Gilmore Girls: "Frustrating"
Disclaimer: I do not own Jess or Rory, but I do own Jordan. Yay hooray for me.
Rating: PG-13
Chapter Two: Well, What The Hell Do We Do Now?
Jordan just stood there, completley unsure of what to do. Even though, her heart went out to Rory, she couldn't help but feel a little sorry for Jess, who is just recieving the most unpleasant homecoming anyone could ask for. With all the courage she could muster she hurried over to Jess, and hugged him. "Jess! Welcome home."
Jess was shocked of seeing the girl he practically grew up with standing with his ex-girlfriend and his ex-girlfriend's mother, but hugged her back just as fiercely.
"How have you been?" Jordan asked.
"Ah, same old, same old." He replied.
"How's Jim -," she stopped herself. For all she knew he was halfway across the world right now. "How was Venice?"
"Great! I got a tan." They laughed, and launched into a talk about his non-love life.
Rory just sat there, motionless as Jess had been a few moments ago. He was here. He was back. It was his voice, that she could a few feet away. He was so close, and yet so felt like it would be the hardest thing to talk to him again. Sh bit her lip to keep from crying and Lorelai looked at her, filled with concern. "Rory, baby..." But Rory was out of the diner faster than you could say, "Lampshade."
***
"So, I guess you want your room back, huh?" Jordan asked as she and Jess entered the apartment.
"That would be nice," he said. "But, hey, we can share a bed, as long as you don't do that thing anymore."
"What thing?" she asked.
"You know, that thing where you - never mind." Jess said.
"Tell me," Jordan laughed.
"You talk in your sleep." Jess told her, sadly.
"I talk - no, I don't!"
"See, that's why I didn't want to tell you, you get mad!" Jess laughed.
"I'm not mad," she said, seriously. "I'm not, I'm just glad you're home."
They both fell back on the bed, and Jordan considered asking him the question she'd been dying to ask since he got home. "Jess..."
"He got sick." He said, simply. Jordan sat up and looked over at him with concern.
"He got sick?"
"Yes, he got sick." Jess confirmed.
"Well, then if he's sick go back there and take care of him," Jordan told him.
"I said, 'he got sick' I didn't say 'he is sick'."
"So, what? He got like 'overnight cancer' or something?" she asked, sarcastically.
"You know how I left because I needed to get to know my father?" Jordan nodded. "Well, I got to know my dad, and I freaked out."
"Why?" she asked.
"Because he got the flu, Jord. That's it, the flu. And do you know what he said to me, "pass me that tissue box, son.""
Jordan looked at him, blankly.
"Son! He called me 'son'!"
"Does the word 'duh' mean anything to you?" Jordan asked.
"Jordan, he called me his son! I haven't known this guy my whole life and he calls me son."
Jordan laughed.
"What?"
"'Pass me that tissue box, son'. That is so 'Brady Bunch'." She continued to laugh, as Jess's serious face broke into a grin and he began to chuckle softly.
***
Rory had refused to talk to Lorelai. The subject hadn't been brought up at all, until Rory had announced that she was going for a walk. Lorelai had given a look that said, 'Please talk to me,' but instead she said, "Have fun."
But she wasn't having fun, she was freezing, and she couldn't stop thinking of Jess. She began to think of the first time she had kissed him. It had been over a two years ago, but she still remembered every word, every movement, and the kiss. Even if she and Jess were never meant to be together, she would remember that kiss for her whole life.
"What no kiss?" His voice. She froze in place, as she processed his words.
"You have to work for it first," she smiled. An honest smile.
"Jeez, first the diner now this, I don't if I can handle it." Rory laughed, at last a sense of humor.
"You've changed, Jess." She told him.
"In a good way or a bad way?" he asked.
"A good way," she answered, walking closer to him. "I missed you, Jess."
"I missed you too," he whispered. He looked into her eyes, never breaking eye contact, and before Rory could comprehend what was happening. She was kissing him. He was kissing her. She clung to him as if he was a security blanket, until she realized what she was doing.
"Jess. Jess, stop. Jess!" she yelled. He broke away from her, confused. "God!"
"Bad time to tell you, Rory, but you kissed me too." He said.
"Well, you left, Jess! I think that's more serious then me kissing you!" Her words stung, and he looked down at the pavement. "If you were just expecting everything to be back to the way they were, then you're so far off base!" Rory continued.
"I didn't everything to go back to the way they were, Rory. I thought they would be better. I was a lousy boyfriend, I admit it, but come on, if you didn't know your father, or better yet, Lorelai. You don't think you would've gone after her."
"Well, sure, I would've, Jess. But I also would've stayed in school." She walked away from him with her back turned. "Have a nice life."
Yes, Jess Mariano was back in town, but it didn't look like he was getting the girl.