A/N-So this chapter is from the Season 3 timeframe in all actuality, but the CD Rebel, Sweetheart by the Wallflowers came out in May 2005. So you can imagine the confusion I am causing everyone AND myself. For now, pretend with me. I like my format, but it's causing quite a headache and it was an early on mistake that I have to make now. If I don't do this, the title will be entirely irrelevant. So, as I said, I'm brainwashing you, true. The Wallflowers' album, Rebel, Sweetheart came out in 2003ish (but I'm really lying because it came out this year).

This is obviously Chapter 13, so there'll be two more after this until I start my next story, which will be a directly consecutive sequel. I plan on this being a series of such stories. So DO NOT worry if I scared anyone with that last comment-the love does not end at 15 chapters, I plan on making this very long indeed. It's just easier for me to break it up into several, more attainable parts. I don't have a name yet, but it will probably be another song.

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"Did you call me last night?" Luke asked Lorelai when she walked into the diner the next morning with Rory for their coffee fix before their days started.

"Uh, maybe? I really don't remember," Lorelai said, sitting gingerly in her seat at the counter.

"What do you mean, you don't remember?" Luke asked, confused. "How can you just forget picking up the phone and dialing a number?"

Rory spoke up. "Mom was liking Pina Coladas and getting caught in the rain. Only it wasn't raining, she was sitting in the living room, staring at me while I was on the phone with Jess."

Luke looked to Lorelai and raised an eyebrow, somewhat not amused.

"What?" Lorelai said in her defense. "It was a rough day, I needed to have a little rendezvous with Captain Morgan."

"That stuff will kill you," Luke said as he poured her coffee and the moved on to Rory's waiting mug. "I didn't think Jess did anything but sleep when he came home."

"Other than work, no. He mostly slept, but we were on the phone for an hour or two."

"Eternity!" Lorelai exclaimed.

"Do you have Tourettes or something?" Luke asked, breaking eye contact with Rory momentarily.

"That depends, do you want me to have Tourettes?"

"I think that definitely entails a dirty," Rory said, grinning widely, although somewhat nauseated.

"Anyway," Luke said, turning back to Rory, "when was he on the phone?"

"Uh, from seven to eight or eight thirty, why?" Rory wondered.

"Nothing, I just could've sworn he was sleeping, there was music playing. Usually that means he's trying to sleep."

"You really should just invest in an iPod before he starts to scare other people when they're trying to sleep with the smash metal," Lorelai said as he guzzled her coffee.

"He actually wasn't listening to that kind of music. It was that crybaby stuff he was listening to the other day when you called. Uh, the Wildflowers?" Lorelai commenced immediate hysterics while Rory looked puzzled for a moment and then came up with a suitable response.

"You mean the Wallflowers. He only listens to them when he's awake." Rory looked at Lorelai and then back at Luke. "I'm not sure that the Captain has entirely left her system yet."

"Ah. Well, anyway, he was listening to that and I didn't hear him talking or rambling or grunting indirect responses so I assumed that he was asleep."

"Nope."

"They were talking about that band. The girly one," Lorelai said, still laughing somewhat.

"The Wallflowers are so not girly," Rory said, drinking her coffee, pleased with herself. Lorelai looked at her doubtfully. "You just wait. Actually, hold on just a second, I'll go get it," Rory said as she slid off the stool and started for the curtain.

Just as Rory reached the threshold she heard Lorelai's parental gene kick in.

"Freeze offspring." She turned to Luke. "Is the girly band listener upstairs?"

"Last time I checked."

Lorelai turned back to Rory. "Five minutes. No more, I'm looking at less. You will return to me in the exact state which I am seeing you in now. I can't judge from Jess, but he better be too." Rory nodded and went through the curtain. "And the door stays open!" Lorelai yelled in a last ditch effort for the upper hand.

"Serious power assertion. Really, I bow down in awe," Luke said jokingly as he wiped off a random area of the counter.

"Hey, I bought us some catching up time, and I can assure you that there will be no impregnating in five minutes. Rory took at least seven minutes to conceive, and that included getting undressed." Luke shrugged it off and looked at her as if she hadn't said something completely bizarre.

"So," Luke said, leaning towards her on his elbows over the counter.

"So, I was thinking. We're still good, right? I mean, I know everything has been really hard on you, but are things still okay?"

"Of course they're okay. I just want to work on that and try to compartmentalize this past week for a time when I have nothing better to do than to analyze it." They smiled at one another and Luke leaned across the counter the rest of the way to catch Lorelai's lips in their very first, very dizzying kiss.

xxx

"Jess?" Rory asked, meanwhile, just entering the apartment.

"Rory?" Jess wondered as he wandered out of his room, finishing his hair, wearing a pair of brown cords and a navy, long sleeved t shirt. He smiled when he saw her in the red sweater and Levi's and they walked toward each other, both surprised.

"What're you doing up here?" he asked as he took hand and then reeled her in close, yet again, hoping for a kiss.

"I came to get the jacket for Rebel, Sweetheart to show to my mom to convince her that she might like the Wallflowers," Rory said, grinning ridiculously.

"Does she need proof that Bob Dylan, while an amazing artist, can produce one of the most sought-after men in rock?" Jess asked mockingly as they got pulled even closer to one another in the pleasantness of the conversation.

"Yes. And I plan to do so and to get her to stop calling you girly band listener."

"Then by all means, we should find that CD," Jess said, meaning nothing of the sort. They stood there for a moment, getting closer with every passing second.

"Wow, we are really scouring the place for that CD. You'd think we were trained sniffer dogs," Rory said abruptly. Their movements halted momentarily and then Jess closed the space entirely. The kiss was brief but powerful and Rory smirked as she and Jess began to sift through the stacks of CD's, looking methodically for it.

"I think it's in my room, hold on," Jess said as he left the room. He returned a few moments later, brandishing the tan CD.

"You found it!" Rory exclaimed as he handed it to her, pleased.

"I forgot that I was listening to it last night. I thought I had Breach in, guess I was wrong." He paused while she examined the CD. "Quick question, favorite song on that album?"

Rory considered. "I Am A Building," she said confidently. "Good beat, very heartfelt, a little political, and I can honestly say it's got the best bridge on the whole album. Overall I'm usually sad that it's only three minutes and forty-seven seconds."

"Huh," Jess said, grinning wildly.

"What?"

"That's interesting is all. I've never heard you rave about a song before."

Rory blushed inwardly. "It's good. What about you, what's your favorite on the album?"

"I have a few. Nearly Beloved has this weird twang to it but it's not bad. I Am A Building has a good bridge and the tune is catchy. I like that Back to California is faster. But my favorite? From the Bottom of My Heart. Really slow, but very poetic. True artistry." Rory smiled slowly and sincerely as she ever had.

"From the Bottom of My Heart?" He blushed faintly and tried to avert his eyes. She held them. "That's by far the most emotional track on the album. Why do you like it so much?"

"It's just honest. There isn't frosting. "Not every tear means you're gonna cry, not every smile means I'm laughing inside," it's applicable," Jess explained quietly. Rory smiled in the silent agreement that their conversation wouldn't leave either of them and she walked toward the door.

"Are you coming downstairs?" she asked, her hand on the doorknob.

"I'll be down in a second." They smiled at one another and she walked down the stairs, with the CD in her hand, feeling even feelings strange to the bottom of her heart.

xxx

"Gross!" Rory squealed when she reached the bottom of the stairs, wielding the CD in one hand and Jess's hand in the other. She quickly shoved Jess back far behind the curtain and damn near up the stairs.

"Rory, what the hell?" Jess asked as he tried to disentangle their hands. She gave him an entirely horrified look and he smirked distractedly.

"They're making out!" She hissed quietly at Jess, cringing painfully.

"Ah, geez," Jess said as he turned away from the curtain as if afraid to go too close.

"I don't want to go back out there!" Rory said hysterically. She paused to catch her breath. "Do you think they'll stop?"

"I don't even want to dwell on what you just told me. Count to thirty and then we'll go," he said quietly, obviously revolted. They stood there in uncomfortable silence for about ten seconds before Rory spoke up again.

"Didn't we all discuss the public displays of affection?"

"Yeah."

"Didn't we come to the conclusion as a group that they are bad?"

"Yup."

"So what're they doing?"

"Breaking rules?"

"Exactly! So I say we even the score," Rory said, grinning ear to ear.

"How?" Jess said, liking the plan but not letting on.

"You're not exactly unknown in being handsy. Give them a taste of their own medicine," she said, shrugging but getting a shiver down her spine at the thought.

"Miss Patty would be so proud," Jess said as he reached for the curtain and grabbed her hand, noticing the expiration of their allotted time. They both entered the room with their eyes closed.

"Hands and mouths need to be returned to their rightful owners right about now. And if anything else was exchanged, give it back, kids in the room," Rory said as she stumbled in, her hand over her eyes dramatically.

Lorelai and Luke guiltily gave one another the demanded space and Lorelai sighed and rolled her eyes at the sight of Jess's arm wrapped around Rory's waist, Rory's hand sitting comfortably on Jess's hip, and one hand over each of their faces.

"You can look, nobody's making out anymore, but you two could separate yourselves," Luke said annoyed while he poured Rory a new cup of coffee and slid it to her previous seat. Rory looked pleadingly at Jess and he rolled his eyes and released her to attend to her coffee. Jess went behind the counter and Luke (who at this point was blushing) walked into the kitchen.

"You do a really good job of grossing me out," Rory said, mocking disgust.

"Aw, I'm so glad. Did I have the tongue thing down, could you tell?" Lorelai said, gesturing to her mouth.

"Even grosser. Didn't we discuss no making out in the diner?"

Lorelai hummed in thought for a moment. "Not that I recall."

"Liar."

xxx

"So guess what?" Rory said to Lane, sitting across from her in the closet.

"What?"

"My mom and Luke were making out in the diner this morning," she said, completely dismayed.

"No way! That's cute…but so wrong from your point of view," Lane said, shaking her head.

"I think she's doing it to get back at me and Jess," Rory said contemplative.

"Have you made out with Jess in front of her?" Lane said, a little horror-struck.

"Well, no. But we've kissed a few times in the diner, and there was the canoodling incident…" Rory rambled.

They were silent for a few minutes while Lane chuckled lightly. "How is Jess, by the way? Is he still really distant?"

"Actually, no, things have been really great. He wasn't doing well while we were in Brooklyn, but he was doing much better than I had expected."

"Well that's good. Dave asked me the other day why Luke and Jess hadn't been in the diner for a few days and it occurred to me that I hadn't asked you in a while."

"Ooh, Dave. We haven't talked about him in a while. Spill," Rory said, scooting forward anxiously.

Lane blushed fifty shades of red and a few of purple. "Good. We hung out the other day after band practice. The guys aren't supposed to know that we're 'dating'," Lane said, air-quoting.

"Dating? Really…., good stuff," Rory said, grinning mischievously at her best friend whose blushing was finally starting to tune down to pink.

"Yup. Only a week or two, but it's been good."

"Has he kissed you yet?" Rory said excitedly.

Lane blushed again. "Yeah, the other night he walked me home and kissed me." She paused. "Absolute. Fireworks." They both squealed in delight.

"Fantastic."

"You and Jess?" Lane inquired.

"Entire ecstasy."

Total fluff, I know, but now the title means something and in the next two chapters it will take on a meaning. I'm not totally sure yet what time frame the last chapter will take place in, but it's looking like the season 3 frame. Who knows, I might be really evil and make it half and half. As I speak, I have just gotten a brilliant idea however. Well, I'll surprise you then!