A.N: Hey guys! Sorry I haven't updated in a bit, but I've been reallllyyy busy with school and work and my new internship! Review! This is my longest chapter to date, so enjoy it!

Anatomy of Adjectives 4

Insane

"You know what's funny?" Jess chuckled, sitting on the bed in Rory's old room in Paris' apartment. Doyle had since come back and claimed apologies; Rory and Jess were then confined to the room in hopes of blocking out moans and bangs.

"What?" She cocked her head to the side from her place on the floor.

Jess wrung his hands together, his white button down shirt sleeves pushed up on his upper arms.

"Absolutely nothing feels different to me. I don't feel cheated or lied to, it's like I don't care." He laughed out loud. Rory smiled slightly in hopes of not seeming pathetic for feeling down. "You know I didn't love her. She told me all the time, but I could never say it back."

"Why not?" Jess looked down at his hands, then back up to Rory's eyes.

"I couldn't make myself love someone, and I don't say things I don't mean. You should know that." She thought for a second, nodding silently.

"I told Logan all the time. The thing is… I really do love Logan. I'm just not in love with him. I don't think you get to pick who you fall in love with." She smiled, this time for real.

"It's fate's funny way of saying you have no choice in the matter."

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Rory began humming something indescribable and tapping her hands on her lap. Jess narrowed his eyebrows and tried to figure out what in the hell she was doing.

"Have you finally gone insane?" Rory shook her head.

"Nope. Just bored." She continued. He realized the song, A Lovely Bunch Of Coconuts, and shook his head.

"You're a Coco-nutcase. Do you know that? After everything that just happened you're sitting there humming a song about coconuts while Paris and whatever his name is are doing the horizontal tango in the next room."

"What else would you suggest I do? Sit here quietly? Am I not a Gilmore?"

"Point taken… Carry on." He waved his hand in her direction and she took it as a cue to hum and tap some more. Her humming was, sadly for Jess, interrupted by her cell phone from her clutch.

"Crap. Hello?"

"Lorelai Leigh Gilmore, where have you been?! I tried your cell a million times, I tried the apartment and Paris' and everywhere I could think of! Don't go missing without telling Mama first!"

"Hey Mom. Sorry I guess I didn't hear the phone, I'm at Paris'. "

"Is Logan there? What's going on? How was the wedding?" She sighed and prepared herself for the explanation.

"Well actually, I broke up with Logan."

"Um…OK Hun, I'm going to need a little more than that. Why?"

"Mom, it was terrible! I was in the bridal room with Honor and all her bridesmaids were telling me about how they had slept or been with Logan at least once, and I realized the times they were talking about was when we had that fight. He cheated on me! He believes we were broken up, when neither of us had said that AT ALL. So I was outside and Jess was there and he drove me to Paris'."

"What a minute…JESS is there?" Rory blushed.

"Uh yeah. I'll explain that later, but at the moment we are in my old room waiting for Paris and Doyle to stop having sex."

"Babe, I am so confused so I'm just going to wait for you to explain this in person. It sounds like an interesting story…"

"Believe me, it is. I need to get my stuff from Logan's and bring it over here tomorrow, so I might come down next weekend."

"I don't think I can wait that long."

"Well get an hourglass and sit still because I need to get some things in order first! I'll talk to you later."

"Fine, goodnight loin fruit." Rory closed her phone with a sigh, explaining the rest to her mother was going to be painful, but it needed to be done. She wasn't exactly sure what was going on herself. Looking up at Jess, who had decided to lie on the bed with his hands behind his head, she stood.

"So, I'm a little confused."

"About what?"

"Why are you still here? You could have been back in Philly by now doing whatever you author types do. Why did you stay?" Jess thought about it for a second and shrugged.

"I'm not too sure myself. Mostly because I didn't think leaving you alone was a good idea. Especially with those two bouncing around like rabbits." She smiled slyly.

"Or is it because you didn't want to be alone either?" He smirked.

"Something like that." Rory was glad Jess had gained to ability to share some feelings. Asking him these types of questions back in high school would have gotten her nothing but grunts and a headache. She admired the person Jess turned himself into, and wished she was as stable as he seems to be. Living with her grandparents was a lapse in judgment, but even after she left it was still as if she didn't know where her life was going. Rory wasn't as back-on-track as she had hoped. Maybe the breakup with Logan was the last piece of the puzzle.

She nudged his arm and sat beside him.

"Move over." He obliged and Rory lied next to his slightly longer frame. He wrapped his arm around her and she leaned into his chest; she fit perfectly. It was at this point where Rory began to wonder where they stood. Were they friends? Exes? Or just two people who needed each other? Whatever the situation was, she found it funny that they always ended up helping each other out in the long run. A cycle of hurt and comfort they could only find in each other.

For right now, Rory didn't mind.

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Jess opened his eyes the next morning, temporarily forgetting the events of the night before. He looked around the room, then at the brunette fixed under his arm and quickly remembered. Although his neck was starting to ache terribly and his bicep was completely numb, Jess had felt better than he had in awhile. His feelings for Rory were always clear, Jess would never stop loving her, but he never thought anything would come out of it. He messed that up years ago, his chance was gone. He had accepted that and moved on, but now as he lied next to her, he began to envision things he shouldn't. Those feelings, long gone, were slowly seeping back.

He attempted to move his arm from around her small shoulders, but in doing so Rory's eyes opened suddenly and she stirred. Jess admitted defeat and returned his arm to its previous position.

"Morning, sunshine." She rolled her eyes and rubbed the back of her neck.

"That wasn't exactly the most comfortable position to sleep in huh?" He laughed.

"Well, my arm is half-asleep and my neck feels as bad as yours. I think it's this bed."

"Probably." She sat up and yawned, stretching her arms above her head. Lying back down, she turned on her side and faced Jess.

"I'm scared to leave the room…I don't want to find a naked Doyle making breakfast or anything."

"Has this happened before?"

"Don't ask." They chuckled. Jess reached to push back a strand of her hair blocking her vision and tuck it behind her ear. The small, but loving sentiment made her blush, which was one thing that Jess always enjoyed about her. He wasn't generally the romantic type, but he knew the things that would drive her crazy and turn her face ten shades of crimson….and loved every minute of it.

"What are we exactly?" She verbalized her thoughts from last night, not completely thinking first.

"Well, we're friends…I hope." She nodded.

"I think we should try and…forgive and forget what went on in the past. Sort of a fresh start, maybe?"

"Sounds good to me." Jess sat up and held out his hand. "Jess Mariano."

She laughed and did the same, taking his hand in hers. "Rory Gilmore, nice to meet you."

"Same here. Glad to finally meet the person I slept in the same bed with all night."

"I know! You'd think we knew each other or something. Weird." Their hands stood interlocked, both of them looking into each other's eyes and moving suspiciously closer to each other. She stopped inches from his lips. "Should we be doing this?"

"I'm not sure." His breath teased her lips, taunting her to move forward. Jess impatiently took his free hand to the back of her head and slowly thrust it towards him. Their lips met softly, but almost feverously. It was like they put everything they needed to express towards each other into it. His tongue grazed her lower lip, begging for entrance. She gave in and moaned as he explored her, familiar yet new. She reached up and played with the hair on the back of his neck, something she recalled doing years ago that was popular with him. He deepened the kiss to show appreciation and they lay down once again, wrapping his arm around her waist.

"Hey, so Doyle made- Oh god." Rory sat up quickly and wiped her mouth. Jess pushed his face against the pillow in protest.

"Jeez. Hang a sock on the door next time." She closed the door and Rory plopped back down, her hand over her eyes.

"This is crazy." Kissing Jess? What was she thinking? She had just broken up with Logan, and he just ended his relationship with Collette! Rory was not about to rebound with an Ex who she probably still had feelings for. There needed to be time between these kinds of things…right?

Jess took his face out of the pillow with a smirk.

"Yeah, but an enjoyable kind of crazy."