Hello there! Since I found out this fun, and sweet show, I decided for a little writing about it. I've also written something for Castle, and who reads my Castle fanfiction, don't think I won't write that anymore, I will, just I wanted something different for now. Castle's chapter 18 will be up soon, but now New Girl fans, this is for you guys. :) Everyone who loves this show, I LOVE YOU BACK! My story won't be like max 2 chapters, and Nick and Jess are together, and this is the end - I'll take my time with getting these two together :) What am I talking here? Just enjoy!

Chapter 1..

"Welcome back, you clown," she said as soon she'd opened the door, to take a look at him. Nick. She was really sad, and a little mad at him before, since he decided to move in with Caroline. Woman, who'd hurt Nick bad, and then wanted him back. Schmidt's words about letting go the person you want to be with, so they could be happy, made her think, and thinking made her realize, that she'd to let Nick go. It was his decision, and nobody could change his mind. Besides the letting go thing and all, Nick had came back, so she tried to cover her excitement, and happiness. A half-smile formed across her face, as Nick was leaning against the side of door, smiling to her.

"Thanks," he said, as he waited for her to close the door. Jess nodded softly, and closed the door. She pressed her back against the door, bit her bottom lip, and smiled. Sillily rolled her eyes, she removed her 'unique' glasses, and put them on the nightstand. Jess slipped under the cold sheets, which also felt refreshing. She let out a relieved sigh, turned off the lamp, and closed her eyes.

Meanwhile Nick was looking around his room. How could I even think about leaving this place? And my roommates? Luckily I got my sense back. I'd never date Caroline again. What was I thinking about moving in with her? That's crazy- these were his first thoughts which popped up. Since his room was all empty, he'd taken a mattress with him upstairs, and a blanket, and pillow. Puffy pillow.

She stomped lazily out of her room. Nick's door was still closed, she heard his loud breathing, and she smirked. She'd her hair put up in a messy bun, few hair parts sticking out. As there were some sounds coming out of kitchen, she narrowed her eyes, and saw that was Schmidt. She walked by, and sat on high-chair, rested her elbows on the counter.

"Morning, Schmidt," she said, still some 'want-to-sleep' tone in her voice. He quickly turned around, as he was busy with something. Seemed like he was cooking.

"Morning, Jess," he replied back. His voice was normal, so he'd been up for a while.

"What're you doing?" Jess questioned, and moved her head to get a good look at him.

"Pancakes," Schmidt stated calmly, and kept on his work.

She frowned slightly in confusion, "For who? I haven't seen you cooking for no reason," she slowly rose from the chair, and headed slowly next to Schmidt.

He looked at her- she was trying to dip her finger in the dough, but he slapped her hand off. She pulled her hand into her other hand, and gave it squeeze, letting him know about she got hurt a little.

He averted his eyes from her hand against her chest, to her eyes, and then to the pastry. "It's for Nick," he spoke, and stirred the pastry with big spoon.

She looked confused. Schmidt looked at her, being abashed, "It's to celebrate the 'he-got-his-sense-back-and-came-back' thing." He explained simply.

Jess sighed as she laughed, "Alrighty. I'm going to shower, you finish the food, I'm hungry," she demanded a little grumpily and headed off. He smiled, and cooked.

Her hand was sticking out behind the shower curtain, trying to find the towel. She searched for it, until her hand touched someone's shoulder. She pulled her hand back to her, and sticked out her head instead, holding the curtain in front of her body, so she couldn't reveal herself.

"Sorry," she apologized, and watched Nick laughing, "Can you give me?" She asked, and pointed at the towel. He grabbed the towel, and handed it to her.

A smile formed on her face, "Thanks," she thanked, and wrapped the towel around the body. He rested his hands on the sides of sink, sighed, as he caught sight of himself in the reflection. He looked like hell. Hair sticking out from every possible direction, and he needed to shave his beard. He was so close becoming Santa. If only he'd dye his beard white.

Jess stepped out of the shower, her long wet hair covering her back and shoulders. She stood next to Nick, staring at her reflection. As she grabbed her toothbrush, she secretly felt how Nick was glancing her.

"Toothpaste?" She asked him, as looking at him, with her big, blue eyes. "Yeah," he replied, and sticked out his toothbrush. She squeezed the tube, and it landed on his toothbrush. They shared a smile, and started brushing their teeth. After a silence, she looked at him, and opened her mouth slightly, trying not to let the paste drop from her mouth, "I'm glad you're back," she said, as the corners of her mouth curved up. He smiled, and tilted his head back, so no paste wouldn't drop from his mouth either, "Me too," Nick responded, and spitted out the paste, rinsed his mouth, and washed his face. Jess rinsed her mouth, and disappeared to her room.

She chose for yellow dress, and curly, her usual hair. It was just breakfast. She exited her room, and froze between Nick's door, and hers. There was someone standing there. Nick was coming with rush, and he was looking at the floor while he walked, so he bumped into Jess.

He took some steps back, "Sorry," he said, and expected her to move. Which she didn't. "Jess?" He asked worriedly, and started to walk in front of her. But also froze next to her, frowning and narrowing his eyes..

Oh well, here's the chapter 1. What do you guys think? (; Please leave reviews if you don't mind. I think it turned out pretty OK, so I'll continue with this. :)