Disclaimer: I own my imagination.

A/N: I decided to make it a story instead of a one shot because I got good reviews. Some people said it worked good as a one shot, but the majority said to continue. So here I am… continuing.

He walks over and climbs into the bed. He watches her steady breathing, and scoots closer to her. He contemplates on whether to put an arm around her or not, and he decides against it. It takes everything to keep him from touching her, or from saying anything. He wants to reach out to her, but he just keeps his hands tucked behind his head.

The clock on the wall is the only noise throughout the room. Jess had fallen asleep an hour ago, and everything was peaceful. There was a rustling in the bed, as Rory moves waking up. She sits up and looks over at Jess. Then thoughts from the previous night entered her mind, flowing back like a brain freeze. She shakes her thought and sighs brushing the bangs out of his eyes, "I do love you." She whispers, "I'm just afraid to trust you." She kissed his forehead softly and got out of the bed.

Two hours later Jess woke up to the sound of the shower running. He sat up and rubbed his face, then ran his hand through his hair. Jess swung his legs over the left side of the bed and stood up. He walked into his closet and grabbed something to wear for the day. Standing beside the bathroom door, he waited for Rory to get out.

Rory opened the door and looks up at him, "It's all yours." She walked past him and to her dresser. He sighed and walked into the bathroom, closing the door and getting into the shower.

She walked into the bathroom, while he was still showering and did her makeup. She never does it too heavy because then she would look like one of those two dollar hookers. Or at least that is how Lorelai so delicately put it. The shower water went off and Rory left the bathroom.

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Jess walked out into the kitchen and grabbed an apple from the bowl in the middle of the counter. Rory grabbed her briefcase off of the floor and walked towards the door, "I'll be home early tonight. I don't have a lot to do today."

Her voice sounded distant and cold. Not like it used to be. Usually when she spoke to him she seemed happy and was smiling. Jess nodded, "Okay. I'll be home whenever. I don't have any idea of what is going on today."

Rory takes a deep breath, "Well, bye Jess." She walks out the door. Jess hangs his head, and sighs. What happened to when she said 'I love you' and kissed him before she left? He grabbed his keys and walked out the door. This was going to be a long day.

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The next day he got home early and walked into the house, "Rory? Ror? Are you home yet?" Jess called into the empty house. He looked at the clock that read 4:18 P.M. When he realized Rory wasn't home yet he made his way to the kitchen and began cooking. She was going to be home early again tonight so he would surprise her with something to eat. Today was their anniversary.

He called her office and waited for her to pick up.

"New York Times this is Rory Mariano speaking."

"Hey Rory, it's Jess. Are you coming home early tonight?"

Rory shuffles the papers on her desk, "Yeah. I'll be home in about an hour."

Jess smiles, "Okay, then. I'll see you later."

Rory nods, "Okay. Bye." She hangs up the phone before he says anything else, and goes back to working.

Jess was going to go all out for tonight, he was never into the romantic thing, but tonight was going to be perfect for her. He lined rose petals from the door to the dining room. Or the little one they had. He turned off the lights and lit a few candles, and put a card on the counter for right when she walked in. Jess put all of the food he fixed on the table, and sat down.

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Rory walked through the door and threw her keys on the counter. She looked over at the sink where Jess was washing the plates. He didn't even turn to look at her. Rory picked up the card on the table and read it to herself.

Happy Anniversary, Rory.

I can't tell you how sorry I am for what happened, and hope you can forgive me. Tonight I just want it to be you and me enjoying our anniversary. Follow the rose petals.

I love you,

Jess

The water turned off and Jess brushed by her and walked back into the dining room. He blew out all of the candles.

Rory walked in and over to him, "Jess?"

He shook his head, "It's 11:00, Rory. I have been waiting on you since 8. You said you would be home early."

"I'm so sorry, Jess, I didn't think I would be out so late. Logan made do another check on the computer for him." She could see the hurt in his eyes so she moved forward and placed a hand on his shoulder.

Jess shrugged her off and walked to their bedroom, "There's leftovers in the fridge. Happy Anniversary." He slammed the door, and got into bed.

She watched him go, and suddenly felt horrible. Today was their anniversary, wasn't it? Rory put her purse on the stool and slowly walked into their bedroom.

The dresser slammed shut and Jess threw on a white undershirt, he climbed in bed and rolled onto his right side. Rory walked over to the bed and slipped off her shoes before the other remaining clothes. Then she put on a pair of her night pants and got into bed.

He felt her get in, but he didn't budge. He wasn't going to lie, he was angry. She couldn't come home because Logan, out of all people, asked her to do something. He knew when she took the job at the New York Times she would have to see him a lot, but this was just unbelievable. It was their anniversary!

Swallowing hard, she wrapped an arm around his waist and kissed his shoulder, "Jess, I am so sorry, okay? I really am."

He doesn't move. He just closes his eyes, and pretends he is sleeping. She sighs heavily and rolls over on her back. It took her hours before she could sleep.