I am back! This is something I wrote over an hour or so, so it may not be top quality but it didn't seem bad enough to need major adjustment. Oh and with all my other story's I'm going to pull them back off and redo them. Its been like forever and I meant to do it when I put them up but….so are the days of our lives.

Disclaimer. I own nothing. I don't think the top I'm wearing is mine so come on people you really think I own a WB series or anything from it? If I did I wouldn't have as much free time and there would be more than eighty dollars in my bank two days after my pay. So don't sue cause you'll get Tristan's top and

Lorelia's out of town longer and Rory freaks out at two in the morning – resulting in her going to Luke's. Thing is Luke's not there.

2 am is the time for honesty

Stood there in connies hugging her jacket to her as she saw a figure stumble down the stairs. And as the light flicked on there was Jess. In pyjama pants. Nothing but olive green pyjama pants. What made the whole not staring thing worse was they were low on his hips and well that was more skin than Rory had dreamt of seeing anytime soon.

Jess pulled her out of her dream like state "Rory? While I love your company would you mind explaining to me why you're here at two in the morning? Because I'm beginning to get cold here and you don't look the warmest either."

He waited a few seconds but got no response "Rory? Rory what's wrong?" he asked guiding her into the shop.

"The house is empty and noisy and mums not there and I keep having these crazy nightmares and-"

"Ror breath."

"I just…would Luke be cool with me staying here the night? That couch looks mighty comfortable right now."

Jess nodded and led her upstairs and she realized they were the only two there.

He glanced at her as he closed the door and noticed the oncoming question "Luke's in New York until morning. Something about stock – he wasn't meant to go till Tuesday but...things changed apparently so he closed and left. You can sleep in his bed. Did you want anything? A water?"

She nodded slightly and sat on the bed as she took off her connies and coat revealing the boxers and Elmo tank top. Jess struggled to not think about it as she smiled slightly taking the water off of him and drinking half of it. She then set it on the bedside table and smiled weakly

"So noises hey? And nightmares?"

"Yeah. I guess I don't care about the house noises most the time because I know theirs other people there and all but without her there they all become fairly creepy."

He nodded slightly and she took another sip

"And the whole nightmare thing. I think. Well it's because of…there because of Dean. Well not because of just – made a lot worse by I guess."

"That says wonders about the relationship." Jess mumbled sarcastically

"Well ….that's the thing. Last night. After you left. I we- - well he got really mad."

"I'm surprised you can tell the difference between Frankenstein's normal face and the one he has when his mad" Jess said sitting on the edge of the bed.

Rory smiled for a brief second and then went back to being somber as she continued her story. "But the thing is Paris pretended she liked you instead of – well she pretended she liked you and that's why you were there and he – he still got mad- he still didn't trust me. And then it hit me – he doesn't trust me usually – but not even with Paris and food? I mean it shouldn't matter that I kinda li- it shouldn't matter why your over because I'm his girlfriend – and that suggests something – I couldn't do something like that even though we lost ….whatever ages ago – I still couldn't because we still had that bond holding us together and I respected that bond to not …well anything . but he didn't trust me or the bond enough for me to continue the steps. I mean that's all we really had left. Steps. That's all it had been for quite some time now. They weren't even going to a defined spot. It was kind of like a slow army march – do they even have a slow march? Because I mean it was kind of necessary and …monotonous and all that but at the same time it wasn't really going anywhere ….and I'm rambling and I doubt you care about any of this and you probably want to go back to bed so ill just…sit here and finish my water and not one peep."

"I care. I think its cute when you ramble and I listen to every word you say even if it is about something like Rand. Did you want another water? Cause ill turn the music off then go to bed though so you can rest."

"Why do you listen?"

"What?"

"Why do you listen? I mean...why do you care about Dean and I and our slow march that I felt obliged to be apart of?"

"because Rory. Because I care about you. Now do you want another water?"

"No thanks."

"ok well ill turn off the music – you wont want to sleep to the Ramones."

"Maybe just turn it down."

"No it can go off."

"No seriously Luke mentioned before the room got extended that you slept with music. I really don't mind. Just down a little."

He turned it down to about half of what it was "quiet enough?"

"Great."

He nodded and flicked the lights off walking out of the room. He was stopped at the door way "Jessie?"

"Yeah?" he asked turning back around.

There was silence for a few seconds and then a quiet voice hit his ears "I care to…about you. You're really important to me."

He nodded and then realized she wouldn't be able to see. "in case you were wondering your right up there with printed pages for me Ror."

there were a few seconds silence and then a mumbled "night Jessie" as she rolled over and got comfortable.

What do you think? I got bored over the festive season and this is one of the many things that my mind wandered to. I appreciate feed back…helps me work out where I intend to take this. Thank you love you.