Disclaimer: So I do not own the characters. Nor do I own the movie this is roughly based on 'P.S. I Love You'.

Dedicated to: Sue and Hela. Thank you, Sue, for being my proof-reader and person to encourage me to post. And thank you Hela for reading and encouraging me to post.

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Jess turned the closed sign in the door and looked at Rory, smiling, "Okay, I talked to Matt. We can be gone for the whole weekend and he can take care of both the bar and Truncheon."

"Good to know we have your co-worker's approval," Rory retorted, wrapping her arms around his waist.

He rubbed his eyes and looked at her under heavy eyelids, "Isn't it?"

She giggled and pressed her lips to his chin, "When can we leave?"

"As soon as you get packed we'll head out, we'll head out in the morning," he pressed his palm to his forehead.

Rory laced her fingers around his and walked out of the bar, "You okay?"

"Yeah," he sighed and walked towards his car, "I just have a headache, nothing a Tylenol can't cure."

Nodding, Rory got into the car. The whole way home he would drift off but shoot his eyes back open every few minutes. He'd groan inwardly and rub his forehead with one hand as the other held the wheel, firmly.

She watched him with a cautious look on her face until they made it to the apartment. Once they walked inside he went straight to the bathroom and stayed there until Rory finally fell asleep.

Rory crawled on the bed and kissed his shoulder, "Jess, get up."

"Rory, come on. I'm tired," he sighed and rolled over on his side and away from his wife.

"We need to go to Stars Hollow now. I let you sleep two hours past what time we were supposed to leave and now you have to get up."

Jess sat up and threw the covers off of him, "Okay, I'm up."

"Good," she walked out of the room and put their bags in the car. Getting in the passenger seat, she waited for Jess to walk out.

Jess sat on the hotel bed and rubbed his eyes with his open palms, "You go and have girl time with your mom."

"I don't want to leave you alone," Rory said, standing in between his legs and resting her hand on his cheek.

He chuckled, "It'll be a couple of hours." He looked up at her with a tired expression on his face. He'd been tired a lot lately.

She nodded and kissed his cheek, that was losing color, she noted, "Call if you need anything, okay?"

Jess lay back on the bed and set the pillow on his face. "Okay mom," he joked.

"Shut up," she hit him with a throw pillow and smiled, grabbing her purse and walking out of the room.

Rory walked out of the Inn her mother owned and out onto the streets of Stars Hollow. She stuffed her hands in her hoodie pocket, walking down the sidewalk to meet her mom at the diner. She missed Stars Hollow so much.

She grinned when she saw her mother flirting with Luke from across the counter. Walking in, she was welcomed with a bright: "Rory!" From Luke.

"Luke!" She called back, smiling. Rory walked over and sat beside her mom.

"What can I get you?" He asked, with a grin on his face that could have stretched a mile long, "and where is Jess?"

"Oh Jess was tired, he decided to stay and get rest at the hotel," Rory attempted a smile, but hiding her worried expression from Lorelai was no use, "and I'll have pancakes with eggs and a coffee."

Lorelai watched Luke go to the back to tell Caesar their orders and then turned to Rory, "Okay spill droopy drawers, what's eating you?"

"Oy with the nickname. Give it up, I was a baby!" Rory sighed.

"Didn't answer my question," Lorelai accused.

"It was directed towards droopy drawers, not me," she retorted, grinning.

Lorelai crossed her arms and frowned, "Laverne to my Shirley, spill now."

She sighed and pushed a strand of hair behind her ears. "Something is wrong with Jess. He's been like this for the past week, he eats in small portions, he's always tired, he gets massive headaches, he always feels sick, he's losing color," she bit her lip, "he's scaring me."

"Aw, honey. It's probably just stress. I mean, running a bar and a publishing house could be difficult. You know Jess isn't good with hard tasks, he usually runs."

"That was in the past," Rory snapped.

Lorelai threw up her hands, "I'm just saying, he's stressing. It's no big deal."

"No, when Jess stresses he's more-," she sighed as Luke set down her plate, "I'm too worried."

Nodding, Lorelai reached over and cut off a bit of Rory's egg. She shoved it in her mouth and grinned, "Yup."

Rory smiled and ate her breakfast, her mind still not at total ease.

"I think we should have dinner tonight," Lorelai stated, looking in the window of a very expensive store. She stuck her hand in the box of snow caps and looked at her daughter who was sitting on the black mall bench with her.

Rory gazed into the window and nodded, "I think so, too. Maybe Jess will stop being so stressed out."

Muffling a giggle, Lorelai stuffed the snowcaps in her mouth, "Doubt it."

"You'll like him one day," Rory told Lorelai. But speaking more to her self.

Lorelai threw her hands up and gaped at her daughter, "I do like Jess!"

"Mhm …" Rory shook her head and ate another handful of snowcaps.

"Fine, don't believe me, but I do."

After a moment of silence, Rory sighed, "We're pathetic."

"You and me? Pathetic? No, child. We're far from," she smiled.

"We're dreaming about what clothes we could be buying out of that store while eating dollar store chocolate and gazing at the oh so amazing clothes in the window," she sighed, "so pathetic."

"Well if you and Jess hurry up and win the lottery our problems would be solved," Lorelai looked at Rory with a small smirk.

Rory laughed, "In my dreams."

Lorelai stood up and held her hand out to Rory, "How about we go out on a limb and buy something in one of these stores, hm?"

Resting her hand in Lorelai's, she smiled, "I agree. We deserve it."

"After all, we did marry in the Danes' bloodline, crazy aren't they?"

Rory giggled.

Rory walked into the hotel room with a smile on her face, "look what mom bought me!"

He sat up when he heard her squeal in delight and smiled as he looked at the dress she was holding up, "it's nice."

"I know! Hey, hop up we have dinner in an hour. Luke made reservations at that place you liked so much," she paused, "what was it? Shato?"

Jess shrugged, "That is one of the one's I like."

"Then I believe that is it."

He rubbed his eyes with his palms and mumbled, "I'm not going, Ror."

"What? Why not?" She looked upset. Jess looked down at the carpet, avoiding her eyes. He felt her coming closer to him.

Jess shrugged and looked up at her, "I don't feel like going out."

"Do you feel bad?" She asked, sitting beside him.

"No," he lied to her, turning over on his side.

"Then you should go."

"I shouldn't have to do anything, Rory. I don't want to go."

"Fine, whatever," she walked in the bathroom and ten seconds later he heard the water running.

When she walked out of the bathroom, brushing through her now dry hair, she saw him putting on his shoes. "What are you doing?" She asked, confused.

"We're going out to dinner."

She slipped on her heels and looked at him with confusion lacing her features, "I thought you didn't want to go."

"Now I do."

"Jess, you just said you didn't want t-"

"Look, if you analyzed everything I ever said we'd be here for hours. Let's go or we'll be late," his eyes flashed and she couldn't read any emotions. It was a mixture. Anger, sadness; hurt.

"Okay," she said, slowly. He nodded and laced his fingers together with hers.

Rory walked down to the car with him, watching his features change every few minutes. She sighed, racking her brain with ideas or thoughts that could explain what was wrong with him.

The whole dinner he was distant and she couldn't stand to see him like this. What was wrong with him, lately?

Review, please? Sorry this seems like a boring chapter. It will get better.

WARNING: This, however, is an angst story. But don't worry, it's Lit.