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A/N: Okay, I apologize in advance for the shortness...but, I needed to end it right there. A cliffhanger, perhaps? Haha..I am evil. But you see, there is a catch...if you want me to update, then you actually have to give me your thoughts on this story and this chapter. Is that too much to ask? I think not. lol. Okay, well, I hope you like it. I'm already writing the next chapter for you guys, but you need to earn it as all the good things in life. So, remember to review!
Lorelai took out one of the dresses that were laying next to Jess, who was looking uncomfortable. The one she picked up was red and short, which she said looked slutty. But, Jess would point out that black makes her look sex crazed for some reason. And that was when Lorelai stopped listening to him for a while.
Lorelai showed him the dress for the third time, "Okay, It is raining outside really hard, and I think that we should decide on a color...this dress might be it. What do you really think?"
He shifted in his seat. "I think I need to get out of here. Because I am no help to you...I mean, I'm a guy. And a guy is not supposed to help you get ready for a date with your boyfriend. Maybe a gay guy, or Rory. Yes, Rory. Why didn't you ask her?"
She shrugged, "We have to bond."
"No. We really don't." Jess shook his head, standing up. But, she just pulled him down again. "Hey, if I remind you that I knocked up your daughter, will you go back to hating me and kick me out?"
Lorelai rolled her eyes. "Nope. It just says that we have more of a reason to bond. You are living on my couch and are the father of my grandchild. If that's not reason enough to bond, then I don't know what is."
"Why do you suddenly like me?"
"I don't. Trust me, I don't. But, I need help, and we need to bond. Period. Stop complaining." Lorelai groaned, picking up a pair of high heels. "Hey, do you think these make me look slutty?"
He ran a hand through his hair, "You think everything makes you look slutty. Maybe it's just because you really are slutty?"
Lorelai gave him an evil eye. "Play nice."
"Hey, you don't want to look like a regular after school special though, right?"
She sighed, "Yeah. I want him to come and get it..."
He groaned, "Eww. Now that's my sign from the gods to leave. Goodnight." He mumbled, leaving the room. He walked down the stairs to see Luke fixing his hair in the mirror of the living room. "You guys have problems." He shook his head in disbelief, sitting down on the couch.
Luke looked at his nephew weirdly, "And why is that?"
"First of all, you live together, and second of all, you eat dinner together every single freaking day...what is the big deal when you go on a date?" Jess exclaimed, leaning against a pillow.
"Dates are different than dinners."
He raised an eyebrow, "Dates are dinners, smart man."
Luke rolled his eyes. "Okay, whatever. I'm just waiting for Lorelai and then you can go back to sitting there reading a book." He mumbled. Jess looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"Am I supposed to be somewhere else?"
"Well, talking to Rory might be better than sitting there."
He shook his head. "Nope. She needs to make the second move...I talked to her first, now she needs to talk to me." He sighed. "Besides, I do not want to deal with her right now."
"No, but you want to deal with your Hammingway?"
Jess chuckled, "Hemmingway."
"I don't have time to actually memorize your author's name. You're lucky that I actually got the -mmingway part."
"Mmingway?" Jess raised an eyebrow at him.
"The Last part of Hem."
Jess sighed, looking down at his book, "This conversation is making no sense at all anymore."
At that moment, his uncle's eyes weren't fixated at him, they were looking at the head of the stairs where stood a ready Lorelai. This was the first time Jess had ever seen Lorelai so un-Lorelai like. She seemed unsteady and nervous, not very confident in herself. Until, she reaches Luke and holds on to his hand tightly.
Jess smiled, "That was fast."
Lorelai made no witty comeback or yelled at him, she simply nodded. Her eyes were looking at the floor, and Luke was looking uncomfortable.
"Go. Have fun. Get laid." Jess smirked, shooing them off. Luke just rolled his eyes as they both exited the living room and the house. He closed his eyes tightly, breathing out. He could only wish for the relationship that his uncle had with Lorelai. They were soul mates, and he needed someone right about then. He felt alone, and knew that it wasn't going to be the only time.
The doorbell rang and he put down his book that was resting on his lap now. As he walked through the living room, the doorbell just kept on ringing and ringing. He groaned, opening the door to reveal a wet Rory. Her clothes were soaking wet and her hair was hanging loosely and wet.
She sniffled, "Did I ever stop to mention how happy I am that you're here?" Tears were coming down her cheeks. She leaned in and hugged him tightly, soaking him...but, he never felt more warm in his whole life.