A/N: Finally the next chapter. I hope you like it.

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The ride home from the hospital to the diner was quiet. Luke had figured that Jess might want to ask questions about who he was, but if anything hadn't changed about Jess, it was that he remained the teen with little words. As Luke pulled his truck in front of the Diner, the Clash finished their song "London Calling".

"I know that song." Jess thoughtfully from his side of the truck. It was his first voiced comment since they'd left the hospital.

"The Clash. You like them." Luke told him as he took the keys out of the ignition and got out of the truck.

"Oh." Jess said as he opened his door and hopped down to the ground on his good leg. He winced slightly as he felt a small pain in his chest from the cracked ribs. Luke handed him his crutches from the bed of the truck.

"So, ready, to go in?" Luke questioned, pointing at the diner. Jess stood next to Luke, looking at the diner.

"Sure, um, where are we?" Jess questioned.

"My diner. We live up above in an apartment." Luke explained.

"Ok." That was Jess's only response to this new information. Luke started to walk toward the diner, with Jess following behind with his crutches. It wasn't a huge surprise to Luke when he saw people inside because he'd never told Caesar that he wanted the diner closed today.

When Luke and Jess entered the diner, a bunch of heads turned to face them. One face made Luke groan with dread.

"Morning, Luke." Taylor said.

"Morning, Taylor." Luke said between gritted teeth.

"So the rumors are true." Taylor said, looking at Jess who was looking back at him in confusion.

"What rumors, Taylor?" Luke questioned.

"Oh, just the ones about a certain accident last night. You know, Luke, before he came here, we were pretty accident free, now this is what, two in two years?" Taylor said. Luke did not want to deal with this right now.

"Are you going to order something, Taylor?" Luke asked, ignoring what Taylor had said.

"No, I should get going. I just don't want this to turn into a town that we can't drive in, Luke." Taylor said pointedly before getting up from his spot at the counter and walking out the door, right passed Jess.

"Luke…" Miss Patty started, but before she could get further Luke cut her off.

"What? Ya got something else to say about the accident?" Luke asked angrily.

"No, I just was wondering? Why's Jess still standing there?" she asked him. Luke then looked over at Jess.

"Oh, right. Jess." He said. In his annoyance with Taylor, he'd sort of forgotten about his nephew. Jess looked at him for a second before hobbling over to the counter and situating himself on a stool.

"Sorry 'bout that. Just ignore him and you'll be fine." Luke told him.

"What was he talking about when he said there's been two accidents in two years?" Jess asked, looking at him.

"Nothing, don't worry 'bout it." Luke said

"Was I in another accident?" it was becoming obvious to Luke that this was bothering Jess, that he wanted answers.

"You were, but it wasn't your fault, neither was this one." Luke told him.

"Was anybody hurt in the last one?" Luke was however saved from answering the question when Caesar shouted that an order was up. Luke decided to take it.

"We'll talk later. I'll help you upstairs once I take care of this." Luke told him before taking off with a plate of fries and a burger.

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The next day Jess sat behind the counter, a book in hand. He didn't remember any of his books, he did however like them and since the night before had yet to be seen without one. Being as he was so wrapped up in Hemingway he didn't notice the ding of the bell.

"Look who's up and around." He heard a female voice say. When he looked up he saw Lorelai looking at him.

"Uh, hi." He said closing his book.

"Right, forgot you lost your memory." She said. He only looked at her.

"Yeah, sorry, I don't know who you are." He said after a second.

"Right, I'm Lorelai and this ravishing girl is my daughter, Rory, don't touch her." It was then that he looked over at Rory. A feeling went through him that he couldn't identify.

"Uh, hi." He said, not looking directly at her.

"Hi, how are you feeling?" Rory asked him, full of concern.

"Uh, fine, good. Did you, um, need something?" he was stumbling a little over his words. He decided it was better if he didn't look at Rory, but rather at Lorelai.

"Luke here?" she was finding this sort of unsure side of Jess a bit interesting.

"He went upstairs for a second, I'll go get him, if you want." He said as he sat up straight and started to reach for his crutches.

"No, don't. Why are you down here anyways?" Lorelai asked, realizing that Jess probably should not be up and about too much, seeing as he'd just come home yesterday.

"I sort of got tired of sitting up there." He said sheepishly.

"Understandable." Before anything else could be said Luke came down stairs.

"Hey, Lorelai, Rory." He greeted the mother daughter couple.

"Hey, Luke, was wondering if we could get a cup of coffee when we noticed a certain injured boy down here." She said, nodding her head at Jess. Jess was no longer listening though, but was reading.

"Yeah, he kept insisting on coming down. Wanted to get to know the people or something. He wouldn't take no for an answer." Luke explained.

"I see, so how's he doin'?"

"Good. Doesn't ask a lot of questions, rather doesn't talk a lot in general, but I think he's good." Luke said as he poured Rory and Lorelai each a cup of coffee.

"Good. Seems different though." Lorelai commented.

"Yeah, but it's a nice different." Luke said. He was being honest too, the newer Jess was nice and wasn't full of sarcasm with each thing he said. Luke just hoped he'd get his memory back soon.

To Be Continued...