Disclaimer: Do not own, but believe me, if I did, Milo would not be gone!!! So maybe I should own… hm.
Author's Note: I know, I know. It's sad, isn't it? I hate even thinking about it. I love them as a couple. I wrote the first part in a fit of anger last night. This is a little longer, but still short, because I don't know exactly what I'm gonna do yet.
"Jess is… dying?" The whisper slipped out before she could stop it, and Rory cringed. She didn't care about Jess Mariano anymore. He meant nothing to her. Lorelai sighed, her lips pursed, and patted Rory's shoulder comfortingly. She wiped her eyes, surprised to find tears there, and bit her lip to stop more from coming. "I don't know why I'm crying. I haven't talked to him in almost a year. He must be over me, and oh god." She looked up at Lorelai, her blue eyes wide, her lip trembling. "I was so horrible the last time I saw him. Oh my god, and know he's gonna die thinking I hate him." She stopped herself, breathing haggardly, her hand at her throat. "I can't believe I just said that. Jess can't die." She shook her head furiously, standing to pace, her hands shaking. "He can't. Mom…" her breath caught, and in an instant she was in Lorelai's arms, bawling like a baby. After a few moments, Lorelai slowly lowered her down on the couch, and slowly wiped the tears from her cheeks, kissing her forehead.
"Hon, there's one more thing." Her voice was grave, and Rory's eyes widened. "He asked for you. His last words before he slipped into the come were… your name. I told Luke it might not be the best idea, dragging you into this, but he said to try." The tears spilled onto Rory's cheeks again, and she shook from the shock. "We both understand that this can't be comfortable, especially with how things ended between you." As she spoke, Rory shook her head sighing,
"I have to see him," she whispered, a determined look in her eyes. "I can't… I won't let him die, but I can't even bear to think of him… going without apologizing for all of the horrible things I did first."