She had made a deal with god that night. She said she would do anything to have Jess brought back to her. She begged and pleaded with god, if she could have one more day, one more night, ten more minutes, with him. She would do anything, she would go to church every Sunday, and she would be nice to everyone, even though she already was. But she didn't get to spend one more day with him, not even ten minutes. Well she did, but they didn't get to debate books or just listen to music.
' The screams were deafening. You couldn't think they were so loud. The screams that were mixed with sobs didn't stop anytime soon. All you could concentrate on was that painful sound, it would stay with you forever. Years from now you can still picture the scene in your head. The young woman broken down on the hospital floor, the chilling sounds of her screaming, did nothing to ease your own fears. You didn't know what to do, you didn't want to watch someone else breakdown, so you stood up and walked away, anything to get away from the sound. But the sound that you had to get up and walk away from is still ringing in your ears. You close your eyes and can still see the woman crumpled on the floor of the hospital waiting room.'
' Everyone can see it Rory.' What dean said to her the night of the Dance Marathon came back to her. Even though she hurt him when she chose Jess over him and when she was complaining to Lane about Lindsay and Lindsay heard everything she said. Dean and Lindsay came, dean to pay his respects to a person he had once hated. Even Dean had to smile a bit when he saw what Jess was wearing.
She was concentrating on not throwing up. It was either that or scream, neither she was sure would go over to well. Seeing him clad in his normal attire was enough to make anyone want to cry or scream. Because even if you walked into the wrong funeral parlor, and took one look at the person laying there you would know that that is exactly him.