THANKSTAKING WITH IMPRESSIVE WINGSPANS

A/N: here you go kids, chapter 2!!!! This is in jess’ p.o.v … he’s in Fez and some parts are in French. At the end of the chapter there are the translations in case you can’t understand – but they aren’t necessary. This chap is a lot more flashback based .. so yeah.  So… enjoy!!!  Ooh am I supposed to do the whole I don’t own people thing? Ok… I don’t own anyone associated with the Gilmore girls. I DO own the characters of Sarah, Abby and James, Although these are based on real people.

Chapter Two: Cranberry sauce (flows from my heart)

“vous aiment des fritures avec cela?” Jess droned,

A toothy morrocan woman grinned at him, “non, Monsieur - mais vous avez un bel âne.”

No, mister – but you have a beautiful … ‘âne’? âne… wasn’t in my French-english dictionary…

The woman licked her lips…

Oh dear god please tell me âne is food… please dear god…

He forced a smirk

Hey , it’s the closest thing this old bat is going to get to a smile from me

“voici votre repas - ayez un beau jour”

The woman – who suddenly reminded him eerily of miss patty – nodded, “vous aussi, garçon sexy “

Ok. Now ‘garcon sexy’?! I KNOW its not cool to go around calling people ‘sexy boy’!

 Jess shuddered and as the next customer came up to him.

Okay what is wrong with me? I am here in Fez, the most interesting city in the world… working in…

Oy it even shames me to THINK it…

Mcdonalds…

Sigh – my life is a proverbial toilet.

He craned his neck see the clock,

HAH! I’m out of here – I’ve been working 15 minutes over time!

He excused himself from the customer, threw his apron in the staff room and bolted out of the door and across the street –

*BWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP*

“sortez de la manière que vous chiez tête”

He turned to see an angry man speeding down the street screaming at him…

Huh.

---flashback---

Jess smirked at Rory

A sweet little ‘princess’ like her? A foreign correspondent? Not god damn likely!

“You’re gonna crawl around in trenches and stand on top of buildings and have bombs going off in the background and some wars raging all around you?”

Rory pulled back, hurt.

“What, you don’t think I can do it? “

Wow, she seems horrified – obviously nobody has ever doubted her before…well, I guess its obvious why! … maybe I should be a little nicer… but think of what this could do to my reputation!... heck, I’ll risk it.

“No, I do. Just sounds a little too – “

Rory interrupted him,  “A little what?”

Ooookaaaaaaay! I’ve obviously hit a nerve! … red alert! Red alert! Back up before she starts crying!

“Just sounds a little too rough for you.”

Rory pulled a face, “Well, it’s not a little too rough for me. I hope it’s not a little too rough for me, I’ve been talking about this forever,”

Oh god… I’ve inserted a seed of self-doubt… oh god .. female-inner-torture will ensue…

“ I mean, I don’t even know what I would do if – .”

shit

Jess butted in, “ Hey, I didn’t mean to freak you out. I’m sorry. I’m sure you’ll do it. You will, I promise. I’ll help you practice, okay? Tomorrow, you’ll stand in the middle of the street and I will drive straight at you screaming in a foreign language.”

….. we wait…

Rory smiled, “ Well, you’re gonna have to learn a foreign language first.”

Aaaaand we’re free

“well, it’s lucky I got me a tutor isn’t it?”

---end flashback---

Jess frowned as he remembered, then turned and gave the finger to the driver while shouting, “soyez silencieux, tête de pénis!”

Ahhhh pocket dictionary – where would I be without ye!

He caught the bus to his apartment building where he ran up to ‘home’.

He opened the door to a familiar sight,

Not again – I’ll be blinded by the end of the week, I swear!

“ABBY! STOP”

the couple on the sofa parted – the man blushed while the woman merely rolled her eyes,

“jess, you’re my room mate, not my father .. for christ’s sake do you know how many times I’ve been grossed out when I walked in on YOU?”

Jess pretended to think, “how about none!”

She clucked her tounge, “yea and why do you think that is, you loser ?” she grinned, “I thought you were working tonight?”

Uhuh .. smooth change of topic

“I swapped shifts with pav,” he moved over to the couch and held out his hand to abby’s man, “ I’m jess, abby’s room mate… and you are…new.”

Abby clucked her tounge, muttering ‘rude’ under her breath as the handsome blonde smiled shyly, stood up and shook jess’ hand, “james… sorry about…abby said that… sorry…” he stammered.

“don’t worry about it, man,” he turned to his friend, “ abby don’t you open your stall at 5?”

Abby Jumped up, “GAH! Damn! Shitshitshit! shit… fuckitty fuck … shit…” she hopped around the room, pulling on her shoes- that was, until she tripped over the rug.

Jess smirked,

Typical abby… such a klutz…

He walked over to her and prodded her with his foot,

“hey, you know, abs – while you’re down there…”

“DON’T even THINK it, mariano…” she growled.

---flashback---

Jess’ first day in Fez was a wild one – delayed trains, missing luggage, double booked hotel rooms… he needed to relax

Geez, any more things going wrong and I may just spontaneously combust.

Mmm  may as well check out the city before hunting for a nother hotel…

He wandered through the streets, looking at the people, the animals, the buildings…

Until he came to a small market.

Browsing through each stall he found several great books he’d been wanting to read

Too bad they’re all in French.

Spotting a English-French dictionary, he grabbed it and looked around for the owner.

This better be cheap – I spent all my money on that goddamn hotel room…

A small young woman was suddenly at his side, gabbling in French,

“ce livre est absolument excellent! il est extrêmement utile si vous étiez intéressé à apprendre une langue...”

He tuned out as he looked at her,

Big blue eyes… short brown hair… pale skin…

Woah woah woah.. pale skin???!

Jess spoke, “do you speak english?”

The woman looked startled, “yeah, do you? … oh my god I can’t believe I just asked that! I mean you bought an english- French dictionary!” she laughed at herself.

Jess smirked, “yeah, I also said ‘do you speak english’ which pretty much confirmed the face that I speak that language.”

The girl blushed and swatted him on the shoulder.

“so, smart ass – I take it you’re new here?”

“well, yea.”

“how long you been here?”

“about five minutes.”

“how long you thinking of staying here?”

What is this, twenty questions?

“however long I can keep a room for.”

He raised an eyebrow

“huh. You can stay in my apartment, if you want?”

He smirked at her

She gets right to the point…

“…are you flirting with me…?”

she screwed up her mouth and leaned back,

“as ‘stunningly gorgeous’ as you seem to think you are, you are SO not my type!”

he clasped his hand to his chest,

“I’m hurt…may I ask why?”

she rolled her eyes, “duh! You’re not blonde!”

---end flashback---

By the time Abby and James had left, Jess found himself in his regular position.

He was sitting on kitchen table, looking at a picture.

Not just any picture…

A picture of my rory.

My rory.

He jumped off the table, walked to the fridge and drank some orange juice from the carton.

Shutting the door he saw a message tapes up against it,

‘ Smart ass – Your Uncle called. Something about coming back for thanksgiving. You leaving me, fly boy?  - Abs xox’

go back?

I can’t go back!

She doesn’t even understand why I left.

She wouldn’t.

For all the brains she has academically… she don’t know jack when it comes to relationships.

But… by god I’d do anything for a chance to explain to her.

I can’t write to her.

I can’t phone her…

I sure as hell can’t go an

She thinks I left because I don’t love her…

Does she not know me at all?

…

obviously not…

---Flashback---

*flight AA982 is now boarding in gate 22, would all passengers please make their way to the gate as soon as possible*

Jess stood up, “well,” he turned to rory, “that’s me.”

Rory didn’t move from her seat.

Oh please rory… one last moment before I leave…

“…rory?”

She stood up so quickly she almost knocked him over, “well GO then! If that’s your freaking plane why don’t you just go and get ON IT! You’re leaving me! So what do you expect!? A firggin goodbye party, jess? What! Do you want me to wave banners for you? Shout ‘hip hip hooray the love of my freakin’ life is leaving me?!” her voice broke on this last word and she was shaking with emotion.

Jess sighed

All I want is to tell her how much I love her.

How much I’ll always love her…

No.

Scratch that.

All I want is to stay with her…

Hold her in my arms…

He ran a hand through his hair and tried to calm his breathing, “okay then. Goodbye rory…”

His eyes lingered on her, hoping for a response.

Her head was bent low, a curtain of hair shielding her face.

“…goodbye, rory Gilmore,” he said sombrely.

He turned and started to walk, blinking tears furiously away from his eyes when he heard her mutter,

“good riddance.”

He froze, but daren’t turn around.

Her kept walking.

All I want is to stay with her…

Hold her in my arms…

When he reached the passport check, he turned around.

Only to see the woman he loved, sobbing her heart out on the linoneum.

All I want is to tell her how much I love her.

How much I’ll always love her…

That I’m doing this for her…

He gritted his teeth and kept walking.

---end flashback---

A/N: here are the translations :

“vous aiment des fritures avec cela?” – would you like fries with that,

 “non, Monsieur - mais vous avez un bel âne.” – no, mister. But you have a beautiful ass.

 “voici votre repas - ayez un beau jour” – here is your meal, have a nice day

, “vous aussi, garçon sexy “ – you too, sexy boy

“sortez de la manière que vous chiez tête” – get out of the way, you shit head

“soyez silencieux, tête de pénis!” – shut up dickhead.

“ce livre est absolument excellent! il est extrêmement utile si vous étiez intéressé à apprendre une langue...” -that book is absolutely excellent! it is extremely useful if you were interested in learning a language...