Title: Someday We'll Know
Chapter: Five.
Author: Me! Kate, Kait, k8, katem_23, kiss_me_k8 (on FF),...choose the one you prefer, because i could care less what the hell you call me.

Disclaimer: Nope, don't own it, probably never will, although everybody can dream right?

Rating: Pg-13

Author's Notes: Oh wow, you guys totally overwhelmed me with reviews! You kick ace! whew, there's no doubt about my following that's for sure. I hope you guys didn't lose your faith in me because I took that nice, long sabbatical. I needed time to focus on other stuff - namely school. I can't promise that I'll be consistant, but I'll try to keep chapters coming...there wont be another break like this last one, I promise. I love you all and I really hope you all enjoy it. Oh, and yet again i'm sorry if it sucks, i was having trouble writing lengthy pieces for each character.

Dedication: To Jewls13, because you didn't know if I remembered you, when you were probably the single most influential writer I've ever read, or conversed with. You've helped countless novice (and even not-so-new) writers on this site, and god knows how far you're going to go or where, but I think we all know you're going to do something amazing. You made me believe in myself, and made me analyze what I was doing so that I could bring myself to a whole new level. You taught me one of the most important things a writer can ever know. And I thank you.
And to kat, because you are my unbiased advisor, and you always let me read your fic before anybody else, and also because i promised that i'd co-dedicate this chapter to you.

Summary: This chapter follows where the previous left off, includes flashbacks, with details possibly left out of chapter 3. ITALICS signify flashbacks. Enjoy! :)

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Jess leaned back and sighed, he had been writing all night and it was to the point where the sun was making it's way back up to the horizon. He peered out the window, okay so it was up to the horizon. It cast an orange glow that cut across the vacant, blue sky, and for a moment he paused.

He thought about the moment he held Rory in his arms as they watched the sun rise. The way that every time she exhaled her breath left her lips and condensed in mid-air and he wanted to capture it, because that air had been a part of her; The rise and fall of her chest as she clung to him, early that morning; Their lips inches apart, as they discussed allegory of Catch 22. Their had been a kiss that morning, he remembered. It had been extended, not the longest, yet prolonged in length for them. It was gentle at first, she had been slightly hesitant, but then pushing, as if trying to burn the memory of that moment - of him - into her mind. The sun rose; they entered the bad discussion; the moment shattered.

Jess didn't like thinking about it, but here, in Stars Hollow in was an inescapable burden. He could go over to the house in a few hours, maybe it would still smell of her.

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Rory rolled out of bed and checked the clock on the wall. 5:23, she sighed, and put a sweater on overtop of her tank top. She slowly made her way down the stairs, careful not to wake anyone else on the floor, and crossed the room to the kitchen. She needed food - she needed Sookie-food, and she needed coffee. She hadn't slept all night and it was going to be a long day filled with avoidance.

Walking over to the coffee maker she began remembering things- Jess things. She poured herself a cup of the dark, rich liquid and looked out into the night - or morning, rather. She thought about the sun rise and the morning they had spent together on the bridge. She remembered when he had shown up at four in the morning and looked up at her with expectancy, he never expected much of her, but somehow she knew that morning was different. He needed her to come, and so she had.

It was several of those moments where you want to stop time, all strung together. Lying in his arms, feeling his heartbeat pulse through her, and feeling his body next to her, just lying there. She had felt complete there. Then a fight broke the moment, and the memory faded.

It was my fault I guess' she sighed inwardly, it was always my fault. He just would never let me believe that'. Picking up her cup of coffee she ran back upstairs to change, she was going for a walk.

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Downstairs, the diner had been open and the few who had to work early were sipping their morning drinks, and slowly eating their food. Jess exhaled, he had given Luke the morning off, since he was already awake and the rapture in his head was preventing him from sleep.

The lull in the diner allowed Jess to be left alone with his thoughts...and then his mind wandered to another memory of the girl. He shook it off, he didn't want to remember the way her hands fit into his perfectly...or the way when she looked at him his eyes stung, but he couldn't bear to look away because the connection between them was too strong. They were locked together without touching.

His thoughts travelled back to what he was doing when an exhausted looking Taylor walked in the door. Jess' eyes shot back and forth, as if looking for an escape but realizing that he had none, he grabbed the pot of coffee from behind himself, and went around refilling people's cups as to look preoccupied.

Young man, can I talk to you for just one second? Taylor's voice was still slightly booming, but a few decibals quieter than Jess remembered.
Sure Taylor, what can I get ya? He asked, he wasn't in the mood for a confrontation, especially when he was running on this little sleep.
You wouldn't happen to know anything about the sign up on my door would you? The one reading Dooses market will be closed indefinitely due to tax evasion.'?
Jess pushed back the urge to fall on the floor laughing. Tax evasion? Taylor? Man, whoever had done this one had really thought it out. Suddenly a thought crossed his mind, and he tried to shake it off. It's impossible', he smirked a little, Sorry Taylor, I can't help you, I just got back last night, and apart from taking a short walk, I was in the apartment all night.
Taylor furrowed his brow, huffed and walked out of the diner. That was too easy' Jess thought, but then went back to his previous thought process of who was responsible for the sign, and laughed for the first time in a long time.

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Out of the corner of her eye, Rory could see Taylor walking quickly towards the diner, curious as to what was going on she slowly made her way to the diner. She rapidly realized what she was doing and veered away from the building, heading instead for the bridge. At least there she could get some reading done.

She sat down, ready to watch the sun rise and read Franny and Zooey. Closing her eyes, she tried to envision the moment, the way he looked when she leaned back and she kissed him.

His hair was soft, and as she ran her hands through it, she tried to grip as much as she could, trying to hold on. She pulled away and looked deeply into his eyes; scanning his soul; feeding off his emotions. She pulled him close again, and pressed their lips together, burning his taste into the back of her mind. Fog produced from their breath surrounded them in the crisp air, and the books were soon forgotten . His hand unconsciously passed over her thigh and a moan escaped her lips.

Lost in the memory, Rory let a soft moan escape her lips,, only coming out of the daydream when the sound hit her ears. Her eyes opened abruptly and darted around to see if there had been anyone in the viscinity. Seeing that she was clear, she smiled and went back to the daydream.

A few hours later she stood and began walking towards what used to be her home.

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Caesar arrived at 9:30 and Jess decided it was about time that he could head over to the Danes residence. Luke and Lorelai had lived together for a year before getting married - and the only real reason they had done that was because they wanted to have kids.

He was now seven and he had straight, pitch black hair that was nearly always hidden under a baseball cap. They had named him Scott for some absurd reason of Lorelai's and something about people names Scott always being good-looking. She had been fairly heavily drugged when she came up with that one as well. It had taken Luke half an hour to talk her out of naming him Lorelai the fourth.

Jess scoffed at the memory. Lorelai was an insane woman, but she was someone who had grown on her over the years. They had worked out their differences for the most part and now were just beginning to get along. She now actually formed sentences before passing the phone to Luke.

Hey, it was more than a grunt after all.

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Rory entered the house and smiled when she heard Luke rumaging through a drawer in the kitchen. She walked into the room and was surprised when a aghast Luke met her eyes, she asked questioning the aberrant expression.
You're here. he stated. Rory simply nodded and gestured with her hands for him to continue. You can't be here now. he was beginning to act flustered and Rory suddenly knew the problem.
She smiled internally, He's coming over isn't he?
Luke's eyes shifted uncontrollably, yes, and soon.
I'll just leave then. she began to walk away and Luke grabbed her arm.
He's always been just as broken as you have, what happened between you two...he regretted just as much as you did.
Rory was frozen in thought for a few moments before she answered, No Luke. It isn't possible to regret anything that much. she turned on her heel and left the house.

Luke just sighed. You'd be surprised he mumbled under his breath.

Instances later he heard a firm knock on the back door. Luke quickly turned to hurry and let Jess in. The longer he stood outside the more of a chance there was he would see the Gilmore exiting from the front door.

He opened the back door and bustled Jess inside. How's it going? he asked, his face stoic trying not to show the emotion he was feeling.
his tone wasn't questioning, but his eyes were.

What's going on? he looked skeptically at his uncle.
Luke forced a smile.
Well first of all, you are smiling not grunting, and secondly, I don't remember you looking this flustered since before you and Lorelai began dating.
It's...it's nothing Jess don't worry about it.
Right, got it. Jess walked over to a chair ready to interrogate his uncle. Who just left?
Luke's eyes widened,
Someone just left this house, and since you didn't go outside my guess is that it wasn't Lorelai and Rory leaving for the city.
Luke avoided making eye contact for nearly a minute,

He hesitated, but knew that it would come out eventually, She's here Jess.
He looked puzzled, then realization dawned upon him. For how long?
The whole summer.
Jess inhaled and held the breath for several seconds.

Yep, no problem.
Luke looked at his nephew stunned. How is this okay?
When I saw her last night...Luke, I could barely- I can't...I miss her. Luke just stared at the man that the angst-filled teenager had turned into. He still had comunication issues, but he had come a long way from the monosyllabic disaster that had arrived in Stars Hollow almost ten years prior. I loved her...I still do. I could never let go of that. I just need to talk to her...or something.
You're sure you can do that? Luke was still surprised to this day at the relationship that had evolved from the one they had when Jess was a teenager. He opened up a lot now, and Luke couldn't remember when the change occured.
It's been 8 years, Luke. It's not all I ever think about, but it's pretty close.
I know. Luke paused, It would be good for you...both of you.
Jess nodded and smiled, You should have seen what Taylor was doing out on the street today...
Let's hear it, Luke smiled back and sat down.

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She had formulated a plan. She needed to see him, but she didn't know if the feeling was mutual...actually, she didn't know if he knew that she was there but that was irrelevant. If they were meant to see each other again, they would.

She would go to the bridge tomorrow night, right before he left Stars Hollow. It was their spot, and if he still remembered her - which she was nearly positive he did - he would come. He would stop there to reminisce, and she would be there.

What Rory had not yet decided was what she was going to say to him. Or how.

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His eyes hurt from staring at the screen. It had been a long night and it was three in the morning. For some reason being back in Stars Hollow fueled his mind. At night, his passion was ignited again and he sat and wrote. He barely had time to use proper punctuation before he would type voraciously again, another thought pushing it's way out of his mind.

Jess' thoughts subsided for the moment and he thought about Rory, and the fact that they were both in Stars Hollow for the summer. He wondered if she would want to see him, Luke said she might, but for all Jess knew she hated him.

He would find out tomorrow night. He didn't have the courage to do it during the day. And unless she had the guts to walk into the diner tomorrow, he doubted they'd run into each other before then.

His mind searched for a place, and the bridge seemed like the logical answer. Their spot. It was all very clichéd, but it would work. Actually, it would be perfect.