Rory couldn't find the courage to ask Jess anything, she stared off at the ceiling in the dark. She couldn't even bring herself to ask what he was doing there. By the time Jess had worked up the courage to say anything, Kolby was yelling for his Mom, after having a nightmare. Jess rolled over, on the uncomfortable couch, waiting for sleep to over take his body and mind.

"Mommy never let's us have pop tarts for breakfast," Lee commented, looking at her plate that held a frosted pastry. "Who are you again?" She asked looking up at the strange man.

"Rory, Lee just inform me that you don't let them eat the one thing you grew up on." Rory stepped into view from the bathroom.

"I wanted to do, I was just told they needed to have a hot breakfast. It was rare if they were allowed to have a bowl of cereal. After a while new habits come along and break the old ones." Being forced to do anything, wasn't her style, but you'll bend over backwards for the one person, you swear is your soul mate. "Jess is a lot of things, and technically he would be your step-cousin, but that's just stupid and lame, so he's just Jess," Rory explained once more to her kids. There was so many other ways she could refer to Jess, but none of that, her kids needed to know, if ever.

"Will we ever see Daddy again?" Kolby asked.

"Bud, I don't know." There was no way she could tell them, that he wanted nothing to do with them, because he didn't think he was their father. She didn't want to get their hopes up either.

"Oooo Grandma's favorite," Lorelai announced walking into the apartment. "Eat up so Grandma can go fill you up on sugar and bring you home," she smirked mischievously. Rory hoped for nothing else. Because her Mom had been her hero, growing up. She wanted the same for her own kids.

"Thanks again for the books, Jess," Rory praised him, closing the door to her bookstore. She wasn't going to change anything, she would rearrange all the books and make room for the new ones, but that was it.

"It's nothing really, they were collecting dust. I'll get the rest of them to you over the upcoming months. Rory?" This was as good as anywhere to ask a question.

"Jess?" She asked back, stopping the work she was doing. "What's going on?"

"Remember how I told you that I needed to find a new editor?" He watched as she nodded. He didn't want to dig any further than he had to. "I need someone I can trust. You were the editor of the Yale Daily News, you can think about this, take the time you need. I was wondering if you could, maybe consider being my editor." She stood frozen from shock. She had her ups and her downs when it came to Jess, this was the last thing she had expected to come from him. Surprised even. Especially with the years that had been wasted between them.

"That's, wow, that's," she sighed, trying to get her brain to function correctly. "A college news paper is nothing like a book, Jess."

"I know, but everything you do, you make sure it's perfect a million times or more. I trust you with this, Rory. I have faith that you'll tell me straight to me face how stupid something is. You won't care about my feelings if something needs to be changed."

"What happened, with your old one?" She asked softly. She was still trying to debate whether this would be a good idea or not.

"I had the best marriage, at least I thought I did. We were having trouble trying to conceive. It had been hard for her Mom and sister as well, but they managed to have kids. I did what I could for her, when I could. But research for my latest book, took me away from home weeks at a time. My old editor, Jacob, he got my wife pregnant." She didn't know what to say to that. She was literally speechless. That had been the most honest he had been with her in just about ever. It had pained him to talk about that. She could see it in his brown eyes. "That was a year ago."

"I'll do it." She was fighting her own inner demons. For the first time in what felt like years she wanted to sit down and tell Jess every thing that had happen with her in the past. Everything that had made her change into the hollow shell, he had seen a little over a year ago. She felt like she needed to share a part of her past with him. "The final straw with Lance, was the fact he kept going on about my kids were never his. To him they where always someone else's. For him to deny them over and over again, to ignore them, it not only caused them pain, but me as well. After a weekend away, he came home accusing me of cheating on him. I guess in a way I had cheated on him twice, with you. I was so sick of him thinking he was so damn untouchable. I told him what he wanted to hear, what I needed to hear. Those kids, they're not his. He was never a father to them. The words that came from his mouth, they should have hurt, but they didn't. Ever since we got married, he had someone else on the side, when he stayed away from home, that's where he was. The thing that hurt, he was a better Dad to her kids then he ever was to his own." That caught Jess off guard. He didn't think that things were that bad between them. He knew they were bad, but never like that.

"Do you ever think, he was right about the kids?" Jess asked carefully. Thinking back on it, everything worked out. Could he be the father? "That they could be my children instead of his?"

"It comes and goes. There are days I look at them and all I see is you. But during my marriage, it took everything inside of me to prove that they were his kids, and he was in the wrong. Because the times we did sleep together, I never saw it as cheating. Even though we were married, we weren't together. I was free to be with who I wanted. The only reason things ever worked out was because I was pregnant. But now honestly, there's a better chance you're the father, then Lance could be." That was something new to him. He could be a father. Just this morning he was a single guy and now, the possibility of having not one but two kids was right there. "I know I should have told you sooner, things might have been differently, if I had."

"Rory, you did what you thought was right. There is no shame in that." He couldn't even be mad at her. Luke had told him the information, if he had stopped for a second and really thought about it, he could have put the dots together. He was angry at himself that he hadn't figured it out sooner.

"We'll get this figured out Jess, I promise." He knew they would, and he would go crazy until it was resolved, but right now this wasn't the most important thing. It was important, but she needed to work on getting herself back. Could he even be a father to two kids he knew nothing about? He needed time to really wrap his head around all of this. He wanted to be a father, when he was married. Things were different now, they weren't babies, they were 9 and 7.

"These books won't unpack themselves."

"Right," Rory agreed getting to work. As selfish as it sounded, she wasn't worried about Jess being their father. She had so many other things in her life that needed to be put back together, before she could even think about finding out the truth. What would she tell her kids? How would you go about explaining something like that to two little kids?

"How do you expect to make any money, if you keep closing the place?" Jess asked, walking the streets with Rory.

"It's lunch time," she stated making it seem like the most logical answer in the world.

"I guess that's where I went wrong, huh?" Hearing her laugh was sweet music to his ears.

With the course of life you can only ever take what you are given. You mess up, it's your duty to fix it. This weekend was more than fixing what had been broke between them repeatedly over the last 18 years. They had both been wrong on more than one occasion. Maybe this time would be differently. Freak occurrences didn't happen as many times as they had been threw back into the others life. There was something bigger here. Neither one knew how to go about discovering the untold truth about each other.