Thank you so much for your reviews and you are right, this doesn't feel like the end, although I think that the Cat issue should be resolved now, don't you think so?

Cila1: Ahh thanks so much for your review. People like you make me wanna continue.

I am so so sorry for the delay, but I had to organize my bro´s wedding, which was a blast by the way. Plus I fractured my ankle a week ago, which made me "run" from doctor to doctor, because they couldn't decide if it needed surgery or not. And I finally have my finals coming up and I have been extremely lazy this whole semester, so naturally I need to study my ass off…. (Which might be a funny sight…lol)

Rory´s POV:

"Lane?" I asked slowly, trying to get her attention. We were sitting in our kitchen, both nursing a cup of coffee, updating the other on each other's life. Lane swallowed loudly and put her cup down.

"Yeah?" I was nervous, and although I knew that Lane probably would agree, I was afraid of her answer. I took a deep breath and decided to come right to the point.

"Could Jess move in with us?" Lane gasped soundlessly.

"You're pregnant!" Where the hell did that come from? I shook my head violently, being freaked out even thinking about that. Me? Pregnant? No way. Why would Lane think that?

"What?" I exclaimed a little too loudly for my taste in retrospect and brushed a strand of hair from my forehead. I heard the door to the apartment being opened and closed a second after.

Jess entered the kitchen and looked at us with an unreadable expression on his face. He took in my alerted expression, came over to me and started to rub my shoulders.

"Where's the fire?" he asked lightly and I still couldn't get myself to form coherent thoughts. The thing that bothered me most was that I actually wasn't as appalled by the thought of me being pregnant as I should be. Lane took my loss of words as a sign to answer for me.

"You knocked her up." She said dumbfounded and glared at Jess as if he was the reincarnation of the Anti-Christ. Suddenly Jess's formerly tanned face lacked all color. He was pale as a chalk wall, even his lips seemed to suffer from loss of blood.

"What?" Jess's voice was rusty and barely audible. He totally ignored Lane and stared me down. Suddenly I realized that I had to do something, anything to make this situation less awkward. Then a thought hit me. I should speak up actually, stating the facts here. I opened my mouth to say something, but no words came out. Apparently Lane realized what disaster she had gotten me into and mumbled an apology.

"I'm sorry, I was just so surprised." All of a sudden I was fed up. I threw my hands up and took a deep breath.

"God, I am not pregnant!" I forcefully exclaimed, deep down being disappointed by Jess's reaction. Jess exchanged a worried glance with Lane.

"You're not?" They asked at the same time, Lane's high pitched voice overpowering Jess's low voice.

"Why the hell should I be pregnant?" I stated more than asked and regretted it instantly, because Jess started smirking and even Lane had to suppress a giggle.

"You know, I remember…." Jess started but I cut him off, not joining in the general amusement.

"You wanna see me pee on a stick? That would be proof enough for you?" I angrily exclaimed and stood up, not wanting to be confronted about why I was yelling at them. I didn't know either really. It made me wonder why I was angry at Jess for reacting the way he did. But I didn't care at the moment, because I shot Lane a look that told her that I was severely angry with her and left the kitchen.

I slammed the door to my bedroom shut which was gonna be Jess's bedroom as well for at least two weeks and lay down on the bed, breathing heavily. I wrecked my brain to come up with an explanation of why I was so upset about the whole discussion, that I didn't hear the door open. My head jerked up when I noticed Jess standing next to me. Quickly I wiped my eyes and sat up.

"Hey you, I didn't see you there." Jess just nodded and sat down next to me on the bed, not saying a word, which made the tension in the room even more unbearable. I heard Lane leaving the apartment; I heard our neighbor in his bathroom which was directly located next to my bedroom and I caught myself wondering about the fact if he was wearing briefs or boxers. The toilet flush from across the wall brought me back from my delusional state and I shook my head violently, as if I was scared that Jess could actually read my thoughts, which by the way were totally not helping. I looked up and saw Jess starring and me with that intense gaze of his; his jaw clenched. Finally he broke the silence.

"Anything you wanna tell me, Ror?" I loved the way he said "Ror´"; it always made me feel special, although I don't really know why. I shook my head and took his hands in mine.

"Hormones." I teased as I squeezed his hand. His head shot up and he glared at me.

"Huh?" Back to Mr. Monosyllabic whenever being faced with a challenge. I withdrew my hand and got up.

"Breathe, Jess. I was kidding. Boy, you look pale." Jess exhaled loudly and got up as well, following me around the room. (I had started pacing) I took a deep breath, stopping in front of the mirror, looking at his reflection, my eyes still glued to the mirror.

"What if I was?" I asked almost inaudibly, but I knew that Jess had heard it and knew exactly what I was referring to. Jess scratched his head and took a deep breath, and then he proceeded to lock his eyes with mine through the mirror. He shrugged his shoulders.

"I'd start saving money, I guess." He smirked at me.

"To buy a plane ticket to California?" I teased, suddenly feeling more secure. Jess shook his head.

"Nah wouldn't want my kid to be manipulated by your book choices." I laughed out loud, feeling deliberated.

"Yeah, this and the fact that Luke would kill you. Not to mention my mother, and Lane and maybe even my father, I guess even my Grandfather would go after you." Nonchalantly Jess shook his head.

"Nope, he'd hire an assassin. He wouldn't want to get his hands dirty." I giggled and turned around only to be welcomed by Jess's strong arms. He wrapped his arms around my waist tightly and started nibbling on my neck. I gasped as he bit the particular spot behind my earlobe. I buried my face in his chest and inhaled his scent deeply.

"Let's wait with that. Deal?" I felt Jess chuckle as his chest moved up and down.

He let out a deep breath.

"Oh God, please." I giggled and lifted my head to kiss his Adam's apple.

"Doesn't mean, we can't practice, huh?" Jess let out a sound that sounded like a mixture of a chuckle and a relieved sigh and pulled me closer, his hands driving lazy circles on my back under my shirt.

"Shouldn't that be my line?" He raised an eyebrow. I decided to be brave.

"I want you!" I stated silently. "Now!" I added as an afterthought as I felt Jess tense under my touch.

"As you wish." He replied soberly, apparently having recovered quickly from my forceful demand. He picked me up and carried me to the bed. I giggled all the way and tried to grab Jess's face but he wouldn't let me touch him. He placed my on the bed gently on my back and hovered over me. He held my wrist above my head and I could fight him as much as I wanted, I couldn't win in the situation. He trailed kisses down my face, to my neck and finally sucked on my collar bones. I let out a frustrated groan as I fought with him to let me touch him. Jess shook his head.

"Let me do my magic!" he stated calmly as he bended down and kissed my still clothed stomach. I could feel my muscles tense under his touch and I decided to stop fighting him. As Jess realized that I actually was starting to relax under his hands he looked up at me and smirked.

"If I let go off your hands now, do you promise not to move?" I hesitated, so Jess tightened his hold on my wrists and kissed me fully on the mouth. His tongue begged for entrance which I happily allowed. I didn't know what came over me, but it felt as if this was the first time for us. The tension was palpable in the room as our breathing became more erratic. Finally I nodded, wanting him more than ever.

"I promise. I do, but please, Jess, stop teasing me here." Jess pulled back a little and looked at me with mock surprise visible on his face.

"You think this is teasing?" I nodded exhausted. He unbuttoned my shirt slowly, exposing my bare skin to his eyes. With every button undone and every inch of skin that was shown, he kissed the freshly exposed flesh, slowly; delicately. When my shirt finally fell down my shoulders the only thing I could think of was that he was driving me crazy.

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"I never thought, I'd be so blunt, but wow, this was incredible." I said after my breathing had started to calm down. I could hear Jess chuckle next to me on the bed, his legs tangled with mine, the sheets that had gotten in the way at some point, lay forgotten on the floor.

"Glad you had a great time." He stated nonchalantly and wrapped one of his arms around me and at the same time throwing the blanket over us as I snuggled closer. He kissed my forehead lovingly and tightened his hold on me.

"Post-coital cuddling? You old softy." I softly whispered in his ear. Jess leaned over and replied almost inaudibly.

"Wasn't so soft half an hour ago, huh?" I blushed at his words, remembering the sex we just had had. The thing that amazed me most about having sex with Jess was the fact that he exactly knew when to be gentle and when he actually should just have his way with me; He always made sure though that he wouldn't abandon my physical needs. Jess had read my Cosmo a couple of weeks ago, and he still hadn't digested the fact that apparently women didn't exactly always come to an appropriate end when having sex. I chuckled at the thought and closed my eyes, just enjoying Jess's bare skin on mine.

"Hey Jess?" I mumbled sleepily, exhausted from earlier events.

"Yeah?" Jess opened one of his eyes slowly and shot me a questioning look.

"I love you." Jess smirked at me, but I could feel that he was getting emotional by the way he avoided my eyes.

"Well, who wouldn't love me after what I just did?" I slapped him playfully on the chest and decided not to reply. I looked up at the ceiling and thought about this day's events. I could hear Jess regular breathing next to me and I smiled as I buried my face into his chest, biting him softly. I could have squealed right then. I took the sheet between my teeth and bit it tightly, because I needed physical compensation for my emotional rollercoaster tour. Just when I thought he had finally drifted off to sleep and heard him mumble.

"Love you, Ror´." Tears ran down my cheek as I thought that maybe he was the one. No, not maybe; definitely.

"And" he added, almost as an afterthought. " I saw him last week when he got the paper. He wears boxers."

Okay, I have to admit, I don't like this chapter, I don't know, but I am just glad that I finally updated. I feel really bad for having abandoned this story for such a long amount of time. Now, I ask you to review, I'd really appreciate it, even though I know that most of you will be as disappointed by the chapter as I am. Thanks for taking the time to read it.