Summary: Jess Mariano now has his life together, but what happens when he decides to help a seventeen year old girl get her life together? Will he be able to handle it, or is he going to need help from the place that made him feel suffocated? (The summary is likely to change)

Disclaimer: I do not own Jess Mariano, or Truncheon Books. I only own the original character.

A/N: Okay, so this is my first Gilmore Girls story, so your opinions would really help me out in writing this. It takes place after the Truncheon Books opening which means everything after that has not happened. Anyway, I hope you readers enjoy this, and please tell me what you think about it. Good or bad, reviews are always appreciated.

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Jess Mariano, stumbled through the hallway, after the opening of Truncheon Books. A beer was dangling from his fingers, and he dug through his pockets for his keys, sticking it in, with a turn of the knob. Spotting the tiny girl, sprawled on the couch, he quietly closed it behind him. He walked over to her, standing above her, casting a shadow, and took the four Smirnoff's by her side. She had a book in her hand, and iPod headphones in her ears, blaring music for the whole apartment to hear.

"Ah, Riley." Jess mumbled, as he laid the bottles into the recycling trash. He grabbed the remote, which was randomly in the middle of the kitchen floor. He took Riley's feet, and sat down, putting her feet on top of his legs. He turned the TV on, and flipped to TV land, to find I Dream of Genie. Jess nodded, and put the remote down. He glanced down at Riley; remembering how she started sleeping nightly on his apartment couch.

"Shut up!" Jess heard, and ran to open the door that led into the hallway. There she was, at five foot two, with her jacket in her hand, iPod headphone dragging against the floor from inside the pocket, and two books in the other hand. Her brother, Ray, appeared at the door, face evident with anger, and he began to stomp after Riley. Jess grabbed Riley's arm, and pulled her in, quickly shutting it behind her.

"Riley, what the hell did you do this time?" Jess asked, as Riley stood there. She looked tough, but her eyes were shouting fear.

"Jess!" Both Jess and Riley backed away from the door upon hearing the loud bang, from a fist against it. "Let me in! Riley, get your skinny chicken ass out here!"

Jess looked at Riley, who shrugged.

"Not until you calm down, Ray. She'll stay here tonight. She'll be back there tomorrow," Jess said, and Ray banged the door once more, before dragging his feet back to the apartment he and Riley shared.

"So what happened after you ran up here saying Rory came tonight?" Riley mumbled, with her eyes closed, and her jet black hair bangs covering half her face. Jess snapped out of his previous memory, and looked down at her.

Jess smirked to himself, just at the thought of Rory coming to Philadelphia. The smirk was lost when he realized that she came to use him, and left after he kissed her.

"I'll tell you tomorrow," Jess said, staring at the TV.

"Four words. It really can't be good then. A good answer would have been a good solid five words," Riley mumbled, barely audible, and then got knocked out again.

"Riley Jane," Jess shook his head. "What are we gonna do with you?"

With Riley Jane's silent screams for help, Jess felt like he was the only one in the whole apartment building that could understand her. Maybe it was because she had the same sarcasm, the same taste in books, and the same taste of music. Or maybe it was because she was the replicate of him when he was younger; arrogant, and losing everything she had. She was his mini, who was seventeen, and a girl. God, he was her Luke Danes.