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Frozen

Gilmore Girls

Rory/Jess

As a team Jess fan and an avid hater of the "miscommunication" trope, I decided to rewrite the scene in S4, Ep13 where Jess finally stops Rory after returning to Stars Hollow. Hopefully you enjoy!!

Frozen.

She stared at the dreadfully handsome figure in a leather jacket. His hands were unceremoniously shoved into his jean pockets. His head was bowed slightly, eyes shadowed and unreadable.

Rory felt her breath catch in her throat. She cleared it softly, like if she stayed quiet enough, maybe he wouldn’t notice her. But of course, he already had. They were here facing each other after months that felt like both a lifetime and no time at all. It felt like a dream. Good or bad, Rory couldn't decide. Wasn’t he supposed to be in California thousands of miles away?

Her heart pounded. She felt sick.

“Hi,” Jess whispered, breaking the silence hoarsely, like the same breath had been caught in his throat too.

She didn’t answer. Her mind raced while her body tried to catch up. She wanted to run, but her feet felt frozen to the icy road.

Finally, she found her voice. “Why do you always run?” She didn’t need to explain what she meant. He knew.

His gaze dropped. “Why do you let me?”

She stared. He sighed. “I mean…” the words sounded painful. “Why don’t you ever ask me to stay?”

Her eyes welled with tears, threatening to spill. “Why is that my job?” she whispered. “Jess, I-” She bit her lip a little too hard. “If you wanted to stay, you would have. Everyone knows no one can make you do anything you don’t want to do,” she spit out. Her words bit colder than the snow around them.

“I’m sorry,” Jess murmured. His gaze hadn’t moved.

“For what?”

Jess looked up, surprised. “What?”

Rory crossed her arms. “I want to know what you're sorry for.”

“Well, everything, I guess.” He shrugged.

Rory sighed. “That’s what I thought. You don’t even know what you did to me. You're just saying a blanket apology. That doesn’t mean anything, Jess.”

His eyebrows furrowed. “Fine. Okay. I'm sorry for everything. And by everything I mean not telling you about prom, and school, and not being able to give you the one thing you wanted. For working all the time. For being rude to your mom. And Luke. And for never taking you on an actual date.” He exhaled sharply.

“No!” Rory snapped, louder than she meant to. Jess’s eyes widened. “I couldn’t give less of a damn about all that, Jess. You still don’t know what I’m mad about. After all this time you still don’t get it.”

He reeled. “I don’t understand. Y-you asked for what I was sorry for and-”

“You broke your promise,” she interrupted. Her voice was quieter this time.

Jess winced.

Silence settled like snow between them. He didn’t speak. Of course he didn’t.

“You’re just like Luke,” she said sharply. “You suddenly go mute and forget how to talk, retreat into that brain of yours and you expect everyone else to just figure it out.” Her frustration bled out as she spoke. “But I’m not your mind-reader. I’m not your fixer-upper. I’m tired.”

Jess looked away ashamed.

“I loved you,” she said. He swallowed, hard, noting the past tense.

“You told me you wouldn’t take off again. You promised you’d call. You said it would be different.” Her voice cracked, unraveling. “And I asked you to talk to me, Jess. How many times did I ask what was going on with you? I confided in you. I tried. And you still left me.”

Jess dropped his head lower than he thought possible. “I didn’t leave you.”

She gave a humorless laugh. “Yes, you did, Jess. And if you can’t see that, then what’s the point of this conversation?”

“I’m sorry.”

Her eyes spilled. “Okay,” she whispered. “But you keep doing it. You drop in, mess with my head, and then vanish. How am I supposed to feel?”

Jess took one step forward. His voice was quiet. “Hurt.”

Rory laughed bitterly and for a moment, she thought she’d walk away. She should. That would be amart and healthy and all the things that would be good for her.

But there he stood. This awful, amazing, well-read, idiotic, infuriating, compassionate enigma.

She should hate him. She should burn all his pictures and slash his tires.

But she didn’t.

Because it was Jess. And despite everything… it was still Jess.

So she didn’t move.

They stared at each other for too long. Her fingers were numb.

“I hate you,” she said finally, voice small and sharp.

Jess looked up. “Will you always?”

Rory huffed. “I wish. But no.”

He straightened slightly, allowing himself a sliver of hope. Silence fell on them again.

“I’m writing a book,” he said after what felt like ages. He looked almost embarrassed.

Rory blinked. “What did you say?”

Jess scuffed his boot into the snow. “It’s just the first draft. No title and it probably sucks. But yeah.”

Her expression softened. “That’s great, Jess.”

He gave a halfhearted smile, the first real one since they’d started. “It’s no Gatsby, but it’s something.”

Rory hummed. “Can I read it?”

Jess smirked. “When it’s done.”

Rory scowled. “Jerk,” she said, not unkindly.

“I know.” The silence resumed.

She uncrossed her arms. “Do you want to get some coffee? I’m cold.”

Jess smiled a real one this time. “Yeah.” Then quickly added, “Not Luke’s though. He’s helping TJ get fitted for tights.”

Rory blinked. “What?”

Jess shook his head. “Long story.”

“Well,” she said, already turning toward Weston’s, “it’s a good thing they’re open late.” Jess followed.

“Good thing.”

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thinking of making a silly/sweet dnp playlist!! if you wanna participate, please tell me a song or two that needs to be included!! I think this would be a fun phandom joint project 🫶🏼 I'll post the link when it's done!!!

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💕

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please I snorted at this pun well done 💅🏼

"Does he need to get of the sea?" Pontoo soon Phil give the man time to process the pontoon experience

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listen I'm not saying I'm not enjoying this fire content cause I sure as fuck am but I'm on my *6th* rewatch of the last Sims tattoo video and it been two months and I WANT TO SEE DALIEN STRUGGLE IN COLLEGE

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“You are so annoying” followed by arguably one of the top H**** E*** H***** in history was a new level of devastating

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ah yes this is how I look when I find someone very annoying ✋🏼😌

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someone spread this like a rumor and maybe we'll get featured on the next conspiracy roast from dnp

actual photo of their secret gaming setup 🖥️

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morning coffee <3

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a memory I forgot to share from when I went to the tour was my older best friend who's like a sister to me drove with me to Durham and she didn't see the show but wanted to drop me off for safety. we were driving around, trying to find the right entrance when she points and says "I see three girls with purple hair, and a guy with cat whiskers I'll drop you off here."

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I hope Dan and Phil get the family they always wanted. as much as I would love if they made content for the rest of their lives, I hope they someday feel safe enough to have that even if they're 50

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If Kermit met you, do you think he'd like you?

oh yes. I think we would grab coffees and spend the day cruising ventura boulevard and shooting the breeze til dinnertime

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Dan loving his dullet compliments gives me LIFE. they both need to know how pretty they are 😌

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obsessed with them on their fancy holiday judging other people the entire time like the mean gays they are

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SAVOUR THE SLOP LIKE THE FISH SWIMMING RIGHT NEXT TO YOU