"OK, I guess I'll take you home then," Jess said, a little confused and a little agitated, she was supposed to be spending the night. He got up to grab a shirt, but Rory pulled him back down on the bed to explain. He looked at her, even more confused. "What?"

"I didn't mean my apartment and I didn't mean now," Rory started to explain.

"Then what did you mean?" Jess asked, getting frustrated.

"I mean... I want to move back to Stars Hollow," she started to explain again, and before Jess could protest she began again. "Not now, but in a month. Or as soon as I can get a new job. I wasn't going to go so soon, because I didn't have a place to live, but now that your mom is letting me rent from her, I can go. I know that you really don't want this, at least not now, but I do. And yes, I am being completely selfish and I just ruined our amazing date, and I hate that I did that. I was feeling guilty, and it was all that I could do, tell you the truth, I mean," she blurted out, averting her eyes.

"Huh," was all that Jess could think to say at that moment. He opened his mouth to say something a couple of times, but failed, because he wasn't sure how to take it and what to say. He just laid his head down and looked at his ceiling, like it was putting on some kind of a show.

"Jess, say something." Nothing. "Jess, you can't insist on me not 'pulling a you' so you can't pull a you either. Talk to me, say what's on your mind," Rory insisted, watching his gaze move from the ceiling to her for a second and then back at the ceiling, still silent. "Fine," Rory pulled down his covers and got underneath them, before turning off his light. He still didn't move and when Rory leaned over his head to kiss him, he didn't turn away or reject the kiss, he kissed back, but laid still and silent once Rory laid back down and pretended to sleep.

He knew she wasn't sleeping. He knew that she wouldn't be able to sleep knowing that he was possibly mad at her, but he wasn't sure what to do. He was mad, not at her, per se, but at the situation. He couldn't make her stay in New York for the planned six months, it wasn't up to him. He didn't want her to leave and he didn't want to leave. He was ready to leave in six months, but one month was not enough time, at all. He didn't want Rory to lose sleep though, that would make him feel guilty, and being guilty on top of angry probably wasn't healthy. "I love you," he said, with very little emotion, but meant it.

Rory smiled to herself before kissing him one last time. "I love you too and I'm sorry." She laid back down and went to sleep. It wasn't an ungodly hour, like they had planned, but she was exhausted. Jess, though, didn't fall asleep. He got out of bed and took off his pants and laid back down, in just his boxers. He still didn't sleep, though. He listened to Rory's steady breathing and thought of what to do. He couldn't leave in a month. It wasn't possible, unless he planned on staying with Rory's at his mom's, but he wouldn't do that. He didn't have time to quit his job in New York, find a new one in Connecticut, and then find a place to live and pack and move. He thought about it for what felt like hours, before eventually falling asleep, his breathing matching Rory's.

When Rory woke up, she was confused at first, feeling out of place, but then noticed the arm draped around her waist and felt a pang of guilt. She remembered last night, telling Jess her plan to leave sooner than they had planned. He hadn't said one word until he told her he loved her, and that made her feel even more guilty. She noticed the time on the alarm clock, she was already late for work, but she decided against going in and to do her work at home, before calling the office. She wiggled her way out of Jess' loose grasp and pulled his shirt tighter around her body.

She pulled her cell phone out of her purse that was thrown carelessly on the floor and called the office. She looked at Jess to make sure that he was asleep. She left his room and made the call. When she walked back into Jess' room, he was no longer laying on his side, he was flat on his back and that made it easier for her to climb back into bed with him. She realized that Jess was in his boxers and no shirt on, so she kissed his chest lightly before falling into a sound sleep.

Jess woke up forty-five minutes later and looked down at Rory, whose head was resting on his chest, but was no longer asleep, and wasn't aware that Jess was up. She was tracing his muscles unintentionally and stopped when she reached the waist band of his boxers. He watched her from what seemed like to be a distance as she lay her hand flat on his stomach and kissed it before looking up at Jess. She was taken aback for a second, but sat up as he did so. "Hi," she said shyly.

"Good morning," he said, looking at his clock, he too was late for work, but that didn't faze him much so he shrugged it off and looked back at Rory. His face showed no emotion, but she could tell that he was still angry.

"I didn't mean to wake you up," she told him, looking deeply into his eyes, trying to read his thoughts, she got nothing.

"You didn't, I just woke up," he explained, trying to sound careless and nonchalant.

"Oh, OK. Well I'm sorry," she said, sorry at that moment could mean a myriad of things in Jess' mind, but he didn't bring that up.

"Yeah," he just said, breaking their gaze. She was still in his shirt that was unbuttoned and could clearly see her under garments. He didn't want to look at her, because he didn't want to forgive her just yet, and that would tempt him.

"Jess," she said pleadingly. "I am sorry. I can stay the six months if you want. If it will make it easier on us, then I'll be happy to do it." She was lying and he knew it.

"No Rory. You wouldn't be happy to do it and you know it," he said, his tone was harsh and she didn't want a fight.

"Jess, come on. I should just stick to what we had planned. It would be fair, and I thought about it a lot this morning. I want to do it if it's right for us. I don't want to be selfish," she was being honest about that. She had never been the selfish type.

"You also don't want to be the girl who does anything just to keep her boyfriend happy, so don't be. Go to Stars Hollow whenever you want, do whatever you want. It's your life, not mine." Jess was getting increasingly frustrated, but tried to stay as calm as possible.

"No, I don't," she agreed. "But, it wouldn't be just for my boyfriend. It would be for us. I won't be happy if you aren't there with me. We'd be together if I stayed here and I'd be happy. It's only six months and it's only fair because that's what we decided and agreed on when we were there," she told him, watching his face for an expression. "And then we had amazing sex," she said trying to lighten the mood.

He wanted to smile , or even laugh, at the memory, but he didn't know if he could. They were watching each other and when he did nothing after her supposed-to-be-funny comment, she looked defeated and upset. He was still showing no emotion. He shifted in his position, so that now he was laying down rather than sitting up. She stayed still for a second, thinking about what to say or do next, because he obviously wasn't going to say something again and the silence that was surrounding them was not a comfortable one, like they were used to. He had stopped watching her and was now watching his hands wring each other nervously. She too was watching them, contemplating the next step.

She took both of his hands in hers and pulled them away from each other and he stared at her while she did so. She pinned one of them down with her knees off to the side of his body and did the same on the other side of his body so that she straddling him. She stared straight into his eyes. "Rory, what the hell are you doing?" he asked, astounded that she was trying to seduce him at a time like this.

As if she read his mind she answered, "Relax, get your head out of the gutter. I'm not trying to seduce you. I'm just trying to make you look at me and listen to what I have to say."

"Fine, talk. I'll listen and you can say what you have to say," he told her. "But, if you want to make this whole situation less seductive, then it would be considerate if you buttoned up that shirt," he nodded his head toward her abdomen and she blushed before buttoning his shirt that she was wearing.

"Sorry," she said when she was done, looking into his eyes again. "Jess, I want us. I know that I said I wouldn't stay in New York for a guy, even if it is you, but I'm willing to for the next six months because I don't want to lose you again." He was watching her lips as she spoke, because he was afraid of what he'd see in her eyes.

"I know. I don't want to lose you either, but you can't do anything for anybody but yourself in this situation," he told her, now looking at his right hand, which was starting to hurt from the pressure of her body. "Rory," he nodded to it and she lifted her knees long enough for him to free his hands.

"Sorry. Man, I seem to be saying that a lot," she noted out loud.

"Well, then, only say it when you mean it," he advised her, sitting up, so that his face was level with hers. He finally looked back into her eyes, but now her eyes were hard to read.

"I meant it every time that I said it." She leaned into his body and rested her head on her shoulder. He hugged her and pulled her closer to his body. He didn't want to lose her, but he felt that he had to, for at least six months.

"Rory, you're leaving after you find a job. And don't put off finding a job for like five months." He had to tell her what he thought, because it was what she waned and he wanted them both to be happy, but to him, her happiness was more important than his own.

"No, Jess. I'm staying here to be with you, I don't want to lose you," she told him again, and kissed his shoulder.

"You won't lose me, you'll just be without me for a few months, but I'll be yours. Yes, long distance, but you're going. I'll have to deal with it."

"Jess, no! You don't want a long distance relationship, even if it is for a few months. I want us both to be happy and if I stay here, I'll be happy. Maybe not ecstatic, but I'll be happy. I don't want to make you do something that you don't want to do. I love you so much for saying that you'd do that, have a long distance relationship, because I can tell you mean it, but I also know that you don't necessarily want it. Jess, I'll leave when you leave."

"Tell me something."

"What do you want to know?" She pulled away from him and sat next to him, looking at him intently.

"Why did you decide to leave in a month instead of six?" He was curious, because it seemed out of the blue.

She didn't get to answer. "Hey Jess?" They heard from the other room: Dave.

"In here," he called back, giving Rory and apologetic look. Dave walked in and noticed Rory and Jess weren't exactly up for a friendly conversation, judging by the way they were dressed.

"Sorry, man. Sarah and Paris were wondering if you knew where Rory was, obviously you do," Dave said, chuckling a little towards the end of his sentence. Jess just looked at him like he was the stupidest person alive, and Dave noticed it. "Right, sorry. I'll just call Sarah up and tell her that Rory is here. Later." Dave left the room and closed the door behind him.

"Sorry," he said. "So, why did you want to leave earlier?" He asked, starting off where they had left it.

"I wanted to be with my mom during her pregnancy, because when she was pregnant with me, all she had were my grandparents. Obviously, that wasn't much moral support, so I thought that I could be some this time around," she explained, being honest.

"So, then I think that you should go," Jess told her, and she noticed his muscles tightened, because it was hard for him to keep saying.

"I can visit her throughout her pregnancy. She has Luke now, she has Sookie, and the rest of the town. She'll have me when I visit her. And she'll have us when we move back there. I need you to relax and realize that I want to stay with you and actually be able to see and touch you, instead of just talking to you after work on the phone. You're right not to want a long distance relationship, because those aren't real relationships and I want to have everything with you."She blushed when she said this because it was so true yet so much to admit to him.

"Wow," he looked as deeply as he could into her eyes and could tell that she was being honest, but he still felt guilty for keeping her from her mom and Stars Hollow. "I do too," and it was his turn to blush, which Rory noticed and smiled at. He wasn't exactly the type of man to blush.