Disclaimer: I don't own them, and although I'm ticked off at ASP for getting rid of Jess, I now have a new respect for her for having to write as many episodes as she does, and all in good time. Phew, big run-on sentence.

A/N: Okay, I'm begging for you guys to forgive me! I know I have been sucking as an updater, this is true, however if you'll just bear with me, I promise it will get better. It's already getting better, it'll just take me a little bit of time to catch up and update everything! But the good news is, by the end of July I WILL finish Whatever You Say, so that's one less story I'll have to worry about updating!

But I had this story almost ready, just the ending left to type, and of course that was when the power chose to go out on me, so I lost it, because I'm stupid and I hadn't saved it yet, soo, I had to rewrite the whole chapter, and I figured since you waited so long, I wanted to try to make it as perfect as I could.

Okay, thank you so much to all my reviewers!! You were all so great! Also,

upon reading the posted story I realized how much of that head/heart

conversation I put in there! Wow, I assure you it was never supposed to be that

long! If I use the head/heart thing again, I'll make it much much shorter than that! I didn't even mean to make the chapter that long, when I saw it was over 9,000 words I almost passed out!

~laura mariano:Sorry about the second hand thing, with Chris and Jess I really

just wanted them to like each other, but I wasn't sure of what they would talk

about, it's not like they could talk like just normal guy friends because both

guys knew Jess liked Rory. What do you talk to the guy who is just like you, but

also happens to be falling for your daughter, about? I wasn't sure. Yes, the

debates were too long(but I already said that,so now I'm repeating myself) I

wanted to keep the Jess/Richard thing kinda short, because somehow I would've

went over the top(I have that much faith in myself:) and I didn't think of the

whole 'it doesn't matter what he says it's a huge favor' thing until the very

end of the story, and by then I had already written so much that I didn't want

to go back and rewrite it adding many more sarcastic and rude not to mention

eventful moments. And I figured it was pretty much assumed that Dean would

resemble a cartoon upon seeing Jess and Rory's extended kiss. Thanks, I really

enjoyed your review!:)

~Alece: Don't worry, my evil plan is to torture Dean;) I'm so not nice, but I

wanted her to still be taken in this little situation that way Rory would be

spending all this time with Jess, and Dean would be getting madder and madder,

and his hate for Jess could grow and grow, and maybe by the time Rory's ready to

surrender to her feelings for Jess, Dean will have a spontaneous combustion!

Wow, I'm really not liking Dean today. Thanks for reviewing! And I really REALLY

thank you for pointing out that it's a fanfic so she doesn't have to be so in

character because it's amazingly hard to get people to feel that way!! So again,

thank you!

LitJunkie

Samantha: You're so cool! Just wanted to tell you that, and I'm glad you found that visual as funny as I did, because I could barely type it, lol, Jess and Chris doing the fan dance!! And yeah, I usually don't like Chris either, but any friend of Jess is a friend of mine! :) And I like the idea of some parental unit liking Jess (although MY own dad hates him (and he's not even realt!), so Chris was probably a strange person for me to have like him...) But I'm me!

Also: there are a lot of people that pointed out how lengthy the head/heart

conversation was, read the laura mariano note. Sorry about that!

And sorry in advance to Angel Monroe, I feel bad taking an eternity to update, THEN when I finally do, you're out of town! Sorry!

Wow, that was the longest a/n ever, anyway, Thanks to my reviewers, I love you ALL, all all, all! And I swear, if this a/n didn't already take about 10 pages up, I would name each and every one of you wonderful people!!! Hey! Something to look for in the next chap!

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I was working at the diner, as promised, when I saw Dean came in. He looked at me and went to a table.

"Hey, Jess..." I trailed off.

Jess glanced at Dean, "Sure, I suppose you could take a break." he said with a smirk.

I smirked, "Gee, thanks, boss." I put down my notepad and walked over to Dean. "Hi,"

"Hey," he replied.

"Can I sit?" I asked cautiously.

"Of course."

I sat down, "So..."

"How was the dance?"

"It was okay." I said. "I mean, my feet hurt from the heels and I'm never going to fan dance again, but, I guess it wasn't that bad." I said.

"Really? Because you seemed to really enjoy it." he said, annoyed.

"Dean-"

"I mean, the dance, the KISS, you really didn't seem to mind." he said. "In fact, you seemed to enjoy it, possibly MORE than Jess did!"

"Dean, I didn't- you knew it was a rule. You knew I had to kiss Jess, it wasn't like it was optional." I played innocent.

"No, you're right, the quick kiss was optional, but see, I'm thinking that when he went to pull away from you and you pulled him BACK in to kiss you again, I'm thinking that was optional."

"Maybe we should go outside." I suggested.

"Why? Don't want your make out partner to hear?" he spat back.

"Dean, that's not fair."

"No, kissing Jess wasn't fair." he said, "Complaining about it, that's fair."

I sighed, "I didn't kiss him because I wanted to." I said.

"No, I'm sure his lips just had a magnetic attraction to yours."

"Dean, it was just-"

"Is it like a bug in one of those bug lights? You just couldn't resist?"

"I told you, I didn't- I could resist him. I didn't want to kiss him." I lied.

"You mean kind of like you didn't want to kiss me?" he asked, sounding almost deflated.

I suddenly felt very guilty, "I did want to kiss you."

"I could tell. I mean, you make out with Jess for like an hour, I swear, your grandfather actually woke up from the length of the kiss.But then you go to kiss me, and within about a tenth of a second you pull away. That makes me feel REALLY important." he said, sarcastically.

"I didn't make out with Jess," I lied, "It was just a quick, unimportant kiss. And I did kiss you, I just didn''t want to make out in front of...in front of-"

"In front of Jess." he supplied.

"No! In front of my dad." I lied again.

"You made out with Jess in front of your dad, that wasn't a problem! Hell, I think your dad likes Jess more than he likes ME!" he said.

Just then, like clockwork, Jess came over. "Do you guys need anything?" he asked with a smirk.

"No." Dean snapped.

"You sure?" he pressed.

"We're fine Jess, thanks." I said.

"'Kay, we're getting kind of busy." he said.

"I'll be there in just a minute." I promised.

"Good, because I'm not really looking forward to taking Miss Patty's order."

"I swear, I'll be there in one minute." I said, "I'll take her order."

He looked at a very annoyed Dean, "Okay. Bye, Bagboy." he walked away.

"I hate him." Dean said.

"I know you do." I admitted.

"Well, YOU must not hate him too much." he said, somewhat bitterly.

"Dean, come on. It was JUST a kiss."

"Okay, it was just a kiss, so you're telling me that if it would've been me instead of you, and some girl kissed me, and I did what you did with Jess, that would be okay? If the roles were reversed, you wouldn't mind?"

"No, if you had to go to...well, not a ball, but something, and I couldn't be your partner, and it was a RULE, then no, I would not mind." I told him.

"Okay then, I guess it's just me." he said standing up.

"Dean," I stood up.

"Bye, Rory, maybe I'll see you later."

"Dean, come on,"

He ignored me and continued to walk to the door, once he got there, he glanced back just long enough to glare at Jess, and he walked out.

I stared at the door for a second. Well, that went just great. I sighed and saw Jess coming over to me.

"If you want to go after him, I can take Miss Patty's order." he told me.

I was kind of surprised by his offer, he wants to help me make things better with Dean? "No thanks, I already said I would," I said.

"You sure?" he asked.

I smiled, "Yeah, but thanks for offering."

He smirked, "That's how you can thank me," he said pointing to Miss Patty's table.

I rolled my eyes playfully and took the pen and notepad out of his hand. I went over to Miss Patty's table. "Hi, Miss Patty,"

"Rory, darling, how was the ball?"

"Well, Prince Charming swept me off my feet." I joked.

She smiled, "Yes, they have a tendency to do that. That's how I met Sinjin, though. How was Dean? Did you guys get the dance to go well?"

"Oh, um, no, actually didn't you see Dean's broken arm?"

"No. He has a broken arm?" she asked, surprised.

"Yes,"

"How did I not know that?" she asked herself more than me, "That's what I get for flirting with James Dean when your boyfriend's in here."

I bit my lip to keep from laughing, poor Jess.

"So, then how did you go?"

"Um, I had a different escort." I answered.

"Cute?" she asked.

I stole a secret glance to Jess, "Uh, it was Jess actually."

"Jess?" she asked, "Jess went to a ball?"

"Yep,"

"In a tux?"

"Yep," I replied.

"Ooh, I'd pay to see that," she said grinning at Jess, "Do you have pictures?"

"Yes, I do." I smiled, "I'll show them to you sometime."

"Oh, you're an angel."

I chuckled, "Did you want something to eat?"

"Let's see, I'll take..."

When I finished taking her order I went over to Jess, "Well, Prince Charming, I hear Miss Patty's been flirting with you."

"Yes, she's a crazy old woman." he said.

"No, she's not, she's just a flirt." I replied.

"Yeah, well, she's weird." he said.

"Why? 'Cause she flirted with you?" I asked teasingly, "That doesn't make her crazy, that makes her human" I said. Cue the jaw in my brain dropping, did I just say that?

He raised an eyebrow, "Really?" he asked with a smirk.

"Well, yeah...'cause everyone flirts, or most everyone that is. I mean, I'm sure some people don't flirt, because some people shouldn't flirt. But, um - I'm coming Kirk," I called to Kirk, "I've gotta go get- yeah." I said to Jess. Then made a beeline to Kirk. Leaving Jess with a smirk on his face.

"I didn't ask for anything," Kirk said.

"Yes, you did, be quiet and order." I said.

"But, Mother already made me-"

"Order and I'll get you a new 'Jan and Dean' record." I said.

"I'll take grilled cheese." he said quickly.

"With or without crust?" I asked, scribbling in the notepad.

"Mother always cuts the crust off of my grilled cheese," he said as if it were common sense and I should've known that.

"Oh, okay,"

"And my peanut butter and jelly,"

"Okay, Kirk, without crust it is."

"And my bologna, although she doesn't like to make bologna, I never get bologna, Mother says -"

"Kirk, there will be no crust." I promised him.

"Are you sure? Because crust gives me a rash."

I went over to Jess, "Please get me a grilled cheese sandwich with NO crust before I pull Kirk's hair."

"No,"

"What?" I looked up at him,

"Well, I'd like to see you pull Kirk's hair. I can see it now," he points to the middle of the diner, "Kirk's over there on the floor while you're pulling his hair, and he's crying like a little girl while he also kicks and waves his arms around wildly like a little kid whose parents won't get him the toy he wants. It's very funny, go ahead, I'll cover the orders for you."

"Oh, you're hilarious." I said flatly.

"I know," he nodded solemnly, "It's a fault, I try not to be."

I smiled, "Will you get my grilled cheese Drew Carey?"

"Aw, come on, aren't there any cuter comedians?" he asked.

"Well, someone's head's big today." I said, "I wouldn't try to leave the diner if I were you, your head might not fit through the door." I teased.

"Well, if I'm stuck here, you are too. Haha." he said.

"Nuh uh, my head's not big." I said.

"That's okay, you have to stay anyway."

"Not fair."

"Life's not fair."

"Very profound." I nodded.

"Yep,"

"So, in case your head DOES get too big to fit through the door, why exactly am I staying here?"

"Well," he said, pretending to be seriously condsidering, "You'd have to stay here to flirt with me and keep my head big."

I blushed, "Who says I'd flirt with you?"

"Well, you're human, aren't you?" he said, pretending to be conceded.

"I've created a monster." I said.

"This is true Victor Frankenstein." he agreed, "But it's soo easy to do, I mean, look at me," he continued.

"I was looking at you all night last night, the only thing that's changed is no tux."

He raised an eyebrow, "You were doing more than looking," he smirked at my reddening cheeks.

"Hey people!" Mom called out coming into the diner, "I need coffee!"

I was thankful for the interruption, "Hi, Mom, where's Dad?" I asked.

"He's dragging behind me, some people have no energy." she shook her head.

I poured her a cup of coffee, "There, oh wait," I changed into a stoic look and a gruff voice, "That's going to kill you."

"Thank you, coffee would not have been the same without that." Mom smiled.

"I know," I said in my normal voice.

"Hey, kiddo," Dad greeted me walking in with a smile,

"Dad," I hugged him, "Hi,"

He looked down and tugged at my apron, "How very Donna Reed-ish of you."

"His fault." I pointed to Jess.

"Aw, Jess, you got Rory -a Gilmore girl- in an apron?" he smiled.

"What can I say? I'm good." Jess nodded.

"You're not the only one who can get her in an apron." Mom butted in.

Dad and Jess looked at her. Oh, please don't bring this up. "Mom..."

"Dean did," she said, ignoring me.

"Wow," Jess glanced at me.

"It was not because HE wanted me to, I mean, he didn't want me to, I was just dressing up, or something."

"I was just saying," she replied.

"Huh, I shouldn't be surprised, I can see him liking that concept." Jess retorted.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Mom asked.

"I can just see him liking the whole housewife, barefoot-and-pregnant type, dinner on the table every night thing, it seems very him." he said, "Personally I think it's a little much, but I can see bagboy liking that idea. Might want to but stock in red lipstick and heels." he directed to me.

"I am not the red lipstick and heels type, I'm only playing dress up for you now, because you did last night."

"Wow, that so calls for a dirty!" Mom said.

"You're sick-minded," I pointed at her, "You're big-headed," I pointed to Jess, "And you're nice to them both." I pointed to Dad as I pouted.

"Oh, he can do that but I can't?" Mom pointed to Jess in mock-offense.

"Jess doesn't say dirty," I pointed out.

"No, he just makes crude comments about going undercover, but said comment has absolutely nothing to do with police work." she said.

"I know, but HIS was funny, because it wasn't directed at me, yours was directed at me."

"But his was directed at me."

"But you're not me,"

"But you're my mini-me."

"This conversation officially makes no sense," Dad said.

"Most of their conversations end up that way." Jess said.

"That's true," Dad agreed.

"Hi; we're insulted." Mom said.

"Our conversations always make sense." I defended.

"Right, she said your comment had nothing to do with her, but I said it did, she said it didn't but I pointed out that it did because she's my mini-me so it would obviously have connection to her, too. So, you see, I was right."

"Okay, so ramble, ramble, mini-me, ramble, you're right and the world makes sense again?" Dad said.

"Exactly," she nodded, "See, he gets it," she said to Jess.

"It took me over 17 years, give the kid a couple months at least." Dad said.

"True, to the outside world we're probably very nonsensical people." I admitted.

"But what outside world? We are all that matters. The world revolves around me, remember?" Mom said.

"Right, I keep forgetting."

"It's that Chilton, they're sticking things in your mind that aren't important, so you don't remember things like this."

"Right, unimportant things like Physics, and Obscure Russian Poetry."I said.

"Exactly, who needs to know those things when you forget that I am queeon of the universe?"

"Wow, a second ago it was just the world, now it's the universe?" I asked.

"Miniscule detail." she said.

"Fine, but can I at least be your co-queen?" I asked her.

"Of course, what's a queen without her co-queen?"

"It's like Danish without coffee." I said.

"Lucy without Ethel."

"Luke without a backwards baseball cap." I added.

"It's just not right." she concluded.

We heard a 'honey' from one of the tables. It was Miss Patty, hoping to get Jess for a refill of coffee, with a side of flirting.

I smiled, he looked at me, "I hereby promise that I will take care of Patty everytime that I'm here and she wants to flirt with you." I said.

"Good girl," he said, "Now smooth out your apron and go take the order." he teased.

I swatted him on the arm, "Yes, sir." I mock saluted, and walked over to Miss Patty.

"Aw, I was hoping to get Jess' attention." she said.

"He wanted to come over here, but my dad's talking to him, so, I had to. He says hi, though." I lied.

"Well, when he's not so busy, will you send him over here?" she asked as I refilled her cup.

"I promise. When he's not so busy, I'll send him over." I nodded and walked over to Jess. "I suggest you stay busy for the rest of your life." I said.

"Why?" he asked.

"Because, I have to keep my promises." I said.

He looked confusedly at my dad to see if he had any idea what I was talking about.

"When in doubt, just nod and agree." Dad advised.

"Miss Patty was torturing Jess wasn't she?" Mom guessed.

"No. Yeah, actually she was."

"Ha! I was right again."

"That was obvious." I protested.

"But I was right, I am always right."

"You are not, I'm right more than you are."

"That's not true. Like what about that one time?"

"What are you talking about?" I asked.

"That time, when you said...the thing...and I said...the other thing and I was right and you were wrong." she said.

"You are so making that up." I said.

"Nuh uh, remember the time?"

"No, because you can't remember something that never happened in the first place." I told her.

"I'm right more than you are." she said.

"No, you're not."

We both crossed our arms, "I'm right more, right Chris/Jess?" we said in unison.

Both men glanced at each other, then faced us and nodded. "Yes."

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A/N: Someone help me, I'm in a BB mood right now, because I was reading 'I Love You, You Idiot' and now I'm having a problem with BB syndrome, but I'm a JJ so this is not good. Anyhoo, PLEASE REVIEW!! You all rock! And you'll all get your own mentions in the next chapter because you so deserved them in this one! And I swear I won't taka as long as I did, I didn't realize it had been so long. So, in summation, I suck, I'm sorry, please review, you rock, I won't take so long next time! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW!! Thanky thanky! :)

Lane WILL REALLY be in next chap, I completely forgot I was supposed to put her in, and I didn't want another 9,000 worder, so next chap: LANE!!