A/N: I meant to have this up earlier in the month but since it's been so hard for me to get in the mindset to write, it got delayed. This is just a two-shot sequel to Nine Years gone, because we're in April 2017 :)

"Do you think we should move?"

Jess looked up from his laptop at his desk. The newly required glasses he got thanks to hours of looking at a screen slid a little down his nose as he looked at his fiancee. "Why?"

Rory shrugged from her place on the couch, legs curled up underneath her. "Because maybe it's time, don't you think?"

"I thought you like it here," Jess turned around in his seat and took the glasses off. "You even like the distance from work."

"I know," she agreed. "But do you ever think maybe we need a different place? A bigger place?"

"We don't need a bigger place," he said.

"But we could," she replied.

Jess raised an eyebrow at her. "Are you trying to tell me something, Ror?"

She smiled softly and shook her head. "I'm not pregnant, don't worry."

"Then what is it?" He asked as he resisted the urge to ask why he'd be worried if she was pregnant.

"I don't know," she shrugged again, thoughtful.

Jess leaned forward in his chair, hands clasped together. "I guess it would be a bit awkward if you were pregnant anyway. We haven't done anything in months."

"Don't sound so dramatic," she rolled her eyes.

"It's been three months," he pretended to whine.

Rory almost laughed at his voice. "With good reason."

"Plenty of people have sex before their wedding," he stood from his chair and sat down beside her on the couch.

"Yes, but this is how I want to do it," she countered.

"No concern for how I want to?" He teased with a hand on her leg.

"Nope," she shook her head, smiling.

"Huh," Jess replied.

"Besides, we're only waiting for the wedding night," she put her arms around his neck. "It's not that long of a wait."

"It's a week," Jess groaned. "On top of three months."

"But think of it like this," Rory tried. "In a week, we will be married and anything you want to do, we'll do."

His hands now rested on her waist and he traced lines on the edge of her shirt. "But it's a week."

Rory laughed. "What did you do before me? It's really that hard to go three months without sex?"

"With you? Yes," he smirked.

"Jeez," she laughed and tried to get up, her arms removed from his neck.

But he didn't let her go and his arms tightened around her. "Wait. Come here."

"Are you gonna keep trying to seduce me?" She asked as he put her on his lap. "You know, you may have answered my question already."

"I'm sorry," he said.

"It's okay," she smiled kindly at him. "I know exactly how you feel, you know."

"You do?" He asked, amused.

Rory nodded. "Have you seen you? It takes every ounce of my restraint to not just say screw what I said and just go for it."

"Then why not?" He leaned his face close enough that their lips could brush against the other's. "No one's stopping you."

For a moment, she almost gave in but then she realized she wanted to stick with her plan and pulled away. "No."

Jess groaned with a small smile. "You're killing me here, Gilmore."

"I know," she kissed him quickly. "But it's just a week. It'll be worth it, I promise."

"Remind me again why I'm marrying you," he tested.

"You love me," she answered.

"I'm wondering about that right now," Jess teased. "But I must if I let you restrict this no-sex-until-the-wedding rule you started."

"That is exactly why you're sticking with it," she giggled and closed her arms tight around him.

"I will be glad when it's over though," he pulled her closer.

"You mean when we're married," she corrected.

"I mean the wedding night," he smirked.

"Nice," she nodded back, grinning. "Is that why you're marrying me then?"

"Hell yes," he grinned bigger.

"Nice," she repeated. "It's always good to hear your fiance is marrying you for the sex."

Jess laughed and buried his head in her shoulder but looked back at her to speak. "Come on. You know why I am."

"I wanna hear you say it," she pouted.

"I love you," he told her. "You, Rory Gilmore, are the love of my, Jess Mariano's, life. There will never be anyone else for me. You make me a better man and you call me out on my shit. I could never love anyone or anything as much as I love you."

"Jess," she sighed contently as he pushed her hair behind her ear.

"Plus you're really good in bed," he added with his signature smirk.

Rory laughed. "And he's back."

…..

"Is everything ready?" Lorelai asked her daughter.

"About," Rory grabbed a soda from her mother's fridge then sat down. "I'm stuck on seating arrangements though."

"You want my help?" Her mother wondered. "I arranged my own seating chart, I'm a pro at figuring out where to put people."

"Can you?" She asked. "It's not like Jess has that much more people than Luke."

Lorelai grinned. "I am the seating chart geisha."

"What else is there to do?" Rory asked. "Grandma's taken control of so much that I don't know if there's anything left for me."

"What about fittings?" She asked.

"Last one's two days before the wedding," Rory nodded as if she'd memorized it.

"You nervous?" she wondered.

Now she shook her head. "Not even a little."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah," Rory smiled to herself. "I feel...Like everything's finally coming together. Like the past sixteen years all led to this. Everything me and Jess went through, together and apart, it was to get us to this moment."

"And you're okay with that?" Lorelai watched her face for answers. "You're good with your pasts and everything that happened?"

Rory nodded. "I am. I really am. Because no matter what we went through, we're here and Jess...He's the love of my life."

Lorelai watched even more as her daughter smiled and ducked her face. Rory's thoughts flashed to Jess' words two nights ago, where he called her that exact thing for him. "Then let's just hope all goes smoothly, shall we?"

….

"I don't need a bachelor party," Jess told Matt and Chris for what seemed like the hundredth time.

The wedding was in three days and Matt and Chris had just come in from Philadelphia. Truncheon was temporarily run by Drea and Marissa was coming up from New York tomorrow to be with her boyfriend at the wedding.

"You have to have a bachelor party," Matt argued. "You're getting married, Jess. Married. One woman for the rest of your life, probably."

"I'm aware of that," Jess glared at his friend. "That's actually part of why I'm doing it."

Chris rolled his eyes teasingly. "But, come on, for us, the single guys."

"Matt has a girlfriend," Jess pointed out.

"But he's single in the terms of unmarried," Chris replied. "So, you need to do this for us."

"No, thanks," he said. "But I will be sure to tell Marissa the meaning of single."

"Man, come on," Matt urged at the threat to his girlfriend. "Just one last night of the guys."

Jess had to think a moment. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to just hang out with the guys one last time before he got married. "Okay. All right."

"Yes!" Matt and Chris both cheered.

"No strippers, though," he pointed at them. "I mean it."

"Fine," Chris pouted, disappointed.

Jess shook his head and left them alone in the upstairs apartment. He pushed aside the curtain and headed into the diner where all eyes were on him. Of course they were, he thought to himself. In just a few days he'd be Rory's husband, after all.

Luke noticed his nephew and rushed over to him. "What are you doing here?"

"When I'm in this town, I live here, remember?" Jess countered.

"I thought you had plans today," he said.

"I had to get Matt and Chris," he replied. "I got them. They're upstairs. You're welcome."

"And there was no one else you're supposed to pick up?" He tried again.

Jess almost shook his head and then it clicked. "Paris. Oh, shit."

"Knew you'd regret if you didn't get her on time," Luke smirked.

"Shit," Jess repeated. "How good an I on time?"

"Half hour?" Luke said as he looked at the time. "Give or take."

"I'll be back," Jess said as he grabbed his keys and raced out of the diner.

…..

Rory couldn't stop laughing. When Jess had returned with Paris, he thankfully wasn't late and told her what happened when she excused herself to her room at the Dragonfly.

"It's not that funny!" Jess said to her.

"It's a little funny," she giggled. "You almost forgot Paris! Could you imagine what would have happened if you did?"

"World war three?" He wondered.

She straightened up and stood in front of him. "Probably not that extreme but something to that extent."

"I'm fucking up today, aren't I?" He thought out loud.

"No, you're not," Rory told him. "You are getting married in a matter of days. It's normal to forget things."

"Are you forgetting anything?" Jess asked, hoping maybe he wasn't be worst of it.

Rory thought for a moment. "No but I did put mom in control of the seating chart."

"God help whoever she sits next to Miss Patty," he replied.

"Look, I have an idea," Rory said.

"Oh yeah?" He asked. "What's that?"

"Why don't we do something?" She suggested. "Just the two of us. I know we're supposed to be greeting guests who come in but most of them are already here and I, for one, would like a moment with my fiance."

"That sounds perfect," he said as he leaned down to kiss her.

"Save something for the wedding, Mariano," Paris came down the stairs.

"Hey, Paris," Rory beamed at her best friend. "Where's Doyle?"

"Doyle is not coming," she crossed her arms.

Rory's face fell. "What? Why?"

"We've been fighting recently," she sighed. "I don't really want to talk about it."

"Paris, I'm sorry," Rory hugged her friend and what once many years ago would bother her, now comforted her.

"I told him he was ridiculous for letting that make him miss your wedding but I guess he didn't mind," she explained.

"It's okay," Rory pulled out of the hug. "You made it at least right? I can't imagine getting married without you here."

"Where else would I be?" Paris gave her friend a small smile.

"Come once," she grabbed her by the arm. "I wanna talk to you and we can get you settled in. Jess won't mind, will you?"

"Not at all," he shook his head. "Go. Have fun."

"Thanks, Jess," she smiled at him and Paris made a face.

"You're not about to be sickeningly in love, are you?" she asked. "Because that can be saved for the wedding, too."

Rory kissed Jess quickly and said a quick goodbye as well before she led Paris away. "There. Done."

Jess watched as they walked away and heard Rory let out a laugh. He smiled to himself before turning around and walking away.

…..

Rory groaned as she woke up. She was on the couch in her mother's living room, surrounded by people. Paris and Lane were the closest to her while Lorelai was on the armchair. Lucy and Olivia she'd met at Yale were behind the couch and Marissa close to the foyer. Liz was on another couch and April hidden somewhere else while someone was in the kitchen.

She climbed off the couch and over the guests. Her feet padded to the kitchen to see who exactly was missing even though she was sure she knew who it was already.

"Hi, Sookie," she said as she entered the kitchen and immediately sat down.

Sookie smiled brightly at the bride to be. "Good morning! How are you feeling?"

"Really tired," she let out a laugh. "How much did I drink?"

"I'm not sure exactly," she said to her. "Do you want some breakfast? Your mom told me hangover foods so I made some when I couldn't sleep."

"Thanks," Rory smiled and Sookie grabbed a plate. She piled food together in a dish and handed it to her along with a fork. "Is there coff-"

"Already done," Sookie cut her off and handed her a cup she just poured.

"No wonder Jackson never wants to leave home," she smiled as she took a sip of the coffee and dug into her food.

Sookie set her own plate and sat in front of her. "How are you feeling, honey? You nervous?"

Rory shook her head. "No. Actually, I'm great."

"No cold feet?" She asked.

"Toasty warm," she wiggled her feet underneath the table.

"What's toasty warm?" Lorelai asked she entered the kitchen and went straight for the coffee.

"Rory's feet," Sookie answered with a giant smile. "And good morning."

"Ah," Lorelai groaned. "It's the morning before the morning of my daughter's wedding."

"Yes, it is," Rory nodded proudly.

"I feel like an old maid," Lorelai said. "Before I know it, Evan and Emily will be getting married, too."

"Emily's one," Rory laughed.

"Still," she drank her coffee.

"I've gotten married before," she said, no hint of sadness in her voice.

Lorelai sat down with them. "Yes but this one, I have a feeling is going to stick. This one is going to make lots and lots of grandkids and be the one you're beside before you eulogize me."

"Whoa," Sookie said.

"Before we talk about your funeral, maybe focus on how happy me, your first born, is?" Rory teased.

"All right," she sighed dramatically. "But you owe me."

"I'll make it up to you by picking up my brother and sister from Grandma's," she told her.

"And now we're even," Lorelai replied.

…..

"It's almost time," Luke snuck his head into the room.

Jess turned to look at him, his bow tying temporarily stalled. "How's Rory?"

"I think she's ready," he said. Obviously he hadn't checked on her in the last ten minutes.

"Before me?" Jess raised an eyebrow.

Luke stepped into the room. "I think we've both know you've been ready for this a hell of a lot longer than she has."

Jess almost smirked and turned back to his mirror. "Yeah. I guess you're right."

"April's supposed to be giving me updates," Luke explained. "But now she's watching the kids."

"It's all right," he shrugged. "I just hope she doesn't leave me at the altar."

"You Really think she could?" Luke asked but then noticed his nephew was teasing.

"I'm just ready for it to be over," Jess said more to himself than anyone. Luke looked at him strangely so he continued. "I'm not a fan of standing up in front of people and telling them how much I love someone."

"But you're doing it because Rory wants this," Luke finished for him.

"Yeah," Jess sighed. "And I wanna make her happy. I wanna keep her happy."

"It seems to me like you're doing a really good job of that already," he said to him.

Jess nodded, hoping he was right. He didn't want to screw this up ever again. "Do you think you could check on her? See how she's doing?"

"You got it," he agreed and headed out the door.

When Luke got to the bride's door, he knocked first. His wife answered who is it and to his response, the door opened a little bit as she made sure he was alone.

"You're okay," she said as she opened the door for him.

Luke entered the room within seconds. Lorelai quickly shut the door behind him as he, for the first time, noticed Rory. "Wow."

"How do I look?" She looked down at her dress, her hands smoothing out the gown.

"You look beautiful," he said with awe in his eye.

Rory smiled brightly. Her hair was down, curled ever so politely. The dress itself was strapless, it came out a little wider almost the way a ball gown would towards the bottom. "Really?"

"Hun, how many times do I tell you?" Lorelai said, a smile of pride on her face. "Jess is gonna pass out when he sees you."

"I hope not," she blushed.

"That may slow down the wedding," Luke replied as he looked around the room. "Where's April?"

"She's out with the guests," Lorelai explained. "Sookie was gonna take Emily and Evan from her during the wedding so she can be in it but I'm not sure what's taking so long."

"As long as she's here when we need her," Rory joked. Her worry for anything going wrong seemed hidden in her words and she hoped no one noticed.

"I'll check on the atmosphere out there," he said.

"Tell Lane and Paris to come back here too?" Rory asked. "I feel bad not having a real wedding party and I wanted to see them before I go out there."

"I'm sure they don't mind," he told her as he turned to leave but then he stopped and took another look at her. "Lorelai's right, Rory. Jess isn't gonna know what hit him."

She blushed and ducked her head down then back up. "Thank you."

He nodded at her and headed out to his mission.

A/N: I hate cutting it here and originally this was a one shot but the scenes got a bit away from me lol sorry if it seems so scattered, it's meant to be that way as the week before the wedding and I'm only giving some moments. Next up, the wedding!