Okay, I know you're all probably waiting impatiently for Jess to appear in this story – so am I (thus explaining the rather speedy update-rate I've been keeping the last couple of days, but I sort of had a plan for things that would happen before he appears, and I'm trying to restrain my impatience and stick to the plan). He will appear soon, very soon.

Without spoiling anything I can say that soon there will even be several chapters from Jess point of view…

With a smile on her face Rory walks out of the video store. She rented the Fast and the Furious 1 and 2 and she can't wait to see the look on her mother's face. She had tried in so many ways to convince her that they should watch that movie together. She had even acted out a little trailer to try and intrigue Rory. She smiles at the memory of her mother dashing around the living room with imaginary steering wheel in her hands, making car noises.

Rory's saying no had turn into more of a matter of principle than her actually not wanting to see that movie. But this time it felt like a safe choice, cars racing and crashing wasn't something that felt the least bit romantic.

When walking past Doose's on her way home she decides to go in and buy some ice-cream. Ice-cream was a given when you were going through love troubles, or any troubles for that matter. Ice-cream was always a given.

She smiles as she walks through Doose's. Movie night was a good suggestion, it hasn't even started yet and she already feels better. Happy almost. Maybe this was the way to do it – focusing on other things until that stinging pain she felt when thinking about Jess diminished.

She starts heading for the cashier when a thought crosses her mind, making her stop. Sprinkles! She needs sprinkles! Sprinkles in happy, cheerful colors, to truly distract her from anything sad and depressing. She turns around, searching for sprinkles.

While walking down the aisle with the sprinkles in it she overhears some people talking in the next aisle. She quickly deduces that they're talking about the cancelled wedding, so she stops and listens.
"If you want my opinion, even though the young man had pretty face, he was a bit of a snob, fancied himself being better than the rest of us" It's Miss Patty's voice, she's talking about Logan. Rory frowns.
"I don't think the boy is the one to blame here." Taylor's voice is heard in response, and some other voices murmurs in agree.

Rory sends a thankful thought to Taylor for defending Logan, a bit surprised though. But she quickly changes her mind when he continues.
"Her mother has been headed for the aisle several times, with different men, and never managed to close the deal. These things run in the genes." He sounds lecturing.
"Lorelai did marry Christopher in Paris." Miss Patty argues in her mother's defense.
"Yes, but that didn't last long, did it? It's the genes I tell you. They're too independent both of them." Taylor argues back.

She can't listen anymore. With the shopping basket still in her hand she runs out of the store and keeps running until she's standing on the lawn of her mother's house, all out of breath. They're blaming Logan. They're blaming Logan and her mother. They don't deserve that.

She takes several deep breaths before she slowly she starts walking into the house. As in a trance she puts the shopping basket on the kitchen table and walks into her room and lies down on the bed.

It's not Logan's fault that she cancelled the wedding. He has done nothing but love her and trust her. It was she that couldn't love him the way he deserved to be loved. And still, they're blaming him. Logan wasn't to snobby for Stars Hollow, he didn't look down on the people living there – he just wasn't used to living in a small town like Stars Hollow. It was all completely new for him. New and interesting. He had been interested when they walked around, he hadn't looked down on anyone, he didn't deserve to be blamed.

Besides, who were they to blame someone for looking down at people, for judging them based on where they came from? They had all looked down on Jess and judged him because he came from New York and had a hard time adjusting to Stars Hollow.

And it's certainly not her mother's fault. Her mother might have hit some bumps in her love life in the past, but all of those bumps had led her to Luke and she had never seen her mother being happier than she was with Luke. She wasn't too independent, she needed Luke – she needed Luke the same way Rory needed Jess. The difference only being that her mother had Luke by her side, Rory didn't have Jess and she would most probably never have.

She starts crying and she doesn't know why. She doesn't know whether it's for Logan, or her mother, or over the fact that she has lost Jess. She doesn't know but she can't stop crying.

A while later, when she hears her mother opening the front door she has stopped crying, but her eyes still hurt from all the tears.

"Okay, I've got a ton of Chinese food, little bit of everything." Rory doesn't answer and her mother continues while her voice comes closer and closer. "What movie did you choose? I feel I have to warn you, if you chose…" Her voice stops and Rory hears her walking into the kitchen.

"Honey? Were Doose's out of bags, or why did you bring the shopping basket home with you?"
Rory clears her throat and stands up, trying to look as if everything is okay.
"Yeah, I-I'll give it back tomorrow." She forces a smile on her lips. "So, I rented the Fast and the Furious."

Lorelai doesn't react at all to the choice of movie, instead she looks at Rory with a worried look on her face.
"What's going on?"
Rory shakes her head and walks over to the shopping basket, starting to pick up the ice-cream and the sprinkles.
"Nothing. I bought ice-cream and sprinkles, although the ice-cream might have melted a bit, but that doesn't really matter, does it? Sometimes it's even better when it's half melted, then you can mix the sprinkles in there instead of just sprinkling them on the top. Should I leave them out to melt some more while we eat the Chinese, or should I put them in the freezer, what do you think?"

"Rory." Her mother looks at her and takes the ice-cream from her hands and puts them on the counter. "Let's leave the ice-cream aside for awhile and you could tell me what's going on."
"Nothing's going on – besides the ice-cream melting."

Lorelai gives her a disbelieving look.
"Rory, come on hon. Tell me."
Rory sighs.
"I heard Taylor and some other people talking…about the wedding, or rather about the non-wedding."
"Okay." She bites her lip. "You must have known they would be talking, right? After all, you lived here almost your entire life, the gossip-rate in this town can't be of any news for you."

"It's not that they were talking, I knew they would do that…It's what they were saying." Rory doesn't want to hurt her mother's feelings by telling her they were talking about her so she quickly adds. "But it's okay, I'll get over it."

Lorelai gives her a long look but apparently decides not to pressure her at the time being as she picks the movies up from the kitchen table.
"So the Fast and the Furious? You finally caved, proving that nagging isn't useless. I'll make sure to remember that in the future. All those years I've wasted thinking there was no point in nagging at you." She smiles and offers her arm to Rory, nodding towards the living room. "Shall we? Our Chinese food awaits us."