Okay, I have to jump a little in time or this story will die, so please don't hate me for skipping months… So here comes a little explanation…

Rory and Dean have spend a lot of time together and both are starting to feel something for each other again. Please don't hate me for screwing this story up.

"Yummy! This coffee tastes better than ever!" Rory thought as she almost swallowed the third cup of coffee within 15 minutes. She was waiting for Dean, but for some reason he was late. She couldn't clarify why, but she had an idea about that he'd forgotten about her. Twenty minutes passed, and she was getting a little anxious. Where the hell could he be? After knowing each other for ten years, though she hadn't seen him for 6 years, he had never been late… And then suddenly he was there.

"Rory, I'm so sorry" he said as he sat down on the other side of the table.

"Dean, really it's okay."

"I let you wait, not okay"

"Now you sound like me ten years ago" she giggled. "And this coffee tastes even better!"

"How many cups of coffee?"

"Only seven… But I can drink ten more" and so she did. They spend two hours at Starbuck just drinking coffee, before Rory finally felt full. But there was something missing. Exactly what she didn't know. Just something. She looked out the window and saw a couple walking down the street. The girl was leaning her head against the boy's should and sometimes they stopped to kiss. Then Rory realized what she missed; a relationship, but one of them that would last, and she knew the only one she could ever had that with was sitting right in front of her. She suddenly felt a tear roll down her chick.

"Rory are you okay?"

"What?"

"Anything wrong?"

"Just a bit emotional. I think I've had one to many cups of coffee."

"Sounds just like your mom."

"Yeah… I should better get home" a sudden feeling of fear hit her and she felt like she had to run away from him. What if he didn't want her again? What if he just wanted to be "just friends"? Them, them who'd been through so much, together and apart. Them, she loved to hear the word 'them', she loved them together and most of all she loved him. She slowly got up and left Dean. Or so she thought, but soon he was walking beside her.

"Rory what's going on with you?"

"Nothing's going on with me" she shouted back and continued walking.

"Where are you going?"

"Home"

"Home, other direction Rory."

She looked up and realized she was walking in the total opposite direction of her apartment.

"Gah, stupid New York. To many streets…" she mumbled before she turned around and started to walk home. Surprisingly enough Dean kept following her.

"Why are you following me?" she asked angrily. Right now he was just bugging her. "Why?" she could ask herself, just to get the answer "Because I still love you"

"Rory wait up" he said and grabbed her arm. She was forced to stop, but she refused to look him in the eyes. Then he would see it. See she was crying and see that she still loved him and couldn't stand just to be around him. It was just to much.

"Rory…" she just shook her head, and before she had time to run away, rain started to pour down. Really wet and cold rain. God she hated rain sometime. She felt Dean's fingers under her chin. He lifted her head so she was forced to stare into his eyes.

"Cornstarch" she suddenly said. Dean opened mouth and was about to answer, but suddenly Rory was gone. He just saw her disappear into some mini market. When he entered he saw her disappear down aisle three. Aisle three? That sounded familiar.

"Rory?" He saw her standing there in front the cornstarch.

"Aisle three, cornstarch. Where are we?"

"In some weird mini market."

"Doose's?"

"No, Rory we're in New York."

"Oh, I have to go." and then she ran out of the mini market again, leaving Dean totally confused.

Rory was standing outside the mini market. She couldn't just leave like she did the last time. Not just with a "Thank you".

At the same time Dean came out and saw Rory standing right there in the rain.

She just stood there, paralyzed. He looked at her. Her hair was still the same brown color it had been ten years ago. He remembered the first time he saw it. He'd been the one that was paralyzed there. She'd sent him out in the universe on a rocket and there he'd landed on Venus, the planet or love. At least as far as he knew. And there he was for two years until somebody called Jess Mariano pulled him down again. God, he hated him for doing that. And then a year and a half later he was there again until Logan Huntzburger pulled him. Why had there always been someone else but him, why? Maybe it just wasn't meant to be? But he knew that he was willing to another go. Failed or not. He just knew that even if he had to go through ten miserable relationships with her, he would do it. This would be the fourth go round… If she was willing.

"Rory, come on." He took her hand and slowly pulled down the street. In the beginning she walked a little slowly, but then she gave in walked beside him in silence.

"Where are we?" she asked when he suddenly stopped.

"My place."

"Your place?"

She stared at the room she entered. Not that the room was anything specific, but the dress in the corner. It was amazing. And then she noticed the picture on the table beside it. She slowly walked over to it, just to confirm, just to be sure.

"I never gave up" he suddenly said and she felt him beside her.

"And then I met you here in New York, six years since I saw you the last time. But you were still you. Rory Gilmore, not Rory Huntzburger or Rory Mariano and not even Rory something. You were you, the girl I've always dreamed of."

"Dean…" she broke him of.

"No Rory, I'm sorry for springing it on you like that."

"That's not what I meant" she exclaimed

"What?"

"So, um, you wanted to talk?"

" Yeah, talk. words... love."

Instead of answering Rory moved a little closer to Dean. A few inches at a time. She put her arms around his neck and kissed him gently on the lips. He kissed her back immediately.

"Are you sure about this?" he mumbled and she just kissed him harder. Three months they'd been hanging out after work, drinking coffee and all they had waited for… so suddenly.

Rory let her self fall into Dean, fall into his kiss. A kiss she had been waiting for, it was the kiss. The kiss of love. They were just standing there until the ran out of oxygen. When they broke apart both were smiling. She then took his hand and led him towards the bedroom.

"Is this what you want?" he forced himself to ask. He knew he had to, though he mostly just wanted it. He wanted her, he wanted to love her and hold her for the rest of his life. He wanted her to want him, he wanted her to love him back, and he wanted her to want to be in his arms for the rest of her life.

She closed the door behind them and nodded.

"This is what I've always wanted Dean. I know I screwed up with you like a thousand times but three is a lucky number and this will be our third time trying."

"Fourth" he corrected her.

"Well, four is a good number too. Luke was my mother's fourth guy. First Max then Alex, Jason and now Luke."

"Luke? Fourth? You've always told me that she'd dated like 30 guys."

"Well… fourth since we dated the first time."

"And what about your dad?"

"That was just an on-off thing they had going on."

"So Luke's the fifth guy. And I most be…"

"Fifth!" Rory exclaimed.

"Let's count." Dean was teasing her now.

"Who was your first boyfriend?"

"You!"

"And then Jess… wait a sec. We broke up before Jess showed up, so it's 3 now. And then we got together again, before you dated Logan. 5! And then James and now me. 7!"

"7 is a lucky number."

"Why don't we just forget the numbers?" Dean suggested and slowly leaned in for a kiss that Rory quickly responded.

Rory opened her eyes and then noticed the arm around her body. Dean! she started to remember the night they'd shared. God she'd missed him. And then she started to ask herself question after question. "Are we meant to be?" "What does this mean?" "Can I trust it his time?" "Do I love him" "Does he love me?"

Her thought were interrupted by her cell phone ringing.

"Mom? I'm sleeping here!"

"You sound pretty awake if I have to decide."

"Mom!"

"Sorry, hun. I just needed you to hear this…" Rory listened and then heard somebody sing in the other end. Candy man… And then it hit her. It was their song. It must be some kind of sign. Maybe everything would work out after all.

"Taylor's celebrating the Soda Shoppe's 7 years anniversary. He's been singing all morning."

"Since when did you become a part of the 6 Am crowd?"

"Since I married a man that has to get up at 4 in morning."

"Liar!"

"Your grandparents!"

"What?"

"They wanted me to bring Laura to them before 6! I couldn't believe it, I mean. Their insane. Your granddad was apparently going to work early and he wanted to say hi before he went to work."

"Crazy!"

"Insanity is what it is."

"And when did you start to bring Laura to them instead of day care?"

"Your fault!"

"How can that be my fault?"

"Ever since you moved to New York they want to see her three times a week."

Rory laughed and that seemed to awake Dean.

"Morning beauty." he mumbled still half asleep.

"Did I just hear anybody say morning beauty? My, my. My daughter are seeing someone."

"Mom, not so loud!"

"Sorry, but when would you tell me? Who is this guy?"

"It's new okay. I wont tell you anything before I'm sure."

"On?"

"I just want to be sure this time."

"Rory hun, you can't decide whenever a person is the right one after one night."

"Mom!"

"Sorry, I just want you to be happy."

"I am… I am…"

I decided to post this chapter as an excuse for last chapter.
I hope you liked it.
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Asta