A/N Heyy I know this took a while this kept getting pushed lower and lower on my priorities list, which sucked but here it is.

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UPDATE: BETA'D

"Jess!" Luke shouted up the stairs as he strode towards the door of the apartment, he swung the door open to reveal Jess lying in bed arm behind his head the other holding a book, the door whacked the wall bouncing of it, Jess just turned smirking.

"Yes, Uncle Luke?" The teen smirked at his red faced uncle whose chest was rising and falling at an alarming rate.

"What the hell were you thinking?" Luke fumed, throwing his arms up into the air, glaring at his nephew, who simply regarded his uncle with a raised brow.

"Whatever do you mean?" Jess drawled looking back to his book, lazily turning the page, Jess' nonchalance only serving to make Luke more frustrated.

"You know damn well what I mean."

"Oh yeah?" Jess sat up raising both eyebrows, looking up from his book.

"Yeah, I mean what were you thinking when you turned the dance marathon into a WWE arena! Which I had to help clean up by the way." Luke huffed in resentment. "Taylor nearly had an aneurism when he saw all the damages done to that place, now that was kind of funny... "He started to smile when he caught Jess' smirk and quickly frowned "Still, Jess, what the hell were you thinking fighting Rory's boyfriend –"

"Ex boyfriend." Jess cut him off, trying to stop the smugness from seeping into his voice. Jess wouldn't lie, he got a sort of satisfaction being able to call Dean, Rory's ex boyfriend, although, Jess had thought of Dean more as Rory's lapdog or self appointed owner.

"That – what?" Luke looked over at Jess confused as his nephew bit back a grin, plastering on a smirk in its place.

"After you left, they broke up; guess there was more trouble in paradise than we thought." Jess shrugged, a genuine smile flashing across his face for just a second. As much as he didn't like to see Rory hurt, he couldn't help but enjoy the fact that Rory and Dean's "relationship" wasn't as perfect and John Hughes esc as everyone in town seem to think.

"Huh, then where do you come into all this?" Luke raised a brow, scratching the top of his head.

"He was being an ass." Jess shrugged as if that explained everything, turning back his book, flicking the page again.

"Ah, so you decided to swoop in and become Prince Charming?" Luke chuckled, walking to the fridge and grabbing a beer.

"Yeah I wore tights and everything." Jess drawled sarcastically, shaking his head placing his book on his bed and walking to the fridge to grab a beer for himself, when Luke plucked the can out of his hand.

"Not a chance." Luke rolled his eyes, and stored the can back in the fridge, Jess just shrugged, smirking.

"Can't blame me for trying." Jess sighed retaking his place on his bed.

"So...you and Rory?"

"Possibly." Jess shrugged not looking up from his book, he didn't even know where he and Rory stood so discussing it with Luke was the last thing he wanted to do.

"Possibly what does that mean?" Luke frowned tugging on the back of his backwards baseball cap, the thing is probably fused to his head, Jess mused.

"It means we haven't spoken about it." Jess shrugged brushing off his uncle.

"What, why? You had a fight with her boyfriend over her then didn't stay to talk to her afterwards. Pretty stupid if you ask me." Luke shrugged.

"Well, you know, I just love to keep the girls hanging, treat em mean, keep em keen and all that." Jess drawled, shaking his head.

"Jess..." Luke warned gruffly shooting him a look, Jess tossed his book carefully on the bed and rolled his eyes.

"I had to do something, jeez, what's with the ninth degree anyway?"

Ignoring the question Luke ploughed on. "You had to do something, you had to do something and that was the best time to do it?"

"Considering the circumstances, yes."

"Considering the circumstances?"

Jess sighed. "Shane was with me." He muttered, running a hand through his hair not elaborating further.

"Shane?" Luke frowned, then his eyebrows rose in realisation. "You mean the blonde who you hid in the closet?"

"Yes and once again she got in the closet on her own, wasn't my best decision." He muttered scratching his head. Saying the last part more to himself than anyone else.

"Wow, wow I mean wow, aren't you just a regular prince charming?" Luke chuckled "I'm proud of you Jess." Jess looked up sharply.

"What?" Jess looked surprised, but quickly covered it up with a smirk. "I had no idea you felt that way about Dean." Luke shook his head at his nephew saying no more, he knew Jess knew what he meant, lips twitching up into a smile. He had never been fond of that Dean kid anyway, although he would never say anything out loud, he approved, whole heartedly. He wasn't so sure about Lorelai though. He walked out of the apartment chuckling, a small smirk on his face when he reached the diner.

Back upstairs Jess shook his head and lay back down grabbing his book of the bed to carry on reading, he read the first line, then frowned, he re read the first line then looked away from the book. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair, should he go find Rory? He wasn't sure what he should do; he wasn't good with these kind of things. Did he want to see her? Yes, did he know if he should yet? No. He pushed himself up off his bed grabbed his jacket off the stand pulling it on as he went down the stairs. He ran a hand through his hair and patted the box of cigarettes along with a well read copy of howl in his back pocket.

"Jess. Jess! Where are you going now?" Luke asked sighing, putting down the pot of coffee, as he watched the teen walk towards the door shaking his head as he eyed the book and the cigarettes in his back pocket, he never understood that boy.

"Out." Jess answered vaguely, not caring to go into any detail, Luke shook his head knowing it was fruitless to try and stop him. It wasn't as if Jess could go far and despite asking he was pretty sure what – who Jess was going to see and if he was right, he doubted Jess would get into any kind of trouble with her. So he let it go, picking the coffee pot up and went to pour refills.

Jess walked through the square his hands in his pockets and headed towards Andrews, he stepped in walking down the entre isle and scanned the shop, he shuffled from one foot to the other awkwardly scanning the shelf in front of him, before turning and leaving. He turned and walked towards the bridge. When he got there he stood still and smirked to himself as he watched her sat there, her legs hanging over the edge of the bridge, completely immersed in her book.

"How's Hemmingway treating you so far?" He asked as he took a seat next to her pulling his own book out of his pocket. She jumped and turned around wide eyed.

"Jess." She breathed, a small smile gracing her lips. "Yeah, it's not too bad; I have to concede that it's not as painful as I thought it would be, but still not my favourite." He nodded, chuckling a smile on his face; a silence fell over the two. "So."

"So?"

"We need to talk about what happened last night." She mumbled, fiddling with the page of her book.

"I s'pose we do." He nodded; looking up his eyes met hers.

"So." Rory breathed. "What, exactly, are we now?"

"What do you want to be?" He asked.

"I thought maybe, we were, together, or at least l hoped, I thought, we could be, because, I mean, I like you and you said you liked me too, I mean I know it's kind of sudden after everything, but –." She wrung her hands in her lap, glancing up at him every so often trying to gauge his reaction. She watched as he nodded.

"Rory?" He smiled, interrupting her babbling "Okay." He nodded. "I do, like you."

"I guess were together then." She grinned down at her hands, then up at him who was watching her with a smile of his own.

"I guess so" He smiled, softly he took her hand in his and intertwined there fingers stroking the back of her hand softly with his thumb. Hesitantly he reached out and brushed the back of his fingers against her cheek bring his hand up to cup her face, her looked into her eyes searching them, making sure this was okay. She smiled at him softly biting her lip as she wondered what this would be like, she had kissed him once before and was slightly ashamed to say that she felt a spark with him that she had never felt with Dean. Unconsciously they both moved closer.

His eyes flashed down to her lips then back up to her eyes, then there lips touched in a sweet innocent kiss, slowly there lips parted ever so slightly. Moving against each others softly, this kiss was different from the last, which had only been fleeting; it was a lot slower, sweeter. This time Rory knew that she didn't have to feel guilty, which had only made there first kiss bittersweet. This kiss was lingering and a lot more heated.

Eventually they both pulled back foreheads resting on one another's. Even when they pulled there foreheads away they stayed close, Rory's head resting on Jess's shoulder, both with smiles on there faces. A few minutes of silence passed between the two before Rory spoke.

"Have you finished the Fountainhead yet?" She asked, looking up at him.

"Not yet." He chuckled. "I still think she's a crazy lady though."

"It such an amazing book! Ayn rand is–" Rory started to gush about the book animatedly waving her free hand around, Jess smiled adding in every now and again. He loved watching her at moments like these seeing her become so passionate about something she loves. It hit him how easily it could be to fall in love with her, as much as the prospect scared the hell out of him, he couldn't help but think if it was Rory, that maybe falling in love wouldn't be so bad.

A/N Hope you liked it!

It was just short and sweet, As for continuing if I get any ideas I may add to it, so story alert if you wish, but at the moment its staying like this. But I am working on another small GG one shot, once I've finished my current chaptered story I might consider doing a GG chaptered if I can think of an idea but there's nothing planned at the moment.

Lovage to all

Monstergirl

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