Hey guys. So, like always, thank you so much for the reviews! We got over 100, yay for us! So, I'm still on vacation, and really enjoying it! Luckily, I have some free time now that it's... 12:21 in the morning. So, here's a chapter!! Oh, and ms.tookie.clothespin and lillitgirlx2, thanks so much for telling me why Rory and Jess are called 'Literati'! It makes sense now, haha.

And those of you who don't know what it means: Literati is apparently a word that describes well-educated people who are interested in literature. Therefore, it makes a ridiculous amount of sense that this word is used to describe our favorite pairing. :)

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-soonerchick7

Rory walked down the stairs, Jess close behind her, and moved the curtain aside. She smiled at the looks she received from the customers, looks of happiness, confusion, and overall acceptance. She scanned the room for Lorelai, finally spotting her sitting with a woman who looked to be about her same age. Darcy. She was wearing a Metallica t-shirt and jeans, her hair loosely curled. Jess took in her appearance as well, smiling when he saw her t-shirt; he took it as a good sign that their wedding planner liked Metallica too. As they approached the table, Rory laughed loudly as Lorelai took a huge sip of something from a glass and rubbed her temples lightly. She sat down on the chair across from her mother, and Jess sat across from Darcy.

"Good morning, Mom. How's being up this early?" Rory teased.

"Quiet, you," Lorelai growled before taking another sip of the mystery liquid.

"Watcha drinkin', Mom?"

"Orange juice."

"Not coffee?" Rory asked, shocked.

"No," Lorelai said tartly. She decided to change the subject. She took a deep breath before making the introductions. "Rory, Jess, this is Darcy. Darcy, this is my daughter and the bride-to-be, Rory. And this is Jess, the groom-to-be." She let out the rest of her breath quickly before shouting: "LUKE!"

Her husband scrambled out from behind the counter and over to their table quickly. "What can I get you? More coffee?"

"Yes, coffee would be lovely," Rory interrupted. "Could I also have a chocolate chip muffin, please?"

Luke nodded as he wrote her order down, then turned to Jess. "Jess?"

"Uh... nothing for me, thanks. Just water and a stack of pancakes, heavy on the syrup."

"But you just said-- Never mind. You want anything else, Lor?"

"Um... do you have apple pie?"

"Not for breakfast."

"Come on, just this once?" she pleaded, fluttering her eyelashes lightly.

"Ugh, you know I hate it when you do that..." Luke moaned as he adjusted his hat.

"Please?"

"Ok, fine. Just this once, though. Coffee too?"

"No." Lorelai said. "Orange juice would be nice, thank you."

"I'm sorry, what? Lorelai, did you just say you don't want coffee?"

"Yeah, got a problem with that?"

"No, no," Luke answered quickly, looking over at Darcy, who shook her head.

"Nothing for me, thanks," she said politely in a crisp British accent. Luke walked away from the table, and Rory glanced up at her mother incredulously. Lorelai silenced her with one look, mouthing: "We'll talk about this later."

Rory nodded before turning to Darcy. "So, Darcy, I've heard so much about you from my mom, and I'm really interested in seeing some of the opinions and plans that you have."

Darcy smiled brightly, bringing a binder out of thin air. She opened it carefully, flipping it to a divider that said 'Jess&Rory'. There were a few blank pieces of paper, and then millions of magazine pictures with blue, brown, and white. Rory stared at it in awe as Darcy flipped through the pages quickly.

"Right," Darcy began. "So... you have the color scheme, right? Blue, brown, and... white is it?"

Rory nodded.

"Ok, and you said you wanted gardenias for the flowers?"

Rory nodded again, still dumbfounded.

"That sounds easy enough... And you picked the same venue as your mother..." Darcy was penciling everything in as she spoke, scribbling furiously. "We need to make you a dress fitting appointment, and we need to do a cake tasting and menu planning; find a DJ, work on a possible table setting, assemble a guest list, and then register you at you and your husband's favorite stores..."

Jess' jaw dropped when he heard the long list of things on the agenda that they still had yet to accomplish. "Just when I thought we were going to have it easy..."

"That all sounds wonderful," Rory finally said, her words finally returning. "I have changed my schedule around to make sure the next month is as free as possible. So, throw some dates at me, and we'll get started."

Darcy pulled out her palm pilot and went to the calculator, searching for available dates. "We could do the cake tasting tomorrow, I suppose. Does that work for both of you?"

Jess nodded, and Rory nodded too.

"Perfect. Rory, we can do dress fittings every day next week if you wanted. Jess, we'll need to do a tux fitting for you, too."

"That sounds absolutely wonderful," Rory said. She turned to Jess. "Are you free next week, babe?"

"Yeah, actually. I made my schedule just as free as you have, Ror."

Rory smiled widely and then turned back to Darcy. "This may be easier than we thought, huh?"

Darcy nodded and continued to ramble off more dates, and Jess vaguely payed attention. His mind had just thought up a great ending for his latest book, and the wheels in his head were turning furiously, trying to remember everything. He grabbed a pen from his pocket and a few napkins, writing down the basic outline.

"Jess, did you hear that?" Rory asked, bringing him out of his literary fog.

"Hmm?"

"That we're going to register two weeks from today. Can you do that?"

"Sounds great, Ror," he replied quickly, smiling.

Darcy snapped the binder shut. "Well, now that we have everything under control, I must be going, I have another appointment. Rory, I'll see you this afternoon for guest list planning, yes?"

"Yeah. Thank you so much, Darcy, for everything you're doing. You're a life saver." Rory said as she stood up to give the woman a hug. She pulled away and linked fingers with Jess, who was standing next to her.

"Thanks, Darcy, like Rory said. We really appreciate it," Jess added, smiling at the woman. "Oh, and nice shirt." He smirked.

Darcy looked down. "Why, thank you. I've always loved Metallica. I was a groupie, to be quite honest." She blushed and looked at them both, grinning from ear to ear. "Alright then, I must be off."

"Bye!" Rory called out the door before sitting back down and letting out a relieved sigh. Jess rubbed soothing circles on the back of her hand with his thumb, and she smiled at him. Luke took that as his cue to bring them their food, setting all of their plates down quickly before refilling Jess and Rory's coffee cups.

"Are you sure you don't want any coffee, hun?" Luke asked Lorelai again.

"No, Luke, I'm fine, thank you."

Rory stared at her mother again, beginning to realize that she needed to talk to her mother immediately.

"Hey Jess?"

"Yeah, Ror?"

"Would you mind if um... I hung out with my mom today instead of you? She and I need to talk about some stuff."

"Uh... ok..." Jess replied, confused. He kissed Rory tenderly before grabbing his stack of pancakes and his cup of coffee, standing. "I'll be upstairs, just come on up when you're done hanging out with your Mom and we'll watch a movie or something."

Rory nodded.

"Bye, Lorelai." Jess added.

"Later Jess."

Rory watched her fiancee walk away before turning back to Lorelai quickly. "Alright Mom, we're going home right now."

"Why? We just got our food!" Lorelai whined.

"Because, we need to talk. Just get the pie to-go, ok?" Rory said as she stood up and wrapped her muffin back up. "Hey, Luke, can we have all of this to-go, please?"

"Uh, sure," Luke answered from behind the counter. "You two leaving?"

"Yeah," Rory said as Luke packed everything up. "Thanks Luke! Mom, come on," she added as she pulled Lorelai out the door and toward the car.

Rory sat down on the couch next to Lorelai, looking at her sternly. "Ok, Mom, spill."

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Lorelai tried to dodge, glancing away from Rory.

"Oh, come on, Mom. Apple pie for breakfast? Not drinking coffee? I know something's up. Are you... pregnant?" She whispered the last word.

Lorelai looked back and met Rory's eyes, smiling now. "I am," she answered proudly.

Rory screamed. "Oh my God, Mom, that's fantastic!" Rory hugged Lorelai tightly. "Does Luke know?"

Lorelai pulled back and looked at her toes. "I'm not really sure how to tell him. So... no."

"Mom, how can you not tell him something like this?" Rory asked, shocked.

"I don't know, I just... I don't really know how he'd take it, ya know?"

"He'd be thrilled, Mom! You know he would!"

"Yeah... I know you're right. I just... How would you tell someone something like this?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, what if you were pregnant. How would you tell Jess?"

Rory choked on the water she had been sipping. "What? Mom, I'm not pregnant!"

"I know that, but, theoretically."

"I don't know, I guess I'd just make him dinner or something, and then tell him that I needed to tell him something after dinner, then just tell him."

"You make it sound so easy," Lorelai said as she looked down again.

"That's because it is easy, Mom. You need to tell Luke, like, tonight."

"Ok, I know you're right. But, tonight? It seems a little soon."

"When did you find out?"

"Um... Last week."

"Now's the perfect time to tell him, Mom. It's not too late, but not too early that you're not sure."

"Huh."

"So, you're doing it? Tonight?"

"Tonight," Lorelai said, nodding. "Hey, don't you have an appointment with Darcy now?" she asked, glancing at the clock on the wall.

"Oh, crap, I do! Alright, well, congrats again, Mom, and tell Luke tonight, ok?" Rory said as she hugged her best friend. She felt Lorelai nod into her shoulder. Rory walked to the door quickly, closing it behind her quietly.

Jess sat on the bed with his laptop on his lap, typing furiously. He had almost forgotten to grab the napkins he had been writing on earlier that morning when Rory had banished him away from breakfast. He practically sprinted down the stairs and just barely stopped Luke from throwing them away. He glanced down at the napkin again, remembering his train of thought and continuing to type. He had his iPod headphones in, Duran Duran blaring loudly. It was his favorite writing music. He was so absorbed in the music and his writing that he didn't even notice the door open, the exasperated sighs, or the small brunette sitting next to him on the bed. She 'hmphed' again, and realized that he didn't notice her. She moved to sit behind him and slowly removed one of his headphones; he barely stirred, he was so focused. Rory started to massage his shoulders lightly, and he began to relax.

"What are you working on?" She breathed into his ear quietly.

"Oh, just an end to my book," Jess answered as he continued to type, his focus dwindling.

"Oh?" Rory started to leave a light trail of kisses along his neck.

"Mhm," he murmured, trying to turn his focus back to the paragraph he had been working on. However, when he felt Rory slowly start to kiss the skin behind his ear and near his pulse point, he was a goner. He clicked 'Save' quickly before snapping the laptop closed and turning to capture Rory's lips in a heated kiss.

He pulled back, frowning. "You, Rory Gilmore, are quite the distraction."

Rory smiled guiltily. "Am I?"

"Yes, you are," he replied, turning around and letting her massage his shoulders again. He closed his eyes, savoring in the relaxation that Rory always seemed to provide for him. He moaned softly when she went to work on a particularly tight part of his shoulder. "So, how was the meeting with Darcy about guests?"

"Oh, great. We got the whole list planned!"

"Really?" Jess asked, his eyes snapping open. "How many people are on it?"

"About 25."

"Wow, talk about an intimate wedding."

"Hey, it'll be nice. I thought you said you didn't want a huge wedding."

"Oh, I don't. It's just nice that you remembered at all. Who is on the list?"

"My mom and Luke, your mom and TJ, Sookie and Jackson and their kids, Lane and Zach and their kids, my grandparents, and the townspeople. Oh, and Matt."

Jess smiled, turning his head to kiss her softly. "You remembered."

"Of course, he's your best friend, silly."

"Well, yeah," Jess admitted. "That guest list sounds perfect. Great job, babe. Who knew that you could be so organized?" Jess teased lightly.

Rory swatted him on the chest. "Hey, shut up, I'm an extremely organized person!"

"Oh, I know you are, Ror." Jess said, laughing.

"Then why are you making fun of me?" Rory asked angrily. She could feel her face beginning to flush and her nostrils starting to flare.

"Because you're so sexy when you're angry." Jess admitted, looking up at her from under his long eyelashes.

Rory glared at him. "Are you serious?"

Jess nodded, moving closer to her, just inches from her face.

Rory couldn't focus when he was that close, his smell was intoxicating. It messed with her senses, blurring the line of actual reality and dreams. He parted his lips as he continued to lean in, speaking softly.

"Come on, Ror, don't be angry," he murmured. "You know I was just messing around." He was now less than an inch away from her, his lips hovering just over hers.

Rory couldn't stand being mad at him, she realized as she leaned in to kiss him deeply, weaving her fingers through his unruly hair. He smiled, knowing he had just won this 'fight', and that they would probably have many more like this in the future. It was a happy thought.

Rory sighed as she pulled away, laying her head on his chest as he sat back against the headboard.

"Hey Jess?"

"Hmm?"

"I love you."

"I love you, too, Rory." Jess answered as he kissed the top of her head, smiling. "We have a cake tasting tomorrow, you know."

"Mmm, cake," Rory said quietly before drifting off into a peaceful sleep.

Jess laughed. "You have such a one-track mind," he whispered quietly to himself, closing his eyes as well.

Rory and Jess walked into the bakery, their fingers laced, smiling. They saw Darcy at the counter, and she waved them over.

"Hello you two," she greeted happily.

"Hey."

"Hi."

"So, shall we get started here?" Darcy asked.

Rory nodded vigorously. Jess laughed and smiled.

Darcy pointed to an area behind the counter. "Right this way, then."

Rory was bouncing up and down happily as they walked in the direction of the tasting room, and Jess just watched her with a slight smirk on his face. She reminded him so much of the child in his dream, Lori. His child. His and Rory's child. It was hard to wrap his head around the fact that that dream could come true relatively soon.

Rory pulled him to the table, squealing when she saw all the options laid out before them. She rubbed her hands together in excitement.

"So, what would you like to start with? We have the vanilla, the chocolate, the red velvet, lemon, raspberry, marble, pumpkin..."

Rory thought, then quickly decided. "Chocolate, please." Darcy slid a plate over to both Rory and Jess, and Rory immediately took a huge bite. "Oh my God, this is absolutely fantastic. Next, please."

They went through every flavor on the table: fruits, marbles, cheesecakes, three types of red velvet, coconut, everything imaginable. Rory sat back and sighed happily, looking at the vast array of plates around her. She looked over to Jess and he shrugged, telling her that she could decide. Rory thought for a long time, but her mind kept coming back to the first cake she tried, the chocolate.

"Jess, what did you like?" Darcy asked.

"I liked the chocolate, the coconut, and I really liked the lemon."

"Ok... Rory, what about you?"

"The same, actually. But, maybe not the lemon so much. Fruity cakes aren't really my style."

"Right. Well, we could do a cake that was two tiers chocolate, two tiers coconut."

Rory looked at Darcy, her jaw dropping. "Are you serious? We could do that?"

"Absolutely."

Rory looked at Jess, seeing that he was also smiling at the proposition of this fantastic sounding dessert. He locked eyes with her and nodded.

"That sounds perfect, Darcy. I think we just made our decision."

"Wonderful. And how do you want this cake decorated?"

"Uh... I don't really know."

"Well, I have a few style options in mind..." Darcy said as she pulled out her wedding binder. She grabbed a few sheets of paper from the middle of the 'Jess&Rory' section, then laid them down on the table. "We have this here, a simple white frosting with blue and brown accents, sugar gardenias, and a lovely tier shape."

Rory nodded, signaling for Darcy to continue.

"Or, we have this one, which is a kind of blue and brown argyle all over the cake. Much more modern, but wouldn't necessarily match the wedding."

Rory looked thoughtfully at the picture, trying to imagine the scene in her mind. This cake wasn't in it. She shook her head.

"We also have this one with a lovely paisley kind of pattern all over the cake; very classic. There is also the option of alternating the pattern for every other layer, to make the cake look less busy."

The moment Rory saw the cake, it clicked. She loved everything about it, it was perfect for her vision. She also loved that the pattern would be alternated. "Yes. This is perfect. Jess, don't you think this is the perfect cake for us?"

Jess looked at the picture carefully, examining every detail before answering. "You're right, Ror. It is perfect. I love it. You want to do this one?"

"Yes, please." Rory said as she nodded quickly.

"Alright, then I will make the order," Darcy said as she took the piece of paper with their order to the head baker.

Jess grabbed Rory's hand from across the table, smiling.

"We just picked out our wedding cake," Rory said in an astonished voice.

"I know." Jess said in return, soothing her with the circles he was rubbing on her hand.

"I can't believe that we're actually doing this."

"I can."

Rory looked at Jess, her eyes wide. "You can?"

"Yeah."

"Really?"

"Yes, really."

"How?"

"Rory, I know I've never told you this before, but... I've been in love with you from the first moment I saw you. We clicked. I was just a bad boy trying to be good, and you were like the answer to my prayers. Luke told me to stay away from you, and that just made me want to spend more time with you. When we were friends, and you were still with Dean, I knew that I had to break the two of you up. It was killing me that you were with him. So, I set to work on my little plan, which you and I know about, to break up you and Dean. When it worked, and then we were together, I knew that you were the one for me, and I also knew that I could see myself spending the rest of my life with you."

Rory wiped the tears away from her eyes as she smiled up at him. "Really?"

"Really." Jess said before leaning in to kiss her. He pulled away slowly, looking Rory in the eyes. "That's why I know that we're going to be great together. And that's how I believe that we're actually doing this."

"Oh, Jess," Rory whispered before kissing him again.