Later that night, the hotel room was covered with pink boas, sparkles, stuffed animals, and Chad Micheal Murray posters.

"Time to shack up kids," Lorelai said leading Lane and Paris out of the room.

"We'll see you tomorrow sweets," Lorelai said giving Rory a kiss on the cheek and leaving.

"Let's go Jess," Luke said to a nearly asleep Jess.

"Actually Luke, could Jess stay the night? On a cot this time of course. We really need to talk," Rory interrupted. Luke hesitated, then said

"Well yeah. He's old enough to figure these things out. See you tomorrow Rory," he said leaving.

"Thanks for volunteering me," Jess said opening his eyes.

"No problem," Rory said.

"Our second night together. You move fast don't you?"

"Ha ha ha."

"I know I'm hilarious."

"Lay down on a cot, get comfy, we need to talk."

"Alright," Jess said flopping on a cot and covering up with a blanket.

He gazed at her, the lights from the city creating a glow around her. "So," he began.

"So I kissed you." Jess took a deep breath and smiled from her professional way of talking about this.

"Why'd you kiss me?"

"Because I wanted to."

"Moment of insanity?" Rory paused.

"That's what I need to talk to you about."

"I get it Rory, really. You don't have to explain."

"I'm not sure you do."

"Okay then please fill me in."

"I think I may still have………….." Rory sat staring at the doorway.

"Rory?" Jess asked.

"Logan?" Sure enough Jess turned to see Logan standing in the doorway, a scowl on his face.

"Ace, what's he doing here?"

"Being here for me. What are you doing here?" Rory said sitting up.

"Rory lay down," Jess said.

"She'll do what she wants!" Logan yelled.

"I'm the one for you Rory. I am. Not him. He's a failure. You don't belong with a failure," Logan said standing by her bed. Rory sat up so hard her IV ripped out.

"Ouch! Jess is the opposite of a failure. He's a great person doing what he wants with his life," Rory yelled partly from being mad, partly from pain.

"You could say the same thing about a hobo," Logan responded.

"But not about you," Rory replied sternly.

"Jess you don't need to see this. Could you go get a nurse please?" Jess stood up feeling so defeated. Maybe he was truly just the loser, all his life.

"Your feet work buddy?" Logan asked.

"Yeah and my fists do too," Jess said leaving the room.

"Logan what do you want?" Rory asked once Jess had left.

"I want you back," he responded.

"Well that's too bad."

"Why? You taken or something?"

"Not exactly."

"Then it's perfect. I realize I've made mistakes but we all do! You know that we belong together and I'm tired of you trying to push this away! Why have you been acting weird you ask yourself. It's me! You need me!" Rory just shook her head. "Don't shake your head Rory!"

"Why not!" Logan grabbed her and kissed her on the lips.

She pushed him away.

"What is wrong with you?" He just grabbed her again, harder this time. He kept his arms locked around her back, forcing them close together. Rory panicked. She tried to move but he just tightened his grip.

"You're gonna like this," Logan said, kissing her neck, then her lips. There was nothing she could do. She didn't kiss back. He tightened his grip. She started kissing back, feeling disgusted and scared. He deepened the kiss quickly and started to undo her night gown.

"Logan," she tried to get out but he just kept right on. Before long she found herself stark naked except her underwear, Logan in his boxers.

"You ready for this?" Logan said pulling on her panties, continuing to kiss her. Rory cried. Just then the light turned on and there stood a stunned Jess and nurse. Rory balled.

Jess entered to see Logan's bare back and boxers, Rory behind him, crying. He just stood stunned, not knowing what to think, what to say.

"Excuse me, I was called to take care of Rory, could you please put your clothes back on, I'll come back in a minute," the nurse said shutting the door, Jess following her. Back in the room, Logan grabbed Rory again, continuing to kiss her.

"Finally some time alone," he said. Rory pushed him as hard as she could and quickly threw on her night gown.

"Ace what are you doing?"

"Shut up Logan, shut up!" Rory said jumping out of bed and running to the door.

The door flung open, and there stood a petrified Rory, Logan chasing after her.

"Help!" Rory cried, running to Jess and falling in his arms.

"What do you need Rory?" the nurse asked.

"Remove him!" she yelled.

"Sir, put your clothes on and leave the facility immediately, or we will call the police," the nurse said to Logan, keeping his arms distance from the group. She shut the door, holding it shut so he could change.

"What happened Rory?" Jess asked, his arms holding her tight.

"He was trying to have sex with me, in the hospital, against my will!"

"Oh my," the nurse said.

"Security," she said into a walkie talkie. Rory laid her head on Jess's chest and continued to cry.

A few minutes later two men in black suits arrived outside Rory's door.

"I need you to remove this young man from the facility," the nurse said opening the door, everyone seeing a mad, hurt Logan. Rory looked into his eyes, feeling rage and sympathy for him all at the same time. She tightened her grip on Jess. Jess watched him with a scowl, just like he had had upon arrival. The two men went and each took one of Logan's arms, guiding him out of the door.

"Rory, I'm sorry. Really," he said as he passed them.

"Okay now for you Miss Gilmore," the nurse said, leading Rory back to her bed.

"I had my IV ripped out," Rory said, gesturing towards her slightly bleeding arm.

"Okay you just lay down and I'll get that taken care of," the nurse said, helping Rory into bed and covering her up.

"I need a minute," Jess said leaving the room.

Jess's blood boiled as he walked down the hall to the elevator. He reached the main floor and ran to where he saw Logan outside, smoking.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Jess said when he reached Logan.

"I don't know."

"Well you best stay away from her."

"Who the hell are you to tell me what to do?"

"Something like one of Rory's many guardian angels."

"Well you're about to lose your halo," Logan said throwing his cigarette to the ground and punching Jess straight in the face.

Jess fell to the ground but quickly got up and sucker punched Logan in the stomach.

"You dick!" Logan yelled as he threw a punch at Jess's face, Jess dodging it. Jess returned the punch and hit Logan square in the jaw, blood starting to come from his mouth.

Logan's face was red as a hot chilli pepper as he threw another punch at Jess, hitting him in the eye. Jess fell back, holding his eye, before noticing hospital security coming. He threw one last punch at Logan, hitting him in the stomach. Logan grabbed his stomach and leaned over, gasping for air.

"We told you to leave," hospital security said to Logan. Logan just gave Jess the finger as he walked away. Jess walked back into the hospital, still in a rage, his eye throbbing like nothing he had never felt before.

He returned to Rory's floor with an ice pack to his eye. 'What am I going to tell her?' He thought to himself as he reached her room. He entered the dark room, Rory laying in bed, gazing at the city. She looked over and a look of shock took over her face. Jess just took a deep breath, preparing for a repeat of his visit to her grandmother's many years ago.

"Maybe we should call it a night," Rory said. Jess laid down on the cot.

"Do you want to finish what we were talking about earlier?" He said, hoping to not go to bed mad.

"Not right now. Maybe now we should talk about why you got in a fight with Logan."

"Because he tried to force you to have sex with him, here! He's got problems Rory, and I just needed to make sure he's not going to do it again."

"Did you succeed?"

"I hope so." There was a moment of silence.

Jess's stomach went to knots as he thought about what she had started to say earlier. 'I think I may still have…….' Played over and over in his head. What could it be? He had to know.

"Rory, can you please tell me what you were going to say earlier?" Rory just continued to stare out the window.

"I think I lost my nerve."

"If I kissed the Chad Michael Murray pictures for your entertainment, would you?" Rory turned her head and smiled.

"Maybe."

"Oh come on. That's got to be humiliating enough. What else could I do?" Rory just shook her head smiling.

"Just listen."

"Okay, my ears are as open as Dumbo's," Jess said sitting up.

"You know how in the movie 'Elizabethtown' the guy is all upset and suicidal because his life isn't going as planned?"

"Um, yes."

"So just as he's about to end his life, he gets a phone call that his dad had died and he needs to go home. So this is the thing that momentarily saves his life. On the way there, he meets a girl on the plane. The perfect stranger." Jess nodded his head.

"They became close, like best friends. There was that instant, opposite's attraction. She brought the sparkle back to his eyes." Jess just grinned.

"She saved his life. They were meant for each other. Through all relationships and trials, they came back to each other, because they were meant to be. Nothing could ever truly keep them apart."

"Yeah, it's a nice story."

"We're living it Jess."

Jess just looked at her, confused.

"It's not a fairytale movie or book, it's us, in a since. You're the suicide man, I'm the girl full of life who saved yours."

"What exactly are you trying to say?"

Rory took a deep breath. "I love you."

Jess just stared at her, stunned. "We put the sparkle in each other's eyes. I keep coming back to you. I think it's for a reason."

Jess continued to stare, mouth slightly open, eyes wide. Was this a dream? It had to be. "I love you too," Jess said breathless. Rory smiled giddily. They stared into each others eyes for a minute. Jess stood up and inched closer to Rory.

"What are you doing?" She said when he was above her face.

"Making sure this isn't a dream," Jess said, leaning down and kissing her gently, fireworks exploding for both of them at the very touch, then pulling away. He stared into her eyes, bewildered. "Kiss me you fool!" Rory yelled, pulling him closer into a kiss.