A/N: Thanks to some inspiration, this has been posted a couple hours after the first chapter… I just love leaving with cliffhangers, but I needed to write more! Please, tell me what you think! Sorry it's so short, I just figured it needed to end here, and I'm tired and going to bed.
Disclaimer: I unfortunately don't own anything Gilmore Girls related…not even a tshirt! Sad!
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"Hey," Jess replied.
"You already said that," Rory said, dumbfounded.
There was a long pause before they spoke again. "How's Yale?" Jess finally asked.
Rory thought back to the conversation with Lorelai that morning, "Cold, but Mom's been slacking recently. She should fix that soon." She heard Jess chuckle in the background. "Why are you calling Jess?"
"Talk about a mood swing, jeez," Jess said with a sigh. "Can't a guy just call a friend?"
"Yeah, if we were friends," Rory scoffed. "I haven't seen or heard from you since you ran away to California. You don't sound like you're in California."
"How would you know what California sounds like?"
"Beaches, hippies… Where are you?"
"Tell me, what do hippies sound like?" Jess said, amused.
"You're stalling. Where are you?" Rory was getting aggravated.
"Why do you want to know so badly? You miss me or something?"
The voice was so familiar to her, the tone, the jokes. She closed her eyes and she could see his grin. He knew he was getting to her. She lowered her voice, "Where are you?"
"Somewhere close, Rory," Jess said her name with meaning. "Rory, who's Logan?"
I haven't talked to him in almost two years, and he knows who I'm dating? Did California give him psychic powers? "Excuse me?" Rory backed up to the couch and sat down gently. "How do you know about Logan?"
"It's on your door, 'Logan's, at 8'."
"You can see my door?" Rory said, surprised. She glared at the door, wondering if he was on the other side.
"I saw it when I wrote my number," Jess tried to calm her down. "How else do you think it got there?"
Rory breathed a sigh of relief. She wasn't quite ready to see Jess again. "I'm sorry…I just…" She was almost at a loss for words. He let her gather her thoughts. "Jess?"
"Rory," he said with what seemed like passion. "Logan?"
Oh my, Logan… "There's a coffee cart around the corner from my dorm. It has coffee that rivals Luke's, and it's on wheels. Meet me there in an hour." Rory looked at her watch. It was 6. She had to be at Logan's at 8. She was going to see Jess at 7. Jess. She couldn't believe it.
"I'll be there, coffee in hand."
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Rory leaned back in the couch and stared at her phone for a good fifteen minutes before realizing she had to get ready. Startled, she got up and ran to her room. She glanced in the mirror and froze in her tracks. I've changed a lot since the last time I saw him, she thought.
After looking through her closet, she remembered that Lorelai and she went shopping the day before. It seemed like so much time had passed since she came back to Yale that morning. Rory took a red and black sweater set from her bag and paired it with her favorite jean skirt, tights, and knee high boots. When she went to get her jacket, Rory noticed her reflection again. Will he recognize me?
Rory looked at her watch again. 6:50. She could get to the cart within minutes, she had time. Rory added some mascara and lip gloss, which she wouldn't have usually done just to go to Logan's. She searched in her closet for the brightest, most 'Lorelai' scarf she could find and with a few minutes to spare, she grabbed her leather jacket and headed to her demise.
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Jess's eyes lit up when she turned the corner. He almost dropped the two coffees he had in his hands. It was Rory. She was here, with him. He shook his head, he couldn't believe it. "That scarf," he commented when she was within ear range.
"I thought you'd like it," Rory said with a smile, "I figured you'd recognize me better with it."
It was hard to imagine that he'd ever forget her. "Well it definitely reeks of you and Lorelai. Coffee?"
"God, yes," she said and accepted the coffee. "It's been a long, long day."
"Very possibly made longer by the fact that it's almost freezing outside?" Jess hinted.
"Oh, sorry," Rory said. "Come on."
Jess followed her into a nearby building. "Wow," he whispered. "Wow."
"I thought you'd like this too," she said and turned to face him. Behind her was one of Yale's libraries. Thousands of books, just waiting to be read. He was in heaven and he was there with Rory. Rory started to walk quickly to a section on her right. "Smell it," she said and picked up a book.
Jess gave her a look that said, 'You're crazy.' She raised an eyebrow in temptation. "You know you want to," she pushed the book closer to him.
Taking it out of her hand, he opened it and raised it to his nose. "Old," he commented, "Wise." He closed it again and read the author. Nietzsche. She really was crazy. He placed the book back on the shelf and turned to Rory, who was looking at him like he was a house being appraised. "We need to talk."
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