Chapter: Return of Bookmark Chick
Author: R. M. Jackson
Rating: PG-13 / T
Word Count: Approximately 2,000 for chapter ten.
Summary: She intended to block him out of her life when she fled. He needed to get away from the West Coast. And somehow, they collided in the middle.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls or anything pertaining to Boston, Massachusetts
AN: Alternate Universe
Status: In progress
Return of Bookmark Chick
“Jess!” Sully howled from the bathroom. “Jess!” He slammed the door and scurried to his friend’s bedroom. Usually, Jess was an early riser and would be eating breakfast in the kitchen. He had obviously gotten home late the previous night because his bedroom door was still closed. “Oh, whoa. Not Jess.” He backed away from the sleeping girl curled up in Jess’s bed. He scampered out of the bedroom and collided with Jess as he walked through the front door, knocking the Dunkin’ Donuts box out of his hands.
“Christ! What the hell is wrong with you?” Jess asked as he placed the box of doughnuts on the table. He opened the box to make sure all the doughnuts were intact. Eying his jumpy friend, Jess crossed his arms across his chest.
“Spider!” Sully said frantically, pointing to the bathroom and grabbing Jess’s arm.
Jess laughed. “You have to be kidding me. All these years and you’re still afraid of spiders?”
“Just kill it!” Sully begged, pulling Jess in the direction of the bathroom.
Sighing, Jess allowed himself to be yanked across the apartment to the bathroom. He eyed the spider crawling along the marbled sink. Jess ripped off a sheet of toilet paper from behind the door and squished the spider between his two fingers. “There you go. Problem solved.” Jess dropped the piece of tissue in the basket and shoved Sully out the door.
“Bookmark Chick is in your bed,” Sully said.
Jess nodded. “You didn’t wake her up, did you?”
Sully scratched his head. “I, uh, don’t think I did.”
“Okay.” Jess pat Sully on the back. “You know what happened on Monday, so I really don’t need to explain this to you. Right?”
“Right,” Sully responded. “Should I leave or something? We never constructed a girl policy.” He pulled a kitchen chair away from the table and sat down.
“Hey, your apartment. Don’t go anywhere. I picked up three Boston Crème doughnuts. I know they’re your favorite.” Jess smiled crookedly and started to head back to his room.
Sully shuffled over to the coffee maker and started scooping the coffee grounds into the filter. He remembered Jess telling him that Rory loved coffee, so he scraped twice as much coffee out of the can.
Rory was sitting up in bed when Jess kicked his sneakers aside. “You’re all dressed,” she said as she stretched.
Jess climbed back into his bed with Rory and kissed her on the lips. “I ran out and bought some doughnuts at Dunkin’s. Sully is making the coffee now if you want some breakfast.”
“Okay.” Rory pulled off the blankets and swung her legs out of the bed. “You’re sure he’s fine with me being here?”
“He doesn’t mind,” Jess reassured her and kissed her on the lips again.
Sully was standing in the middle of the kitchen humming while he waited for the coffee to brew. “Rory, is it?” he asked as he reached into the cabinet for three coffee mugs.
“Rory,” she nodded. “I know we never formally met.”
“Well, it’s nice that you can meet him while he’s wearing pants,” Jess joked as he separated three paper plates from the stack on the counter.
“Boston Crème!” Sully exclaimed as he opened the box of doughnuts. He reached over and hugged Jess’s arm. Rory observed the scene in the kitchen while she stood off to the side. “Come on, Rory. You don’t need to feel out of place,” Sully reassured with a smile and handed her a paper plate. “I don’t bite.”
Jess grinned. “You can’t be intimidated by a nineteen year old guy that’s afraid of spiders.” He punched his friend lightly on the shoulder. “I bought chocolate frosted with sprinkles especially for you,” he said as the coffee pot stopped brewing. “And as a bonus, Sully makes really great coffee.”
Sully portioned out the coffee while Rory selected her doughnut out of the box and sat down next to Jess at the table. “So, Rory,” he started, serving the coffee and sitting down with his own breakfast, “tell me about you.”
Rory glanced over at Jess. “What’s this one told you already?” she asked.
Disapprovingly, Jess looked at Sully. He didn’t want Rory to know what Sully was aware of in their past relationship. “Not much. You read, you drink coffee, you like The Clash. Other than that, I’ve been left in the dark,” he said before sipping his coffee.
“There’s not much to know,” Rory said honestly. “I’m a journalism major at Harvard University. I live with my mom in a small town in Connecticut. What about you?” she asked. “Jess hasn’t really educated me on all that is Sully.”
Sully chuckled and wiped the cream filling off his upper lip. “Well, my name isn’t Sully. It’s short for my last name, which is Sullivan. Everyone used to call me Corey, which is my first name, but then it somehow transformed to just Sully. Stop me if I start talking too much. I tend to do that a lot.” He paused to scratch his head. “You already know of my love of sports. I’m an engineering major at Emerson. Jess got me into reading when we were younger, so I love that. I don’t get to read a lot with school, but I love it.”
“Please don’t tell me you like Hemingway, then,” Rory groaned, shooting a glance at Jess.
“What’s wrong with Hemingway? I love Hemingway.”
“I guess that solves the mystery of how Jess has a friend,” Rory joked.
“Thanks,” Jess grumbled, brushing the crumbs off his hand.
“I like her,” Sully laughed, pushing his chair away from the table to stand up. “I have to work early today. I’m going to take a shower. Anyone need the bathroom first?”
Rory and Jess shook their heads and Sully headed to the bathroom. “You seem to be relaxing,” Jess said.
“It’s still weird. It’s the first time I’ve ever spent the night with you.”
Jess nodded. “Sully really is okay with you being here. It’s the first time he’s ever asked if someone needed the bathroom before he took a shower.” He slung his arm around Rory and she moved her chair closer to him. “This is nice.”
“Really nice,” Rory agreed. Jess tipped up Rory’s chin and kissed her.
“Happy Thanksgiving!” Luke greeted Rory as she burst through the diner.
“I missed this place so much!” Rory said as she hugged Luke.
Lorelai sat at the table that had been set for the three of them. Luke filled the coffee cups sitting on the table and brought out the three plates filled with their Thanksgiving feast.
“You’ll never guess who called me this morning,” Luke said as they started their dinner.
“Jess?” Rory asked as she cut into a piece of turkey.
“How did you know?” Luke asked before shoveling a forkful of corn in his mouth.
“Luke,” Rory started as she set her utensils down next to her plate, “I was waiting for today to tell you this.” After a pause, “Jess and I are dating again.”
The tea in Luke’s mouth splashed back in his cup. “What? I thought Jess was in California or…somewhere.”
Rory nodded. “He was in California for a few months when he started attending community college in Boston. We met up a couple times and then we decided to start dating.”
Luke stared at Rory for a moment. “I don’t know if I want to know the details.” He shifted the mashed potatoes on his plate. “He called and apologized. It wasn’t a long phone call. He said he was having Thanksgiving dinner with his roommate and he was cooking.”
“Yeah. That’s what they’re doing this year,” Rory said with a nod. “His roommate is that phantom best friend he used to talk about every once in a blue moon. I like him.” She glanced over at her mother, who was hacking her turkey into smaller pieces. “You’ve been really quiet. What’s bothering you?”
“Oh, nothing,” Lorelai said.
“You’re still not happy with the Jess situation, are you?” Rory accused.
“I never said anything about him.” Lorelai held her hands up defensively. “When I see a change in Jess for myself, then I’ll believe it.”
“Fine,” Rory said as they continued the meal. They discussed school and life in Boston, but the topic of Jess was conveniently avoided.
Lorelai watched Rory read while she flipped through the television channels. “You’re not going to talk to me?”
“I don’t know,” Rory said coldly. “You can’t hang up on me, so what’s the point?”
Lorelai flipped the television off and faced her daughter. “I’m sorry I hung up on you that time. It’s just…”
“Jess. It’s just Jess. You can say it. I know you don’t approve of us restarting our relationship.”
“I’m sorry,” Lorelai said. “You knew how I felt about Jess the first time you started dating. I don’t think he’s the right kind of guy for you, but you’re old enough to make your own choices. You’re in college away from home, so I’m not going to interfere at all.”
“Thank you,” Rory said gratefully. Her cell phone started ringing and she identified it as Jess’s ring tone. “It’s Jess,” she said quickly before picking it up. “Hi!” she greeted him before going to her room. “How was Thanksgiving dinner with Sully?”
“It wasn’t bad,” Jess said. “Sully managed to blow up the potatoes in the microwave, but that’s beside the fact.”
Rory laughed. “I miss you.”
“I miss you, too. When are you coming back?” Jess asked.
“My mom is taking me up on Sunday.”
“Good. Sully wants us to all get together when you’re back. If that’s okay with you.”
Giggling, Rory threw herself across the bed. “Sully is pretty personable, isn’t he?”
“Sully is a good friend,” Jess said. “Weird, but good.”
“Well, I can’t wait to spend more time at your apartment.” Rory smiled and examined her nails. It had been a long time since they had such a pleasant conversation on the phone. When they were dating in high school, Jess avoided calling her. This time around, Jess would call Rory just to say goodnight. They didn’t live quite as close anymore, and both had different schedules to keep track.
“Anyway, I just wanted to say goodnight.”
“Night,” Rory said softly.
“See you soon.” Rory tossed her cell phone at the end of her bed and stood. Looking at her closet, she decided there was something that needed to be done. The box wasn’t hard to spot when she opened the closet. Carefully, Rory lifted the brown box from the top shelf. In neat black script, Jess was written across the top flap. Rory grabbed a pair of scissors and broke through the packing tape.
It had been months since Rory had seen any of the objects that resided in the box, and it was definitely time to reclaim them. As she lifted the flaps, she found CDs that had been missing since the end of her senior year. Books with precise notes in the margins were slipped down the sides of the box and caught in the fabric of her bridesmaid dress. Sighing, Rory hugged the dress against her skin. A few months ago, she had no desire to see the items. She didn’t know what was in store for her. Now, she couldn’t wait to continue her life in Boston with Jess.