A/N: Hi boys and girls! I know you think I'm an evil wench who should have updated months ago but alas I have a good reason other then my usual………….I suck I'm lazy………….My computer was Dead! D E A D! Dead. So be angry not my friends because here it is in all its glory! Thank you so much for reviewing and staying with this tale for so long! Special Thanks to my Beta Kckgirl! You're my hero! I love my reviewers! I've also decided to go back and fix a few older chapters so just so you know nothing new was added. Just grammar fixing!

A Lenny Bruce Rutine: I swear on my Buffy Box DVD set that I will finish this story and never abandon it. Now take a deep breath lol Your review made me want to write plus it made me giggle a whole lot.

Draco Malfoy is the sex: First I could not agree more with your name lol I heart Draco. I unfortunately plan to slowly torture Jess and Rory for several more chapters. Its no fun if I just made them together right away. lol (evil laugh)

CMDragonia: I throw in another Firefly reference for you. Long live the brown coats (relieves what a nerd I am and hides head in shame. Lol)

DISCLAIMER: I own not a thing…..

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Chapter 11 Pirate Beats

Weeks had passed since the decision had been made and the kiss had been had and Lorelai and Rory slowly made their way back to Luke's Diner. Luke and Lorelai's banter, though filled with awkward moments, still existed; in fact, the only really change was Jess's attitude towards Rory. Oh and the blonde super glued to his face.

"Top of the morning to you matey." Lorelai croaked at Luke as she and Rory entered the diner.

"Excuse me?"

"Me and me faithful parrot would like to partake in a cup of your finest black gold!"

"Did you just refer to me as your faithful parrot?" Rory asked, bewildered.

"Um….no…" Lorelai grinned back at her daughter. They had been getting along much better now that it appeared that she and Jess had a falling out.

"Two coffees?" Luke rolled his eyes.

"Ah-Ha! Pirate talk always works!" Lorelai cheered.

"No, being insane always works." Luke scuffed.

"Potato, Po-tah-to, my friend." Lorelai grinned, as she and Rory commandeered a table.

"Here." Jess grunted, as he set two coffee cups down in front of them and began to fill them.

"You sure are charming." Lorelai glared.

"It's a gift."

"Is there normally a blow doll attached to you so you can't work?" Rory spat at him.

"Her name's Shane." Jess glared back.

"Huh, would have guessed Barbie." Rory smirked.

"Really? I would have gone with Candy." Lorelai cut in. She was not enjoying the jealous exchange at all. "How about we order now."

"If you feel the need." Jess sighed.

"Well why else would we be here?" Rory tooted.

"I can think of a few things." Jess smirked and arched an eyebrow. "Get over yourself."

"Can we have Luke take our order?" Lorelai interjected again.

"Nope. What do you want?"

"We'll have two burgers minus anything healthy like vegetables, four orders of cheese fries, oh and a pie!" Lorelai ordered.

"And onion rings!" Rory exclaimed.

"How could I have forgotten? Maybe I'm ill!" Lorelai whined and turned as the bell jingled and the aforementioned blonde walked through the door directly to Jess.

"Hey baby," she smiled and pulled Jess into a strictly PG-13 kiss. After finally coming up for air she glanced over at the horror struck Gilmore Girls, "Oh, sorry, you're working."

"Yeah; meet you upstairs." He smiled and smacked her ass as she walked away, "That all?"

"Augh, suddenly not so hungry." Lorelai snarled, Rory just looked anywhere but at Jess.

"Well, I can cancel your order then." Jess sighed. The doe eyed girl was making him feel guilty.

"No, we'll eat." Rory mumbled.

"Ok, it will be right up." Jess nodded and walked away.

"You alright Ror?" Lorelai asked, concerned.

"Yeah, just nauseous."

"Well I think I'll be joining you on that sick train this evening." Lorelai sighed, "cough, sneeze, cough."

"You are not sick, well, maybe mentally" Rory mocked.

"I'm offended! Aren't you offended Bob? Why yes I am too! How about you Betty? Why I think…." Lorelai ranted.

"I get it Mom, you have inner voices. STOP!" Rory cut her off.

"She claims to understand Bob but me and Betty think she's lying."

"Talking to yourself will not make it so you don't have to go to Friday night dinner."

"Mean."

"You're like this every week."

"Until they die or I die…can the devil die?"

"You're going to feel bad when they actually die."

"Sure but I'll be free. FREE AT LAST!" Lorelai beamed.

"Here's your food." Luke grunted, setting down all the plates, "You're going to die because of these foods."

"It will be your fault though." Rory smiled, digging into her onion rings.

"How so?"

"Hand that feeds." Lorelai sighed, shaking her head, "Our lives are in your hands and you just throw them away."

"Fine. Salads for you both." Luke smirked and began taking the food away.

"NO! I mean it's her fault!" Rory exclaimed, pointing at her mother, "Bad mommy killing me so."

"Oh I see where your loyalties lie." Lorelai glared.

"With my hamburger."

"Look Luke, my little girl's all grown up!" Lorelai exclaimed with mock joy.

"You are both lunatics." Luke sighed, placed the food down and walked away.

" So, talk to him about snogging yet?"

"Hey, pass the onion rings!"

"You know you'll have to eventually."

"Onion rings!" Lorelai demanded.

"Avoidance is not a virtue."

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"Have you seen my B-52 shirt?" Rory called into the living room.

"My room, why?" Lorelai called back from her position on the couch, "Oh. Gonna wear it to dinner tonight?"

"Lane wants to borrow it."

"After you wear it to dinner tonight!"

"Ha, ha," Rory sighed, running down the stairs shirt in hand, "I'm heading to the book store, then to drop off the shirt at Lane's. Ok?"

"Alright, don't make it back in time for dinner!"

"Want to go alone?" Rory smirked.

"No, can't go without you!" Lorelai beamed, "Don't want to disappoint my mother."

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Rory wandered aimlessly around the bookstore. She made her way towards the poetry section. She was in the mood for the beats. Her copy of On the Road seemed to have disappeared and she was craving a good Kerouac fix. She slowly scanned the titles until she found her newest victim and pulled it off the shelf.

"If you're done miss, could you please move aside." an annoyed voice rang out behind her.

"Jess!" Rory yelped, "I mean, yeah, sorry"

"You're not moving." Jess rolled his eyes.

"Well, with that attitude I may stand here all day." Rory glared, standing in his way defiantly.

"Don't play with fire Rory."

"Darn, I always wanted to be a fire eater too."

"Does your boyfriend know you're here?"

"No, I don't check in, Jess."

"Oh, that's right. You just let him pick your friends." Jess snarled.

"It's not that simple!" Rory yelled.

"Keep it down, don't want to attract attention to ourselves!" Jess mocked, "I mean, Miss Patty could hear and think something was going on between us!"

"Shut up." Rory mumbled.

"What, no witty comeback?"

"Well, I got what I came for. I'll get out of your way now." Rory glared, and tried to push him aside.

"You already have that book." Jess pointed, refusing to let her pass.

"I lost it."

"Huh, thought I gave it back." Jess sighed, moving to let her pass.

"You stole my book!" Rory growled, outraged moving in front of him again.

"Borrowed."

"I want it back! Now!"

"Well, let me use my force powers to call it to me right now."

"Augh! You probably scribbled all over it!"

"You used to like my notes." Jess offered.

"Oh yeah! I loved it when you stole my things and kept them for weeks at a time!" Rory glared, "Brought real joy, oh wait, it just brought me duplicates!"

"Mad you can't lend them to Bean Pole?"

"What?"

"Not that he'd be able to comprehend them, but he'd see the notes in the margin." Jess snarled and stage whispered, "Then he'd know!"

"That makes no sense, even for you." Rory scuffed.

"Everyone knows notes in the margin lead to sex, Rory. Where are your street smarts?"

"You are twisted."

"You're whipped." Jess countered.

"Excuse me!" Rory yelled.

"Well he says jump and you leap in the air. I'd call that whipped."

"I'd sure like to pistol whip you!" Rory smirked.

"Nerve?"

"You wish."

"When you wake up and realize you made the wrong choice, you'll wish I cared." Jess glared, harshly.

"Think highly of yourself, don't ya?" Rory replied, coldly.

"Only bothers you because you know I'm right."

"Oh please, you just want what you can't have." Rory smirked, triumphantly, which quickly turned to fear as Jess pinned her to a bookcase. "What? What…..are you doing?" Jess didn't reply, he just leaned in closer. She knew what was coming she knew she should stop him, but her eyes slide closed and she pulled him closer. Then, to her surprise, nothing happened.

"Open your eyes Rory." Jess sighed, placing his forehead onto hers, "There's one thing you need to understand about all this."

"What's that?" Rory asked, softly looking into his eyes.

"It's never been about what I can't have, it's about what WE could have." Jess smiled, weakly, taking On The Road and placing it back on the shelf and, with a kiss to Rory's forehead, he walked out of the store.

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"Ring, Ring!" the phone rang out across the Gilmore's living room.

"Oh, oh, I'm coming!" Lorelai cried out and began hunting for the phone, "Don't hang up!" she yelled, finally locating it in the microwave she answered, "Hello!"

"Do you always take so long to answer your phone?"

"Hi, Mom." Lorelai sighed, wishing she'd screen her calls more often, "I couldn't find the phone."

"Well, where was it that I took you a total of six rings to answer it?" Emily snarled.

"The microwave."

"Why on earth would it be in there?"

"Tanning?"

"Oh, Lorelai, please, if you kept your house clean…."

"Is there any particular reason you called?" Lorelai cut her off.

"Well yes, but can't I ever just call to talk?" Emily asked, annoyed.

"No."

"Being at home alone can be very lonely sometimes Lorelai."

"You have maids."

"That hardly counts."

"They're people too, mother!"

"Well of course, but…"

"But what?"

"Must you always be so difficult?" Emily cried, exasperated.

"Yes!" Lorelai smiled, "Now, why did you call?"

"I called to invite Rory's boyfriend, Doug…."

"Dean" Lorelai corrected.

"Well, I knew it was something common." Emily sighed, "Anyway, I called to have Rory invite him to dinner tonight."

"Why?"

"The last dinner didn't go as well as planned. So I thought it would be nice to try again."

"You're lying." Lorelai responded.

"Lorelai, please."

"Fine, I'll tell her but I've got my eye on you!"

"Thank you, 7 o'clock, don't be late." Emily replied.

"I'll do my best." Lorelai hung up, "She's up to something."

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"Hello, Mrs. Kim, is Lane home?" Rory smiled politely at the older Koran women.

"Yes, but she is very busy. Why are you here?" Mrs. Kim demanded.

"Um, returning this book." Rory replied, pulling a large book from her bag.

"Ok, upstairs." Mrs. Kim replied, sternly.

"Thank you." Rory nodded, and headed up to Lane's room.

"Rory!" Lane exclaimed, jumping out of her closet, "Did you bring it?"

"Yes. Now, will you tell me why you needed it already?"

"I guess," Lane smiled, grabbing the book and pulling from it the concealed shirt, "I, Lane Kim, have a date!"

"Oh my God! Who is he?" Rory squealed, excitedly.

"Well, remember how I placed the band wanted ad in the paper?"

"Of course."

"He's one of the guys who replied!" Lane beamed.

"That's amazing! What's his name? What does he look like? Is he Korean?" Rory asked, rapidly.

"His names Dave, he's dreamy, and sadly not Korean."

"I'm so happy for you! How are you getting out?"

"Rory remember how you're my best friend?"

"I think I may recall."

"Can we tell my mom I was invited to Friday night dinner at your grandparents'?" Lane begged.

"Lane, I don't know."

"Please, Rory!"

"Fine, but if you get caught I had nothing to do with it."

"Ok, I understand the terms." Lane beamed, when suddenly Rebel Rebel began blasting out of Rory's cell phone.

"Hello?" Rory answered.

"Hi kid, Grandma called." Lorelai replied.

"Is dinner cancelled?"

"I wish."

"Well if wishes were horses we'd all be eating steak."

"You know that makes no sense, right?"

"I get it from you."

"She wants Dean to come to dinner tonight." Lorelai blurted.

"What? Why?" Rory responded, bewildered.

"You ask me as if I know."

"Well, I'll call Dean and ask."

"Thanks, Babe."

"You think she's up to something?"

"When isn't she?"

"Good point." Rory agreed, "Bye Mom."

"Bye kid."

"Well Lane, I've got to go invite Dean to dinner, so I'm gonna head out." Rory turned to Lane.

"Bye, Ror." Lane smiled, as her friend exited.

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"Hello?" Dean answered.

"Hey!" Rory replied, "What you doing tonight?"

"I've got to work 5 to close." He responded, distant, "Why?"

"Oh, your presence was requested at Friday night dinner. Are you ok?"

"Were you at the book store today?" Dean questioned, suddenly.

"Yeah, why?" Rory replied, nervously.

"I saw you in there with Jess."

"I, uh…." Rory grasped for words, anything to explain away what he may have seen.

"You promised to stay away from him." Dean reminded, angrily.

"He walked in after me, we were just in the same aisle is all." Rory bent the truth.

"Miss Patty said she heard you arguing." he accused her.

"We argued about a book."

"I thought you weren't talking to him."

"He was rude, he's mean." Rory pleaded.

"I want to trust you Rory….." Dean trailed off.

"I haven't given you reason not to trust me!" 'that you know of!' Rory thought and responded, bitterly.

"I know, I guess I trust you, its just him I don't trust."

"It was nothing."

"Ok Rory, I've got to run, have fun at dinner." Dean concluded.

"Yeah." Rory hung up."

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"We could still turn around." Lorelai offered.

"Mom, were here." Rory pointed, at the driveway of her grandparents' house.

"Your point?"

"Suck it up, Mom." Rory sighed, as they made their way to the front door.

"It's your fault we're here." Lorelai glared at Rory.

"Mature Mom." Rory glared back.

"Truth hurts, baby." Lorelai beamed, as the door flew open.

"Girls!" Emily squealed, "Where's Dean?"

"Doug couldn't make it." Lorelai smirked.

"Well that's just unfortunate." Emily replied, bitterly.

"Yeah. Well, at least you have us." Lorelai noted.

"Yes of course." Emily nodded.

"White wine, please." Lorelai told her mother.

"I haven't asked you what you wanted to drink yet."

"I knew you were going to." Lorelai smiled.

"It's rude to assume Lorelai." Emily glared.

"It's rude not to offer refreshments mother."

"You are impossible, I swear Lorelai." Emily rolled her eyes, before getting Lorelai her wine, "Would you like a soda Rory?"

"Yes, thank you Grandma." Rory accepted her beverage, "Where is Grandpa tonight?"

"Oh he's on yet another business trip." Emily answered, annoyed.

"Diner is ready, Mrs. Gilmore." The maid announced.

"Thank you. Girls, if you are ready to eat." Emily frowned, and glanced at towards the doors.

"Mom, there's an extra place setting." Lorelai pointed out, as she entered the dining room.

"Well Dean was supposed to join us, remember?" Rory smiled, and quickly counted, "Wait. You're right. There's an extra. Are you expecting someone else Grandma?"

"Ding dong." The doorbell rang, before Emily could respond.

"Who's that, mother?" Lorelai asked suspicious.

"I haven't a clue." Emily smiled.

"Good evening Emily, Girls." an all-too-familiar male voice rang out.

"Christopher?" Emily cried out, in mock surprise.

"Why couldn't you just stay out of it Mom?" Lorelai sighed, glaring at her mother, "Leave, Chris."

"No Lorelai. I have to talk to you." Christopher stated.

"We've been over this! Leave. I can't do this right now." Lorelai yelled.

"I tried to tell you before, but you had to pretend to be with the horrid diner guy."

"Luke and I are together Chris and there's nothing you can do to change it. Believe it or not." Lorelai lied.

"Don't kid yourself Lorelai! I asked around your little town and got all the information I needed." Chris glared, "I can't believe you tried to hurt me like that."

"First, Rory, add Miss Patty to my hit list. Second, Christopher, where the hell do you get off lecturing me about hurting you? YOU HURT ME FIRST!"

"Mature, Lorelai. Eye for an Eye." Chris scowled, "The worst part is you won't even let me explain."

"What is there to say?" Lorelai cried, "Did you leave me to go back to Sherri?"

"It wasn't like that!"

"But it was Chris."

"Five minutes, it's all I want I can make this better, I swear!" he begged.

"Is Sherri still pregnant Chris?" Lorelai screamed, frustrated.

"NO."

"Then you can't make it….wait. What?" Lorelai stopped shocked, speechless.

"She had an abortion. She's not pregnant." Chris explained.

"I, what, when?" Lorelai stuttered.

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A/N: There it is the long awaited chapter 11! Hope you enjoyed yourselves and I would promise a faster update, but most likely that would turn me into a liar so I won't do that. So thanks for reading. Please, please review. They are my bread and butter!