A/N: okay I know this is really old but I just got around to posting it.
Summary: my version of how Nag Hammadi would have ended.
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Finally
"I love you."
As Jess turned and walked away I realized what I had known for years, "I love you too." I said it in barely over a whisper and somehow he heard me and stopped.
"I've always loved you, I can't stop loving you. Jess I've missed you so much, please don't disappear again. At least say goodbye." These words slip out of my mouth without my permission and Jess turned back around. Now I can see that silent tears had begun slipping down his cheeks.
I never wanted to hurt you Rory. I should have said goodbye, but that makes it sound so permanent, like I'm never coming back."
"You could have at least told me you were leaving. Told me you wouldn't be there the next morning. Or even called or e-mailed me. God Jess, I'm not mad, I'm just hurt."
"And I'm really sorry. I left because you deserve better. I didn't know why I didn't tell you then but I do now. I didn't tell you because I was afraid. I was afraid you'd try to tell me that I am good enough for you, that you couldn't stand it if I left. I tried to call, bu tright before you answered I'd hang up. Afraid hearing your voice would drive me crazy. I'm sorry Rory, I've been stupid."
At some point during this speech I began to cry. Slowly Jess walked over and put his arms around me. I felt safe in his arms, like nothing could ever hurt me again.
"I'm sorry Rory, I'm so sorry."
"It's not okay still but I can work on that. I'm just glad you came back." And as I stood there leaning against Jess for support I knew I was finally where I belonged.