Chapter 4
After Rory hung up she went back to the scrap book. She looked down at a magazine and saw the bride being walked down the isle by her father. She saw Lorelei being walked down the isle by Richard. For once it really, really dawned on her. Her dad wouldn't be there to walk her down the isle. He'd never see her get married, or have her first kid. She started crying. She didn't want to cry, crying wasn't fun, weddings were happy, you didn't cry at weddings unless you were happy. She had thought about her dad, a lot since he had died, but she didn't realize just how odd it would be not to have him walking her down the isle. Luke was great, he was an amazing step-dad, and frankly he'd always been like a father, but still sometimes it would be nice to have Chris there. Now she never could.
"Rory?" Jess asked sitting down next to her on the bed. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," She lied wiping the tears away from her eyes.
"RORY how dumb do I look? Spill"
"Its nothing really, I'll get over it."
"Talk to me." He stated taking her hand in his own. "Please."
"My dad won't be there."
"I know."
"He should be there, telling me how big I've gotten, and how he doesn't want to give his little girl away. How much he loves me and how proud he is of me. He should be walking me down the isle and crying, and me telling him not to cry that it's ok. He won't Jess he'll never get to see me get married. He won't see our kids, he'll miss out on everything."
"Oh Rory," he pulled her towards him hugging her to his chest. "He'll be there, he'll be watching over you forever. I know it's not the same, I know it's not fair to you, but you know he loves you, and he'll always be with you."
"I know." She sobbed into his shirt. "It's hard, and I'll have Luke and all, but-"
"Shh Rory, I understand, I understand." What was he to do, he hadn't the slightest idea, he just held her, hopped it would help. "I love you."
"Me too." She mumbled against his chest. After a while, she calmed down. "So," she started as she went to splash some cold water on her face. "What's for dinner?"
"Well, Ms. Gilmore I was busy comforting my very upset fiancé and didn't get the chance to make dinner. What would you say to going out?"
"Hmm, how out?"
"Out enough, like that little Italian place a few blocks away. Out yet not to out." [did that makes sense to the outside world. If it didn't just pretend it did, so just nod and smile]
"Sounds good I'm gonna go get ready." She went into her bedroom closing the door behind her. She had no idea what to wear, finally settling on a horizontally stripped blue skirt in many different shades of blue and a dark blue t-shirt. She pulled her hair into a clip and put on a little bit of blue eye shadow, and lip gloss and she was out the door. "JESS, I'm ready!" She yelled he was still in his room. "I'm coming in." She yelled walking straight into his bedroom. Jess stood in his room, just in khaki pants, shirtless.
"OHH no shirt, pretty." Rory purred. Jess smirked at her.
"How's the view?"
She looked up at his face. "Hot." She replied, "COME ON, your taking longer then I am."
"Well some of us aren't natural as adorable as you are." He quoted.
"You did not just quote Clueless." She said.
"But I did."
"WHO ARE YOU?" She asked in fake suspicion.
"A poor boy who had to sit through one to many movie nights with Lorelei."
"Makes sense." She nodded her head. "HURRY UP." He finished adding the right amount of hair products to his hair and put on a black button up shirt. He sprayed on some cologne. "Smells yummy." She stated as he pulled on some socks and shoes.
"You look really stunning tonight."
"When don't I look stunning?" She asked grinning.
"I don't know, never." His voice low and husky.
"Good answer," she swallowed. "LETS GO, TIME TO FEED YOUR FAVORITE GILMORE!"
"Where's Lorelie ?" He asked looking around.
"Funny, let's go." She took his hand and dragged him out of his room. He grabbed his keys and wallet and then they headed out the door.
"So are we walking or are we driving?"
Rory stood outside their building, she smelled the air, the warm spring air all around her. "Walk." She said as they headed towards the direction of the restaurant. He laced his fingers through hers as they walked. "It's such a beautiful night." Rory commented looking up at the star filled sky.
"It is." He replied. "Oh, look, a shooting star. Make a wish." He watched as Rory scrunched up her eyes in the process of making a wish. "What did you wish for?" he asked.
"If I told you it won't come true."
"Knowing you it won't anyway, you probably wished for an Ompa Lompa or something like that." He joked.
"Very funny." She said, "I think it's very possible to get an Ompa Lompa, I'd just need some midgets, some orange paint, green hair dye."
"I'm sorry I said anything." They walked into the little Italian restaurant. "Table for 2." He said to the host.
"Follow me, sir." He replied as he took them to a seat by the window. "You're waiter will be with you shortly." He said handing them the menu and walking back to his little stand.
"What are you having?" Rory asked looking over her menu.
"Uhh, I don't know, what about you?"
"I'm thinking pasta alfredo."
"Sounds good."
"NO, you can't have that! We have to share." She glared at him.
"Okay." He said giving her a 'what-the-hell' look. "I guess I'll have the chicken parmason then."
"Better" she said. "Okay, where's the waiter?" She asked aloud.
"He's coming kiddo, keep your shirt on."
"You want me to keep it on?" She said looking at him suggestively.
"Well yea, I'm meeting Trixie tonight, I don't need any distractions." He grinned.
"You're horrible to me you know that?" she pouted. "Well I'm a good distraction aren't I?" she asked gently almost unnoticeably running her foot up and down his leg.
"Stop that." He said looking at her.
"Why?"
"Rory, you damn well know why."
"Enlighten me."
"I don't want to jump you in a restaurant."
"Oh, that's distracting you?"
"NO! OF COURSE NOT RORY." She said sarcastically. Just then the waitress came up.
"Hi, I'm Trixy and I'll be your waitress tonight." She said in an overly perky voice. "What can I get for you?"
Both Rory and Jess tried to keep their laughter in but neither could manage complete, as they both let out a couple of snickers."
"Umm........." Rory started shakily, "I'll have pasta alfredo."
"To drink?" the girl asked puzzled
"A Pepsi."
"I'll have chicken parmason, with a sprit."
"Now this all comes with a salad and bread sticks."
"Okay."
"You're food will be ready shortly." She walked off and Rory and Jess broke out in laughter.
"So that's the "other woman"?" Rory asked when she managed to contain her laughter.
"Yup, that's her, what do you think?"
"Hmm, I didn't know she was your type."
"Yeah, well ." he trailed off unsure of what to say. "YEAH."
"Nice come back sweet heart." She said with a sweet smile.
"Sorry hun, I was to busy thinking about Trixie." He said.
Just then Trixy set down their bread sticks salads and drinks. "Did you want something sir?" She asked Jess upon hearing her name.
"No, nothing, nothing at all." He said flushed she gave him an odd look and walked off.
"Nice one Jess. Good job."
He just banged his head on the table. Rory's foot went back to trailing gently up and down Jess's leg.
"RORY. Have we not been over this." He said his eyes burning with desire.
"Over what?" She asked innocently.
"Your foot."
"What about my foot?" She asked grinning.
"A Yale education, and I get statements like "WHAT ABOUT MY FOOT." He said to know one in particular looking up. "Why did I pay for that school, huh?" He asked now mocking a mother.
"Because I'm pretty." She said fluttering her eyelashes.
"Sure go ahead, use that to your advantage!"
"That's what my mommy always taught me!" She smiled.
"Figures." He muttered taking a bit of his salad. "Two crazy woman left to their own devices for so many years." Rory just grinned back at him. "Rory, would you please get your foot off of my leg."
"Well, umm.NO!" She grinned "Rory Leigh Gilmore would you stop that."
"Fine, ruin my fun." She stated chewing on a bread stick.
"Rory, your eating the bread stick provocatively."
"I AM NOT, WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!"
"The way you're eating your bread stick."
"I think you have some serious problems sweetheart."
They continued eating and bickering the night away.
A/N Sorry about the really really really long delay of this chapter, but anyway I hope you like it. I'll try to hurray up but you have to understand I'm busy as hell. Well till later. XoXo~~ Sasha!
After Rory hung up she went back to the scrap book. She looked down at a magazine and saw the bride being walked down the isle by her father. She saw Lorelei being walked down the isle by Richard. For once it really, really dawned on her. Her dad wouldn't be there to walk her down the isle. He'd never see her get married, or have her first kid. She started crying. She didn't want to cry, crying wasn't fun, weddings were happy, you didn't cry at weddings unless you were happy. She had thought about her dad, a lot since he had died, but she didn't realize just how odd it would be not to have him walking her down the isle. Luke was great, he was an amazing step-dad, and frankly he'd always been like a father, but still sometimes it would be nice to have Chris there. Now she never could.
"Rory?" Jess asked sitting down next to her on the bed. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," She lied wiping the tears away from her eyes.
"RORY how dumb do I look? Spill"
"Its nothing really, I'll get over it."
"Talk to me." He stated taking her hand in his own. "Please."
"My dad won't be there."
"I know."
"He should be there, telling me how big I've gotten, and how he doesn't want to give his little girl away. How much he loves me and how proud he is of me. He should be walking me down the isle and crying, and me telling him not to cry that it's ok. He won't Jess he'll never get to see me get married. He won't see our kids, he'll miss out on everything."
"Oh Rory," he pulled her towards him hugging her to his chest. "He'll be there, he'll be watching over you forever. I know it's not the same, I know it's not fair to you, but you know he loves you, and he'll always be with you."
"I know." She sobbed into his shirt. "It's hard, and I'll have Luke and all, but-"
"Shh Rory, I understand, I understand." What was he to do, he hadn't the slightest idea, he just held her, hopped it would help. "I love you."
"Me too." She mumbled against his chest. After a while, she calmed down. "So," she started as she went to splash some cold water on her face. "What's for dinner?"
"Well, Ms. Gilmore I was busy comforting my very upset fiancé and didn't get the chance to make dinner. What would you say to going out?"
"Hmm, how out?"
"Out enough, like that little Italian place a few blocks away. Out yet not to out." [did that makes sense to the outside world. If it didn't just pretend it did, so just nod and smile]
"Sounds good I'm gonna go get ready." She went into her bedroom closing the door behind her. She had no idea what to wear, finally settling on a horizontally stripped blue skirt in many different shades of blue and a dark blue t-shirt. She pulled her hair into a clip and put on a little bit of blue eye shadow, and lip gloss and she was out the door. "JESS, I'm ready!" She yelled he was still in his room. "I'm coming in." She yelled walking straight into his bedroom. Jess stood in his room, just in khaki pants, shirtless.
"OHH no shirt, pretty." Rory purred. Jess smirked at her.
"How's the view?"
She looked up at his face. "Hot." She replied, "COME ON, your taking longer then I am."
"Well some of us aren't natural as adorable as you are." He quoted.
"You did not just quote Clueless." She said.
"But I did."
"WHO ARE YOU?" She asked in fake suspicion.
"A poor boy who had to sit through one to many movie nights with Lorelei."
"Makes sense." She nodded her head. "HURRY UP." He finished adding the right amount of hair products to his hair and put on a black button up shirt. He sprayed on some cologne. "Smells yummy." She stated as he pulled on some socks and shoes.
"You look really stunning tonight."
"When don't I look stunning?" She asked grinning.
"I don't know, never." His voice low and husky.
"Good answer," she swallowed. "LETS GO, TIME TO FEED YOUR FAVORITE GILMORE!"
"Where's Lorelie ?" He asked looking around.
"Funny, let's go." She took his hand and dragged him out of his room. He grabbed his keys and wallet and then they headed out the door.
"So are we walking or are we driving?"
Rory stood outside their building, she smelled the air, the warm spring air all around her. "Walk." She said as they headed towards the direction of the restaurant. He laced his fingers through hers as they walked. "It's such a beautiful night." Rory commented looking up at the star filled sky.
"It is." He replied. "Oh, look, a shooting star. Make a wish." He watched as Rory scrunched up her eyes in the process of making a wish. "What did you wish for?" he asked.
"If I told you it won't come true."
"Knowing you it won't anyway, you probably wished for an Ompa Lompa or something like that." He joked.
"Very funny." She said, "I think it's very possible to get an Ompa Lompa, I'd just need some midgets, some orange paint, green hair dye."
"I'm sorry I said anything." They walked into the little Italian restaurant. "Table for 2." He said to the host.
"Follow me, sir." He replied as he took them to a seat by the window. "You're waiter will be with you shortly." He said handing them the menu and walking back to his little stand.
"What are you having?" Rory asked looking over her menu.
"Uhh, I don't know, what about you?"
"I'm thinking pasta alfredo."
"Sounds good."
"NO, you can't have that! We have to share." She glared at him.
"Okay." He said giving her a 'what-the-hell' look. "I guess I'll have the chicken parmason then."
"Better" she said. "Okay, where's the waiter?" She asked aloud.
"He's coming kiddo, keep your shirt on."
"You want me to keep it on?" She said looking at him suggestively.
"Well yea, I'm meeting Trixie tonight, I don't need any distractions." He grinned.
"You're horrible to me you know that?" she pouted. "Well I'm a good distraction aren't I?" she asked gently almost unnoticeably running her foot up and down his leg.
"Stop that." He said looking at her.
"Why?"
"Rory, you damn well know why."
"Enlighten me."
"I don't want to jump you in a restaurant."
"Oh, that's distracting you?"
"NO! OF COURSE NOT RORY." She said sarcastically. Just then the waitress came up.
"Hi, I'm Trixy and I'll be your waitress tonight." She said in an overly perky voice. "What can I get for you?"
Both Rory and Jess tried to keep their laughter in but neither could manage complete, as they both let out a couple of snickers."
"Umm........." Rory started shakily, "I'll have pasta alfredo."
"To drink?" the girl asked puzzled
"A Pepsi."
"I'll have chicken parmason, with a sprit."
"Now this all comes with a salad and bread sticks."
"Okay."
"You're food will be ready shortly." She walked off and Rory and Jess broke out in laughter.
"So that's the "other woman"?" Rory asked when she managed to contain her laughter.
"Yup, that's her, what do you think?"
"Hmm, I didn't know she was your type."
"Yeah, well ." he trailed off unsure of what to say. "YEAH."
"Nice come back sweet heart." She said with a sweet smile.
"Sorry hun, I was to busy thinking about Trixie." He said.
Just then Trixy set down their bread sticks salads and drinks. "Did you want something sir?" She asked Jess upon hearing her name.
"No, nothing, nothing at all." He said flushed she gave him an odd look and walked off.
"Nice one Jess. Good job."
He just banged his head on the table. Rory's foot went back to trailing gently up and down Jess's leg.
"RORY. Have we not been over this." He said his eyes burning with desire.
"Over what?" She asked innocently.
"Your foot."
"What about my foot?" She asked grinning.
"A Yale education, and I get statements like "WHAT ABOUT MY FOOT." He said to know one in particular looking up. "Why did I pay for that school, huh?" He asked now mocking a mother.
"Because I'm pretty." She said fluttering her eyelashes.
"Sure go ahead, use that to your advantage!"
"That's what my mommy always taught me!" She smiled.
"Figures." He muttered taking a bit of his salad. "Two crazy woman left to their own devices for so many years." Rory just grinned back at him. "Rory, would you please get your foot off of my leg."
"Well, umm.NO!" She grinned "Rory Leigh Gilmore would you stop that."
"Fine, ruin my fun." She stated chewing on a bread stick.
"Rory, your eating the bread stick provocatively."
"I AM NOT, WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!"
"The way you're eating your bread stick."
"I think you have some serious problems sweetheart."
They continued eating and bickering the night away.
A/N Sorry about the really really really long delay of this chapter, but anyway I hope you like it. I'll try to hurray up but you have to understand I'm busy as hell. Well till later. XoXo~~ Sasha!