Author's Note: Here is chapter two. It should be longer than the last one, and thank you for the feedback! If the chapter titles are confusing to anyone, let me explain. If you put the story title onto the end of the chapter title then you will get the full chapter title. Okay? Okay! Flashbacks are in Italic.

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Chapter 2: They had gone through…

While I'm floating through your eyes

And I'm hanging on, to all that I hold dear

And I'm letting go, of all of my fears

Hanging on, to every single one of you

In, out. In, out. That's how her breaths were. Slow, steady, all her concentration on them. As she walked back to her house with Jess, as she searched for the keys to the jeep, as she got into the passenger side of the car. All her mind on taking steady breaths, while she wiped her eyes.

The ride to Hartford was a silent one. Pitch black-ness filled the silence. He looked over to her several times, each time searching for something, anything to say. His mind was blank and went back to concentrating on the road, just as she was staring out the window.

Finally, they saw the sign, giving the name and founder of the hospital. Parking the car, he looked over at her again. She looked so small, like a frightened child. Her eyes were tearing up again.

He exited the jeep and went around to her side, opening the door. She looked at him with sadness, and let him help her out of the jeep.

She clung to him closely through the parking lot, the sliding doors. They followed the signs to the Emergency Room and waited at the long desk.

A nurse noticed their presence and approached them, taking in their appearance. The female looked tired, sad, and the male looked uncomfortable.

"Can I help you?" she slipped back into professional mode as she asked as she had many times that evening.

Jess whispered the name, as though afraid of Rory's reaction. He watched as recognition rose on the nurse's face. Jess lead Rory in the path that the nurse led him.

Through the double doors, down a deserted corridor, and through another set of doors. Tears continued to fall as Rory saw Luke sitting on a chair, his head in his hands.

Hearing footsteps, he looked up, locking eyes with Jess. Jess's eyes asking an unspoken question. Is she still alive? Luke nodded gently, getting a sigh of relief from his nephew.

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He stood in the doorway, leaning against the frame, watching the interaction before him. Rory was curled up on the very end of Lorelai's bed, her hand clasped firmly on her mothers.

Jess walked the corridor once again, three cups in a holder containing steaming liquid, occupying his hands. One coffee, one hot chocolate, and one hot tea. He had left Rory with Luke while he went to the cafeteria, not knowing how else to help her.

Her returned to find Luke alone. Before he could ask, Luke answered.

"She's with the police. It was her idea…" he added seeing the glare he was getting. Jess nodded.

"What's wrong with her?" Jess nodded towards Lorelai's room as he asked. He saw Luke take a deep breath before answering.

"Minor bumps and bruises, and the accident did enough damage for her to go into some sort of coma." Jess nodded.

"Does-"

"Rory knows," he said, cutting his nephew off. Jess nodded again, as he looked around, unsure of what to do, as usual.

"Do they know how long until… she could come out of it?" The question had been asked by Rory and then Jess. But it didn't get any easier to answer.

"There is a chance she wont come out of it, yet there is one she will. But if she does… it could be an hour, day, week, month, or longer. They don't know, they don't know shit here."

With that, they fell into silence.

The light of the full moon came in from the window, putting a glow on the mother and daughter. Jess couldn't help but think Rory was beautiful, even through all this, she didn't lose it.

Jess looked Rory in the eye firmly. "Yes, really. I'm gonna sit here as long as I like, and I'm gonna do whatever I like, and if you don't like it, then just ignore me and pay attention to your boyfriend."

"Sorry, she can't. I'm not her boyfriend anymore." Dean spoke it stepping away from Rory.

"What?" Jess could see the confusion in her eyes, as she stared out at him, sleep deprived and beautiful.

"You know, I tried to ignore this. I really did, but I don't know what the hell I was thinking." Jess couldn't think about anything except that he wished he could punch Dean in the mouth, then and there, to make him shut up. And he could see the confusion as she answered him.

"What are you talking about?

"You don't wanna be with me, Rory."

"Yes, I do." It was said with uncertainty, no emotion and Jess looked at her, unable to take his eyes away, unaware of Shane there.

"Oh, please! You've been into him since he got to town, and I have spent weeks – months, actually – trying to convince myself that it wasn't true, that everything was fine between us. But now I know that I was an idiot. You're into him and he's into you, and Shane, who by the way, should be listening to this 'cause it's so damn obvious." He shouted it, people stared, and he didn't care.

"What's obvious? What did I do?" She mustered up all the energy she could as she said it, matching his voice.

"Everyone can see, Rory! Everyone. And I'm tired, but I'm over it, so go ahead, go. Be together. There's nothing standing in your way now, 'cause I'm out." He grabbed his jacket and left, leaving Rory behind, defeated.

She looked at Jess then to Shane, feeling tears burning her eyes as she turned and left, not caring of what Taylor was shouting behind her.

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Jess watched from afar as Rory sat on the bridge, staring into the water, wiping her eyes. He walked over; knowing his footsteps would give him away.

"Dean's a jerk. Yelling at you like that, breaking up in front of everybody . . .the guy's a total jerk."

"No, he's not. He's right. Everything he said. All those things about you and me, all those things about me lying to him, and messing with his head. He was right. Well, wasn't he? Fine, he was right about me, then. Now go away." Her voice was small, but strong and he knew she meant it. After a year she was finally admitting her feelings for him, to him.

"He was right . . . about all of it." This was new to him, as he usually kept his emotions separate from his life. But here he was, telling them to her.

"So, what now?" She was frightened of his answer, he knew that. Afraid it was all for nothing but it didn't bother him.

"You're definitely broken up with Dean?"

"Yeah, I'm definitely broken up with Dean."

"Okay. I have to go take care of something then." And, he walked off.

It was hard for Jess, watching the girl he cared for, be so sad. But even as she slept, he could see the sadness on her face. He admired the both of them. They had gone through so much, together. Especially Rory. She had gone through enough. And while he thought this he looked at Lorelai and thought he saw color rising in her face and he couldn't help but pray she'd wake up, and soon.They had gone through enough.

TBC.