A/N- So sorry for the late and short upload! It was moving day today and I literally did not sit down to write untli maybe half an hour ago. Either way I hope you enjoy this little snippet to tide you over until tomorrow, where I pinky swear I will post another long chapter like I did with 9 (thanks for all the positive feedback on that by the way!). Enjoy some more Lorelai/Jess and thank you for bearing with me.

As always please read, review and recommend if so inclined. I do not own Gilmore Girls or any of its characters in spite of my freakish spiritual resemblance to Lorelai Gilmore.

A couple hours later, Jess was in Lorelai's car driving to the Dragonfly Inn. Apparently Luke usually helped with some of the handyman things around the place and some sort of emergency involving a stuck door had occurred and since Luke couldn't leave the diner and Jess hadn't seen the inn, Luke offered him up on a platter. Jess almost grimaced at the obviousness of the ploy. Sure, he and Lorelai were getting along but it was plain to see that Luke desperately wanted it to work out.

After a couple minutes of silence, Lorelai turned to Jess awkwardly. "Mind if I?" she gestured at the radio.

"Please"

After flipping back and forth between about twenty stations, she settled on a U2 song. Jess smirked.

"So you're an 80s child," he said casually, trying not to smile too obviously.

"You could say that. We stalked Bono once," Lorelai replied, her face lighting up at the memory.

"You stalked…"

"He was supposed to be at some hotel in Ireland during our backpacking trip so we took a detour and camped out and waited around for him to show up for days."

"Sounds like a good time," Jess smiled, "You guys find him?"

"No, he never showed," Lorelai sighed, "Completely worthless in the end. You traveled much?"

"Not really," Jess shook his head, "When I was younger it wasn't really an option and now it's not for different reasons. I go between cities a bit for work, spend some time in New York or Chicago once in a while, but I kind of stay in one place for the most part."

"Might be better that way," Lorelai responded, "There's something nice about having a place that feels like yours. Homey."

"I don't know if I'd call Philly homey," Jess cracked, amused by her choice of words, "But it is nice to be settled somewhere. And to have a routine, see the same people, do the same things. There's a lot you can count on."

"And that's pretty damn important."

"So, can I ask you something?" Lorelai continued, struggling to resist the impulse of her curiosity.

"If I say no, will it stop you?" Jess laughed, "Go ahead."

"Do you think that Rory should know about this?"

"You didn't tell her already?" Jess looked shocked, "Now that I can't believe."

"Well, as much as Rory and I are still close, it's not the same as it used to be," Lorelai sighed, "But I'm still a little unclear on the status of your guys' relationship and so I figure your judgment might supersede mine here."

"I'm sorry, can I get that in writing?" Jess teased, earning an amused glare from Lorelai. "Alright, alright. You want my honest opinion? I don't think she needs to know. The fact that I'm here visiting my uncle has nothing to do with her and the fact that we're attempting this thing is for him. I wouldn't want her to get the wrong idea and think that assumptions were made based on the brief meeting we had."

"Your assumptions or mine?" "Either. She really doesn't like it when people assume things."

"Fair point. Alright, so not yet," Lorelai said, "But maybe at some point?"

"Well I would assume it would come up at some point. That should be at your discretion. Not that I talk to her, but I'm sure you'll recognize when it makes sense to say something."

"It's really good that you're doing this, Jess," Lorelai said, her eyes meeting his, "It means a lot to him."

"Hey, it's not easy for you either. And we just both want him to be happy," Jess answered as they pulled into the drive, "Plus, you're not actually so bad when you don't want to throw a pie at my face."

"Who says that I don't right now? In fact, I'd be very curious to see how you'd react to that after all of these years of maturing."

"Probably not that differently than I would have then. Shock, anger, and ultimately amusement."

"Rational response," Lorelai nodded, "Come on. Let's go inside and see if Sookie has ever forgiven you for not tryring her pot roast and mac and cheese. If not, maybe she can make us some pies to throw at you."

"And to think that you run a highly successful business based on hospitality."