blank expression remained. "You know, I can read right through you."
"What do you mean?" Jess tried to sound innocent, but deep inside, he was scared. What if this guy actually knew what he was thinking? Knew all his secrets? What if this guy could read his mind? Knew who he was? But what scared him the most was the fact that maybe he wasn't the only one or that he might tell her.
"I mean that you remind me of myself at your age. Wild and full of energy, yet I can see that you have a sensitive side just like I did. You like to read, don't you?"
"Well, yea." Okay, this was freaky. It's not like he wore a sign saying 'I like to read' or any thing.
"Dickens?" It was more of a statement asking for approval.
"Uh, hu." Getting freakier. How is this possible? I always wear the same face. He really can see through me. No, that's not possible. It's just that he was like me. He probably just knows some things about me.
"You read to get away from your own problem."
"I never tell anybody stuff like that." This guy didn't even know his name. How would he know all this about him?
"I know."
"This is freaky." Jess started down the path.
"Just a word of advice: The past can only give us some answers. Others we must learn for ourselves. Oh, and some promises aren't meant to be kept."
"Goodbye, Yodda." Who did he think he was? Some 'elder of great wisdom' or something? All promises are made to be kept.
He continued down the path thinking about what this stranger had told him. What if he actually knew what was right? But he wouldn't take some old loony's advice. He would not break his promise to Janet no matter what. He had gone this far without a girlfriend. Why not a few more decades? He was strong, enough. As he looked up he saw what he had been dreading. There she sat on the bridge. Knees tucked tight to her chest. She was even more beautiful by the dim moonlight. He approached her and was ready to carry on a conversation of some sort when she, without looking up, started it herself.
"Why are you hard? It's like nothing gets through. It's amazing. You don't show any feelings whatsoever."
"I." He wasn't quite sure what to say. It was true. Or at least he thought so. "I do show some feeling. It just depends where I am and what they are."
"Fine, show me a feeling. Any feeling." She stood up to his level. This was a dare. He had to take it. He had no choice. Which feeling should he show her? He had so many locked inside. Then, as if he hadn't been the one to choose, he leaned closer to her. When their lips touched it was like ice cold fire. He closed his eyes and stared to draw back.
~~Rory's point of view~~
Wow. This was amazing. All she could think about was him. It wasn't like him to do this, but she liked it so very much. When he started to pull away she needed more. She pulled him back in for another. This was better than any kiss she had with Dean. It was so new, like she was being cleansed of Dean. Out of breath, she pulled away from the enchanting kiss. As she opened her eyes she felt dizzy. Wait, this meant that she really did like Jess. He opened him mouth to say something, but she turned around and ran down the path to her house.
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"Luke, I need coffee!" Lorelai was at the counter pleading with Luke. Although she knew that there was a full cup under the counter, she liked flirting with him.
"It's 9 o'clock at night. You will be asleep in an hour."
"I can't go to sleep without coffee!"
"If you drink it now you won't be able to get to sleep either.
"So." Lorelai put her finger to her chin and looked into space thinking. "It's either no coffee and no sleep or lots of coffee and no sleep. I believe I shall choose the latter."
"That stuff will kill you, you know."
"We're all dying gradually, though, aren't we?"
"Some faster than others."
"Just give me the coffee and nobody gets hurt!" She held her hands together, index fingers pointed towards Luke, like a gun.
"I'm not going to stand her and watch you kill yourself, Lorelai."
"Well then stand over there and watch me kill myself." She pointed to an empty table.
Suddenly the bells on the door jingled interrupting their little scene. Luke smiled at Lorelai (actually it was more of a half smile with a sigh of relief at getting away from Lorelai's annoying addiction. As he took the man's orders Lorelai, not bothering to see who had walked in at this ungodly hour, reached behind the counter and pulled out a full, steaming cup of Luke's 'gourmet' coffee. The first sip was heaven. It was like she had never tasted coffee in her life. After a few more sips, she slowly turned to Luke and the man with a knack for disrupting late-night coffee drinkers.
"I'll have a coke and fries," said the man. That voice. I know that voice. But it can't be.
"Christopher?"
"Oh, hey, Lor."
Lorelai sat there blinking and looking confused. She was trying to figure things out. Why was he back here? And why was he so friendly after what she had said to him the last time he was here?
"Hello?" Christopher waved at Lorelai's blank eyes.
"Why are you here?"
"I was expecting more of a 'wow! Christopher! It's been so long!'"
"Wow! Christopher! It's been so long!" She changed moods slightly but then back again. "The question remains: why are you here?"
"Well, it's a long story. See, sherry and I sort of had a fight."
"A fight, huh?"
"Yes, a fight. And I sort of threatened to move out. And she sort of."
"Enough with the 'sort of's.' Just tell me."
"She said that she wanted me to move out. That she was bored with me. So I took all my stuff and moved the only place I knew I would be accepted. Here."
"Moved." She needed reassurance. "Just like that."
"Just like that." He confirmed.
Without another word Lorelai got up and walked out the door.
~~The Gilmore House~~
"Rory!" Lorelai yelled at the top of her lungs as she walked into the living room.
"Shut up," an annoyed Rory shot back. "I'm right here." She was slouched on the couch with the same tub of chocolate ice cream sitting on the floor. Took a huge scoop of ice cream and shoved it in her mouth.
"Okay.um, déjà vu. Mind telling me what it is now?" Lorelai sat down next to Rory.
"Dean broke up with me. again." She sobbed.
"What do you want me to do to him? Beat him up with my own hard fist? I'm willing to, you know." Not only was she mad at him for breaking her little girl's heart, but also for ruining her chance with Luke. She knew where this was going. Rory and Jess would finally get together and tear Luke and her apart.
"No, Mom, I'm just confused. He said that I don't love him, and that we kiss like we are celebrating our 40th anniversary. How could he think that I don't love him?"
"Maybe he's right."
"Mom, you're supposed to be on my side!"
"I'm just saying that maybe you two don't belong together." She was herself coming to accept this. "Maybe, just maybe, you felt obliged to stay with him because he was your first boyfriend."
"How can you say that?!" Rory suddenly thought of Jess and how she felt that she could see right through him. She got up and ran to her room.
"Rory!" Her mother called after her.
In her room, Rory slammed the door, got out of her pajamas and into some street clothes. She climbed out the window, all the while hearing her mother scream apologies through her door.
~~That night at Luke's~~
"Jess go outside and cool off," Luke yelled after breaking up a fight between Jess and Kurt about the quality of the hamburger buns.
"But Uncle Lukey," Jess put on a six year old voice. "It's so dark out there. I'm scared."
"GO!"
"Fine," he said walking out the door. He kept walking, though. Around the corner, through the town. He had no intention of going anywhere specific, but turned and decided to go down to the lake. Hopefully he could forget something there. He walked down the path thinking about Janet and Rory. He knew that he loved Janet, but what was this with Rory? Now that she and Dean had broken, up his feelings seemed to be even stronger. 'No!' He smacked himself on the head. 'How many times do I have to tell you? I love JANET.'
"Don't beat yourself up."
Jess looked up wondering who it was. He didn't recognize the voice.
"Who are you?"
"Don't you remember? I'm Christopher. It's Jesse, right?"
"Jess, and no, I don't remember you."
"Sorry, I'm Rory's dad." The sound of her name made Jess's heart jump, but him blank expression remained. "You know, I can read right through you."
"What do you mean?" Jess tried to sound innocent, but deep inside, he was scared. What if this guy actually knew what he was thinking? Knew all his secrets? What if this guy could read his mind? Knew who he was? But what scared him the most was the fact that maybe he wasn't the only one or that he might tell her.
"I mean that you remind me of myself at your age. Wild and full of energy, yet I can see that you have a sensitive side just like I did. You like to read, don't you?"
"Well, yea." Okay, this was freaky. It's not like he wore a sign saying 'I like to read' or any thing.
"Dickens?" It was more of a statement asking for approval.
"Uh, hu." Getting freakier. How is this possible? I always wear the same face. He really can see through me. No, that's not possible. It's just that he was like me. He probably just knows some things about me.
"You read to get away from your own problem."
"I never tell anybody stuff like that." This guy didn't even know his name. How would he know all this about him?
"I know."
"This is freaky." Jess started down the path.
"Just a word of advice: The past can only give us some answers. Others we must learn for ourselves. Oh, and some promises aren't meant to be kept."
"Goodbye, Yodda." Who did he think he was? Some 'elder of great wisdom' or something? All promises are made to be kept.
He continued down the path thinking about what this stranger had told him. What if he actually knew what was right? But he wouldn't take some old loony's advice. He would not break his promise to Janet no matter what. He had gone this far without a girlfriend. Why not a few more decades? He was strong, enough. As he looked up he saw what he had been dreading. There she sat on the bridge. Knees tucked tight to her chest. She was even more beautiful by the dim moonlight. He approached her and was ready to carry on a conversation of some sort when she, without looking up, started it herself.
"Why are you hard? It's like nothing gets through. It's amazing. You don't show any feelings whatsoever."
"I." He wasn't quite sure what to say. It was true. Or at least he thought so. "I do show some feeling. It just depends where I am and what they are."
"Fine, show me a feeling. Any feeling." She stood up to his level. This was a dare. He had to take it. He had no choice. Which feeling should he show her? He had so many locked inside. Then, as if he hadn't been the one to choose, he leaned closer to her. When their lips touched it was like ice cold fire. He closed his eyes and stared to draw back.
~~Rory's point of view~~
Wow. This was amazing. All she could think about was him. It wasn't like him to do this, but she liked it so very much. When he started to pull away she needed more. She pulled him back in for another. This was better than any kiss she had with Dean. It was so new, like she was being cleansed of Dean. Out of breath, she pulled away from the enchanting kiss. As she opened her eyes she felt dizzy. Wait, this meant that she really did like Jess. He opened him mouth to say something, but she turned around and ran down the path to her house.
A/N: Okay, now review. The button is your friend. I will take all reviews into consideration as I write the next chapter. Thanks for the reviews people *nudge**nudge*