Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls, but I wish that I could own Milo Ventimiglia, even though he's like 29 and I'm only 15…

Chapter 11: Cross the bridge to my heart.

As Rory walked, she became angrier and angrier. How could he not tell her that he dedicated almost every one of his books to her? How could he pretend that he was clueless about the message board? Why hadn't he told her?

By the time she entered Luke's, she could've torn the door off its hinges. "Jess!" She screamed.

He set down the pot of coffee on a near-by table and walked up to her. "Come with me." He brushed past her and grabbed her hand, taking her with him.

"What do you mean come with you? I have something to say to you!" She yelled at him as he pulled her through the town square.

"Not here!" He replied.

"Why not here?"

"Because I don't want to make a scene."

"What do you call this?"

"I call this avoiding a scene."

"Whatever."

He continued to pull her through the town until they had reached his favorite place in all of Stars Hollow, the bridge.

"Now you can yell…" He said.

"Why the hell did you dedicate six books to me? What on Earth would posses you to do that?"

He stayed silent.

"Jess? Hello?"

He sat down on the edge of the bridge. "I used to come here all the time."

She sat down next to him. "I know. This was your favorite place in Stars Hollow."

"No, I didn't mean the bridge. I meant Stars Hollow. After I came back the first time after moving to Venice Beach, I would come and hang around Stars Hollow without anyone knowing. And when you began only coming here on holidays with the family, I would hang out here and just sort of watch you."

"That's kind of creepy."

"One time Rebecca almost caught me."

"Really?"

"Yeah. She ran out over here and I heard your voice so I jumped in the lake and hid under the bridge."

"I thought she was making that guy up… I guess she wasn't."

"Nope…"

She paused for a moment. "Why did you dedicate those books to me? Six books? Are you mad?"

"Rory, you always wanted what was best for me, you always wanted me to be better. I owe you my success."

"But there were other people too. Well at least another person: Luke. He wanted what was best for you."

"I know. But you… You're you."

She stood up. "I don't get it, Jess. Why me?"

He stood up too. "I… I'm…" He looked to the ground. He looked back up before wrapping his arms around her and kissing her.

She stepped back out of shock, nearly falling off the bridge. "You… I… Um…"

"Those books were dedicated to you because I love you. When you didn't want to go away with me all those years ago, it broke my heart. I just wanted you to know how I felt."

It was like deja vu all over again, except in a different place and a different guy. She burst into tears and she just wanted to run away.

Jess kept a grip on her arm. "Rory, what's wrong?"

She shook her head. "NO! NO! NO!"

"What, Rory?"

"NO! I can't do this!"

"Why not?"

"Logan just died!"

"But he hit you, Rory!"

"That may be but he was still my husband! And Rebecca's father! Even though we had our issues, I still loved him!"

"He hit you!"

"Don't you get it, Jess? It doesn't matter! I thought you of all people would've figured that out!" She marched past him and back to town.

AN: Someone's pissed. Anyways, please R&R!P.S. Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukah, and Happy Kwanzaa!