Title: All Things Considered - Chapter 2

Disclaimer: If I owned GG I wouldnt be writing this. Huh. But alas, I dont own GG so I'm settling for FF

Summary: Two and a half years after Jess walks away from her, for what he thought would be for the last time, Rory's moving on with Logan, and She now has to realize what, or who, she truly wants. Luke and Lorelai are engaged, and waiting for Rory to reconcile with Lorelai before they make a wedding date, but there has been serious planning for it already. Logan proposed to Rory on their Year and a Half anniversary.

A/N: Yay! Here is is, the much wanted chapter two! This is a little tidbit from Jess' life. I'm sorry if ya'll wanted to see the Rory/Jess confrontation, but thats Chapter three, dolls! I've had Chapter two done since I put up Chapter one, but sadly, it must go through the Editing process, and the person who edits my material just got it back to me last night, after I had already went off to bed. Anyways, I have Chapter three done, but I was waiting for Chapter two to get back from her before I sent her Chapter Three. I dont want to overwhelm her. So, it'll be another week or so, till I get my chapter three back. Unless someone wants to be my editor who can get it done quicker. Send me an Email or leave a review, and i'll get back to you. Now, dolls, I'll leave you to read Chapter two and I will go start on Chapter four. I must now decide Where I should pick it up from. Leave a review please, I love those reviews.

Holy Reviewers:
Petitosgrasshoppertie: Thank you for reviewing! I hope you like this chapter.
Hallon: I do agree that the whole, breaking up went to easily, but Logan just wants Ror to be happy. And he just has to let her go to do that. I'm glad that it works. I also changed it so that Anonymous reviewers are allowed, thank you for pointing that out to me. Thank you for reviewing. I hope you like this next chapter!
LitGG1982: I'm glad you like it. I appreciate your review. Here is your update.
Gilmore-Girl&Lost-Fan: laugh I'm glad you like it and are excited, it makes every hour that I spend writing this worth it. Hope you enjoy

Paige: I'm really glad you enjoyed it. Its not my FIRST fan fiction, but its my first to ever be put up on FF. I most of the time just leave my writing in a folder to be read and continued if I feel in the mood too. Please enjoy.
Gufis253: You have trouble finding those who are Literati and Java Junkie shippers? I find them everywhere. But they are amazing people. Anyways, I'm so glad you like my story. Thanks. I've always hated dean, he was a little to Stalkerish for my taste. But I don't dislike Logan as much as I should. He is a bit of a jerk, and he isn't right for Rory. But that's fine. Anyways, Enjoy the story.
Kal's Gal: Oh yes. Rory is a sneak! I hope this chapter is to your liking!
BritBrat: Here is chapter two. I'm glad you liked chapter one.
Rory: Ah! Here is chapter two, for you. Im glad you liked the story.
S: Sorry, dear. This is going to be a Literati. I wish I could make everyone happy with stories. But if I get the inspiration sometime, I will try to write a Rogan. Though I will never abandon my ship.

ON WITH THE STORY

The loud beeping noise erupted from the alarm clock sitting on his end table. He groaned, wishing for more sleep, after all it was a Friday morning, and hit the snooze button before pulling the comforter over his face. The man's mess of brown hair peeked out from under the covers, and clashed against the white of the pillow. The beeping awoke him from his sleep induced silence, as he groaned and let out a string of curses as he picked up the alarm and threw it across the room. It hit the floor but didn't stop beeping. He growled angrily as he threw the covers off. The chilly air assaulted him as he placed his feet on the wood floor. He slowly trudged towards the alarm and knelt down, picking it up. He turned it off before walking back to his end table and placing it in its designated place. The man ran a hand through his unruly brown hair and sighed, remembering his dreams. He only wished that they were a reality.

"Damn her," Jess Mariano whispered half-heartedly, remembering the woman of his dreams. He sent a glare in the direction of the alarm clock, before making his way to his bathroom to shower, shave and get ready for work.

Jess stood in front of the mirror, looking slightly agitated in his khakis and dark blue button down dress shirt. He sighed, looking at his watch, before picking up his coat and messenger bag and leaving his apartment. He headed towards the subway, which was only a block away from his apartment.

Jess glanced at the building in front of him, 'Here goes another day of work. So much fun.' Jess thought sarcastically, 'My god, even my thoughts are sarcastic!' Jess sent a glare towards the floor before walking into the building.

He sent a charming smile at the receptionist which she returned with a "Hello, Mr. Mariano." Jess smirked to himself as he made his way to the elevators and up the stairs to the editor's office.

As soon as Jess stepped off the elevator he heard, "Mr. Milano! Good, You're here! Take these, edit them, and get them back to me by the end of the day," Mr. Joshua Godfree exclaimed, shoving a large stack of papers into Jess' hands before turning and heading down the hallway.

"Its Mariano, or Jess!" Jess called, but the editor didn't hear and he kept walking. Jess growled in frustration, even after working here for six months, his boss still didn't get his name right. Jess made his way to his desk throwing the papers onto it and placing his bag next to his chair. He turned and went to the break room to get some coffee before returning to his desk, and back to work.
Jess threw his pen down as he finished up the editing. He ran a hand through his still messy hair, which he hadn't bothered to gel this morning, and looked at his desk. A framed photo, the only photo on his desk, caught his eye. It was a picture of him and Rory sitting in the diner reading together, her perched on his lap, and his arms secured around her waist. Jess glared momentarily, remembering their last encounter. He would never admit to anyone that he missed her. No one actually knew about her. His friends, they had never even heard about her. No one had. Jess looked at the transcripts and picked them up and headed to his boss' office.

"Mr. Godfree, your papers," Jess stated, placing them on the editor's desk.
"Thank you, Mr. Milano," Joshua stated, not looking up from his work.
Jess glared. "Its Mariano," he stated, before turning and leaving the office. He went back to his desk and slid down into his chair. He stared at her picture; he had heard about everything that was happening from Luke, whom he had kept in constant contact with. Every week they would call one another and give updates on their lives. Jess thought about everything that was going on with the girl he loved, the girl he couldn't have. Still, after everything, he wasn't good enough. Jess looked at his watch, '5:08' Jess thought, frowning. He quickly picked up his things and shoved them in his bag, before heading out of the office.
Jess rubbed his forehead as he made his way down the sidewalk. "Good god. I wish there wasn't a class tonight, I desperately need sleep," Jess mumbled as he went down the stairs and to the subway.
Jess felt around in his coat pocket for his key, before unlocking the door, he quickly opened and shut the door when he heard the phone ringing.

"Hello?" he said impatiently, as he dropped his bag to the floor, and walking into the kitchen.

"Jess! Its Luke," Luke grunted. Jess smirked as he grabbed a water bottle from his refrigerator.
"To what do I owe this phone call, Uncle Luke?" Jess asked, straightening, and uncapping the bottle before taking a large drink.
"Rory stopped by the diner today," Luke stated. Jess almost spit out his water, but he regained his cool.
"This has to do with me, how?" Jess asked, walking slowly and grabbing his bag, he looked slowly and pulled a few books out. He flipped through his first book, looking over his notes; he had a test today.

"She asked for your address. Said something about sending you an invitation to her engagement party. She's now engaged to that rich jackass." Luke told Jess softly, gently.

"Huh," Jess mumbled as he frowned at the book. "Thanks for calling to tell me, I don't mind so much. I doubt I will be going. Fancy, rich, snobs all having a festive time over a person who I know I wont like, and the only girl I've ever loved. Not quite my scene." Jess paused, momentarily. "I have to go, I have class in an hour, so I need to get ready," Jess said with a glare that was sent to the couch.

"Well, call me, if you need something, or you don't have anyone else to talk to, or you're bored or whatever," Luke grunted.

Jess frowned, running hand through his hair. "Bye, Luke," Jess said, pressing the end button and throwing the phone on the coffee table. Jess glared, letting his thoughts roam to Rory. She was getting married. Married to someone other than him. He hated the thought, but what could he do? He already knew the answer before he even asked himself. 'Nothing,' his conscious screamed, because she was happy with her life. He picked up his notes, angrily, and skimmed them before placing his things in his bag to go get dinner.

Jess grabbed a bite to eat at a small restaurant on the way to his class, and less than an hour later he was in his classroom. He went in slowly, realizing there were only a few students and a professor there and sat down at his normal seat in the back. He took out his novel, a worn out copy of A Farewell to Arms.Hemmingway. He let his thoughts drift to Rory, and the memory of the Bid-A-Basket, the picnic on the bridge, paying ninety bucks for a basket that had no good food in it, yet he did it for her company, not the food. Jess frowned, realizing that she wasn't his anymore. She hadn't been his since their senior year. The year he left. He regret so many things about their relationship that he couldn't help but dream of it differently. Every night was a different dream, a different situation, a different story of what happened. He frowned as the class started to fill. Glad for the distraction, the test that was soon passed out, he immediately went to work on it. He was one of the first to finish. He sat reading his novel as the rest of the class took their time. He didn't know why she was getting to him so much today. Any other day he would be able to limit his thoughts of her, yet today, he couldn't. After an hour, the professor collected the finished tests and lectured them on English Lit. He waited until the class had filed out after they were dismissed before standing and heading towards the subway to go back to his apartment. With a scowl, he arrived home, checked his messages, took a much needed shower, before he changed into his pajamas, and slid into the bed. He knew that he wouldn't be able to get to sleep. All the memories were fresh on his mind, but he lay there, still, trying to fall asleep. Finally, his mind stopped with the mental torture, before he fell into a fitful slumber.

A/N #2: Please review and if you want to Edit for me, send an email. Love you guys. You make all the hours spent on this worthwhile. Thank you.