Disclaimer: I do not own Gilmore Girls.
Authors note: this chapter is set well roughly about 4 years after the last. Since the Rory was starting her 3 year of Yale, right.
Rory walked slowly into her, no scratch that their new house. A nice two story, four bedroom, two bathrooms, kitchen and living room, just out side of New York city. They'd both finished school about two years ago, and had pretty great jobs. And when they found this house they know it was theirs. So, they put in to buy it, a half a year go. She headed up to their room, to change out of the constricting the confides of her suit. She was one of the writers for 'New York Times'. It was a pretty sweet job, and she was slowly working her way up the ranks.
She came back down stairs, wearing a pair of Jess' boxers, and one of her strappy tanks. She scooted her sock clad feet across the floor, and headed tor wards the kitchen. She heard the clicking of keys coming from the room Jess had turned into his office. And smiled as she entered.
"So, are you working on work? Or your book?" She asked as she began to kneaded his shoulders. Jess was a editor for 'Random House'.
"My book. How was your day?" He asked, reaching up and taking her hand. He pulled her around and into his lap. Wrapping his arms tightly around her waist, and buried his face into her neck. She could feel the roughness of he's jaw, from his 5 o'clock shadow. Not that she minded, she quiet loved the feel of it.
"Long. I love my job, but I love coming home to your arms more." She answered, burying her hands in his hair, then kissed the top of his head. "How's the book coming? Still about me isn't it?"
"It's coming well. And it's not about you for say. Like I said, it's more about young love, mixed up emotions. Okay it's some what about us. Not a word."
"Well, I think 'Rory' well be a big hit. That is still the name your going with?"
"Yes, that's it name. No doubt about that fact. Do me a favor babe, and read my last paragraph for me. I'm not so sure about it."
She placed a quick kiss to his lips, before he buried his face back into her neck and shoulder, as she turned to look at his computer. "Try to stop me from reading it. I am after all your biggest fan. Which I think I've earned the right to."
Jess breathed nervously into Rory's neck, while she read. Rory had no idea why Jess was so worried, it's not like she hadn't been reading his stuff since they had got together. Rory suddenly gasped and jerked around to look at Jess. Well, Jess' shoulder since his face was still buried in her neck. Without raising his head, he reach out and pulled open a drawer. Rory squealed with glee when she saw the ring that rested in the jewelry box in the middle of the drawer.
"Oh my gosh Jess!" She quickly ran her hand through his hair again tugging his head backward, giving her access to his lips, which she kissed fervently.
"Come on beautiful. Don't act so surprised. I mean, you knew we was going to get married."
"Stop trying to down play this, Jess! It's still a big deal! And the way you did it, oh my gosh! I love you! What are you waiting for?" She asked wiggling her finger in front of his face.
Laughing he pulled the ring from the small black bow and slipped it onto her left ring finger. Then kissed her again.
"I want to get married as soon as possible. Oh, and well have to tell mom and everyone. And start making plans."
"Slow down honey. We got time for that. How about right now we go get something to eat?"
"Sounds like a plan!" Laughing he stood up with her in his, bounced her, then headed towards the kitchen. "Hey, I love you!"
"I love you too."
The next day Rory was so happy about their engagement, she had told everyone in the 'Times' building. She had just left her bosses office, and was headed back to her own, when something about her new assignment dawned on her.
"Maire?" She asked her secretary to get her attention.
"Let me guess you got asked to cover for Michelle, and do the interview of number 10 in the top 25 single bachelors."
"How did you know?"
"Because his waiting for you in your office."
Nodding mutely, Rory entered her office, and confirmed what she felt she already knew. There in front of her looking at her pictures was none other then Logan Huntzburger.
Rory cleared her throat in order to get his attention.
"Hello Ace, nice to see you. How have you been?"
"I'm fine Logan. And yourself?" She asked meekly moving around to sit behind her desk.
"Who are the kids?" Logan asked, holding up the picture of two boys and a girl, about three in the picture.
"The let boy on the left and the little girl are my brother and sister. William and Victoria. The other little boy is my soon to be brother-in-law Jamie. Their all three. Great kids, I love them all."
"Soon to be brother in law," Logan repeated placing the picture back down, and moved on to look at the family pictures. First was Lorelei and Luke with the twins, then Liz, Tj and Jamie. Then there was one of the whole family. Luke, Lorelei, Liz, Tj, Jess, Rory, Will, Vicky, and Jamie. They all had goofy grins on their faces, even Jess. "How so?" Logan asked picking up the picture of Rory sitting in Jess' lap, back at Christmas.
'Well, I'm about to marry his older brother." Rory answered with a smile holding up her left hand, and showing Logan her white gold band, with the simple diamond set in fire topaz.
"Wow, I didn't realize you was still with him. I mean he is the one you left me for isn't he?"
"Yes. I'm every much in love with Jess. He's always been my love. I'm sorry if I hurt you Logan, but this is the way my life is suppose to be. Now if you don't mind I'd like to get our interview done as soon as possible Jess is meeting me for lunch."
With a snort of seeming laughter, Logan moved to set on Rory's desk next to her.
"Logan would you please set in the chair on the other side of my desk?" She asked scooting her chair back away from him.
"Why is this closeness making you nerves? Come on Ace we've done much more then set close to each other." He answered scooting down the desk coming closer to her.
"Logan! Please, I'm not joking. This is highly uncalled for. So, would you please?"
"You know Rory, we had a pretty great thing going on, before he showed up. And honestly I think we could get that back. I mean come on, tell you what. I'll forget that you left me, and have been shacking up with that loser for the past four years, and you come back to me. We'll get married and you can have any job you want at any of my fathers papers. Heck I'll even have you put in charge of one if you wish."
"NO! I love Jess! He is not a loser, and I'm going to marry him, continue working here, and live happily ever after."
"Fine then, marry him, I don't care. I'll let you have him, but that doesn't mean I can't still have you. Come on think about it Ace. I could make it quiet worth your while."
"Are you implying that I should be your mistress! That so isn't going to happen! I'm no longer comfortable doing this interview face to face, so if you don't mind, please leave, and we can do it over the phone." Rory stated jumping to her feet and moving away from him.
Logan followed in suit, only grabbed her wrist and roughly jerked against him. "I mean to have you either way Rory. So, you might as well not fight it. There is no use. I always get what I want." He crushed his mouth to hers, tightening his grip on her wrist. Rory squeaked in pain, and pushed off him.
"Please, let me go." She cried, felling the tears slip down her face. "Let me go!" She repeated these time in a yell.
Suddenly the door to her office burst open, and there stood Jess. The flame clearly blazing in his eyes. "Let my wife go!" He yelled moving tor wards them.
"She isn't your wife yet buddy!" Logan sneered, in return not releasing Rory.
"Maybe not in the legal way on paper, but in matters, as far as we are concerned we already are married. Everything else is just writing on paper." He growled. Up on reaching them he wrapped his own fingers around Logan's wrist, and applied pressure to his pulse point causing Logan's hand to weaken and release Rory. (A/n: I'm not sure if that is the right name for it, but it's the main vain in your wrist. If you put enough pressure on it, it hurts, and does cause your hand to feel weak. Try it.) As soon as Logan's hand left Rory's wrist, Jess released Logan's only so he could give him a nice right hook to the jaw, sending him staggering backwards, then onto the floor.
Jess quickly gathered the crying Rory into his arms, and kissed the top of her head, while she buried her face in his shirt front. As security came into the office, on order of Rory's boss Mrs. Feldman. Who had been walking by the same time Jess had walked up, just in time for both of them to hear Rory scream.
"Would you gentlemen please escort Mr. Huntzburger from the building. I'll have Matt, call you later and you can do the interview over the phone with him." Mrs. Feldman said as security pulled Logan to his feet. He quicky jerked out of their grasp and turned a heated glare onto Rory and Jess. Jess in turn glared back, tightened his arms around Rory, and turned slightly to put some distance as well as himself between Rory and Logan.
"Are you all right?" Mrs. Feldman asked when Logan entered the elevator with the security.
Rory nodded into Jess' chest, as he turned he head to look at her boss. "She'll be fine. She just needs a few minutes to calm herself. Thanks."
"All right. Tell you what sweetie, as soon as you feel calm, why don't you head on home with Jess, and take the rest of the day off."
Rory managed a weak 'thank you' as her boss shut the door leaving the two alone. Jess hugged her closer, and moved to the couch on the far wall, of the room. Sitting down and pulling her into his lap.
"It's all right baby. Okay I'm here. I've got you no need to be scared." He whispered into her hair while rocking gently.
"I was scared Jess. He scared me. He was being mean and scary making comments, about how I should marry him instead, or at the least be his mistress. I didn't do anything to instigate it. I promise. I told him I was marring you and happy. I asked him to leave. But he wouldn't, he just keep at it. I didn't do anything I promise." She rushed, face still buried in his chest.
"Oh, I know baby. I don't blame you at all. Okay. It's not your fault. I wanted to kill him for touching you, hurting you. I love you baby, don't ever doubt that." He kissed the top of her head again.
"I love you too, Jess. Well, you take me home now?"
"Of course. Come on, get your stuff." Jess stood, with Rory still in his arms, and lead her to her desk to gather her things.