A/N: I love you all. Hope this makes up for the slower updates.

Also the revival trailer...if you haven't watched it yet...well why not? There's even a Literati scene in there. Go watch.

"Yeah," Rory said in surprise. "Sure. Come in, Jess."

He nodded once as he entered the large dorm room. His eyes scanned around the walls, surveying. "It's different than the last one."

Rory shut the door and followed not too far but not too close behind him. The mention of her previous dorm made her think things she didn't want to think of. Not here with him in the room especially. "Yeah, it is."

He turned to face her, stuffing his hands in his pockets. She watched him curiously, wondering why he was here. He didn't offer any explanations so she was stuck.

"What are you doing here?" She finally asked.

"Just wanted to come see you," he said.

She eyed him curiously. "Why?"

"Just wanted to," he shrugged.

"Jess," she sighed and rubbed her forehead. "I don't have time for these games."

"Is Logan waiting for you?" He asked with a tilt of the head.

"Logan?" She asked in disbelief. "How do you know about -"

"Him?" He finished and she nodded slowly. "Let's just say I overheard a conversation I wasn't supposed to hear. Luke and your mom really should check a room out next time."

She turned her head down and he could hear her whisper damn it. When she looked back at him, she seemed unreadable. "Is that why you're here? You heard about me and Logan?"

"From what I hear, there is no you and Logan," he said. "It sounds like just sex."

"Is that a problem?" She crossed her arms.

"No," he shook his head with a small pout. "Just...doesn't sound like you but you go right ahead and have meaningless sex."

"What gives you the right?" She accused. "You overhear my mom talking to Luke, you come strolling to Yale and now you're making these comments as if you know me so well? Screw you."

"I do know you," he said, unaffected by her words.

She scoffed. "You don't. You may think you do but you don't."

"I know your studying habits," he said. "I know you prefer coffee to tea and you make pro/con lists when you can't make a decision. You like mashed potatoes when you're sick and you hate fake sugar in your coffee. You carry a book with you in your purse and you would rather eat a burger than foie gras anyday."

"So?" She said when he took a breath. He looked like he wanted to continue but she didn't let him. "You know things about me, Jess. You don't actually know me."

"I know you're scared of being left," he told her. "Because your dad left your mom and she raised you alone and he barely has a part in your life. I know how you feel about your dad having a new family and I know that even though you'd never tell your mom this, you worry if she has another kid, she'll be so occupied with the new one and won't have time for you."

"How did you -" she cut herself off. She'd never told him that.

"I know you," he repeated.

Jess walked himself closer to her, hands out of his pocket. Her arms stayed crossed as he touched them. She refused to look at him, especially that close to her.

"You have no right to pass judgement on me," she whispered but then spoke louder, finally looking at him. "You were already sleeping with someone else by the next time I saw you after that night."

He dropped his hands and shook his head. "I know but -"

"But what?" She countered as she stepped away from him. "How is it okay for you to sleep with whoever you want but me? If I do it, it's some huge mistake and you think you have the right to come tell me what to do after not speaking to me for months!"

"It's not okay for me!" His tone matched hers and it stunned her. She stepped back in surprise. He calmed his voice down with a deep breath. "That's what I'm trying to tell you. It wasn't me. I don't know what I was doing. It was stupid. I was stupid."

"You were," she agreed. "But it still doesn't justify you barging in here like this."

"When I heard you moved on, I think it really hit me," he said. "That I could lose you or the idea of you and I hated the idea of this other guy with you. And what if i just sat around and left you alone? What if you fell in love with this guy and his casual ways led to hurting you?"

"It shouldn't matter if you lose me," she said. "You never had me to begin with."

"Rory -"

"Don't 'Rory' me!" She shouted, angry again. "I wanna know why you think you can do this to me. I didn't ask for you to come and you don't have the right to question my dating choices or lack thereof. So why are you here?"

"Because I'm in love with you!" He shouted back.

Rory blinked, surprised. She counted the seconds. Jess' face seemed just as surprised as hers, his chest puffing with the anger that led him to shout this confession. His breathing slowed down and she felt hers speed up.

"What?" She finally managed to ask.

"I'm in love with you," he repeated at his normal volume.

She shook her head. "You can't. You don't."

"I wouldn't tell you I did if I didn't," he replied.

Her anger flared back. "You can't do this! You can't just come here and tell me you love me and expect me to fall for it! Especially not just because there's another guy involved."

"I'm not expecting anything," he said. "Just like you didn't expect anything."

"That isn't fair," she said.

"It is fair," he told her. "Because when you told me you loved me, I couldn't stop thinking about it. Then I went back to New York and I broke off whatever it was I had with Shane and -"

"You and Shane broke up?" She questioned.

He watched her. "You didn't know?"

She shook her head fast. "No. How could I know?"

"I called you," he said. "I left you a message. Didn't you listen to it?"

"No," she admitted regrettably. "Should I?"

"Damn it," he murmured to himself but then spoke louder for her. "That's why you never called back. That's why you didn't respond."

"Jess?" She watched him as he connected pieces of information she didn't have together.

"Didn't you wonder why I didn't call on your birthday?" He asked. "Or did you just not care or waved it off?"

"I assumed you forgot," she said. "I mean, it'd be easy to and considering how your birthday went, I figured you'd avoid me."

"Shit, Rory, I wish you'd listened to the message," he said. "I told you how I felt about you. And that if you didn't want to start anything with me or you wanted me to leave you alone, I would. I told you to just not reply to that message and I'd know."

"Oh," she said softly.

"Yeah," he agreed. "Oh."

"I thought you hated me," she said. "For putting you on the spot with my confession then leaving. I figured you'd go back to Shane and New York and forget about me."

"How could I ever forget about you?" He said as he stepped closer to her again. "I haven't been able to stop thinking about you since Florida."

"Really?" Rory couldn't help the hopefulness that was in her voice. He nodded. "Me, too."

"So we've established that you love me and I love you," Jess said.

She half smiled in agreement but it quickly faded as she remembered she was technically in an agreement kind of relationship. "What happens now then?"

"Well, I was going to kiss you," he smirked the smirk she remembered so well.

Jess leaned in and had his hands on her waist, inching her closer. She put her hands on his chest. "Wait!"

"What?" He asked, worried.

"Logan," she said simply.

"Aren't you not dating?" He asked confused. "If you're not casual -"

"No, we are," she said. "We're casual. But -"

"But he's seeing other people?" he asked.

"Yes."

"And you're not tied to him only?"

"Well, no -"

"That's all I needed to hear," he said as his lips crashed to hers. Rory felt months of hurt and sadness fade away as he kissed her. She felt like finally...she was right. She felt whole.

When he pulled away, he stared into her eyes. His asked a silent question and to it, she said nothing. Rory kissed him back so fiercely that she couldn't stand anymore. She wrapped her legs around his waist as Jess carried her into her part of the dorm.

…

Rory walked as fast as she could into the room. She shut the door behind her with her bare foot and scrambled back to the bed as quick as she could despite the cup of coffee in her hand.

She took a sip before putting it on the table beside her bed and Jess resisted a laugh. Of course she needed coffee. "Good?"

"Delicious," she smiled as she leaned forward to kiss him lightly on the lips.

"Thanks but I was talking about the coffee," he smirked wider.

She grinned. "Sorry to break it to you but I meant the coffee."

"Huh," he said, smirk still in place. "Guess I got to see what I can to change that."

"I guess you do," she agreed.

"Ready when you are," his hands fiddled with the hem of his shirt that she put on.

"Mmm," she shook her head. "After I finish my coffee. I'm not letting it go cold."

"So heat it up," he told her.

She gasped. "Heat up coffee? No. It's best when hot. That's like telling me to reheat my French fries."

"Now you're talking crazy," he commented. "Reheated French fries suck. The only improvement is salt and pepper."

"Finally something we agree on," she smiled.

"We agree that what we just did was fun," he pointed out with another smirk.

"I did not comment on that," Rory said. "Besides, you still have work to do."

"If the work is anything like that, I'm in," he said.

She blushed and grabbed her coffee to hide it. After a long, hot sip, she put it back down and asked what she needed to ask. "So. What happens now?"

"I was kind of hoping you'd tell Logan that the agreement is over," he only half-joked.

"Does that mean this is actually something?" She wondered. She couldn't take it if it wasn't again.

"If you want it to be," Jess answered.

Rory was almost hesitant to reply. "I want it to be. If you do. Do you?"

"I can't do this anymore," he said. "This whole 'I'm in love with you but we're not together' or worse, the friends things again. I'm done pretending you don't mean what you mean to me."

"Me too," she smiled softly. She couldn't deny how she felt when he said he was in love with her. "So...you're my boyfriend?"

Jess laughed. "As soon as you tell that other guy, yeah. If you want me to be."

"I do," she said. "And I will tell him. As soon as I can. My classes are done for the day but you've kinda preoccupied me from leaving just a bit."

"I plan on preoccupying you some more," he smirked.

"Do you?" She grinned. "It may have to wait."

She climbed off the bed and grabbed her coffee, taking a huge gulp that emptied out the contents. "What? Why?"

"I was thinking maybe I tell him now," she answered as she searched for her own clothes.

Jess moved over to the end of the bed and frowned. "And if he keeps you longer than intended?"

"He won't," she pulled her jeans on. "I'm just gonna go, say 'Logan, this thing we have is over' and leave. Nothing big."

"I don't trust him," he said but still got out of the bed and began to get dressed himself.

"You don't know him," she pointed out.

"The guy is okay with casual relationships," he said. "And that he's having one with you makes me know he's crazy because if I was him, I wouldn't want other girls on the side."

Rory smiled. "That's sweet but it's still something I have to do."

"I'm not disagreeing on that," he said as he finished getting dressed aside from his shirt, which Rory still wore. "I'm just saying how about me and you, we make the most of my time left?"

"You're leaving?" She almost scoffed. He said this was different and she believed him.

"Luke might be a little annoyed if I skip work again," he told her.

"Oh," she said. "Luke. Job. Right."

"I mean, I could tell him I'm staying at Yale and having mind blowing sex with his girlfriend's daughter," he said seriously.

Rory's face turned into one of horror. "No. You're right. You gotta go to work. I'm not sure the reactions to that will be as excited as ours."

"So are we a secret again?" He asked more serious than his last question.

"Not a secret," she shook her head as she walked closer to him. "Just I'd rather my mom hears it from me, you know? Especially when I know how upset she was that I was okay with this casual thing."

"She did sound pretty upset," he remembered her words in the apartment. "But I am glad she came because it led me to here."

"Me, too," she said.

Jess kissed her lightly then. "You know, I would have come eventually. I think she just gave me the push I needed."

"You better have come," she poked his chest with her index finger but kissed him again. "Okay, how about this? Let's go out. Maybe to a movie then we come back, order takeout and we'll recreate our earlier activities?"

"Deal," he said after he pretended to take some thought.

"Good," she grinned as she moved out of his arms.

"Hey, Rory?" He called out.

"Yeah?"

"I might need my shirt back if we're going out," he smirked.

"Oh," Rory looked down at herself. She had almost forgot she was wearing it, it was so comfortable. She pulled it over her head and gave it to him. "Here."

Jess laughed as she went into her closet for a new shirt. "You sure we can't just stay here first?"

"Not yet," she said. "Anticipation is well worth the waits, right?"

"For you?" He said. "Always."

She pulled a shirt on and kissed him again. "Jess, I'm happy right now."

"Me, too," he smiled back at her.

"Tomorrow, I tell Logan," she confirmed. "But now, come on, get the shirt on and let's go."

He let out another laugh. "Yes, ma'am."

They each grabbed their jackets and were out the door.