No, don´t own them.

I think this is the last chapter, because life is kicking in, and I don´t want you to wait too long for an update. I might write a sequel, depends on if you want me to.

Thanks to all of you who have reviewed, I can´t even express how much I appreciate the fact that you seem to like my first story. Well, anyhow, I'm having problems updating again. Don´t ask, blame ff . net! Lol

Now, enjoy the very last chapter which is set directly after the last one.

Jess's POV:

I heard her mumble sleepily " marry me." it wasn't so much a question, than it was a request.

My first thought after my brain would start working again was.

Someone pinch me please. Hard. The next thought was. WHAT? There she was lying on the bed, half asleep, asking me THE question as if she ordered a cup of coffee at Luke's. Was the thought of getting married to me that natural for her? I swallowed, an intelligent train of thought not possible.

I closed my eyes, suddenly unable to breath. Did she even know what she had said to me ? And more important, did she mean it? When I finally opened my eyes again, I saw her staring at me, eyes fully awake, all signs of sleepiness erased from her face. She grabbed my wrist and pulled me down next to her on the bed. Then she pinched me .

"ouch" I exclaimed.

" what was that for?" I asked, still surprised.

" didn´t you want someone to pinch you?" she asked, her eyes twinkling.

I said that out loud ? I didn´t know anymore.

While I rubbed the spot where she had pinched me, she said:

"marry me. " there it was again. Her voice full of hope and determination.

I still couldn't answer. I felt her stiffen next to me, withdrawing herself from my arms.

" I'm sorry. I shouldn't have pushed you. I just thought you felt the same way. God, I'm so dumb." she started rambling again and this time I wasn't able to stop her. Suddenly she got up from the bed and hurried out of the room, not bothering to shut the door behind her.

I closed my eyes again, feeling cold. I cursed under my breath.

Why couldn't I just have said yes´? I knew I wanted to. God, I mean I had been thinking about it for so long. But in my imagination it had always been me who would pop the question. Not her. Never.

I knew, I didn´t doubt her, I knew we would make it and most important I knew I didn´t doubt us. We were right together. We were meant to be. The three of us.

I slowly got up from the bed and made my way to the kitchen where I thought she would most likely be, drinking a cup of coffee. Because, let's face it, coffee isn't as bad for pregnant women as we were always told.

Flashback

I was sitting at my desk when the apartment door flew open with a thud. A very excited Rory rushed inside, and threw one arm around my neck, in her free hand she held what looked like a magazine.

"hah! I knew it." she stated frantically.

" it´s not bad for the baby. Some researchers proved it, about one cup of coffee a day is not bad for our baby. It was always Luke's talking that made me think it wouldn´t be good." she smiled a smile that was reaching her eyes, literally. I had to chuckle. Rory could do that to me, she was the only one who was able to make me chuckle, smile even. She was different. Good different.

Flashback end

While I entered the kitchen I allowed myself to be lost in my thoughts. Rory was different, that's why I would never know what to expect. I had to admit that I liked her unpredictability , it made life interesting and exciting. And the fact that she had proposed to me, was the best example to show me her quality. She was sitting at the kitchen table, engrossed in a book, although not really reading it. She was wearing her glasses, a steaming cup of coffee in front of her. I could feel that she tried to hold it together, she tried not to cry although I must have hurt her to no end. I made my way over to her, so I was standing behind her. I placed my hands on her shoulder, massaging them softly. I leaned down and whispered in her ear.

" I would have answered sooner, if it hadn't been for the fact that I temporarily had lost my ability to speak . Yes… yes…. God, Of course." my voice got stronger and stronger as I said it. She turned around, slowly getting up from her chair, her eyes never leaving mine. I could see the tears glistering behind her glasses when she finally allowed herself to cry. Sobs escaped her mouth, but I knew they were happy tears and happy sobs , mixing with laughters. Without hesitation I pulled her in my arms, breathing in her familiar scent . I took her face in my hands and kissed her tears away, no words were necessary. I felt a tear on my lip, salty and wet, and I couldn't , by all means, tell if it was hers or mine.

That's all. I hope you liked it. If you want me to write a sequel, let me know. You know what you have to do. The little blue button is practically screaming your name ! Thanks for reading my story. You guys rock!