A/n- This will be my last chapter....I really enjoyed writing this fic, but its ending is long over due. Thank you to all the readers without you I would be nothing. (Ok Jess is old, and he thinks back on their life together, its just little things, I didn't know how to end it so this is was I did)

So That's The Way Love Goes....Right?

As Jess thought back on his life with her, their no words for the love he felt. She had died two long years ago. She was too young, too beautiful, she was his why was she gone? He sat in the dark closing his book, the book that described his young love for her. He had started the day she died and what turned out to be his way of understanding turned into so much more.

Memories stormed his head, every day all day. Their child had grown older, having a family of her own. She had moved to California, the spitting image of her mother she often haunted his thoughts. He didn't want to feel this old, he didn't want to be alone. He missed her, his life, his love. He smiles as he thinks of the day Jane was born.

Rory laid in the hospital bed, still sleeping. She woke, still angry with him but soon forgot why as their baby was brought in by the overly perky nurse. He remembered her smile looking over at him as she held their little girl. 'I love you Jess Mariano,' she cried smiling like there was no tomorrow. She passed the baby to him. The pink little blanket wrapped around the baby tightly, keeping her warm. It was love at first sight, she was his. He held her close, staring into her wide eyes. He was a father.

He looked around the cold room, recalling when he bought this old house. They had lived in the tiny apartment until Jane turned two. He surprised her with the house. He rubbed his old eyes, remembering their first night in this very room.

'Jess it's amazing, I love it, I love you,' he kissed his lips. She tasted of chocolate, he could still taste her lips. Right when their kiss developed to more, a certain two year old came running in. 'Daddy!' she yelling breaking the young lovers apart. The little girl jumped into the bed with them. He would of picked no other way to spend the first night in their new home.

He loved being a father. He had stopped welding when his Jane was born. He didn't miss a thing, his little girl was perfect in everyway and he got to witness it all. He had put her on the bus her first day of school, he had picked her up when she got into fights at school. She got into one at least once a week. She was a very good fighter, just like him. He had watched her date, watched her beat the shit out of her first boyfriend on the front porch. All these thoughts made him smile. He had put her through collage, walked her down the isle. His little girl was gone.

Sighing he walked into his bed room, he looked into the mirror. He could still picture her lying on the bed waiting for him to join her. Her slender body, and soft face. Then when reality hit, a tear would slip down his face. "I miss her," he said aloud to the lonely room. He never found anyone after her, there was no use in trying to. She was his only one, his one true love. He got into the bed sighing remembering when they were young.

The first time he saw her he knew she was it. He stopped at nothing to be with her. His body, was like an out of control train running on teenage hormones. He longed to feel that good again. To walk the earth alone served no purpose to him. He looked up at the ceiling taking a breath, closing his eyes, he drifted to sleep.

Jess Mariano

1986 – 2056

(A/n- There it is! Im done, god this chapter sucked! Im so sorry I took so long, I wrote a whole chapter for this story, and it was good! But I
lost it....as well as my mind. Thanks for reading)