Rory sat in her room at 10'o'clock at night reading. It had been a week since the little episode in the park, and she hadn't seen Jess since. Loralei had put her under house arrest, though she had been bringing over visitors. Rory suspected that the main function of the visitors were to make her forget about Jess. There had been Lane, and Paris, and her grandparents had brought soup (they had been told that Rory was sick), but the visitor that disturbed her most was Dean. Her mom had invited Dean over, probably hoping to get them back together. Dean had seemed to be no longer mad at Rory, although he looked and talked to her like she was a mental patient.

"It's ok, Rory, We'll get him out of your life." Dean had said, smiling.

"I don't want him out of my life...I miss him...I need him." Rory had protested defiantly, but Dean had just kept smiling and shaking his head sadly. Rory was convinced that everyone had gone crazy. She turned her thoughts back to her book, until she heard a tapping sound at her window. Cautiously, she got up from her bed and crept over to it. When she saw who it was, she threw up the window, and dragged him inside. She clung her arms around him like she was clinging on for dear life, and buried her head in his neck.

"Happy to see me?" Jess asked, slightly amused.

"God, yes." Rory told him, loosening her grip a bit, "I thought that I might never see you again, that you'd gone off and gotten some new girlfriend or something." She lead him over to her bed and sat down.

"I wouldn't do that to you, Rory. I...well, I don't really know what I feel, but I know that I've never felt like this with any other girl before. It's like, sex isn't enough. I can't just sleep with you, or anyone, and make it go away. I think I love you, Rory." Jess said, quietly.

"What?" Rory asked, in a whisper.

"I'm in love with you, and it's killing me, because I'm not used to needing anything. I'm not supposed to care about anything this much. It's bad for my image." Jess shrugged. Rory stared at him for a moment.

"It would be nice if you would maybe, say something." Jess told her, taking her hand. Rory took a deep breath.

"I think...I think I love you too." She said simply. Jess leaned over and kissed her, hard enough to take her breath away. It got harder and deeper, and Jess brought his hands up to her breasts. He kissed her neck, making her moan. Jess pulled away, and stood up.

"Fuck!" He muttered, going over to the window. Rory was hurt.

"What?" She asked, sounding a little bit pissed. Jess turned around and looked at her. Then he sank to the floor with his back up against the wall.

"I don't know what to do with you, Rory." He replied, not taking his eyes off her. Rory was confused.

"Excuse me?" She asked, irritated, "You don't know what to do with me?" She crossed her arms. Jess almost smiled, but thought better of it.

"You...You're not like anybody else...like Shane, or anyone. With them I never had to worry about what to do. It was always like, Hey Jess, here I am, come take me. And I did. But with you..." He trailed off, not knowing what to say.

"But with me, what?" Rory demanded. Jess looked up at her again.

"But with you, it's different. I can't just...and I don't even know if I want to, because you're so amazing, and Luke's right, I don't want to spoil you. You're perfect just the way you are, little innocent Rory, and that's part of who I love." He finished, leaning his head back against the wall. Rory made a decision then and there. Little innocent Rory? She'll show him little and innocent. She got up from the bed, stood in front of Jess and declared,

"Hey, Jess. Here I am. Come take me." Jess shook his head.

"You don't know what you're saying Rory." He told her. Rory grabbed his hand, and pulled him to his feet.

"I know exactly what I'm saying, "Rory announced, " And I want you to take me now, Jess. And if you don't because you're to worried about "spoiling me", then I'll march over to New York and find your cool New York friends, and tell them that you had a chance to fuck me and you didn't. Then you'll be shamed." Jess looked amused.

"Now I have cool New York friends?" He asked, smiling.

"Yah, and your reputation will be ruined. You will no longer be suave, apathetic Jess Mariano. You'll be....you'll be...Dean." Rory spat at him. She knew that that would get him going. Or, at least she hoped it would. It worked.

"God Dammit, Rory!" Jess said to her, and her grabbed her around the waist and pulled her to him. He kissed her so hard, it nearly took her breath away, and he started to lift up her shirt.

"Wait." Rory whispered. She went to the door of her room, listened to it for a second, but then pulled it open and led Jess out into the dark hallway.

"Where are we going?" He whispered loudly. Rory put her finger to his lips and mouthed "My mother." Then she led Jess down the stairs and into the basement...