Disclaimer: Don't own Gilmore Girls, never have, never will…

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After the make-up the three of them became extremely close, they were like a perfect little family. A handsome husband, a beautiful wife, and the most adorable baby anyone had ever seen. When they would go out the weekends, people would comment on how cute they were. That Reagan had got her fathers dark hair, and her mothers blue eyes. Of course it was true, she did get her mothers blue eyes, but they weren't Rory's eyes, like every one had assumed. They didn't bother telling people that. They would just thank them and move on their way.

As the days continued to pass Rory was happy, but she couldn't help and think about the words Cade had whispered in her ear. It got her thinking, that why after all these years had nothing ever happened between Jess and her? When she stepped out of their box, it was obvious that they were in love, that they were perfect for each other. They were meant for each other, and everyone knew that but them. Growing up, nothing could stand in their way, and even now, when they had hard times, they still always found a way to back to each other, back into each others arms.  Maybe Cade was right, maybe there was something there and she had just been blind all of those years, "Just open your eyes" Cade's voice rang through her head. But this time she decided it was time to listen, she was slowly but surely beginning to open her eyes, she wasn't wide awake yet, but it was a beginning, at least she could see that there was something there, even if was still just a blur.

Rory began to think back when Jess and her were younger. Back to the days when they were innocent childhood friends and had no worries or problems, when life was simple when they were clueless to the world around them, and the only thing they argued about was books. She began to wish that things could go back to that. She wanted it to be more like that now. She wanted to go back to when Jess was all hers, like he was before, before Dean and Skylar ever came into the picture. There used to be a time when the world revolved just around the two of them. When he was hers and she was his, back down at the bridge swimming on a hot summer day. They hadn't been to the bridge in a long time, there used to never be a day that went by when they didn't go down there at least once, and now they hadn't even been there in a little over a year.

It was a hot summer day. Rory turned over in her bed opening only one eye. When she noticed that Jess wasn't lying next to her she immediately knew where he was. The bridge… swimming. She quickly jumped out of bed and put her suit on, and then her cover-up clothes; she slipped on her sandals and made her way out into the kitchen.

"Morning sunshine, off already?" Lorelai asked her.

"Yep, going down to the bridge to meet Jess" she picked up a pop tart off the counter, "But first a cup of a coffee." She took her favorite mug and filled it the rim almost so it overflowed. She finished it almost faster then she filled it up, "Okay I'm off, if you need me you know where to find me." She hugged her mom and then made her way out the back door.

Once she was out the door she ran as fast as she could down to the bridge. She could already see Jess floating on his back, she smiled at the sight of him, so peaceful, enjoying the quiet time. Rory slowly made her way onto the bridge, "Hey!" she said loud and sharp.

 Jess's body jerked and he went under the water, he came back up, "Jerk!" he looked up at Rory who was laughing uncontrollably.

She set her stuff down and sat down on the bridge, now that she was there she wasn't sure she wanted to swim anymore, she dangled her foot over the edge, and watched as Jess went back to floating on his back. They sat there in silence for a little while longer. Listening to the leaves rustle around them and sound of the water.

Rory laid out her towel and took off her cover-up clothes. She decided she would rather work on her tan then swim. She closed her eyes and then she heard Jess coming closer to her. He jumped out of the water and sat down on the bridge his feet dangling over the side.

"You're blocking my sun." Rory opened her eyes and looked up at him.

"I know." He smiled and didn't move.

Rory sat up and moved over so that she was sitting next to him there legs touching, "Hey Jess?" she looked down at the water that she was splashing with her toe.

"Rory." He looked over at her.

"Do you ever wonder what its like to kiss someone?" she didn't blush at the thought, she was comfortable with him and she could talk to him about anything.

"What makes you ask that?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Nothing really… well I don't know… I guess it was that movie we saw yesterday, the way they kissed in the end, it just made me a little curious."

"I have." His answer was short.

"You have what? You've thought about it?" she looked over at him this time.

"No, I mean I've kissed someone, once."

"Why didn't I know this?"

"Well it wasn't like what your thinking. It was nothing like in the movies. It was when I was six, back in New York, I was in love with this girl, her name was Natasha Mays, her mom made her invite me  to her birthday party. When I got there I chased her around I think the whole day, and when I finally caught her, I kissed her. I mean it was a short peck on the lips, but it was enough to set her off. She burst into tears and cried for the rest of her party. As soon as she started to cry I ran away. I haven't kissed anyone since, she traumatized me, probably more then I did her, I thought there was something wrong with me…" he was cut off, Rory's lips were on his. At first he didn't know what to do, he was in shock, but then he raised his hand onto her cheek and returned the kiss. It was soft and gentle, and just like in the movies.

They slowly parted, and looked at each other, "There's nothing wrong with you, see I'm not crying." She smiled and went back to splashing water with her toes.

"Well I guess I can add another to my list." He laughed.

"You ever wonder what its like to be in love? And have one of those passionate kisses that make you feel like jell-o?" Rory asked as she slowly traces her lips with her fingers.

"Oh no, I'm not kissing you like that! You have to find someone else."

"I'm not going to kiss you again Jess," she smiled and looked over at him.

"Oh. Okay. Good." There was a small pause, "What's up with you today Ror?" he inquired.

"I'm not sure. I guess that movie just really got to me, it got me thinking. I mean we're 14 years old and I just had my first kiss from my best friend, not even a boyfriend. I guess I just feel like I'm wasting my time and I'm extremely behind, totally inexperienced."

"That's not true; you're right where you supposed to be." He stood up and jumped back into the water, he swam over to where Rory was sitting and rested his head on the bridge so he could look up at her.

"I'm just afraid that since I don't have a boyfriend now, I'm never going to have one."

"Rory you sound ridiculous, we're only 14 years old, you have a lot of time, and no relationship when your 14 is ever going to last so isn't it kind of like a waste anyways?" He pushed himself off the bridge and floated backwards, "And besides I won't let you ever be alone, I just won't let it happen. I'll make you a deal, if by the time your 16 you don't have a boyfriend I'll date you." He swam back over to the bridge and pushed himself off again, not really realizing the importance of the promise he just made.

Rory sat there and watched him as he entertained himself. He kept pushing himself off the bridge floating outwards and the swimming in again just to do it all over, "Okay" She replied. She liked the sound of that, the two of them together, more then just best friends, it flowed, and it fit. Rory and Jess, boyfriend and girlfriend.

Rory snapped back to reality. That was the past, and this is now. And then it hit her. The thought of her and Jess being boyfriend and girlfriend, gave her butterflies way back then and the thought that maybe someday they could be together still made her giddy. She had always just pushed the feeling back whenever she felt it, telling herself it was nothing, when really it was eating her alive, and now that she knew it, it was going to be more difficult then ever. 'Why did Dean have to come along?' she thought, if he hadn't come Rory would have been single at 16 and Jess would have dated her, meaning he wouldn't have ever fallen for Skylar and things wouldn't be how they are now. But Rory thought some more about it, she felt guilty. Jess's times with Skylar were some of the best in his life, and she would never want to take those from him. She couldn't regret any of the past happening. She loves Reagan with all her heart and would never wish her gone, things were the way they were because that's how it was meant to be, because that's how they were intended.

But that kiss. She longed to feel it again. That was her first kiss and to this day it was her best kiss. It wasn't just the fact that it was her first kiss that made it so special; it was the fact that it was Jess. It had been 7 years since that kiss happened and she could still feel it on her lips. She wanted to kiss him again; she wanted to know if he still kissed like that, and if it would still have the same affect on her. But things would never be how she wanted them, Jess was still hung on Skylar, and he always would be, he had the biggest reminder of her, who he saw everyday, he could never forget her when they shared a daughter.

Rory's eyes were now halfway open, she realized she cared for Jess more then just a friend, and now in order to get her eyes fully open she just had to make him realize he cared for her more then just a friend as well.