Chapter 6: The Red Sox Won the World Series

"Rory! I have great, humongous news. I'm talking humongous, like the Red Sox won the World Series humongous. Not that I watch baseball, but I was listening to something on the radio and they said something about the Red Sox so I thought I might bring it up. Anyways. I'm talking huge here," Lorelai rambled as she entered the house in a breathless hurry. Luke's kiss had left her that way.

She scurried into the living room to find her daughter to be nowhere in sight. "Rory! Seriously, I need you. Jess is in town," Lorelai continued as she made her way into the kitchen," and I kissed…" Lorelai stopped short as she walked past Rory's room and found Rory, Logan, and surprisingly enough, Jess sitting in her daughter's room, having some kind of conversation. The three looked up at Lorelai.

"Hey mom. What were you yelling?" Rory asked casually as she sat Indian-style on her bed.

"Uh, hi," Lorelai replied in an extremely perplexed tone, "Rory could I talk to you for a minute?" Rory looked from Logan to Jess to Lorelai.

"Sure," she agreed with slight hesitation. She stood up and left the room, leaving the boys to their own devices. Lorelai led her daughter out the back door.

"So do you want to explain to me the current situation I just experienced?" Lorelai asked with her hands on her hips.

"What?" Rory asked, seemingly confused as if everything was perfectly normal.

"What? Rory, I walk in and I see you and Logan and Jess sitting in your room like you're old chums. Jess is here, in this house, right now. Jess, the boy who broke your heart many a time and then vanished like a ghost in the night, never to be seen or heard from again. And now he's sitting in your room, with you current boyfriend chatting it up? Like, I can't fathom this. I'm so very lost right now. I yell at Jess, and then I kiss Luke, and then I come here and I have to process this and oh, God, I…" Lorelai rambled incessantly until Rory cut her off abruptly.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Backtrack please. You kissed who?" Rory inquired, shocked and flabbergasted by her mother's recent confession. Lorelai nervously twirled her hair and looked up at her daughter.

"Luke. I kissed Luke," she whispered, looking like she needed a baby blanket or a pacifier, "I went to his house. Well, his box of an apartment and I had just yelled at Jess. I was upset and frazzled so I went to talk to him and he calmed me down. Then I was just about to leave and… we kissed…"

"Just like that. You just kissed? So your lips were magnetically forced together no matter how hard you tried to keep them apart?"

"No! It was more like he kissed me, told me that he liked me and always had, and kissed me again."

"And then you what? Did you scream, cry, ask for coffee, what?" Lorelai bit her lower lip while Rory waited expectantly for an answer.

"I… I told him I liked him too."

"And did you mean it?" Lorelai stopped and looked around aimlessly almost as if she was hoping the answer would jump out at her. Finally, she looked right into the icy blue eyes of her daughter and nodded, a smile spreading slowly across her face.

The pair began to jump up and down, squealing like two little girls. Rory embraced her mother, knowing that she had finally found something that would make her truly happy.


Logan stared at the ceiling, at the wall, at anything that wasn't Jess. This had to be one of the most uncomfortable and awkward moments of his life. The moment Rory had stepped outside her bedroom the room has been dead silent. It was so strange for him to sit in this room, and watch this boy who had once caused the girl he loved pain.

The two boys both sat uneasily, unsure what to do or say. Finally, being the brave one that he is, Jess spoke up.

"You're going to have to look at me sooner or later. You are running out of things to interrogate with your eyes that aren't met."

"Well, you're not much better. I think you need to find a new beat to tap your toes to."

"Surprise, surprise. We're both sarcastic pinheads. Sure looks like Rory has a type," Jess retorted, brushing his hair out of his eyes and leaning back against the chair he was sitting in.

"I guess so," Logan muttered, trying not to slug the kid in front of him. "Why are you here anyways?"

"Whoa buddy. No need to bite my head off. You haven't known me long enough to hate me yet."

"Seriously. Why did you just show up out of the blue?" Jess gave Logan an incriminating stare, trying to decide whether or not to give him a truthful answer. It was a strange situation he was in. Here he was, staring at his ex-girlfriend's new boyfriend, and yet he didn't hate him. He couldn't hate him. Though he had once loved Rory, he understood that it was time to move on; he understood that time had finally allowed him to let go and move on to the next phase in his life.

"To be perfectly honest, I just felt like I was at the point in my life where I could completely and genuinely apologize. So don't worry, I'm not her to snake you girl back or anything. I'm just here to life this burden from my shoulders." Logan stared at his shoe, scuffing the toe against the floor. He remained silent for a moment. Then suddenly, he reached over and shook Jess' hand again. Only this time, it was a lot more warm and welcoming.