Thanks for reviews guys. You don't know how much I appreciate feedback. I have another idea for the next chapter so you can look for another update pretty soon. After that, I'm not so sure how much longer this will go on. We shall see if my muse likes me or not. Anyway, this is some massive fluff considering I was so darn mean to Jess last chapter.

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Rory sat at their kitchen table, work papers spread all around her. Her head was pounding and she wanted nothing more than to collapse in her bed and fall into a deep sleep. Something that just wasn't going to happen because her boss was expecting the files by the next day. That was the problem with being a 'dependable individual'.

She groaned and massaged her temples looking at the work that lay ahead of her. There was at least two hours.

The door to the apartment opened and she turned her body in the chair to see Jess walk in. He gave her a quick smile and a peck on the forehead as he passed her on the way to the fridge.

"You're late."

"Yeah, I had to stop by the store and grab some stuff. That reminds me, I got you a present."

He straightened his back from his previously crouched in the fridge position and opened his messenger bag he so frequently carried with him. Rory perked up in her seat and looked at him with glinting eyes. She always went soft with presents.

He pulled a worn looking hardback out of his bag and tossed it at her place at the table. She caught it greedily in her hands as he turned back to the fridge and ducked in, looking for something substantial to eat.

It was a worn book, definitely not new, probably from one of those second hand bookshops he loved so much. It was thick and a deep red without any words on the cover or binding to give away the title. She ran her hand over the rough surface carefully, feeling all the grooves and edges.

She smiled slightly and opened the book, ready to read an unusual title and be filled with that fantastic book smell. When she saw what it was, her eyes opened wide.

The book had a small square cut in the text and in the small square was a velvet box. With shaking hands, Rory took the box out and set it on the table. Her eyes filled with tears as she looked from the box to the top of Jess's head over the fridge. He was still rummaging about for something to eat.

She took a deep breath and opened the box. She saw an elegant silver ring with a small diamond on the top. She gasped and a couple tears fell out of her eyes, rolling down her cheeks. She looked up at Jess who was busily making a sandwich.

"This is how you propose?"

Jess turned around, sandwich in hand and sat down at the table with her. He leaned back in the chair and gave her a small smile. She gawked at him.

"Did you just propose?"

He gave her a confused look and motioned towards the book.

"I gave you the ri-"

"But you just tossed the book." Her voice squeaked and he raised an eyebrow. "How am I going to tell our children you proposed? Oh yeah, it was so romantic, your father got in from work and threw a book at my head with a ring inside."

He had a large grin on his face, one that she rarely saw on him. It brilliantly showcased all of his teeth. She looked at him.

"What?"

"You said children."

"Yeah?"

"As you are planning for the future?

"Okay."

"Is that a yes?"

She held eye contact with him, a smile slowly breaking through her fake pout. She swallowed it back trying to maintain some semblance of seriousness. It didn't work.

"Yes, that's a yes. Of course."

He stood up so fast that his chair fell back, emitting a crash on the linoleum floor. Rory barely noticed it for Jess had pulled her into his arms and was kissing her so passionately she barely remembered where she was. She smiled against his lips.

"We're getting married."

He nodded and took the ring box off of the table, sliding the ring onto Rory's finger. She let out a giggle as Jess picked her up and spun her around. She hooked her legs around his waist as he trailed kisses down her jaw line and onto her neck. She fumbled with the buttons of his shirt and let out another giggle as he found that spot behind her ear.

The work could be turned in a little late.