Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters pertaining to GG or GGSO, they belong to A.S-P and the guys at the frog. I do own Amy though, and that's enough to make up for not owning Milo. Oh, yeah, I don't own any of the bands or lyrics used in here, I do however, own the poems by Miss. Amanda (that's me, yup!) but not the one by Emily Dickinson.

Summary: Take place after "Those are Strings...." and about twenty minutes after Chapter 1 of this fic. Amy has told Rory how Jess feels and has offered her own opinions on the matter.

A/N: Hey guys! Thanks for the great feedback! There will be some major decisions happening in this chapter. And as always, I'm not going to stay in character 100%, I'll try to but I doubt it. Sorry in advance. And here's to praying it doesn't suck...

~*~*~*~*Chapter 2*~*~*~*~

Rory stares into her untouched coffee as Lorelai taps her fingers slightly on the table. Amy has left them to think over their options and is now nodding intently as Kirk talks.

"I think I should at least call him," Rory said.

"If that's what you think is best....I...I don't know if I would."

"You don't like him."

"No. I don't."

"Well, I do. I..."

She pauses. Both are in deep thought. Amy's words touched a deep part of them both. On one hand, what if she was telling the truth? And what if Rory loved him too? Lorelai would have to deal with losing her only daughter. And what if it wasn't? What if Jess would just break her heart... like he had already done? Either way, it meant big changes.

"I... I want to go see him mom. I want to see him before we go to Europe. I have to know."

"I'm not sure about this..."

"You're never sure about anything when it comes to Jess....."

"Hey! I'm sorry if I don't want my favorite daughter getting hurt again, okay! I just want you to think about this before you decide."

"I want to go."

"Why? Why do you want to go?"

"I need to know if what Amy said was true! How can you even ask me why?"

"Well, I know that. But why can't you just call him? It's over either way right? Why go down there to see him just to cause yourself more heartbreak?"

"Because I need to see if he loves me."

"Okay, we've established that. Doesn't answer my question, though."

"Because, I think I might've loved him."

Lorelai just stares at her daughter in confusion and surprise. After a few minutes she gets up and walks to the counter.

"Luke!"

"What?"

"I need coffee, strong coffee. Aw, hell, give me a can of coffee and I'll just eat it."

"Lor, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, nothing. Oh, hey, can I borrow your apartment? I need to talk to Rory, now, and here isn't the place."

"Uh, ok, yeah, sure. You sure your okay? Is it that Amy kid? You want me to kick her out?"

"Yes. No. It is and it isn't. It's Rory. We just....have to talk okay?"

"Alright. I'm here."

He turns around and gets her a cup of coffee.

Lorelai walks back to the table to get Rory.

"Upstairs. Now."

"Mom. Mom."

"No, talking yet. Upstairs."

They get upstairs and close the doors.

"Mom. Why are you doing this?"

"Why am I doing this? Uh, I don't know Rory. Maybe because I just found out that my daughter, my only daughter, was in love with the town hoodlum. The boy who tore your relationship with Dean apart, broke your heart. A thief, a liar, and...and God only knows what else. And my daughter loves him. Yeah, I'm a little freaked!"

"Yeah, Mom I love him! And if he was any of those things I wouldn't! I wouldn't even be glad we shared the same air! Mom, I'm not fighting with you about this anymore! I'm eighteen. I'm going."

"I can't stop you?"

"I don't understand why you would. I love him Mom, and yeah, this might be a dead end, but I'll never know until I see. Please trust me to do this. Trust me that I won't make your mistakes."

"Okay. Okay. I don't like this Rory but okay."

"Okay. I'll come back the day before we leave for Europe."

"Okay."

"Mom?"

"Hmm?"

"I love you."

"Love you too sweets."

***

Later that week in California

"You sure your Mom's okay with this?"

"Oh, yeah, sure. We have weird people over all the time. We actually had someone over last week that talked to her trashcan. Strangers are no problem for us. I caught Jess talking to the closet the day I left. I think he thought Lilly was in there, Lilly is Sasha's daughter, Jimmy's girlfriend, Sasha? Yeah. She's a little bookworm. She reads in the closet. Very private very nice. Jess and I had our first real conversation in a closet. But anyway, yeah, he was talking to the closet. Asking it what it wanted for dinner. I'm never gonna let him live that down. It'll be a good story to tell his kids. 'Hey did you know your daddy used to communicate with rooms?' "

"Heh, yeah, I'll have to remember that. I would've paid good money to see him talking to a closet."

"Yeah, it was funny. Jimmy does it all the time too. It was funny to see him the first time he was talking to a closet and the closet talked backed. I mean an actual little voice, not just what you know they say. 'Cause inanimate objects talk you know? They're good listeners and sometimes they are the most intelligent person in the room to talk to. I hate talking to someone who's brain-dead. It just bothers me. Oh, here we are."

A/N: Guys, I'm really insecure about this chapter. So, feedback will be appreciated. I already know what I want to do for the next chapter but if you have any ideas of what you'd like to see Jess do over the summer (while Rory's in Europe) can you add them into the reviews? I don't want to just stop and have everything on hold until Rory gets back. Thanks,