Title: Death Becomes Us
Author: Kenora Hazel Saul
Pairing: R/J
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I own none of GG, except my fanfic stories.
A/N: The 3rd chapter, someone dies and it has an impact on everyone. Read & review. Enjoy! I look forward to receiving feedback. Thanks.
**
Rory weaved in and out of lanes, trying to escape Jess. She knew he was following her, his motorcycle was about three cars behind her. It was easier for him to follow her, since he was on a motorcycle.
She made a hard right up a gravelly driveway, and floored it on up the hill. The sign above the arches read, "New Haven High Ridge Park." It was a park situated on a hill that overlooked Long Island Sound, a little inlet that led out to the Atlantic Ocean. Rory sought solace there, because she and her mom used to come here when Rory was younger.
**
Jess managed to follow Rory into the hard right up the hilly circular driveway into the park, only just barely. A semi-truck, almost cut him off at the last second.
He ground his motorcycle to a stop beside her red Fiat that she'd parked erratically in front of the wooden logs that separated the parking lot from the park.
Jess saw her in the distance perched high on a rock that overlooked the Sound. She sat as still as a bird, shoulders slouched wearily, as though she carried some heavy burden.
**
"Hey," he gently touched her on the back, she flinched, but she didn't turn.
"What do you want? To laugh, or ridicule?" she asked in a hoarse tone of voice.
"No, I just want to know why?"
"Why what?" Rory was confused.
"Why did you run away?" Jess wanted to know.
"Because I was afraid, that you'd laugh at me. I mean, with you, I feel something, there's a spark. But with Dean, there's nothing, it's like committing a crime, like incest," Rory rambled on.
"Who is Dean?" Jess asked jealously.
"My boyfriend," Rory answered, still looking out at the ocean.
"You have a boyfriend, so what the hell was happening in the laundry room when you have a boyfriend?" Jess sounded happy.
"I was trying to escape the clutches of a drunk and then you were there and then we-" she trailed off.
"My thoughts exactly, running away seems to be something you do constantly," Jess surmised.
"It's not like I try to make it a habit, it's just something that happens, when you're around," Rory excused her problem.
"So where do we go from here?" Jess asked.
"I have a boyfriend, and I-" a cell phone ring cut her off.
"Just a second, it's mine." Jess grabbed his phone, flipped it open and pressed "Talk."
"Hello."
"Who is this?"
"What are you talking about? Is this some kind of cruel joke?" Jess pressed "End" on his cell phone. "Look I gotta go, can we talk about this later." He briefly kissed Rory on the lips, then was striding off to his motorcycle.
A rough wind blew Rory's hair across her face, she touched her lips and felt her lips they were soft and tender. What could have happened to have made Jess go like that?
She watched him get on his motorcycle, put on his helmet, floor the throttle. Execute a flawless 180 and fly down the circular driveway, until he was gone.
She turned and stared out at the horizon, the sun was setting on the ocean. Casting a crimson streak down the center of the ocean. Rory shielded her eyes, and took in a breath of fresh air. She felt like her life was shifting and there was nothing she could do about it.
Silently, she took one last look at the ocean, turned and walked to her car. To the path, that would take her home and to Jess.
**
Jess entered the diner on foot at a rapid pace. He looked at Luke, "Is it true?"
Luke's face said it all. At 5:29 p.m. on December 6, 2002. Jess Mariano was an orphan, his parents were both dead. Flight X495 from Hartford, Conn. to L.A., Ca had crashed dead-center in Lake Michigan.
Then Jess remembered, the last time he and his father had spoken, they'd argued. About Jess being on academic probation, why did he have to argue with his dad, the last time he saw them alive. A tear rolled down his cheek, he felt so empty inside.
Rory rushed into the diner, she looked at Luke who looked like he'd lost something precious. Then she looked at Jess, tears were rolling down his face, and he didn't even seem to notice. He looked a thousand miles away.
She walked over to him and put her arms around his neck. Jess bowed his head, burying it in the cleft of her neck that met her shoulder. She felt his body shaking as he cried.
"Let it out, Jess," Rory murmured as she held him. Running her hands softly through his hair, their bodies felt so right together. As if their souls were in cadence.
**
Dean was walking down the street adjacent to Luke's diner, when he thought he saw Rory embracing some guy. His eyes must have seen wrong.
He crossed the road, and looked in the window. What he saw, broke his heart and made him very angry.
He stormed off home. Plotting his revenge on Rory, a way to make her see that she was his and would always be his.
**
"My parents are dead, they died in a plane crash, and the last time I saw them alive, I argued with my dad," Jess sobbed out.
"Oh Jess, it's okay, tell me everything," Rory said softly as she helped him into a booth, that was hidden from the front window. She wrapped her arms around his chest and laid her head on his shoulder. "Tell me."
**
Lorelai opened her door to the soft knocking. Luke stood on the doorstep, he looked lost and forlorn.
"What's wrong?" she asked hesitantly, leading him into the living room and making him sit on the couch.
"My sister and her husband were killed in a plane crash tonight, Jess just came back to the diner and I told him and I-" Luke started to softly cry, burying his head in the couch pillow.
Lorelai was shocked by what Luke had just told her. She'd never known him to cry, never. She wrapped her arms around his neck. "How can I help you?" she offered.
Luke looked up at the woman he'd loved for so many years. He shut her up, by softly kissing her. Tilting her head opposite the angle of his. He slowly and thoroughly kissed her.
Lorelai closed her eyes, slowly allowing herself to feel what was happening. It felt weird, at first, but now so strangely right. Like she'd come home. She kissed him back passionately, astonished at the feelings that he aroused in her.
Luke pulled her onto his lap. She clutched his head in her hands and ravenously devoured his mouth. Luke began to nibble her neck, when he found her racing pulse, he lightly bit it. Causing her to shudder.
She pulled at his shirt, ripping open the flannel, revealing a surprisingly muscled chest. She ran her hands over what she'd revealed, reveling in the effect she was having on him. The erection in his jeans was straining to be let free. She bent and began to suckle on his nipples. Luke buried his hands in her hair and groaned aloud.
Luke couldn't believe what was happening, only in his wildest dreams had this ever happened and it had never felt so good. He pushed her back and undid her blouse, revealing her heaving breasts. Her nipples were aroused, he could see them puckering at the cold air as he took off her blouse. His hands wrapped around her bottom as he tilted her towards his mouth. He devoured her breasts, slowly nuzzling then rapidly suckling.
Her moans and his groans filled the silence. The heat in the room was at an all-time high.
**
Tragedy has struck, what will happen from here. Will Luke and Lorelai consummate their love? What will happen between Jess and Rory?
** Any suggestions about where this story should go from here would be welcome and helpful, anything at all would be helpful.
Author: Kenora Hazel Saul
Pairing: R/J
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I own none of GG, except my fanfic stories.
A/N: The 3rd chapter, someone dies and it has an impact on everyone. Read & review. Enjoy! I look forward to receiving feedback. Thanks.
**
Rory weaved in and out of lanes, trying to escape Jess. She knew he was following her, his motorcycle was about three cars behind her. It was easier for him to follow her, since he was on a motorcycle.
She made a hard right up a gravelly driveway, and floored it on up the hill. The sign above the arches read, "New Haven High Ridge Park." It was a park situated on a hill that overlooked Long Island Sound, a little inlet that led out to the Atlantic Ocean. Rory sought solace there, because she and her mom used to come here when Rory was younger.
**
Jess managed to follow Rory into the hard right up the hilly circular driveway into the park, only just barely. A semi-truck, almost cut him off at the last second.
He ground his motorcycle to a stop beside her red Fiat that she'd parked erratically in front of the wooden logs that separated the parking lot from the park.
Jess saw her in the distance perched high on a rock that overlooked the Sound. She sat as still as a bird, shoulders slouched wearily, as though she carried some heavy burden.
**
"Hey," he gently touched her on the back, she flinched, but she didn't turn.
"What do you want? To laugh, or ridicule?" she asked in a hoarse tone of voice.
"No, I just want to know why?"
"Why what?" Rory was confused.
"Why did you run away?" Jess wanted to know.
"Because I was afraid, that you'd laugh at me. I mean, with you, I feel something, there's a spark. But with Dean, there's nothing, it's like committing a crime, like incest," Rory rambled on.
"Who is Dean?" Jess asked jealously.
"My boyfriend," Rory answered, still looking out at the ocean.
"You have a boyfriend, so what the hell was happening in the laundry room when you have a boyfriend?" Jess sounded happy.
"I was trying to escape the clutches of a drunk and then you were there and then we-" she trailed off.
"My thoughts exactly, running away seems to be something you do constantly," Jess surmised.
"It's not like I try to make it a habit, it's just something that happens, when you're around," Rory excused her problem.
"So where do we go from here?" Jess asked.
"I have a boyfriend, and I-" a cell phone ring cut her off.
"Just a second, it's mine." Jess grabbed his phone, flipped it open and pressed "Talk."
"Hello."
"Who is this?"
"What are you talking about? Is this some kind of cruel joke?" Jess pressed "End" on his cell phone. "Look I gotta go, can we talk about this later." He briefly kissed Rory on the lips, then was striding off to his motorcycle.
A rough wind blew Rory's hair across her face, she touched her lips and felt her lips they were soft and tender. What could have happened to have made Jess go like that?
She watched him get on his motorcycle, put on his helmet, floor the throttle. Execute a flawless 180 and fly down the circular driveway, until he was gone.
She turned and stared out at the horizon, the sun was setting on the ocean. Casting a crimson streak down the center of the ocean. Rory shielded her eyes, and took in a breath of fresh air. She felt like her life was shifting and there was nothing she could do about it.
Silently, she took one last look at the ocean, turned and walked to her car. To the path, that would take her home and to Jess.
**
Jess entered the diner on foot at a rapid pace. He looked at Luke, "Is it true?"
Luke's face said it all. At 5:29 p.m. on December 6, 2002. Jess Mariano was an orphan, his parents were both dead. Flight X495 from Hartford, Conn. to L.A., Ca had crashed dead-center in Lake Michigan.
Then Jess remembered, the last time he and his father had spoken, they'd argued. About Jess being on academic probation, why did he have to argue with his dad, the last time he saw them alive. A tear rolled down his cheek, he felt so empty inside.
Rory rushed into the diner, she looked at Luke who looked like he'd lost something precious. Then she looked at Jess, tears were rolling down his face, and he didn't even seem to notice. He looked a thousand miles away.
She walked over to him and put her arms around his neck. Jess bowed his head, burying it in the cleft of her neck that met her shoulder. She felt his body shaking as he cried.
"Let it out, Jess," Rory murmured as she held him. Running her hands softly through his hair, their bodies felt so right together. As if their souls were in cadence.
**
Dean was walking down the street adjacent to Luke's diner, when he thought he saw Rory embracing some guy. His eyes must have seen wrong.
He crossed the road, and looked in the window. What he saw, broke his heart and made him very angry.
He stormed off home. Plotting his revenge on Rory, a way to make her see that she was his and would always be his.
**
"My parents are dead, they died in a plane crash, and the last time I saw them alive, I argued with my dad," Jess sobbed out.
"Oh Jess, it's okay, tell me everything," Rory said softly as she helped him into a booth, that was hidden from the front window. She wrapped her arms around his chest and laid her head on his shoulder. "Tell me."
**
Lorelai opened her door to the soft knocking. Luke stood on the doorstep, he looked lost and forlorn.
"What's wrong?" she asked hesitantly, leading him into the living room and making him sit on the couch.
"My sister and her husband were killed in a plane crash tonight, Jess just came back to the diner and I told him and I-" Luke started to softly cry, burying his head in the couch pillow.
Lorelai was shocked by what Luke had just told her. She'd never known him to cry, never. She wrapped her arms around his neck. "How can I help you?" she offered.
Luke looked up at the woman he'd loved for so many years. He shut her up, by softly kissing her. Tilting her head opposite the angle of his. He slowly and thoroughly kissed her.
Lorelai closed her eyes, slowly allowing herself to feel what was happening. It felt weird, at first, but now so strangely right. Like she'd come home. She kissed him back passionately, astonished at the feelings that he aroused in her.
Luke pulled her onto his lap. She clutched his head in her hands and ravenously devoured his mouth. Luke began to nibble her neck, when he found her racing pulse, he lightly bit it. Causing her to shudder.
She pulled at his shirt, ripping open the flannel, revealing a surprisingly muscled chest. She ran her hands over what she'd revealed, reveling in the effect she was having on him. The erection in his jeans was straining to be let free. She bent and began to suckle on his nipples. Luke buried his hands in her hair and groaned aloud.
Luke couldn't believe what was happening, only in his wildest dreams had this ever happened and it had never felt so good. He pushed her back and undid her blouse, revealing her heaving breasts. Her nipples were aroused, he could see them puckering at the cold air as he took off her blouse. His hands wrapped around her bottom as he tilted her towards his mouth. He devoured her breasts, slowly nuzzling then rapidly suckling.
Her moans and his groans filled the silence. The heat in the room was at an all-time high.
**
Tragedy has struck, what will happen from here. Will Luke and Lorelai consummate their love? What will happen between Jess and Rory?
** Any suggestions about where this story should go from here would be welcome and helpful, anything at all would be helpful.