-Rory-

Jess wasn't in the room when I returned from Logan's. I had a car full of crap that I had to take back to Connecticut and there was barely enough room to fit me into the front. I hated how stupid the idea of me bringing all my stuff out for a few short months was becoming. It also hurt that as I thought about it, my marriage to Logan was the stupidest thing I'd ever done in my whole life. This only went to show that I was not a spontaneous kind of girl. I worked much better with a plan and pro-con lists and heavy decision making. I contemplated this as I began looking for something to read. I'd already read the newspaper with my coffee that morning so as I searched I came upon Jess's bag. I could see a book sticking out of the small pocket and we usually had the same taste in books so I reached in and pulled it out.

I'd never heard of the title before but it looked interesting enough so I opened it up to sort of perouse through it but something that had been stuck between the pages caught my eye. I turned the pages back and there staring me in the face was a little girl. She couldn't have been more than 2 in the picture but she had jet black hair and green eyes just like Jess. She looked nothing like Liz's daughter and I'd certainly never seen her before but there she was, small and delicate looking like an exact replica of my ex boyfriend.

Just then I heard Jess insert the key into the slot on the door and I immediately jumped back, leaving the book in its original place and slipping the picture into my pocket as I darted into the bathroom to make him think that I was just coming out when he walked in.

"Hi There" I heard myself say it but the rest of me was far too busy comparing every aspect of him to the picture that was now burning a hole in my pocket.

"Hey" He said in his Jess like way that always left me guessing about exactly what he was thinking.

-Jess-

"Are you ok?" I thought that it would be supportive to merely ask about how her day went. I knew that it had to have been difficult for her and as I asked she almost looked relieved.

"It was heartbreaking... just like I expected it to be... but whats done is done and there's not use letting it ruin any more of my life." The exhaustion in her eyes was evident, as if she wasn't only physically tired from getting little sleep but that she was also emotionally tired. The last few months had taken everything out of her and now that it was finally over she couldn't figure out where to channel all that immunity to life that she had built up. She was really hurting but I could tell that she simply couldn't just let it all go. She was never one to cry in front of me.

She brought up her left hand to brush her hair out of her face and I noticed that her rings were gone. Was it possible that he may have asked for them back? It sounded like him, the stupid jerk, but I'd probably never have the guts to really ask her. It just felt like none of my buisness.

"I'm sorry Rory... you know what will probably make you feel better?" I set my hand apon her arm comfortingly.

"What?" She smiled a little.

"A good cup of coffee and some pizza..."