Disclaimer: Do I care? Do I really care if A.S-P or the WB sues me? Not really. Yes, I own Gilmore Girls, all the ideas on the show were stolen from me. I especially own Milo Ventimiglia, and hey A. S-P and the WB, you can't sue me for saying that because last I checked he wasn't under contract with you! So, ha! If you guys believe me, you need to be slapped. No I do not own anything. You hear that thought cafe! I'm a poor writer who is lucky to get paid 2 cents a word for her projects, sitting here writing fanfiction, and I won't say that I am doing a good job of it, as an exercise. Do you honestly believe I own a single goddamn thing? NO!!! Get over yourselves. [That was in no way, shape, or form directed at the readers. It was just me ranting about thought cafe. If I offended anyone I truly am sorry.]
A/N: Hey guys! Wow, long time no see huh? I have not been home at all to do anything lately. Baby-sitting. You guys know how it is, right? Yeah. I was supposed to go today, but they pulled a no show. They were supposed to pick me up before they went and got CJ. my nephew, at six, but by nine I said screw them, I'm playing Q-Bert. It is now, 1:40 am and they aren't here and they won't be here. So, instead of sleeping I thought I'd try to pop out this chapter for you.
I had some news about Chad Michael Murray. Milo Ventimigla and the show, but I'm assuming you guys have already picked up on it and are more into the loop than I am. Hey, if anything happened in the past month, mind telling me? I've been out that long. Also, I have my blurty up. One sucky entry under PinkMonkeyLit. And my webpage is up and running. The link is in my bio. They both suck at the moment. I haven't had time to work on them.
Oh, guys. Is there anyone out there that can do a story, Lit of course, from Drive Me Crazy? I really want to see it done, but I'm not sure if I could do it right. The only thing I really want is for it to be a Lit and Java Junkie and have Shane be the girl that Jess leaves and Tristan be the guy Rory goes after. I really want to see something like that. Does that make any sense? I could, I don't know, beta-read or whatever if you'd like. Or it can be all yours. But I'd still like to see it done. Tell me if you'll do it please.
So, that's it. I guess. I started this about a million years ago but it didn't sound right, so I'm starting over. This and an epilog. I'll try to have them both up the same day. I started my Leigh Mariano story. Does anyone want that up after this? I still have Good night, John boy and Romeo and Juliet. Goodnight is indeed a sequel to this, that's why I put it on a halt. Anyways. I'm done. Here's the story.
Blue button. You guys know what to do. Please!
~*~*~*~*Chapter 10*~*~*~*~
"You're going to pay for that, both of you." Jess said, looking up at the two laughing women standing, dry, on the bridge.
These were the two women he loved the most in the world, both of them recently found. His beautiful, smart fiancee, Rory, and his quirky, slightly insane half-sister, Amy. He was glad that Sasha had insisted on flying everyone in for the wedding. It was nice to have his family backing him. That is, it was until his women had turned on him.
"Aw, baby's all wet. Look, Rory, what a good Hulk impersonation!" Amy laughed. "We warned you!"
"That we did." Rory nodded, laughing.
"Fine, fine you warned me. Now help me out." He said, mocking irritation and holding out both of his hands.
"Oh, no, Mister. I'm not falling for that one." Rory said.
"He probably just pull us in." Amy stated the obvious looking at Rory.
"Of course. And we wouldn't want that would we?"
"Well." Amy thought. "Nope. Let's go."
Rory and Amy turned and started to walk away.
"Hey guys! Guys! Very funny. Now, get me out of here" They kept walking. "Okay. Ror," He pleaded. "Can I at least have a kiss before I drown?" He mock sniffled.
"Oh, okay." She walked over and bent down to give him a kiss. He, of course, pulled her in with him. "Hmph, no fair!" She laughed, splashing.
"All's fair in love and war." He grinned and looked up at Amy.
"Oh, no way! I'm not that dumb. Nu uh. Nope. Forget it. Jeeesssssss...." She whined. "Don't look at me that way."
"Come on, Ames. Pull us out. We won't pull you in." He looked at Rory.
"Promise." They said in unison.
Their grins on their faces should have warned her, but she went over and offered her hands anyway. She yelp when they pulled her in but was laughing and splashing as soon as she hit the water.
For once in his life, Jess was truly happy. He was laughing, full throated laughter, and having the time of his life. His walls were down and he was a completely different man. The man Rory knew he could be, the man she had followed to the core of the whole Jess and in the end, fallen in love with.
"It's going to be so lonely without them." Lorelai said, sitting down on the large sofa in her living room.
"I know." Luke agreed.
"All this room, this spacious house, all empty except for me. I'll die of having nothing to do, no one to talk to." She looked at Luke pointedly, something he missed entirely.
"You do nothing as it is, Lorelai. Anyway." He paused for a second. "You'll have me."
"Aw. Really? That's sweet."
"Yeah. I could...you know...stay here with you. If you want. So you won't get lonely." He said, then stared intently at his shoes.
"Luke, are you suggesting we live together?"
"Uh..."
"You are! Your suggesting we shack up together, live in sin. You want me to have your illegitimate children don't you?" Lorelai teased.
"Our children won't be illegitimate." He said, missing the meaning behind his words, while Lorelai caught it and held it tight to her heart. "Forget I said anything." He shook his head.
"No Luke. I appreciate the offer. And I accept."
"Okay."
"Okay." Lorelai nodded.
For a moment she just stared at him, and he tried desperately to ignore her. Finally, he broke.
"What?" He asked.
"Luke..."
"And again I ask, 'what?'"
"We're moving in together..."
"We're moving in together." He said it with a more decisive tone.
Lorelai leaned in and kissed him. 'Oh, God, what am I getting myself into?' He asked himself.
Lorelai leaned her ear intently against the door to Rory's room. It was silent except for a slight snoring. Jess, at least, was asleep. Slowly and quietly she opened the door. Rory was laying on her back with her head tilted slightly toward the left, where Jess was sleeping. Jess was sleeping on his side facing Rory, his arms close to his body. She could see his bare chest and muscles. She smiled and sat down gently on the bed beside her daughter.
"Rory, honey, wake up." She whispered. Jess rolled over onto his other side. Rory didn't stir.
"Rory..." She tried again, this time with success.
"There's a boy in my bed." Lorelai said.
"I know, Mom."
"He's not leaving."
"Okay."
"It doesn't feel weird."
"That's good, Mom. Good night."
"But..."
"Go back to bed, Mom."
"Night, honey."
"Goodnight, Mom."
Lorelai smiled a little. "Goodnight, Jess."
"Goodnight, Lorelai. Go to bed." Jess mumbled. When she closed the door, he rolled back over to Rory.
"Guess what?" Rory asked.
"What?"
"Guess."
"Rory, it's like, two in the morning. I'm not in the mood for guessing games."
"Fine grumpy. We're getting married in the morning."
"That we are."
"Aren't you enthusiastic."
"I am. But I'm also tired. Go to sleep, Rory."
"Wow." Rory said, turning around and looking in the mirror. "This is really happening."
"Yes it is." Lorelai smiled.
The rest of the girls were waiting in the hallway for the bride to come out and begin the wedding. It was just Rory and Lorelai in the dressing room.
"I'm glad he agreed to do it." Rory stated.
"Me too. It feels right."
"I thought I'd feel bad about not asking Dad or even Grandpa to do it. But I don't, I really don't. I'm just happy."
"Good, honey. Well, ready?"
Rory took a deep breath and nodded. "I'm getting married."
"You're getting married." Lorelai said before ushering Rory out and into the hall.
They walked out of the dressing room and headed straight for the rented limo that awaited them outside. It was a short drive to the bridge, where Rory and Jess had decided they wanted the ceremony to be held, and Rory enjoyed every second of it.
"I believe the bride and groom have each written something that they wished to say to each other." The priest said.
The ceremony was almost over, it filled Rory with both pleasure and a since of grieving. It was so beautiful, the words that were spoken, even the Latin she didn't understand, the flowers. It was all so beautiful. She hated to leave it. And yet, when it was all done and over with, she would be Lorelai Leigh Mariano, and that gave her a rush of pleasure.
She was supposed to go first. She cleared her throat and began to say the words she had etched on her heart.
"How can you love someone you have never seen with a feeling so passionate that it makes your heart skip a beat at the sound of his voice? How can you feel his hands on you, when he has never touched you? How can you feel his lips kiss yours when he has never whispered your name in the night? A love with such passion that life could have never known it in your wildest dreams. Or if it could ever be possible would you turn it away in fear that it could not be real for you had never known such a love. . To deny myself your love would be an injustice within itself to the name of love. A love so strong that heaven nor earth could stop it from being. We belong together. We need each other to make our lives complete. I give myself entirely to you without regret, sorrow, or remorse."
Jess smiled down at Rory, feeling a new rush of love flood over him.
"You wait your entire life for that special love. Then it is unreachable. Perhaps because of fear, perhaps because of circumstances or perhaps because of love itself. A special love that leaves an emptiness within you if you cannot hear the other person's voice. But that makes you feel whole again with one gentle hello. A special love of longing night after night for just the sight of them, or just the feeling of knowing that they may care too. To deny such a love would be the most fatal of mistakes. A love that you know in this lifetime you will never feel again. Nor would ever want to feel again, if it brings you this much pain not to have it. For this love I would take the chance of heartbreak. For I have known a lifetime of heartbreak My only one, my treasured one, my special love. Our love is the love you wait a lifetime for. And I give myself to it and to you, completely."
"Jess." She breathed his name as she held back tears.
"Alright. Rory, do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband, for better or for worse, in sickness and in health for as long as you both shall live?"
"I do." She whispered, mesmerized by the look in Jess' eyes.
"And Jess, do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife, for better or for worse, in sickness and in health, for as long as you both shall live?"
"I do."
"By the power invested in me by the state of Connecticut, and the Catholic Church I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride."
