Author's Note: Hi everyone! Sorry it took a week for an update. I realized that I should have this story done by the Season Premier of Gilmore Girls next Tuesday, since my story is completely different than the story they will have. This chapter is slightly shorter, but very important. The next chapter will be the last, sort of like the "epilogue" of my story. Thank you all for the reviews. I can't believe that I got over 50 reviews! Wow!

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Kris came into the diner, a few hours after Dean had kissed her. It wasn't a bad kiss, but it didn't feel right...it didn't feel like how Jess made her feel. She cursed herself for falling in love with a guy who, deep down, loved Rory. He was standing in front of her at that very moment.

"Hi, can I have some coffee, please?" she asked Jess. She had already done her eight hours that day and Luke banned her from behind the counter for fear that she would start working to help out.

Jess had just come down the stairs a few minutes before she had come in, and when he saw her, he gave his back to her. He didn't want to look at her. He couldn't refuse her request, however. He turned around abruptly, grabbed a coffee cup, slammed it on the counter and poured coffee into it sloppily. He was even more upset that he wasn't able to appear indifferent in front of Kris.

Kris looked at him. Something must have gone wrong with Rory. "What's wrong?" Kris asked him innocently.

Jess sneered at her. How could she think he wouldn't find out? That she could hide this from him? Part of him reminded himself that she wasn't his girlfriend, but that part was overcome by jealousy. "Nothing," he replied coldly. He went upstairs.

Without hesitation Kris followed him up. "Jess. Jess!"

He turned around when he had gotten to his room.

She looked behind him and saw a complete mess. "Jess, what happened?" she asked, concern filling her voice. She walked around him to examine the mess in his room. Everything was on the floor, even the bed mattress. Jess became annoyed that she was feigning concern. She obviously didn't give a crap about him anymore.

"Rearranging my stuff," Jess replied coldly. He wanted her out of his room and out of his life, the less he saw her face the better. Why wasn't she with the Neanderthal right about now?

"What's wrong?" Kris asked again soothingly. Jess never looked this pissed before and it scared her.

"Look, why don't you run along to your Neanderthal and get the hell out of here. If you wanted to break up with me to be with him, you should have told me in the first place instead of making me feel guilty about Rory. What kind of shit were you trying to pull?" Jess said in the most hurtful tone he could muster.

Kris instinctively moved back, trying to shield herself from Jess' tone of voice. How could he think that? Pain, resentment, but mostly anger filled her. Didn't he know how much it hurt her to see him and Rory together? Obviously not.

"What??" Kris asked angrily. "Neanderthal? Dean?? Are you talking about Dean?" anger rising in her voice.

"Wow, she really must be a genius," Jess replied coldly, the sarcasm dripping from his voice. He tried think of something extremely hurtful to say to her, but nothing came to mind.

The words stung her. "Jess, don't be stupid. Dean's not my type, I told you that," she stated angrily, trying to hide her pain.

"Didn't seem like that when his tongue was down your throat," Jess said disgustingly.

Oh, so that was what this whole thing was about. "Yeah, Dean kissed me, but did you see me pull away and tell him that I don't like him?" she asked, already knowing the answer.

Jess paused before he was about to spit something else out to her. She didn't like Dean? He didn't respond to her question.

"Don't second-guess me or my intentions, remember? That was part of the deal," Kris said assertively, but the anger gone from her voice.

Jess swallowed hard, remembering she had said that and he had promised he never would second-guess her. But he did and now felt like a complete ass. But he needed to tell her.

"I kissed Rory."

"Wow Jess, way to hurt someone's feelings. I don't want to know about it," Kris said shortly, turning towards the stair case. Jess accused her of lying to him, purposely hurt her feelings and told her that he kissed Rory. She thought he wasn't that thick, but she was apparently wrong. Annoyance and jealousy coursed through her.

"I didn't feel it," Jess said, as if he didn't hear what Kris had said.

Kris froze. "What?" she asked, turning to face him again. She met his eyes. Hope filled her for a brief moment.

"I didn't feel it. You know what I mean," he said. There was no way to describe that tingly feeling where everything at the exact moment was right when Jess and Kris kissed.

"I do," she said quietly. She thought quickly. Did this mean...

"I don't like her," he said. "It's weird. I was obsessed with the memory of her, never thinking that she might have changed and that we would grow out of each other, which we did."

"She doesn't like you?" Kris asked.

"No."

Kris didn't know what to say. She smiled at him slightly and he returned the smile, and her smile widened until she started laughing with happiness. Jess watched her expression change and memorized what she looked like at that exact moment, absolutely beautiful.

She ran over to him and jumped into his arms. He caught her held her there for a moment, just looking at her, memorizing her, then set her down. She wouldn't let go of him though, her arms were wrapped firmly around his neck. She stroked the back of his neck repeatedly as if trying to convince herself that she was, in fact, stroking his neck. She had him back.

Jess was so relieved. How could he have ever thought Kris would like Dean? How could he have ever wanted to hurt her? He blamed it on insane jealousy and left it at that. He had more important things to think about, like how he was going to breath with Kris wrapped so tightly around him, not that he minded much.

Jess unwrapped her arms from his neck, but Kris moaned in complaint. He kissed her quickly to silence her. Now this was how it was supposed to feel...he had missed it so much. She seemed to agree and deepened the kissed.

When they parted, Jess whispered, "I'm sorry."

"For what?" Kris whispered back.

Jess smirked. "For acting like Dean would, all jealous and crazed."

Kris suppressed a laugh as best as she could. "It happens," she said casually, leaning in to kiss him again.

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"Can I ask you something?" Jess asked, while playing with her hair. The setting sun glinted off Kris' red streaked hair, making it sparkle in a shade of magenta, and Jess was fascinated. They lay on his bed that was now back where it belonged. They had spent an hour and a half fixing up his room. Jess realized that destroying his room was great therapy, but not worth the clean-up.

"Obviously, you've just done so. You may ask me one more thing, however," Kris replied in a deep voice, mimicking Professor Dumbledore's words, while closing the now battered copy of Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire that Jess had never returned to the bookstore.

"Enough with Harry Potter. It's bad when you can quote stuff from the first book while reading the fourth. It's called an obsession," Jess said, feigning annoyance.

"Yes, and I'm proud of it too, but I'll stop. What was your question?" Kris asked, looking up at Jess from her very comfortable position with her head on his chest.

Jess hesitated. His question was stupid, he knew it.

"Forget it, it was stupid anyways," Jess said, brushing the matter off.

"No way, not getting away with that. Ask me, I won't laugh or anything," Kris said encouragingly.

"It's none of my business anyways," Jess replied, hoping to drop the topic, though he was the one to bring it up.

"I think that's for me to decide. Ask me," Kris said, sitting up on the bed facing him. Jess' hesitation made her realize that if she wasn't adamant about him asking whatever he wanted to ask, his curiosity would eat him up inside.

"I wanted to know what you thought about Dean's kiss," Jess stated uncomfortably. Jess shifted so that he supported himself on the wall behind the bed. He instinctively thought that Kris would blow up at his curiosity and was preparing himself for a scream-fest by moving away from her.

Kris was somewhat surprised and Jess interpreted this as disgust.

"It was stupid and none of my business. I'm acting like a shithead and..." Kris moved up so that her knees were on either side of Jess' extended legs and sat in his lap, facing him. He wasn't expecting that reaction, though he did welcome the contact. She stroked his forearm idly while she spoke.

"I was really surprised that he kissed me, cause I didn't think he liked me. I actually was thinking about you right before he kissed me, so I was confused and shocked. The kiss was fine, but it was kinda like how I imagine kissing a cousin would be like, but I have no experience with kissing Lane," Kris joked. Yeah, it was none of Jess' business, but Kris didn't mind talking about it since it was meaningless to her.

Jess smirked. Kris was beyond words...it was like she could read his mind and knew he just wanted some piece of mind regarding Dean and lay any insecurities to rest.

"You just can't get me out of your mind, eh?" he teased, drawing her closer to him.

"Don't get an ego trip over that," Kris replied, smiling.

"But you didn't deny it," Jess whispered in her ear.

His breath was hot on her ear and she inhaled deeply, trying to regain her composure.

"Cause I can't," she replied softly, laying feather-light kisses on his neck.

He instinctively held her tighter and buried his head in her hair. He tried to memorize how he felt at that exact moment, all those emotions swimming around him that he had no control over. No, he did have control, didn't he? Of course he did, he was Jess Mariano and nothing would ever make him lose his self-control. But, didn't he lose it when he destroyed his room because of her...twice? No, that was nothing, I was just upset, no one could ever make me lose it.

Their relationship wasn't supposed to go that far. And he wasn't about to become a big emotional mush-ball, that just wasn't his style and never would be. Ever. He could never allow himself to feel completely naked around her, or anyone, though he knew Kris could see though the games he played.

"I'm glad that we're like this again," Jess said, mentally kicking himself for even toying with the idea of fully exposing himself and declaring his undying...no, that was just getting too emotional.

"Yeah? Me too," Kris said, somewhat disappointed about Jess' response.

Though she now knew that Jess liked her and only her, she didn't know how much he cared and yearned to know. But she would never corner him into telling her if he didn't want to.

"Yup. Very glad," Jess said mischievously while kissing her. He moved his hands along her waist and suddenly began tickling her.

"You are such a brat!" Kris laughed out. Jess laughed too.

From the diner, Luke could hear laughter and sighed in relief. So maybe those two were good for each other after all.

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Author's Note: Please review my story, the feedback is great. It's what made me decide to make this a Kris/Jess, though I do like Rory/Jess stories. To the Rory/Jess fans, thank you for reading this story and sorry to disappoint you, but I had to do what I viewed as right for this story. In the show, Rory and Jess are destined for each other, have no fear. =)