She stared at Jess. What was he doing here?

'Please Rory. Just let me talk to you.'

She nodded at Luke and he and her mother went through to the kitchen.

'What are you doing here Jess?'

'Just hear me out okay? Don't marry this jerk.'

'This 'jerk' is my fiancé.'

'He's not right for you. You don't belong with someone like him. You know you don't. If you think about it, you know it's not right.'

'You don't know anything about him.'

'No, but I know you. I know you won't be happy with him. He can't give you what you need.'

'Don't tell me what I need.'

'I'm not saying ditch him and marry me.'

'Then what are you saying.'

'Just don't marry him okay? I just want you to be happy.'

'I am happy.'

'Really? You are really happy with him?'

'Yes. I love him and he loves me. . .'

'You loved me.'

'Yes I did, but that's in the past.'

'You could love me again.'

'I couldn't'

'I still love you. I always did.'

'So, that's why you ran away? You didn't even say 'goodbye' Jess. Do you know how long it took for me to get over you?'

'But you're not over me?'

'Yes I am. I've moved on. A lot has happened since then.'

'Yeah and you kissed me.'

She was shocked. 'That was a mistake.'

'Not for me. You still had feelings for me then and you still do now.'

'No I don't Jess.'

'You're kidding yourself. You were with Dean, you kissed me. You were with Logan, you kissed me. You want to kiss me now.'

'I think you should leave.'

'Stop lying to yourself Rory. It's always been me.'

'Just leave.'

'Okay, I'm going.'

Sitting down, she began to cry softly. Lorelai put her arm around her as Luke busied himself in the kitchen, so as to avoid the uncomfortable scene.

'You okay sweetie?'

Rory shook her head and cried louder.

'What if I'm making a big mistake mom?' she managed between sobs.

'Marrying Andrew?'

Rory nodded. 'It's big mom. Really big.'

'Is it Jess?'

Rory shook her head. 'No. Well, not really. It's just – I don't know. Seeing him. Seeing Logan. It's so confusing. I don't know what to do. I really don't know what to do.' She began sobbing again.

'It's okay sweetie.' Lorelai kissed her daughter's hair.

'It's not mom. It's really not.'

She didn't know what had brought on this sudden doubt. She didn't still love Jess, and she didn't still love Logan. She loved Andrew. She really loved Andrew. Maybe it was seeing these faces from her past combined with the nerves of her big day. All brides got a little nervous about their big day didn't they? That was all this was – pre-wedding jitters. It was difficult to ignore the knotting feeling in her stomach though.

'I'm going to go to bed.' She announced standing.

'Not waiting for Andrew to get back?' Lorelai sounded surprised. Andrew had gone to meet some old colleagues for dinner in New York. They had all joked that it was anything to get out of dinner with Richard and Emily.

'No.' The last thing she needed now was to see him. 'I'm really tired.' She yawned for effect.

'Night then.'

Lorelai watched her daughter with concern. She had been here before, with Max. She wished she knew the right words to say to her daughter, but equally knew that this was one problem she needed to figure out for herself.