AN here you go with an update, a little more angsty thoughts kind of i hope every one is still with us!
Rory kept herself busy the morning of the wedding, giving the excuse that she wanted everything to be perfect for her mother. Mind occupation was the key to getting through; if she stopped for a moment she would be reminded of the humiliation of earlier.
Gazing at her bookshelf she looked at the rows of books, in which the hero or heroine had given up on love. But the books did not explain how much hate and passion were so intimately connected. Sighing to herself she looked away from the one connection that brought Jess to her and carried on with her morning.
Jess flipped the pancakes half heartedly in the skillet and stared out of the window, from his viewpoint her could see Taylor across the square arranging the flowers around the gazebo.
Pressing his lips together he sighed loudly, his body still hummed from the night before with Rory. Not that it mattered, his head now controlled over whatever failing his heart wanted to voice. But when he closed his eyes, her piercing blue gaze would shine underneath his eyelids and he would feel sick with want.
Shaking his head forcefully he tried his hardest to block out the now vivid flashbacks; he would forget her and carry on with the day.
Luke and Lorelai individually knew something was wrong, Jess was extraordinary talkative while Rory became quiet and withdrawn.
Rory was sat on the couch and wrapped the ribbon around the bouquet of flowers; staring at the pink and cream colors she inhaled the fragrant smell.
Luke blew out a long breath and cursed under his breath, pulling the tie away from his collar he stamped his foot in annoyance. Jess watched from the couch, his task of polishing his shoes was taking longer than he thought.
"Where did you go last night?" Jess looked away when Luke sat on the on the edge of the coffee table.
"I went for a walk, man those apple tarts of Emily's." Luke nodded his eyebrow raised.
"Huh, well you know if you ever want to talk?"
"I don't." Jess looked back down at the shoe in his hand and brushed away the polish.
"You know I had actually thought, you had grown up and left that teenage attitude in the past." Jess slammed the shoe down on the table.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"It means Jess that I know something is up. It also means I know you're upset about something, you're more like me than you realize."
"You haven't got a clue old man, and it's obvious you need to get one." Jess occupied himself by standing up and looking for his keys.
"I know something happened with Rory." Jess stopped and dropped his head slightly.
"Let me guess you have these physic powers, that propel your consciousness into people's minds." Jess replied sarcastically.
"You know, I never really though how funny you were when your intimidated. Although I would love to see what's in your head." Luke stood up and stepped closer his hand in his jacket pocket. "You left your keys on Rory's nightstand."
Luke placed the keys on the table beside him and patted his shoulder, before heading downstairs and into the sanctuary of the diner.
Rory pulled her hair and fixed it with a dozen pins, leaving a few stray wisps to frame her face. The floor length gown her mother had chosen fit her perfectly; she stared at herself in the mirror. The navy color would have made her skin look flawless, if it wasn't for the noticeable dark circles under her eyes.
Grabbing the bouquet from her bed, she entered the kitchen. Breaking a corner of the pop tart on the plate she popped it into her mouth and headed upstairs.
Lorelai was sat on her bed and wedding dress hem splayed beneath her, like a scene from the King and I. She looked up when Rory entered the bedroom and kneeled on the floor in front of her.
"You look beautiful."
"I thought I supposed to say that, after all you are the woman of the hour." Rory played with the hem of her mother's dress and smiled.
"Well you are my daughter, so it's pre- determined we will both be beautiful today." Lorelai grinned and pushed away a strand of hair that had fallen.
"So are you nervous?"
"I'm not nervous about getting married to Luke, I'm more nervous about falling in this dress."
"You'll be fine, and I'm sure Luke would be there to catch you." Rory pulled on the veil.
"Yeah he always was." Lorelai pushed herself off the bed and grabbed Rory's hand and left the bedroom.
The town square was lined with white chairs, while an eight piece orchestra played inside the gazebo. Luke stood outside his diner watching as guest began to arrive, it wasn't that long ago he had taken Lorelai to another wedding at another time.
Jess slapped him loudly on his shoulder shaking him from his trip in time; he looked up and stared at his nephew the previous anger now gone.
"I see Emily Gilmore, is yet making her mark again." Jess nodded his head as he watched Emily gesture widely to someone who had sat in the front row.
"Well she is a planner, I'm just thankful she isn't changing my place." Luke raised his eyebrow.
Rory left the house and lifted the hem of her dress as she made her way down the porch steps, jogging across the law she made the five minute walk to the square. Her grandpa had wanted a few minutes alone with his daughter before he escorted her down the aisle, and Rory had suggested she made the short walk.
Rory grinned as Sookie squealed and waved, as she made her own way from her house with Jackson and the children. She stood on the sidewalk and touched the flowers on her bouquet, a small smile on her face. A shadow crossed her view and she looked up her smile falling from her features.
"What do you want? Why don't you leave me alone?" Her arms dropped from to her side, her hand holding the flowers lightly.
"Well I am the best man, and tradition is they walk the maid of honor down the aisle."
"Well tradition has a way of changing from time to time, you're going with Lane." Rory looked up to see the Rolls Royce pull up next to the kerb, Giving Jess one last look she walked over to the car.
"hey mom, let me get everyone together. And then we can get you married." Rory smiled as her mother touched her hand.
Rory turned to see jess still standing where she left him, sidestepping towards Zach and Lane. She whispered into her best friends ear, Lane stood back and looked at her confused before shrugging her shoulders and headed towards Jess.
"Come on James Dean, Let's do this thing." Linking her arm through his she led him to the edge of the square waiting for their cue.
As Jess and lane stepped past the barrier and made the slow walk down the makeshift aisle, Rory finally got into place. She watched as lane held onto his arm, filling her with a twinge of envy. Everything between them was now a mess and she finally had come to the realization that nothing could be resolved.
Lane leaned towards Jess ever so slightly and whispered quietly.
"Huh?"
"I said you're an idiot, not just any idiot a super idiot." Lane raised her voice slightly and smiled and turned back towards Jess.
"How do you figure?" Jess replied keeping his fixed firmly on the goal to get them to the reverend without a major fight.
"She knows she's made a mistake, but you won't forgive her. But this time maybe she's going to be like the proverbial dog and finally lie down dead."
"I am not falling for this crap again."
"How do you know that this here is the end? You know that she's never been this affected by one singular person, and after so many opportunities she's going to eventually give up."
Lane broke free from his arm and moved to stand across from Luke as jess numbly moved next to his Uncle.
Rory held onto Zach's arm and grinned as Miss Patty clapped her hands in excitement, Jess watched her walk closer towards him and in that moment he knew that he would never be free of the girl that took his heart and never really gave it back.
She had ignited a spark that refused to burn out, no matter how cold he became. She looked directly at him and she let her guard down for a moment finally allowing seeing the hurt they had both caused each other, he wondered would they ever be able to repair the damage they both caused.