AN: The inspiration for this came from Sheryl Crow's latest album, "Detours". I've written three chapters. Yes, another Literati trilogy. I know, I'm obsessed, I wish I could write some Rogan just to mix things up a little, but since I can hardly bring myself to read that stuff I'd say that the chances of me writing it aren't very good, no matter how much I love him.

So, anyway, I may leave this as a one-shot, and keep the other two chapters to myself, depending on reviews. So let me know in your review if you want me to continue to post, and don't just say yes or no please, I really like to know what people think.

And just so you know the last part isn't particularly happy, so you may just want it to end here, and remain in a happy place, but I'll leave it to you to decide.

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing but a copy of the album.


Simple. Small. Tasteful.

Her mother made jokes about it being just a ring. No stone.

But Rory loved the ring that Jess picked out for her, and she especially loved the way that he propsed.

They had a beautiful dinner and he gave a small speech before popping the question.

Jess was not known for his speaking abilities, it wasn't that he couldn't talk, but he simply chose to keep quiet most of the time.

She had returned from the Barak Obama campaign after his entrance into the oval office, and decided that she should give Jess a call, that they should try to be friends.

He was hesitant at first, not sure he could go through anything with her again, but after a month or two, he began to let his guard down.

They talked on the phone, emailed, and visited each other on occasion. Jess coming to her more often, as it gave him a chance to check in with his family at the same time.

For months they just kept things casual, neither of them wanting to put any strain on their new relationship, whatever it was.

Slowly but surely they built a foundation and then one night in Philly, one of their friendly dinners evolved into something more.

Jess walked Rory to her hotel and they stood out the front, the doorman watching disinterestedly.

"So, you're driving back in the morning?"

"Yeah. I've got to get back to work. And the wedding plans may very well tear Mom and Luke apart, again. So I really should save them from themselves,"

"Fair enough." they were silent for a moment and Rory bit her lip looking at Jess, nervous. "So, I should..."

Rory shot forward and kissed Jess right on the mouth, wrapping her arms around his neck.

He froze, stood completely still as his mind caught up with his body and he realised that he was kissing her back.

She had apologised for being so forward, but he told her it was fine. The next few times they went out were a little awkward, but each night ended with a kiss.

Two years of keeping things simple, visiting one another and trying to avoid the paths their seventeen-year-old selves took, Rory broached the subject of taking things further, moving in together.

Jess was keen, Lorelai not so much.

Rory understood where her mother was coming from though. She and Jess had a murky past, and nothing was certain. Lorelai would never fully trust him, but she trusted her daughter and wanted her to be happy, even if that meant being with Jess.

Now in their third year together, Rory sat admiring her engagement ring.

The small diamond was surrounded by three sapphires, sitting on a silver band. It was beautiful.

She'd been engaged for a week now and it certainly seemed to agree with her.


AN2: So, like I said, I'd love your opinion. The rest is already written so once I get a couple of affirmative responses, I will post them. Thanks.