A/N: Well we have started to get a good story on our hands. I'm sorry that is for you to judge. I just thought I would let you know that this is the most I have written. I know the last chapter was very sad, but I promise you that even though it is looking grim I am a hopeless romantic. Other than that I don't want to spoil anymore of the story for you. If you have any questions just ask me via PM or reviews.
Reviews Are Always Welcomed!

Rating: T for possible later teen elements

I own nothing if I did I probably would already have that ipod I've wanted

The characters belong to Amy P. and The WB (now The CW)

The song is property of Matchbox 20

Ok, so enjoy!

Bright Lights by Mochamint19

"She got out of town, on a railway New York bound, took all except my name, another alien on Broadway. There are somethings in this world you just can't change." Based off the song "Bright Lights" Matchbox 20. Rory is off to New York to find someone that should help her understand why she can't change her fate.

Chapter 9

It was very early in the morning, but she got up. She was tired from all the work she had to do, but she listened carefully to what was said. Right now, her heart was pounding rapidly against the inside of her chest, but she was there. She was scared to death, but she came. This wasn't supposed to happen, at least not to her daughter. Lorelai wiped her eyes as she walked up to the front desk. Everything was just blurred together, not making sense or being realistic. The whole situation was dumb, surreal and untrue, she pronounced the word in her mouth and the tears came faster. She thought about the weight of the word, formed the idea in her mind, and it still did not seem possible. Miscarriage wasn't the word she wanted to hear right now, but here she was in a hospital saying the word and knowing the truth within it.

"Hi, can I get Lorelai Gilmore's room please?" Lorelai said the sentence carefully.

The desk receptionist looked up from her work and typed in the name before coming back with nothing. "I'm sorry Miss, we don't have anyone here with that name."

"Are you sure?" Lorelai said now to the point of pleading with the receptionist and her own emotions. "This is Hartford General, correct?"

The young women at the desk shook her head in agreement and apologized.

"Could you try Rory, Rory Gilmore." Lorelai asked again.

"We don't have a Rory Gilmore, but we do have a Rory Mariano…"

Before the young women could finish Lorelai had yelled. "That's her!"

"Oh, you must be her mother, her fiancé told me you'd be coming. Tragic circumstances, but I still don't understand why she…"

"The room please?" Lorelai said swallowing hard and starting to lose patience.

"Right, um… 379, and again I'm sorry for your loss."

"Thank you." Lorelai said with a fake smile. What did that girl know about what Rory was feeling? 'That's wasn't fair' Lorelai thought, maybe she did know how it felt.

Checking her appearance in the passing windows she tired to wipe away all the remaining tears. Pulling on her hair nervously she knocked lightly. There was no response so she assumed that Rory was sleeping and that she should just walk in. However opening the door softly Lorelai was surprised to see that her daughter was fully awake. Rory was so pale, just starring out the window and it scared Lorelai. She didn't recognize the young women in front of her, so lost and broken. She didn't even know if Rory even knew she was there in the room so she spoke.

"Hi sweets." She said softly, it broke her heart to see her daughter like this and the worse thing was that Rory had no evidence of tears. It was almost as if she was holding it all inside of her and that was common with Rory, but dangerous in this type of situation. Lorelai sat in a chair by Rory's bed and tried again. "Rory, it's me."

Rory looked over and blinked. There was only a small forced smile on her face as she spoke. "Hi mommy." She said hoarsely.

"Jess called me," she said trying to keep her voice calm. "Where is he now?"

The truth was that there was more in the question than what Rory knew, Lorelai wanted to know what exactly was happening.

"He left," Rory said with no emotion, she was apathetic to what happened to him.

"Ok." Lorelai nodded. "Well I got here so fast that I forgot to get some coffee." She laughed, "you know how I need my morning fix, I'll be right back."

Lorelai had lied; she could have cared less about the coffee. In fact the coffee wasn't as important as finding that little punk, he may have been twenty, but he was still a little punk to her. Lorelai wondered if he had one of his lame explanations, however none could excuse him from leaving. The phone call she had gotten was inconsistent and it wasn't helpful, she needed to know more.

Lorelai was upset; it was four–thirty in the morning. Who the hell called at four-thirty unless they had a good reason or coffee?

"Hello!" Lorelai yelled into the phone, she was tired and crabby.

There was no answer, but she could sense someone breathing into the phone. "Ok, whoever the heck this had better know that prank calls are immature and should be careful they don't get killed."

She heard what sounded like a throat clearing and was about to hang up when she heard someone take a deep breath. "Lorelai…." It was Jess and his voice was soft and strained.

"Jess… Jess is that you? What going on?" Lorelai got that sinking feeling in her stomach and started to panic.

Jess cleared his throat again. "It's Rory… Rory and I are in trouble." He started, "she is… she is very sick and it's not good."

"What do you mean its not good Jess?" Lorelai shout into the phone.

Jess took another deep breath, he was struggling with the sentences. "Rory, she's ok, but she had a miscarriage."

There was the word, and it smacked Lorelai in face.

They still felt foreign now, something that happened to other people, not to Rory. 'Where could that punk possibly be when Rory needed him?' Lorelai thought angrily as two coins plunked into the pay phone in front of her.

"Hello Luke's Dinner." She heard Luke's voice answer. On normal days she would have had a fun battle of coffee and wit, but however today was not a 'normal day'. Today was different.

"Where is he Luke?' Lorelai said coldly into the sticky receiver.

"Lorelai?" he questioned. He could hear in her voice that she was on the verge of tears. He was about to ask what was wrong when she spoke instead.

"Yes, now is Jess there, or could you tell me where I can reach him?"

"No, I haven't seen him at all today. I saw him the last time you did, what is going on Lorelai? What is wrong, isn't he with Rory, did you check the apartment?" Luke was starting to worry.

Lorelai thought carefully about how much information she should share. This was big and she knew that this could be too much for the town to handle responsibly. "Rory is in the hospital, and it is very important that I find him soon, ok Luke?"

Luke's blood started to run cold as he thought of all the possibilities of what happened. "I'll find him." He said sternly.

After that she hung up, she had already been gone long enough. Rory needed her.

It wasn't more than ten minutes later when Jess walked through the doors of the diner. He looked horrible, and was holding something in his hands. It was present that he hadn't slept, he was distant, different.

The diner wasn't open yet, so Luke knew that he wouldn't have to worry about eavesdroppers. "Jess!" Luke bellowed and the young man looked up sadly. "Can I talk to you in the storeroom for a sec?"

Jess shook his head and cast his eyes downward like a boy caught with his hand in the cookie jar. However he followed his instructions and walked into the storeroom.

"What the hell did you do Jess?" Luke yelled as he slammed his nephew up against the storeroom wall. He usually never resorted to violence when it came to Jess, but when Rory was involved he tended to throw that out the window. Luke wanted to protect Rory from things, even the stupidity of her boyfriend.

"It…. It is my entire fault… I'm…. I'm sorry." He stuttered. "I…. I made sure she was ok." He said lost in a day in his past. But this was not the past anymore, this was so much worse.

"Then why did you leave Jess?" Was it too scary for you, too hard? Did you run away like a scared little boy, can't say I'm surprised."

Jess took a deep breath but it was no use. He broke down, right there in front of Luke. He didn't care if he looked weak or stupid, he couldn't keep it to himself anymore. Jess just slid against the wall and started to cry. Luke looked at the young man if front of him and was shocked. Was this really his tough punk nephew He had never seen such an outpouring of emotions come from the person in his present view.

"What happened Jess?" Luke's voice softened a little as he sat next to his nephew on the floor of the storeroom.

"This sucks so bad." Jess said softly.

"What sucks?" Luke asked trying to get some information out of him. "Come on Jess, what sucks?"

"Rory, she…" he still couldn't believe it enough to get the words out. "She's very sick, she has meningitis and…" he took a ragged breath. "And she lost the baby; Riley." He corrected himself. He wasn't just a baby or some baby, but their little boy. "He's gone."

Luke glanced at Jess and tried to comprehend. "Then why did you leave?" He asked trying not to accuse Jess of anything wrong. Jess just took another deep breath and explained Rory's actions and her sudden freak out, he even pulled the ring out of his pocket to see if everything was still really happening. It was still there.

"So she just told you to leave?" Luke asked his nephew again sadly.

"Yeah, she told me she hated me and that this was my fault for not protecting them." Jess said now mostly calmed from his breakdown.

"Jess you know she didn't mean that, she was just upset." Luke said trying to comfort.

"I don't know Luke," Jess questioned fiddling around with the item in his hands. "She looked like she was pretty serious about her decision. I have never seen such hatred on her pretty face."

Luke didn't know what else to do, but Jess filled the silence again. "You know what is so stupid now?" Jess said bitterly. "After all that happened I just went out and bought a baseball, kind of crazy right?"

"Why a baseball?" Luke asked quietly.

"I just remembered being six years old and it was just me and Liz. All I wanted in the world was my dad to teach me how to play baseball. I mean all of my friends had dads to teach them, but I couldn't understand why I didn't. My mom did the best she could that spring day, but as you know Liz has never been the greatest athlete. So I just thought of that and bought a baseball. Knowing I could never use it." Jess said depressed and defeated.

"So what are you going to do now?"

Jess pressed the palms of his hands tightly over his already tired puffy tear stained eyes. "The only thing I have left to do, I have to pick up this last broken piece of my life. I have to plan a funeral."

"Do you need any help?" Luke asked carefully.

"No," Jess said sadly. "This is something I think I have to do myself. I hope you never have to bury a child Luke, I would never want to drag you into my misery."

"But if you need anything, please ask. You shouldn't do this alone no matter how strong you think you are."

"Yeah Luke, I'll ask if I need it." Jess said walking out of the storeroom.

"Wait Jess, come back for a minute. What are you going to do after the funeral? Where are you going to stay, because you can stay here for awhile until you get back on your feet." Luke said concerned.

"I think I'm going to go back to New York for a little bit. Stay with my mom and help her out."

"Are you sure?"

"I don't really know Luke, I'm not really sure of anything right now except htat I was suppose to be buying baby stuff like diapers and toys and instead I am buying a casket." Jess shouted harshly.

"Ok, I'm sorry. I am going to call Lorelai, I'll see you around.

It was a beautiful service everyone there agreed. It was small and intimate, a beautiful goodbye to their son. The guests consisted of only Luke and Lorelai, Rory, Lane and Dave, and Jess. There wasn't a need to add anyone else; they would have only asked too many questions. Questions not even Rory and Jess knew the answer to. The rich wood casket was beautiful, but depressingly small. The last thing anyone would remember was the white rose buds being thrown into the grave by Rory. The preacher gave a speech talking about angels and other various things that made Rory even sadder. After the burial and throughout most of the day Luke closed the diner. People questioned why at first, but when they saw Rory and everyone else in black, they knew. Even Patty and Babette were quiet, not even bothering to talk to Rory. Luke was very accommodating, and made a small meal of cheeseburgers for the group. Nobody ate, and very little talked, but that was the good bye meal, the farewell to Riley Oliver.

"You should go talk to him Rory." Lane Kim said softly once the events were over and Rory was walking back from the diner.

"I don't want to Lane, he lied to me. Why would I want to talk to a liar?" Rory said numbly. "Plus I don't know how you can say that, when you don't even talk to your mother. I'm sorry Lane, but what would could I possibly have to say to him?"

" Well you might want to think of something quickly, because he is on his way over here." Lane said with a slight hope in her voice. "I'll talk to you later, I'll be at Dave's if you need anything."

Jess could hear his heart beat in his throat as he saw Rory for the first time in a week and a half. He would always love her; she wasn't just a former girlfriend for years and fiancé. A piece of his life that would be quickly forgotten. "Hi Rory," he said with a whoosh of air.

Rory said nothing and kept walking down the path starring straight ahead.

"Fine," Jess said with no anger in his voice, but more hurt. "I'm going to New York for a little while. I don't want you to think I am running away, so I am telling this so you know where to reach me. You are all I have here Rory, if I don't have you with me then I have nothing left to stay here except for a tragic memory. I love you Rory, I won't ever stop and that may sound like a bunch of bull right now, but it's the truth, no sappy romance movie, no cheesy lines like 'you complete me', just the truth. I know you are very scared right now and that you are hurting, but don't forget that I lost someone too, and not only did I lose one, I lost both of you. I wish we could handle this together, but I understand if you can't or don't want to right now. I miss you.

Still there was nothing as Rory continued to walk away. Jess was persistent though and kept up speed and conviction.

"I love you Rory, you may never know how much but I do. If you ever change your mind," he said stopping her and placing the ring in her hand. "Then I'll be waiting for you. I will wait forever and until the end of time for you Rory because I am your boyfriend and I know you may not have been able to count on me before, but you can count on me now, I promise." He said slamming down on his knees in front of her. "You may not want to admit it now, but I know you still love me. Please Rory, at least think about it. Take some time off of Yale and come to New York with me. It is the only way you are going to heal."

It was a one-word answer, but it devastated him. "No." she said firmly. "Please stay away from me Jess."

If you want check out my other stories too. I have a High School Musical fanfiction called Because of Blue Eyes and Grace. Pretty soon I will also have a High School Musical one shot. There are about 3 chapters left of this story and then an epilogue. So I hope you enjoy the story thus far. It has been fun.