Title: Fairytales don't always have a happy ending... do they?

Author: Clashingway

Summary /// A/N: The first chapter basically is the rewriting of what happened in 6x08, Let Me Hear Your Balalaikas Ringing out, in Jess Mariano's point of view. This was an assignment for my Creative Writing Class, which means it was kind of supposed to be a oneshot.
But I decided to write more - so this actually became the beginning of a fan fiction and there WILL be more chapters later in time.
This chapter is a little short, but it's important for the next chapter, which only needs to be typed in, and then is ready to be on here.
Please review. Pushing the pretty button keeps me happy and writing/putting stuff online.
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Disclaimer: The script for the actual episode of Gilmore Girls (6x08, Let Me Hear Your Balalaikas Ringing Out) has been written by Daniel Palladino and it's original airdate on the WB was November 11, 2005. Gilmore Girls and other related entities, as well as the mentioned locations, are property of the writers of the show - Amy Sherman-Palladino and Daniel Palladino, the Dorothy Parker Drank Here Productions and Hofflund/Polone in association with Warner Bros. Television.
The lyrics of the songs I used in this chapter belong to The Fray ("Look After You").
I only borrow the characters and locations, as well as the songs, and if any of their owners would like me to remove their properties out of my story, I ask them to tell me and I'll do it as soon as possible. No copyright infringement intended.

Look After You

"Jess...?" the voice asked again, and this time I could hear that the person it belonged to was crying, because my name was followed by a pretty big sob.
"Ror... what happened? Are you okay?" I sat up, wondering what had happened.
Did that assclown do anything to her?
If so, I would sure beat the shit out of him. Yes, of course I was still kind of mad, but she apparently was anything but okay, and no matter what, she still was my priority.
"Can I come in?" she asked, sobbing.
"Where the hell are you?"
"I... right in front of... your... I..."
I hung up on her and went to the door. I opened it and there she was, standing in front of it, tears streaming down her cheeks.

If I dont say this now
I will surely break
As Im leaving the one
I want to take
Forgive the urgency
But hurry up and wait
My heart has started to separate

Without saying a word, I pulled her closer to me and put my arms around her. I didn't know why she was crying, but she obviously needed someone now; a friend.

Oh, oh, oh, Oh, oh, oh be my baby
Oh, oh, oh Ill look after you

"Jess, you... you were right... about... ev-everything you said..."
Her words were followed by numerous sobs and I could feel her tears on my bare chest.

There now, steady love,
so few come and dont go
Will you wont you,
be the one I always know
When Im losing my control
the city spins around
You're the only one
Who knows, you slow it down

She put her arms around me really tight and obviously didn't mind that I was wearing nothing but shorts. I carefully pulled her into the apartment with me and closed the door behind us.

"You were right, about everything! God, why am I SO stupid???" she sounded really frustrated, and I hoped her question was rhetorically, because I pretty much knew that no matter what I would've said - it would have been wrong. I gently pulled her to the sofa with me, and she held on to me even tighter, as if she was afraid I might just get up and walk away.

Oh, oh, oh, Oh, oh, oh be my baby
Oh, oh, oh Ill look after you

"Shhhh, Ror... you... you aren't stupid at all... you... you just weren't yourself."
"Which is even stupider! Wh-What happened to the old Rory? The Rory that just did her thing and wouldn't let anyone change her? The Rory that didn't care much about what others thought?!?"
I took her head into my hands and thereby made her look at me.
"Listen, Rory, she's still deep inside of you. You just... have to let her start a comeback - I'm sure it would be way more successful than the one of the Backstreet Boys."
My mentioning of the Backstreet Boys made her smirk a little.
"How do you know? Jess... why are you so nice to me?"

I hesitated a moment and took a deep breath.
"Well... you know... the old Ernest only has lovely things to say about you..."

Its always have and never hold
You've begun to feel like home
Whats mine is yours to leave or take
Whats mine is yours to make your own

Oh, oh, oh, Oh, oh, oh be my baby
Oh, oh, oh Ill look after you

"Jess...?" she said, sounding pretty insecure, and her watery eyes met mine.
"Hm?"
"I... think I've never really loved Logan."
"You...?"
"I... I think I was only... trying to... replace... you, and -"

I wished she would have had a chance to finish what she was about to say - I felt like some butterflies started to develop in my tummy - but unfortunately, it was like Shannon knew exactly when the wrongest moment to come out of my room was. Still occupied with closing her belt, she gave Rory and me a pretty weird look.
"I guess I'll see y'around, Jess," she said and then left.
Couldn't she just have said something like 'Tell Matt to call me'?
Apparently, she was too blonde to think about such a thing.

"Oh my God! I... I should've known, I... I... I am sorry...," Rory stuttered, got up, and ran a hand through her hair.

And before I could say anything, she was out of the door...