Disclaimer: I do not the Gilmore Girls or any of their other brilliant characters...etc., ect...

Author's Note: Everyone who wants/needs Jess to come back raise your hand...see, he needs to return, I rest my case. Reviews rock, which means reviewERS rock!

Knock, knock, knock.

"Rory! I've missed you!"

"Lane, I've missed you, too. It's been a little while, hasn't it?" Rory answered, sheepishly standing in the doorway.

"I'll say. Come in, we have to catch up." Lane ushered her old friend inside. They seated themselves on the green second hand sofa. "So, come on Yale Girl, I want to hear all of your going ons!"

"Not sure if there's too many interesting 'going ons' to regale you with really."

"Yeah, ok, sure. You're back at school, you're the new editor, and you just moved in with your richie boyfriend – yep, all and all, nothing new." Lane retorted sarcastically.

Rory snorted through a sigh. "Wow, when you put it that way, it sounds a lot more exciting. Now throw in Johnny Depp and Kenny Ortega doing a new dance routine together and I could have my own talk show."

"What's the matter? You have all of these great new things in your life and you don't seem too pleased."

"I don't know. I should be really psyched, right? I mean all of those are good things, aren't they? I just, I don't know, it feels like something's missing, I guess."

"Ok, so break it down. First, how's school going?"

"Great – busy. Making up for a lost semester is kind of hectic; but it feels really good to be back."

"Alright, number two – being the new editor..."

Rory's eyes lit up momentarily, then "Yeah, that actually is really cool, but the whole Paris issue just drags it down a bit."

"But what an honour, you know? I mean, out of everyone there, they picked you! You're the best one for the job!"

"Thanks. I know it's an honour, and I'm really excited because it's a challenge and it really makes me work hard. I mean, everything is ultimately up to me to make sure it's all done properly and on time. I have to keep everything together and it's really fantastic!" Rory went on with her trademark exuberance, before her rambling faltered. "It's just kind of hard knowing that I have this job only because Paris doesn't."

"Paris doesn't have it anymore because she became a skinny blond Hitler."

"I know, I still feel bad for her though."

"Well, ok, we come to the third issue – you moving in with Logan."

Rory paused before asking "What about it?"

Lane scoffed. "What do you mean 'what about it'? That's a huge thing! Especially with Logan."

"Why especially with Logan?"

"I didn't mean that bad, just that I thought you two were kinda rocky, that's all."

"Well, we're ok. He's really nice to me and he really wanted me back. I mean, really, how many guys would buy a coffee cart and have them follow you around? He keeps my addiction fed, that at least deserves some credit."

"What about – never mind."

"What?"

Lane hesitated. "Don't take this the wrong way, but I thought that there were other issues surrounding the whole dating Logan thing."

"Like what? Oh, you mean his Stalin dad? I finally wisened up to that. He's just a jerk. Look how he even treats his own son."

"I meant Jess..."

Rory inhaled. She could feel the colour draining from her cheeks as she spoke. "Jess? What about him?"

"Didn't seeing him again a few months ago bring back a lot of unresolved feelings?"

"He lives in Philadelphia."

"So?"

"So, what does it matter? It's not as if he's next door, or even here in Star's Hollow. It's been years since we've broken up. It's time to move on."

"That simple, huh?"

"Yep, that simple."

After a pregnant pause Lane braved to say "You still haven't answered my question."