Summary: Re-write for, 'A-Tisket A-Tasket.' What if Rory broke up with Dean at the bid-a-basket festival? What if Dean didn't take it as well as he could have? (BTW, rory is a little OOC)

Disclaimer: If I owned do you really think I'd be writing fanfics? If I owned, this would've been how the real show ended up.

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Rory's POV

"I'm going to kill him," Dean stated angrily. Jeez, here we go again.

"Dean, he was probably just fooling around with you or something," I said, trying to pacify him.

"No, he was messing with me, and for the last time, I swear to god," he continued, ignoring me yet again. I was starting to get angry at him and myself.

Dean for being the overprotective jerk he was and me for protecting the feelings of a guy I didn't even like and hurting those of someone I really did like.

"Dean! Stop okay? He is not out to get you and this probably doesn't even have anything to do with you!" I yelled finally snapping after months of tension. Dean looked outraged, well, let him.

"Nothing to do with me? He bid on my girlfriend's basket, I'd say it has something to do with me!"

"No. He didn't," I said. That definitely got his attention.

"What? He bid on your basket and you're my girlfriend," he started but I cut him off.

"Yes, he bid on my basket, but not your girlfriend's basket," the idiot was still confused. Did I have to freaking spell it out for him?

"Rory—," but I cut him off again.

"No, don't 'Rory' me, we're over. Deal," I said and turned on my heel and walked away. Thank god that was over.

Wait, how am I going to tell Jess? What if he didn't want to be with me? What if I misread all the signals and he really just wants to be friends? "Then you'll deal," I told myself firmly, blocking out the insecure thoughts.

"You'll…you'll regret that Rory!" I heard Dean yell after me. Can you say 'pathetic'? "You'll regret this Rory, I swear to God you will!" Jesus. How was I with that loser for so frickin long?

I put Dean out of my head and looked around for Jess. It didn't take too long; he was sitting on a bench reading about a hundred feet away. Good, he wouldn't have heard all the little details of me and Dean's conversation.

"Hey," I said as I approached him and he smirked when he heard me.

"Hey yourself. So, you're not with Dean anymore, huh?" He asked. My jaw literally fell to the sidewalk.

"How…how did you know that?" I asked.

"Well, it happened what," he checked his watch, "A full two minutes ago so anyone within a mile already knows. Give it another thirty seconds and everyone within two miles will know," he said and I smiled. "So, shall we?"

"Shall we what?" I asked.

"Go eat, I did buy your basket," he said. "Haven't looked through it yet, but I'm sure it'll be fine."

I laughed aloud. The thought of eating anything in that basket was ridiculous.

"No it won't, my mom and I only put crap in our baskets; we don't make a thing. Don't you know we can't cook?"

"Then why do you do this thing?" Jess asked.

"Because its fun. I've done this with her since we moved here."

"Ah, my mistake. So, you wanna go out?" He asked. Did he just ask me out? Oh my God, he did, if the hopeful look in his eyes were any indication. Yes, finally!

"Sure, where to?" I said grinning like an idiot. He smirked in return.

"It's a surprise," he replied mysteriously. "But, we have to stop by Luke's first to get burgers."

"As long as burgers are involved, I'm in," I said happily and he smiled, really smiled and I stared at him. He stopped after a moment and looked a little confused.

"What are you looking at?"

"You never smile like that, and…well, and I like it," I said honestly. Jess smirked and I hit his arm playfully. "Oh, don't look so smug," he didn't stop so I quickly got up. "Come on, I wanna see where you're taking me."

"As you wish," he replied easily as he stood. We started walking to Luke's occasionally bumping into each other slightly.

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Jess' POV

After we got burgers we headed to our unknown destination. Not completely unknown as I knew exactly where we were going but Rory didn't and it was killing her.

She kept looking up at me with her big baby blue eyes and pouting. It almost worked; I had to use a lot of self control not to give her anything she wanted. Did she have any idea of her affect on me?

Thank god we were close. I wouldn't be able to take this much longer without cracking.

"Jesssss," she whined and I looked down at her.

"What?" I asked.

"Tell meeeee," she replied still whining.

"You're way too much like your mother, you know that?"

"Thank you," she said proudly.

There was a moment's silence.

"Jesssss."

"If I kiss you will you shut up?" I asked as we neared the gazebo.

Rory looked stunned.

"Huh…So is that a yes?" I asked a little nervously.

Rory just nodded. I dipped my head a little and she leaned upwards, meeting me in a soft kiss. Her tongue ran across my lower lip asking for entrance and I granted it. She tasted like coffee…and chocolate strawberries. After several moments, air became an issue and we parted, resting our foreheads against each other's.

"Well, that worked," I said smirking a little. "I'll have to remember that's how to shut you up," she scowled. I laughed and pulled back a bit more. Then I wrapped my arm around her waist and we started walking again.

When we reached the bridge she squealed and ran ahead.

"Oh my gosh, how did you know?"

"Know what?" I asked a little confused.

"This is my favorite place in Stars Hollow!" She said excitedly, jumping up and down.

"Huh…mine too," I replied and set the food on the bridge and sat down, letting my legs dangle. She plopped down next to me and started unpacking the food.

"So you didn't know?"

"Nope. I just really like this place and I thought you might too."

She smiled and we ate, talking about books. She was crazy, she liked Ayn Rand? And hated Hemmingway?

"Okay, I will try Rand again, and you…" I prompted her.

"Will give the painful Earnest Hemmingway another try, yes," she said grudgingly.

"You know Earnest only has lovely things to say about you," I said and she blushed.

"Why are you only nice to me?" She asked suddenly.

"Excuse me?" I asked. I so was not expecting that.

"Why are you only nice to me? Everyone else, even Luke, you're closed off and sarcastic and driving them crazy, but with me you're…you. Why?"

"Because I can," I said and before she could say that that wasn't a real answer I leaned forward and kissed her hard and she forgot and kissed me back.

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A/N: Sooooooo, whatcha ya think? I won't know if you don't tell me… Hint Hint