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"My mother hates you," I told Jess as I showed him to the bedroom he was being forced to sleep in.

"I didn't know that your grandmother would force us to stay the night. I didn't think anyone was that crazy," he said as I stopped in front of my bedroom door. "Are we going inside?"

"I want you to know that you will be sleeping in my bedroom. I also want you to know that I had absolutely no say in the designing aspect of it, so, please, ignore the posters and the magazines in there, okay?"

"Fine," he answered, reaching around me to open the door. I backed into the room and flipped on the light and the NSYNC and 98° posters stuck out in my mind immediately. I turned to watch Jess survey his surroundings before he focused his attention on me, smirking. "This almost makes up for the fact that I actually have to stay here tonight." He closed the door behind him and I shook my head.

"That's not ignoring them, Jess. That is the opposite of ignoring, in fact," I pout and he walked closer to me and planted a soft kiss on my forehead before wandering towards the bathroom attached to the bedroom. He peeked his head in and walked over to sit on the bed.

"Where are you sleeping tonight?" He asked and I turn my attention back to him. "I mean, if I'm occupying your bedroom, I'm sure that it would be unheard of if you stayed here also. So, where are you going to sleep?"

"I'm sleeping in my mom's room with her, but we'll probably end up watching TV on the huge television downstairs all night. You're more than welcome to join us," I said, extending an invitation, hoping that he'd say yes.

"Maybe, but I assume that you won't be doing this until your grandparents are completely asleep?"

"You'd most definitely be correct. They want us in bed now, like we're ten. We'll probably head down at eleven, so I can come get you if you want me to," I told him and he nodded. He walked over to me and cupped my face in his hands, kissing me tenderly. I put a hand to his neck and pulled myself closer to him, kissing him back and tangling my fingers in his hair. I backed away from him for a second, breaking the kiss. "You know, the only reason I took my car," I began to tell him as I walked back, closer to him. "Is because I wanted us to go to Yale after dinner. Had we gone to Yale, we would have had the entire dorm all to ourselves." By the time I had finished the sentence, I was leaning on him, whispering closely to his ear. He clutched at my waist and sighed into my neck.

"That's not fair," he whined, still holding onto me. I placed a chaste kiss below his ear. And hugged his upper body.

"I'm just telling you the facts. We could be in another one of my bedrooms right now where no one would even be aware of our existence."

"I hate you," he told me, before lying his forehead on my shoulder.

"No, you don't. That's why you're taking this so hard," I reminded him and he let out another sigh. "I should go. I'll see you at eleven." He kissed my neck in response and I captured his mouth with my own after he pulled back. He pulled me tighter and then let go and we detached our lips. I smiled and left the room, headed towards my mother's room.

I opened her door and found her looking through some of her old pictures. She turned to look at me when I closed the door. "Hey, Honey. How's your extremely stupid boyfriend?" She asked me and I smiled before lying on her bed.

"He's feeling completely stupid and he wants to go home," I told her and she nodded. She put away the pictures into the desk drawer and joined me on the bed. "I'm sorry about this, by the way."

"Babe, it's not your fault and I know it's not Jess's fault either. I know he felt pressured to make conversation and he said all that he could and it got us stuck here. I'm just mad that we're here and that Jason is two point three feet away from me. I don't feel safe," she complained and I laughed quietly.

"Mom, don't be immature." I told her and she puffed from beside me. I looked at the clock on her wall and noticed that we still had an hour until it was safe to go downstairs. I turned my attention to the window and watched the snow fall and I was wondering why my mother wasn't coming up with anything good to say, after all snow was her favorite thing about winter and, basically, the rest of the world.

"Hon, I think that I have feelings for Luke," she said quietly and I stopped breathing for a second before slowly turning to look at her. She was looking at her feet that were resting on the bed. "Say something, Rory."

"Luke? As in Luke?" I asked her and she nodded. I smiled slightly. "How did this happen?"

"I don't know. I think I noticed it a few nights ago. You and Jess were out and so I went to the diner for dinner and it was just me and Luke and I realized that I have these feelings that have been there for so long. I'm afraid to admit it, but I needed to tell someone and you're my most important someone. I want to know what you think," she finally ended her rant and I laid my head on her shoulder and hugged her from the side.

"I think that it's taken long enough for you to realize this," I began and lifted my head from her shoulder as she turned to look at me, confused. "Everyone can tell that Luke has always had a thing for you, but only people close enough to you know that you've had a thing for him."

"Okay, so who are we talking about? Like, who's always known?"

"Me, Sookie, Grandma and I'm sure that there's a few others out there, too. I'm happy for you, that you've realized and accepted it. But what's going to happen now? Are you going to tell him?"

"I haven't decided what I'm going to do yet. I don't even know if I want to do anything. I'm so confused, Rory and I'm afraid. Luke is my friend, you know, he's always been my friend and I don't want to lose that," she told me and I nodded in understanding. It would suck if they ever broke up and had to skirt around each other. Stars Hollow isn't the easiest place to do that; I know, I did that with Dean.

"Believe me, Mom, I get that. You can't bury your feelings, though," I told her and she nodded. I knew that by experience also, for months I had to hide my feelings for Jess. There seemed to be a lot of parallels between my relationship with Jess and Mom's relationship with Luke.

"I'm afraid of this," she admitted to me and I leaned over and kissed her on the cheek.

"Mom, you have no reason to be afraid. Do what you want, but I think that you should tell him," I told her and she nodded again, looking as though she were contemplating what to do.

"We'll see what happens," she said with a thoughtful look on her face.

"We'll see," I repeated and she patted my knee as a response. "I think I"m going to take Jess into Grandpa's study. So you think it's too early?"

"No, probably not. Just be quiet on your way down. I'll be down there at eleven. Meet you in the TV room?"

"Of course."

"Don't say anything to Jess about what we talked about, okay?"

"Don't worry, Mom. It's between us, but hopefully not for long, okay? I love you and I'll see you downstairs in a little while." She nodded and kissed my cheek. I smiled before jumping off of the bed and leaving her room quietly. After I shut her door, I leaned against the wall and took in everything she had just told me. She and Luke were meant for each other, I knew it from the time I was at least sixteen. Everyone could see their spark for each other, but they had always been blind to it. I didn't want my mom to hide this from him any longer and I hoped, so badly, that he would reciprocate the same feelings back to her, because they both deserved it.

I pushed myself off of the wall and began walking toward my bedroom and I spotted Jason walk out of the guest room. "Hi, Rory. Where you headed to?" He asked me as we both stopped.

"I'm going to get Jess and then we're going to check out some of the books in Grandpa's study. What about you?" I asked.

"I'm just headed to the bathroom before going to sleep. It's a crazy night, I never thought that I'd ever have to stay here over night," he told me and I nodded smiling.

"I'm sorry about that, by the way, but you'll definitely be guaranteed an awesome breakfast before heading out tomorrow morning," I reminded him and he smiled.

"Every cloud does have a silver lining," he told me.

"That's true. I'll see you then, I should get to Jess," I told him and he nodded.

"He's a good kid. I'll see you in the morning," he said and then walked towards the bathroom. I smiled and thought that if Jason thought Jess was a good kid, then maybe Grandpa thought the same thing.

I continued walking towards Jess's room and opened the door as soon as I arrived. He was sitting on the bed and turned to look at me when he heard the door open. I sat next to him and took his hand in my own. "Want to go check out some books with me in Grandpa's study before we watch TV?" I asked him and he shrugged.

"Now? Isn't it too early?" He asked as he looked at the clock on the bedside table.

"They're probably already sleeping, we'll meet my mom in the TV room at eleven. If you want to come, that is."

"Does he have a good collection?"

"Outside of the Yale library, which I've never brought you to, it's the best collection I've ever seen."

"You're holding out on me, then," he joked and I cracked a smile, pulling him over to me and kissing him. "I'll let it slide," he deadpanned and I laughed, pushing him back to his side of the bed.

"Do you want to come, or not?" I asked him and he nodded and we both stood up from the bed. "Okay, we need to stay quiet until we get downstairs, so that no one hears us, alright?"

"I can be good," he tried to convince me, but I just silently laughed and pulled him to the door. We inched quietly out of the room and walked quietly to the stairs. I was being very light on my feet and when I turned around to see Jess, he was walking normally and I realized that he was a surprisingly quiet walker. I threw a smile his way and he smirked, catching up to me and pulling me close to him by grabbing my waist. We finished our trek down the hall and began our journey down the stairs. We made it down and into the study no problem, no run ins and it was most definitely a success.

As soon as I closed the door Jess was searching for something remarkable on the shelves that held the treasures that were my grandfather's books. I surprisingly wasn't in the reading mood, so I sat in one of the leather armchairs located towards the center of the room and watched him browse. He drifted in one area for longer than usual, something clearly catching his attention. I smiled at his willingness as he whipped the book off of the shelf and opened it ever so carefully. He skimmed the first few lines with a knowing smile before blindly looking for chair. I moved my feet out of the way to make sure he didn't trip, and watched as he sat across from me.

I kicked his toe playfully and he looked up at me, smiling. He beckoned me over to him with a nod of his head and I willingly stood up and watched as he made room for me on his lap. I sat down carefully and laid my head on his shoulder. From the position that I was in, I could see clearly what he was reading again. An early edition of The Sun Also Rises. The second I had seen his face I figured it was Hemingway. Despite the fact that I hate Hemingway, I had to smile at his almost giddiness over a book he had probably read over a hundred times.

I glanced at the clock and saw we had a half hour before I had to meet Mom in the TV room. Jess was silently reading and rubbing the side of my stomach at the same time, he was a true multi-tasker. I was tired, exhausted; I wasn't sure if I'd make it through the night. I wasn't sure if any of us would make it through the night. I would have rather been anywhere than my grandparents' house; we were only supposed to be there a couple of hours, not an entire night.

"So," Jess started, my thoughts brought back to him. "I talked to my mom the other day."

"Really? What did you guys talk about?" I asked him, settling into his lap more so, getting comfortable and looking at him, face to face. "Anything interesting?"

"I'd say so," he began to tell me as I listened intently; it was rare that he ever spoke about his mother. "She told me that she's thinking about getting married. Her boyfriend hasn't asked her or anything, but she said that she 'has an itch.'"

"That's exciting. Why the sudden urge, though?"

"I don't know. She also said that she wants to get married in Stars Hollow when the time is right. It should be some kind of party," he explained and I smiled.

"You never know, it could be fun. We can go together and I'll distract you. I can be very good at distracting you, you know."

"Oh, believe me, I know." He kissed my cheek and I kissed his. We were happy, surprisingly we were happy in my grandparents' house. Jess and I were living in the moment and we never looked too far in the future, afraid it would jinx us; at least that's the way that I looked at things. He was happy around me and he was still an asshole to everyone that didn't matter to him. I was happy with him, but after spending a week or so in Stars Hollow, I was somewhat afraid to go back only seeing him, an everyone else for that matter, only on weekends.

I laid my head on his shoulder and watched as he went back to reading and rubbing the side of my stomach. His hands felt smooth on my shirt, but I knew that if I were to grab them at that moment, or any moment, they'd be callused and chapped. I respected that about him, he wasn't perfect at all and I had always been looked at as perfect. We really complimented each other in my mind. I don't know how he viewed us, but I never cared as long as he loved me and took care of my heart the second time around.

I heard my mother's steps coming down the stair and I glanced at the clock, noticing that it was a few minutes past eleven. I waited for her to enter the study and she smiled when she saw Jess and me. She nodded her head for us too follow her and I nodded. She closed the door and Jess finally stopped reading. We got up together and he put the book back where he had found it and met me in front of the door. I put one arm around his neck and rested the other hand on his chest, kissing him deeply and he obliged by kissing me back before opening the door for us and following me into the TV room.