Is There More?
Author: Knowhere
Chapter 13: Primetime
Rating: Pg-13
Disclaimer: Nothing
AN: I apologize for the lapse in time between the last chapter and this one. Thanks for everyone that wished me a safe and fun trip.
Summary: AU. College life is a journey of ups and downs; are Rory and Jess ready to take on what life is about to throw at them including a prospect of a new relationship, or will they choose the path of friendship like they did years ago? Literati.
"You're what?!"
"I know I was totally shocked when I heard. I still can't believe it, Babe."
"Mom, I'm so happy for you guys. Oh Mom, Jess just got home; can I be the one to tell him?"
"Yeah, sure honey. I'll talk to you later."
I hit the off button on the phone and I bolt across the room and throw my arms around Jess. Surprised by my actions he stumbles to absorb the impact of my launch as he laugh at my excitement. "Whoa, where's the fire?"
"Jess, we're going to be related." My smile is so big that it's hurting my cheeks to grin so much.
He makes the usual face of half-grimace whenever someone points out the fact that our family's relationships are weird. "Rory, that's not news. Lorelai and Luke got married about a year and a half ago."
"No Jess; we're going to be distantly blood-related now!"
"You mean that your Mom is pregnant?" His eyes are lighted with amusement because we've talked about how weird it would be if one day Luke and Mom would have a kid together. We always wondered about where that would put us in the craziness of our relationship.
"I know; isn't this whole thing absurd? I couldn't believe it when she told me…but I guess it's true, they went to the doctor's office today to make sure." I still can't believe that after all those years of dreaming that I would have a real family that it's finally coming true. I'm going to have a Mom, a step-dad, and a little brother or sister on its way. I feel like all those years of pain of separation that was caused by Dad is finally being healed with the coming together of a real family…a family, that's mine.
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I feel like such a little kid waiting for Christmas morning. I talked to Mom about three hours ago and I agreed that Jess and I would go down to visit her and Luke next weekend. I'm so antsy in my bed right now that even at two in the morning I can't sleep. With all this family talk, I briefly wonder about me and Jess. Sure it's kinda silly that I would think about kids at the age of twenty-three but I just can't help myself imagining me with children of my own. It's scary to think that the only person that I can see myself having kids with is Jess. Of course Jess and I love each other, but we've only been together for less than five months. I wonder if he thinks about the same things…about our future together.
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I patter across the room and gently turn the door knob to his bedroom. I take the moment to just absorb the picture of him into my permanent memory. After all these years of changing and of growing up, he still can't shake the appearance he possessed when he swaggered into the tiny town of Stars Hallow. His hair is sticking up haphazardly in all directions while he still curls on his side on the right side of the bed. I remember him telling me once that he's been doing that since he was little because he grew up with a couch that was made into his bed. Even though winter is making its way into the city with his chilling nights and breezy days, Jess can't get rid of his habit of only sleeping in his boxers. He always preferred having a heavier comforter than putting on more clothes to sleep in.
I tug at the end of my ponytail while I ponder whether or not I should get in. I decide to give him some company, so I gingerly lift up the edge of the navy comforter on the left side and slide in next to him. I turn onto my side so that I'm looking directly at his sleeping figure. His eyes are shut so tightly as if he wanted to block out everything but his dream. I reach out a hand to run through his hair and as he gently stirs, I place a soft kiss on his lips.
"Rory?"
"Hey."
"Is everything okay?"
I nod but then follow it with, "can I stay here tonight?" Something has come and taken a hold of me and as of now I'm willing to surrender to all the emotions that rush through my veins as Jess's eyes bore into mine.
He scoots over and lifts up the blanket for me to crawl in. As soon as I get comfy he slides closer and wraps his arms closer to mine to keep me warm. I bury my face into his chest as I sigh and breathe in deeply the scent that is unique to only one person. Realization dawns upon me as I think about how these last couple of months will the last of just the two Gilmore girls. Soon there will be an addition and I'm sad to think that quality time with Mom will no longer be the same as it used to be. Jess notices my change in demeanor and he questions my rush of emotions. "Hey, what is it?"
"You have to promise not to laugh or to make fun of me, okay?"
"Yeah sure."
"I'm just thinking about how I won't be Mom's little girl anymore; and before you even tell me how ridiculous I sound being jealous of a baby that isn't born yet, I already know that—but you asked what was wrong." How can an adult of twenty-three be jealous of her little sibling that's on the way. A couple hours ago I was elated that I was getting another family member but now all I'm worried about it the fact that I'll have to share Mom…I think I'm seriously bi-polar.
"Ror, it's okay to feel that way. It's natural; granted most people have those feelings when their kids, but we all know that you're young at heart." He tries to lightly tease me out of the somber mood and he accomplished his goal. A small grin creeps out and tugs at the corners of my mouth. Jess takes the opportunity to swoop in and drop a light kiss upon my lips at the moment.
"Thanks, I really needed that."
"You're welcome. You know, there are some things that are good about being an older sister." He leans on his elbow as he peers down at me while trying to cheer me up.
Playing along I ask, "Oh yea? What's that?"
"Well, you're old enough to drive so you could show him around and take him to all the cool places that his friends will all be jealous of. And when he gets older and wants to party, you can be the one that provides him with a keg or two."
"Jess! I would never give my younger sibling alcohol." Smirking I know he's teasing me for being one that always follows the rules. He never relents to egg me on about being a goody-two shoes.
"Of course there is that great thing about being able to relive your childhood with your brother or sister but then be able to do some adult stuff." His eyebrow is cocked and I wonder where he's taking this conversation. We both seem playful tonight and I decide to go along with whatever he's thinking about.
"And what is that?"
"This." He leans down and kisses me hard on the mouth and as I moan unintentionally, he continues down my neck and further still until he hits the top of my tee-shirt. "Rory? Tell me to stop; I don't want to push you." His voice is husky with the raw passion that he rarely lets himself show anyone else and I just can't bring myself to stop. He feels so good and right now I want nothing but to completely give into him.
"Jess, I want this to happen."
With a methodical nod he grabs the hem of my shirt and slowly lifts it up while I raise my arms to help him along. He takes his hands and releases my hair out of my ponytail. My hair drops out of the holder and it splays across his arms as he tangles his hands into my brown locks. I trail a palm down and around his chest as his breaths become more strained and heavy with the passion that surrounds us in his bedroom, I lean back onto his pillows as he hovers above me. He takes the time to brush the hair out of me eyes and to trace every line of my face. His one movement is so tender that it brings tears to me eyes knowing that he can be so gentle with one swipe of his fingers. I bring my arms up and around his neck as I tug on him to lay down with me.
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The only sound I hear is the gentle breathing of Jess behind me. His arms are wrapped tightly around me as he plasters his chest to my back. I lazily rub my palm up and down his arm as I gaze out the window. I can see the normal city lights outside and even though New York is a buzz with night life the only thing that is in my mind is me and Jess and what transpired just a couple of hours ago. My life may be hectic at times and it might confuse the hell out of me but right now nothing can shake this feeling of love that I feel.
The bed shifts a little as Jess buries his face further into the crook of my neck. With a small clearing of his throat he mumbles, "Love you."
AN: Thanks for reading as always. Drop me a line; I'd love to hear (actually read) your thoughts. Have a nice day.