A/N: Yes the beginning of this was taken directly from the original script to put everyone back in that place and time. But it does take a different turn in events….Enjoy!
"Hi."
"Hey. I have to get this upstairs."
"Can't we talk?"
"What about?"
"He didn't stay."
"Yeah. I don't care."
"I told him to go. He went. He's gone."
"Well, great."
"Why are you so mad?"
"I'm not mad. I'm working."
"I left you three messages. You didn't answer any of them. You blew me off at Luke's today. You won't look me in the eye."
"I have to go."
"I told him to leave."
"You told me to leave, also."
"I told you to leave so I could tell him to leave."
"That makes sense."
"It does make sense, Dean. I didn't ask him to come. I did ask you to come, remember?"
"I know. I just -
"What -- why are you so mad?"
"I thought you were back with him or something."
"No, I'm not back with him."
"I thought you were."
"Well, I'm not. But even if I was back with him, why would it bother you so much?"
"I don't like him."
"Okay."
"And I...I don't want you with him."
"Right. Because he doesn't treat me right, right?"
"Right."
"And you wouldn't want me to be with someone who doesn't treat me right, because… you're my friend, right?"
"Right... I'm your friend."
Dean moved the rest of the way closing the gap between them as their lips finally touched. Once they finally broke apart they both just stared back at one another clearly neither of them knew what to say at that moment.
Dean was finally able to find the words he wanted to get out. "We um—we should talk."
"Yeah I guess we should."
"Let's go upstairs."
Rory followed Dean up the stairs as he led her to one of the few rooms they had already put a door on.
"I'm pretty sure my mom has all of these rooms booked for today, people will start coming inside any minute now."
"That's okay; I just wanted to talk to you. The problem is I don't know where to begin."
"Well then I will start…Dean why did that kiss feel so right?"
"I still have feelings for you Rory; I guess I never really got over you. It's just lately we've been hanging out a lot and it's been so nice being able to talk to you again."
"But Dean you're married, we can't do this anymore."
Dean moved further into the room and took a seat on the edge of the bed.
"Me and Lindsay are getting a divorce. You asked how I could be out at random hours of the night with you so there's your answer. Lindsay doesn't want me around if it's at all possible. Even though we have both agreed to get a divorce we haven't told anyone else yet, including our parents. So neither of us has moved out yet."
"Why are you getting divorced?" She asked as she found herself taking a seat next to him on the bed.
"Things between us have been really bad. Ever since we got married we've done nothing but fight. We tried everything to work through it but nothing helped. We both decided that we just got married too soon and that getting divorced would be the best thing to do."
"I'm sorry Dean I wish things could have been better for the two of you."
"Who are you kidding? You knew it all along. The day I told you I proposed you said that I was crazy and rushing into things."
"Yeah well I still stick by what I said that day. You were rushing into things but that doesn't mean I wanted things to turn out like this for you."
"I've wanted to tell you all of this now for so long but every time I tried to talk to you something or someone interrupted."
"Jess?"
"Yeah Jess."
"He asked me to go away with him."
"What?"
"He asked if I would go to New York and be with him. He said that he was more reliable now then he used to be that he would make me happy."
"Why didn't you go with him?"
"Because I don't love Jess. And running away isn't going to solve anything."
"Did you ever love him?"
"I thought I did. But now I know the truth. Jess and I will never be anything but friends."
"What about you and me? Is it too late for us?"
"I don't know Dean, things have changed. I mean you're married or at least you were married. People will talk…they will think that it was me who broke you and Lindsey up."
"Why do you care so much about what other people think? I'm asking you how you feel Rory. Do you still have feelings for me?"
"Dean I will always care for you." Rory said in a low voice.
"I still love you." He said as he moved closer to Rory on the bed.
He cupped her face in his hand while the other found the back of her neck pulling her face towards his. Not wanting to give into her right away he waited for Rory to make that last move. His plan worked and Rory found herself being the one to finally make their lips meet again. They continued that way for minutes before they finally broke apart.
Rory stared back at Dean after they separated. "Dean?"
"Yeah?"
"I still love you too."
This time it was Dean who took the initiative to make their lips meet again only this time he also lowered her down onto the bed. Not hearing or seeing any sign of hesitation from Rory they continued kissing that way until the door of the room opened causing them both to jump away from one another.
"Oh dear, I'm so sorry you two. If I would have known you were in here I wouldn't have…well maybe I would have. Rory honey you should tell your mom to invest in some of those do not disturb signs for the doorknobs."
"Miss Patty this isn't what it looks like. Dean and I were just…"
"Oh I saw exactly what you and Dean were doing."
"Miss Patty please don't say anything about this to anyone. Things are a lot more complicated then you think." Dean pleaded.
"What makes you think I would say anything to anyone about this?"
"Please Miss Patty…" Rory continued.
"Well I guess I will do my best. You have to understand this is something that is new to me…keeping all the gossip to myself? Without having everyone else's eyes on the two of you I will have to solely depend on the two of you to keep me posted. You will keep me posted?"
"Yes Miss Patty you'll be the first to know when we do as long as no one else finds out. But you have to promise us you won't say anything."
"Alright I promise, now can I have my room back or did the two of you need it a little longer?"