TITLE: Rory and Jess: The Early Years

AUTHOR: auzstar913

AUTHORS NOTE: Okay, so I love Jess. I really do. He is my secret husband, in fact, but since we cannot spread our love into the world, I've decided to write an R/J story. Because Dean is EVIL, and according to dodgerluvsrory he owns a SpongeBob glass. This is all about Rory and Jess, but since in this story their not together yet, this will probably be a long Rory and Jess story. Hmm, oh well, ho hum pig's bum (I'm Australian, bum is butt here). Oh yeah, and the 'Haunted Leg' never happened and never will. Happy reading.

DISCLAIMER: Well, I don't own Gilmore girls. But I sort of, kind of do own Jess since he is my secret husband. Ah…

RATING: PG-13

SUMMARY: The title says it all. They're not together yet, but they will be. I promise.

I just realized I'm not secretly married to Jess anymore. I've just told you all. CHAPTER ONE: NICK AND NORA/RORY AND JESS

Mom had said we were having company. Sookie was practically catering for crying out loud, but…did he have to be so good looking?

Well, yes.

We had talked. He had asked me to bail, which I had considered, for about two seconds when I realized how much Mom would kill me. The Dean thing didn't come to me until after he left.

Then there was the part where he had drawn a chalk outline of a dead body in front of Doose's Market. It was kind of funny.

Then he made Luke look like an ass at the town meeting, and after that I had given him a talking too, and then he met Dean.

How many times have we run into each other? Well, there was the sleigh ride, the care package, the Bid-A-Basket festival, the car crash, the skipping school to see him in New York because he didn't say goodbye, and oh yeah, did I mention I kissed him at Sookie's wedding?

Then I went to Washington, and Jess got a Shane, and I held onto my Dean. And now I'm in Luke's Diner gathering all my powers and trying extremely hard not to look at him while he works. And boy, does he look good.

"Can I get you something?" He asked.

"I'm fine," I said, holding up my coffee cup.

"Okay," he said walking away.

So, that's how things have been between us lately. Seven words per conversation. That damn kiss ruined everything, and it's really confusing me that after all that's happened, I still don't regret it.

"Rory!" Dean. I mean, Dean! Ugh, it does not work.

"Hey, Dean." He gave me our usual first kiss greeting, and I felt sot of bad doing it in front of Jess. But then I remembered he had a girlfriend, and I just let it go.

"So, where do you want to go?" Dean asked.

"Oh, I'm fine right here." I replied. Dean suddenly jerked his head in Jess's direction, and I got quite annoyed. "Dean, I'm fine." I enunciated.

"Well, I'm not. Let's go watch a movie or something," he pressed.

I stayed silent, sneaking glances at Jess. "Well?"

"I don't know, Dean. This is only my first cup. I have to stay to at least number four."

"Fine," he said, quietly.

"But Dean, we should make -." But he was gone. Out of my life. Well, not out of my life. Out of the diner. Man, I was wish he was out of my life. I am a horrible, horrible person.

After about fifteen minutes, I got really impatient, and I wanted to leave. But I was only up to cup number three. Then again, when have I ever been that loyal to Dean?

I hadn't really noticed I was the only one in the diner, besides Jess. I wonder where Luke is? Maybe he and Mom are off having a secret relationship. But then Jess and I would be step-cousins. Well, Mom comes first I guess. Wait a second; I don't even know if they are having a secret relationship, Luke could just be in Hartford buying pickles or something of that description.

"You're still here." Jess noticed.

"I note the over exaggerated excitement. I'm glad I have that effect on you." I said, smiling sweetly.

"You don't know what kind of effect you have on me, Gilmore." He almost whispered it. I wasn't sure if I heard right.

There was complete silence, and I began fiddling with my hands. Funny, they actually look a bit coffee stained.

"Number four?" He asked, eyeing my empty cup.

"Uh…" I looked down at my hands. What the hell? "Fill 'er up." I said, extending my cup forward.

He filled it up, and sighed. "So, how was Washington?"

I took my cup back and took a sip. "Good. Paris was surprisingly…livable. She had a date."

"You're kidding."

"Oh, don't let her hear you say that." I told him.

"My lips are sealed." He smirked.

More silence. Except this wasn't as uncomfortable as the other one. We were just enjoying each other's company in silence. We were good that way.

"So, how are you and Dean?"

"We just had a little fight thing." I replied.

"You've been having a lot of little fight thing's lately." Jess pointed out.

"We'll work out," I smiled. "We always do."

"Huh." I had learned. That whenever he said 'huh' he was thinking, because his face did this little cute frown wrinkle thing that I like to call a frinkle.

But then she came in and made everything worse.

Shane.

"Hey."

"Hey."

But this time they didn't kiss, Shane just whispered something in his ear and he kept looking at me anxiously.

"Uh, Ror, I gotta go. But I'll see you tomorrow." He said.

"Uh, okay." I replied. Then they quickly ran upstairs. There must be some kind of rule against that sort of thing.

I slowly dragged myself off my stool, and headed toward the door.

"And, Rory?"

"Yeah?" I said, turning around.

"Goodbye."

"Bye." He began to turn around so I said it quickly. "And the proper goodbye was for…"

"Well, last time I didn't say goodbye, you seemed to follow me wherever I went." I just smiled, and left the diner.

So, he's just a friend. Right?

AUTHORS NOTE: I hope you liked it. I really should be doing homework right now, so you really should review. (PLEASE!!) Five. Just five. I'm really not asking for much.  Okay, now go and review. You know you want to. Yes, you do.

Oh, by the way, I'm not really married to Jess. I do feel sorry for the people who believed me.