A/N: OMG guys!! I'm about to break down, this the last chapter of 'Drunk Or Not'. Tear. :( . I think the title is very appropriate: 'Good Will Hunting' because you know how good will is like loyalty so its like searching for--okay you guys aren't stupid, so....moving on. Okay, I got tired of Rory being the one who always walked away and stuff so a turn of events. Oh the italics are flashbacks. The flashbacks aren't in sequence, they are actually in reverse order, so it's from the latest to the earliest stuffs in their relationship. Oh! Also, although I don't like Max and Lor together I do like the scene where they're sitting on the porch together after Max's proposal and Lor is like 'I'm getting married', so, yea...credit to them. Oh and another thing--why do I keep forgetting these things? I love the commercial when the guy and gal are sitting on the couch and she says 'I promise to never wear a flannel nightgown' etc. so yea...lol. Enjoy guys and thanks for all your support with this story. Love you guys!!!
P.S. This is like the longest A/N ever!!!
Disclaimer: What I don't own now, I'll never own.
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Rory looks down at the slip of paper in her hands and looks back up at the building in the front of her. She puts one foot in front of the other and slowly, but surely makes her way to the stairs. Half way there she changes her mind and turns around heads back down the sidewalk when she sees a taxi pull up and the door opens. Hepburn exits and he looks at her knowingly before calling Jess and heading out to the taxi. Jess exits a second later with a bag in his hand. He pulls the door closed but stops when he sees her.
"…Hi." Her eyes flash to his bag.
He clenches his jaw. "What are you doing here?"
She looks around hoping that the answer will jump out at her. "…Ah, I'm not sure. I…I-I don't know what I'm saying here…"
He nods slowly. "Okay." Hepburn calls out to him and signals to his wrist watch and he waves him off before looking back to Rory expectantly.
"I'm not pregnant." He looks at her curiously. "That came out wrong."
"Huh. I figured you weren't." Its Rory's turns to look confused. "If you were you would've said something by now."
Then it hits her all at once. He knew. All this time. At the dinner, he knew. "Don't go." Rory starts.
Jess looks surprised. "What?"
"Just, stay. I want you to stay."
"Rory." He warns. "You don't know what you're saying."
She's not hearing him. "I wanted to say I'm sorry."
The horn sounds again and he grabs his bag tighter and slings it over his shoulder. "That's not necessary." He pushes past her and starts down the stairs, until she calls after him. "Look Rory, I don't exactly know what you're trying to say here, but…" He shakes his head.
"I'm telling you not to go and…"
"Then what? You'll change your mind as soon as it's convenient?"
"No, I'm—"
He cuts her off again. "I can't do that Rory. Not again." He looks behind him at the taxi and looks back at her and his face softens. He tucks a strand behind her ear. "And I have to go." His hand trails to her cheek before he drops it back to his side and backs away and puts his bag in the trunk before getting inside.
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She stands there, not knowing what to do. She couldn't hear anything around her and she could barely see. Partly because the rain was pounding down on her and partly because of the tears had started to fall. She didn't know which was which anymore and she didn't care. Her feet felt like lead and it took all the strength she had to turn around and walk away.
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His mood wasn't getting any better. And the rain beating down on the window along with the bumper to bumper traffic wasn't helping anyone.
"…these briefs are absolutely ridiculous. Seriously who does this guy think he is…?" Hepburn rambles on next to Jess. "Are you even…?"
Jess mumbles an affirmative answer and focuses on the window.
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Rory moves towards the refreshment table and picks up the knife and dives into the cake. She grabs a plate and puts her slice on it. Hands appear around her waist and reaches for the cake. She hits them away and turns to face a scowling Jess.
"So that's how you treat your new husband?"
Rory smiles. "When he's grabbing for my cake, yes."
"What happened to 'what's mine is yours'?"
Rory looks confused. "I think you've got it wrong, its 'what's yours is mine and what's mine is mine'" Jess chuckles. "Besides an entire cake is right there." She signals to it.
"Yes but I want that piece." He signals to hers.
"Tough luck, this is mine." She moves the cake as he reaches for it again, before grabbing a fork and digging in.
"Cake tease."
Rory scoffs. "You're only saying that because I didn't give you any."
He nods. "So give me half and I'll take it back."
Rory looks outraged. "Half? No way!"
"Its cake."
"Exactly, its cake."
"You're going to choose cake over me?"
Rory pretends to ponder. "Hmm, let me see, yes."
"This isn't a great way to start our life together."
"It's nothing personal." She shrugs it off.
Lorelai approaches grinning. "Make sure I catch the bouquet." She tells her.
"That's cheating."
Lor shrugs. "So…"
"Besides, you're already married."
"What does that have to do with—?"
Rory cuts her off. "He's trying to steal my cake." She quickly turns the attention to Jess.
Lorelai gasps. "How dare you?"
"Its just cake." He repeats.
"Take that back!" Pause. "You-you…"
"Isn't that your mother over there?" Jess asks her signaling behind her.
Lorelai quickly turns around and looks in the direction pointed out, before gasping again. "Um…" She backs away. "If you'll excuse me, I have to go…" She signals in a random direction. "Go hide." She hurries away.
Jess smirks and Rory pouts, before facing him again. His smirk fades. "Now can I have some cake?"
"Sure." She turns to the cake still sitting on the table and grabs out a chunk with her hand before smashing it in his face and walking away.
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"Jess. We have a meeting with the CEO of Boeing in less than half an hour; you should be looking these over." He signals to the folder in his hand.
"I know those briefs backwards and forwards." Is all he offers.
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"There you are." Rory closes the front door behind her and walks further onto the porch and sits next to Jess.
"I have something for you." He tells her.
"Really?" She looks surprised. "I don't know what it could possibly be…" She puts on an act. "…flowers? No, that can't be it…um," She taps her chin. Jess pulls out a ring and Rory falls silent. "Oh."
He puts it on her finger. "You like it?" Rory nods silently examining the ring. "If you don't I can always change it." He pulls her hand in his and starts to remove the ring.
"No. What are you doing?" She pulls her hand away.
"I'm just gonna—" He reaches for her hand again.
"No. It's mine."
He chuckles. "I know that."
She examines her ring again and ponders before looking back to Jess. "Are you sure you know what you're getting into?"
He stretches his legs out and leans back against the chair pulling Rory against his chest. "What do you mean?"
"I mean…are you sure you want to marry me? I mean, have you met my family? They're insane. Especially mom…"
"I think I've met her." Jess responds sarcastically.
"Do you even know about Gran? Did I tell you that she's the first Lorelai? She's so mean! The only reason mom likes her is because she hates grandma, she actually tried to convince grandpa not to marry her…"
"Hey, hey." He cuts her off. "I'm not marrying them. I'm marrying you. I don't care how crazy they are."
Rory looks at him. "Even if they're Kirk crazy."
He pauses. "Even if they're Kirk crazy."
Rory nods and leans back against him again. "I think some of them are actually worse."
Jess stops and hesitates. "I don't think that's possible."
"It is." She assures him casually.
"Huh."
Rory looks down at the ring again. "I'm getting married."
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"Jess, are you even listening?" Hepburn asks him.
Jess looks away from the window and sees Hepburn waiting expectantly. "Sorry." He says reluctantly.
"If you don't get your act together your gonna cause us to lose out on this deal." He doesn't bother repeating his prior statement.
Jess sighs and returns his gaze to the window.
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This time Hepburn's sigh pulls him out of his trance. "Jess." Jess looks at him apologetically. He sighs again. "You're not focused here, so you sure as hell won't be of any use." He signals behind them, in the direction they came. "Go after her."
"What?" He looks at him surprised.
"You heard me." He signals again. "Before I change my mind." He looks back to the briefs in his hands, cueing Jess' exit.
Jess hesitates and goes to say something to Hepburn when he changes his mind. He pulls open the door and hops out before weaving his way through the cars and back to the sidewalk. He doesn't think about the rain blurring his vision and seeping through his clothes or the wind holding him back. Or the fact that he has no idea where she went or if he'll even find her. All he thinks about is her. With that he picks up his pace, causing him to collide with everybody in his path. People are spewing curse words at him in every direction, but he doesn't stop to apologize. His chest is burning, but he doesn't stop to rest. He keeps running even after he passes his apartment. He stops when he reaches the corner and looks around and sees Rory hailing a taxi. One slows to a stop in the front of her. He calls after her before breaking into a run again. She turns and looks at him surprised. He stops if front of the door, blocking her path.
"Wh-what are you--?" She starts.
"Just, give me a second." He holds up a finger. She waits expectantly as he takes a breath and searches for the right words. "I have been the biggest ass…" He starts.
"You gettin' in?" The cab drive asks her.
"Um…" She looks at Jess curiously before looking at the cab driver. "No." She turns back to Jess as the taxi pulls off and allows him to lead her closer to the wall. "…ah, what were you saying?" She's trying to focus on something other than his proximity.
"I broke my promise."
"What? You didn't break any—" She cuts herself off when she realizes what he's talking about. "Oh. It's okay. You didn't wanna do it anyway."
Jess' face falls. "I know, I'm sorry. It's not okay." He hesitates. "You know I never stopped loving you."
Rory stops. "At least it's one out of three." She grins trying to ease the tension.
He ignores her comment. "Just give me a chance; I'll do anything to make it up to you. Name it."
"Hmmm…" She plays along. "A chocolate pool."
"Done." He doesn't hesitate.
She looks at him seriously. Not because of his answer but because of how serious he was. "Um…you know I was just joking, right? You don't really have to get a—"
"I don't?" She shakes her head. "You just said—"
"Forget what I said."
"It's too late, it's already done." Rory huffs, but doesn't protest. "I love you."
Rory grins. "I know, I heard about the chocolate pool." He takes a step towards her and takes her hands in his, drawing slow circles on the backs of her hands. She looks down at their hands then back up at him. Her eyes unconsciously flicker to his lips as does his to hers. Surprisingly she makes the first move, taking another step and pressing her lips to his. He pulls her hands around the back of his waist and slides his tongue over her lips. She sighs and immediately grants him access. After a few seconds she pulls away and rests her forehead on his chest.
"Does that mean 'I love you, too'?" He smirks.
"Yes."
He nods. "Good."
"I missed you."
He kisses her again, but doesn't linger this time. "I missed you, too. A lot."
Rory quickly comes down from her high. "What about your meeting? And Hepburn? And--?"
"Don't worry about it." Jess tells her.
"Does this mean you're staying?"
He looks at her seriously, reading her expression. "As long as you want me to."
"That might be forever."
"Huh." He smiles. "I'm glad."
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"I promise to…never wear a flannel nightgown." Rory tells him.
"How about you make that 'I promise to never wear a nightgown'."
Rory hits him. "Your turn." She adjusts herself on the couch, swinging her legs on Jess' lap and leaning back against the armrest.
Jess groans and puts his head against the back of the couch. "I promise to never let you wear a flannel nightgown. Or any nightgown for that matter for longer than 10 seconds." He smirks.
"Jess." Rory warns. "Be serious."
"I am." She glares. "Fine." His head goes back against the chair. "I promise…" He looks around hoping the answer will hit him, before looking back to her. "I promise to always be faithful to you. To never stop loving you. To never let you go." He tries to read her expression. "Better?"
Rory looks at him for awhile before a grin breaks out across her face. "Much."
He nods. "Good." In a second he removes her foot from his lap and jumps on top of her before recognition can dawn across her face. "Now about that other promise." He pulls her shirt up and over her head.
"Jess, this isn't even a nightgown." Rory laughs.
"Shh. You're ruining the moment." He kisses her.
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The rain continues to beat down on them. They don't run for cover.
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A/N: Sniff, sniff. Guys, I'm not gonna cry, okay? NOT. Please tell me what you think about this final chapter. Excuse me, I have to....go...do--something. (Exits abruptly)