Disclaimer- I do not own Gilmore Girls. But, someday, I will own a great TV show that will have people writing fanfics about it. Although, I do own Coraline and all her glory.

A/N: This is my first long story for Gilmore Girls. If nobody likes it, I will keep going just because I love this story already. I just got this thing where I love the Jess has a kid stories, so I wanted to make my own. Characters may be slightly OC and my references might suck because i'm only 13 and haven't read many classics or seen too many classic movies or old TV shows. Wow...super long authors note.

Please note: Everything in the show has happened, plus some things I added. Luke and Lorelai are married, just to make that clear. Also, Rory and Logan got back together when he came back to Connecticut when he realized it was stupid to give her an ultimatum. She said yes to his second marriage proposal a few years after he came back.

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"Hun, you ready?" Lorelai asked, opening the door to Rory's room. She was sitting in front of vanity, playing with a strand of her hair.

"Yeah." She stood up, revealing her white wedding dress. It was strapless, with beads sown across the top half of the dress. The bottom ruffled out, but not that much. Her hair was curled, and pulled back into a bun. One hair hung out, which was the one she was toying with.

They walked until they reached two large wooden doors. Then, Rory started to think. 'This is great, I love Logan. I love him, right? This isn't some big mistake I'm going to regret years down, am I? Do I want to spend my life with him? Yes...definitely no. I don't want to be Rory Huntzburger.' She looked at her mother, with a pained expression.

"Rory? What's wrong?" Rory simply smiled, and handed her mother her bouquet.

"I'm leaving." She took a deep breath, as Lorelai stood there with her mouth open. "I can't marry Logan. Tell them for me. I'll call you." Lorelai nodded, still in awe. Rory picked up the bottom of her dress, and ran away from her mother. She ran out of the church, and into the street.

She went a little slower than she hoped due to the large dress and heels. She slipped her shoes off and kept running. Although she didn't exactly know where she was going, she had some idea.

She hoped his apartment was still in the same place it was the last time she was there. True, it had been a long time, but Rory wasn't going to stop. She ran through the streets of New York. She ran until she came across a large brick building. She opened the door, and ran up the steps. She ran up four flights of stairs. Then, Rory walked through the hall looking for the right apartment number. '220, 222,224, 226....there it is' She stopped, then knocked at the door.

A tall man answered. He had brown hair that down to his eyes. His eyes were a deep green. He had on a navy button up shirt and jeans. Rory thought he looked familiar. He was surprised to see her. "Uh, hello?"

"I'm sorry, I think I have the wrong apartment." She started to walk away, as she thought where else he might have gone.

"Rory?" The same man asked, and she turned around. "It's me." He smiled, but his grin faded. She swore he looked familiar. Then it all clicked. The long hair. The extreme height. The deep green eyes. Masculine voice.

"Dean?" It couldn't be a coincidence. Dean was living in Jess's old apartment. "I didn't know you were lived here." She walked back up to him, then realizing she looked crazy. She was wearing a wedding dress, shoes in her hand, and he hair all tussled.

"I didn't know you were getting married." He shifts uncomfortably. She didn't notice.

"Yeah well," She starts. Then, she remembered why she actually went there. "Do you know what happened to the guy that lived here before?"

"No, but there's still someone living here."

"What does that mean?"

"The guy who lived here. I just moved in with him. Well, not just, it's been a few months." He sighed, knowing what was coming. "You here to see Jess?" He asked, placing his hand on the door.

"Yeah," she furrowed her eyebrows, "how'd you know?"

"Well if your not here for me, which I assume you're not, you'd have to be here for him. Unless, you know, you're somehow friends with a seven year old."

"Huh?"

"Beanie! Daddy's being mean!" A small girl ran up to him, and hugged his legs. She had long brown hair, with a pink bow. She was clad in a bright yellow summer dress and barefoot.

Dean picked her up, and rested her on his arm. "What did he do this time?" Rory just stood there complete shock. She wasn't calling Dean daddy, so he was living with a man and his four year old daughter. 'Didn't he say something about you looking for Jess here?' Rory thought to herself.

"He's making me eat my vegetables." She grimaced, and Dean chuckled.

"That's terrible." He commented, mocking her. "What should we do to punish him?"

"Something to his hair!" She exclaimed. Then she looked over and saw Rory standing awkwardly in the doorway. "Who's she?"

"That's Rory. She's a friend....Why don't you come in?" He stepped away, letting Rory walk into the apartment.

"That's a pretty dress." The little girl pointed out. Rory looked down at herself and smiled.

"Thank you. You're a pretty girl." The younger girl blushed, and hid her face in Dean's shirt.

"Coraline! You need to eat!" A voice yelled from the kitchen. She shook her head, and frowned. As if he could see her, he yelled, "Get in here or you're not going to Mary's sleepover next week!" She shot her head up, Dean put her to the floor, and she sprinted towards the kitchen.

"She's adorable."

"Don't blame me. It's all his fault." Dean pointed to the kitchen, where Coraline was eating her vegetables.

"Who is that?" She's pretty sure she knows, but doesn't want to jump to conclusions.

"I'm surprised you haven't figured it out." He shook his head, and sat down on the black couch. She just looked at him. "It's Jess." He stated matter of fact. Instead of standing there, she walked into the kitchen, forgetting about the dress that was now dragging on the floor.

She saw an unforgettable sight. Jess was sitting at the counter, across from the zesty seven year old. He was smiling, while picking up a piece of broccoli and making it talk. Although you could clearly see his mouth move, he did make her laugh, and got her to eat the gross greens.

"What do you think? Should the carrot go for hostages?" He asked, raising his eyebrows. The young girl only laughed and nodded her head. He felt a presence in the room, and figured it was Dean for he had not been filled in. "It's almost five. You should get to -" When he looked up, he saw a smiling Rory.

"I already left my wedding, what more do you want?" She joked, taking in the awkward staring she was doing.

"Well...I just...what...you...this is...wow." He finally gets comprehendible words out. All he thought was that he was an idiot.

"Daddy, you're doing that thing again." Coraline started, picking off a piece of her grilled cheese. "You know, that thing where you stumble on your words. It gets annoying after awhile. You might want to fix that." She takes a bite of her sandwich, satisfied with her observation and suggestion. Rory stifled a laugh when she saw Jess's expression.

"Why don't you go to your room?" He picked up the plate, threw away what was left, and washed the dish.

"But-" she was cut off by Jess's stern voice.

"Go." She hopped off the stool, and shuffled into her room. "What happened?" He asked the runaway bride. His tone wasn't truly concerned, but he was trying to be nice.

"I ran away from my wedding." She stated simply, then thought about it a little more. "I ran away. From my wedding. What was I thinking? I ruined everything!" She started pacing, and flailing her arms. "Everything! Do you know how many people were planning on this wedding? What about Logan? He doesn't deserve this! Well, he kind of does, but still."

"Rory-"

"And my grandparents. They were looking forward to this marriage. They had china patterns picked out, and out summer home on Martha's Vineyard. They are going to be so disappointed in me!"

"Ror-"

"And now, I'm standing in my ex-boyfriends' apartment with your seven year old daughter. What the hell is wrong with me?" She was finally done. Jess grabbed her hand, and made her face him.

"Nothing is wrong with you. You made the right choice by running before you made the biggest mistake of your life. It doesn't matter what other people wanted. Your grandparents are going to get over it. Plus, don't Lorelai, Luke, and Lane hate this guy?"

"How'd you-?"

"I talk to Luke. He tells me things." They were both silent for a few minutes. She was unsure what to say. Jess was being so nice to her. Not like she deserved it. Last time they had talked, she was completely rude to him.

Two years ago....

Rory had just walked up a few flights of stairs, up to the apartment Luke had said was Jess's. She knocked on the door, and he opened it. He looked worn out, but happy.

"Jess, hey." He smiled at her presence. She looked better than in Philadelphia.

"What's up, Gilmore?" He used an old nickname, one that sounded odd on his tongue. He invited her in, and absent mindedly gave her a cup of coffee.

"Oh, you know, just working. And I'm getting married." She felt proud, although after saying that, she thought it sounded like she was rubbing it on his face.

"That's great. I'm sure the guys a real winner." Rory detected the sarcastic tone in his voice.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"What? I wasn't giving you some hidden message. It means I'm sure the guy is a real winner."

"Why are you acting like this?"

"Like what? Rory, did you just come here to tell me your life is so great? Did you come here to rub it in my face? I don't deserve that! I don't need you to come here and tell me that you've moved on to somebody else!" Rory placed the mug of coffee on the nearest table, and shook her head.\

"Why are you being such a jerk? My life is finally good! I thought you'd be happy! Don't take your crappy life out on me. I'm sorry you didn't end up as great as you thought you would after your book. It's not my fault, so don't turn my good and happy news into something it's not!" She opened the door, and stomped out.

After she slammed the door, a young girl ran into the living room. She saw Jess standing there, looking angry. "Daddy?"

Present day.....

"Can I use your phone?" She asked out of the blue.

"Sure. Any particular reason?"

"I need to call my mom. She's probably worried sick." Jess nodded his head, and pointed to the phone on the counter. She picked it up, and dialed her mom's cell phone number.

"Hello?" Lorelai answered. Rory could hear the stress in her tone, and she knew it was her fault. She left her mother to do deal with everyone at the wedding.

"Hey, mom. It's me." Jess mouthed to Rory that he would be with Coraline, and left her to speak with Lorelai.

"Rory? Where are you? Are you alright?"

"I'm fine. You are not going to believe where I am, or who I'm with."

"Why not? Are you with Dorothy Parker on the moon?"

"Dorothy Parker's dead, mom."

"Well, maybe she came back to life just to help you with your incredibly bad timing."

"Mom, I'm not on the moon with a currently resurrected Dorothy Parker. I'm in an apartment occupied by Dean, Jess, and Jess's daughter."

"I think I'm losing my hearing. It sounds like you just said you're in a place where Dean and Jess are roommates and Jess has reproduced."

"You're not losing your hearing. It's true. I promise, I will fill you in on everything....once I know everything."

"Okay, I guess. Is there anything I can do?"

"Yeah, could you possibly get some of my stuff. I only have my wedding dress."

"Sure, sure. That way I can see this Dean and Jess thing for myself."

"How did they react?" Lorelai knew who Rory was referring to, and held a calm tone.

"They'll just need some time."

"I think I should go now. Do you need the address?"

"Nah. I can get it from Luke. See you, kid. I love you.

"I love you too." Rory hung up the phone, then noticed Dean standing in the doorway. They both smiled. Things between them were frighteningly awkward. She knew there were no feelings left between them, she was just remembering what happened her Sophomore year.

"Need some clothes?" Rory nodded her head.

"Jess can get you some. Mine would be way to big on you." They both smiled, trying to picture what that would actually look like. "I'll go get him to do that." Dean walked out of the room, leaving Rory standing in the kitchen.

She thought about this living situation. What happened to Coraline's mother? Is Jess married? Does Luke know about her? How did Jess and Dean become roomies? And the biggest question she had on her mind, are Jess and Dean together?

A/N: I hoped you like it. Please review. A review to me is like starting up the show again…or any other show I watch that has been canceled. I don't want to be one of those people that ask for a certain number of reviews before they post a new chapter, but I will do that if provoked. I probably won't though. So just please review. Please?