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They were back on the road, happily. It had been a long stop, and they were all tired and restless. Dave was driving, and now Lane was sitting in the front. Jess had an arm around Rory in the back, wind going through their hair, although Jess complained every two seconds of getting un-gelled, as he liked to call it.

Rory smiled, tapping her foot to the music. "How you doing?" She asked sweetly to her boyfriend. Now, that they were back on speaking terms, they were more gushy than ever. This made Dave and Lane sick. (They weren't a very romantic couple, at the moment, they were arguing about The Beatles.)

"Not great. I'll just have to let it go…you can ruffle my hair now." He rolled his eyes.

Rory beamed, doing as he asked. "See, now you look way more James Dean-ish. Nobody's perfect."

"My hair is."

"Stop pouting. It's not cute like when I do it."

"Uh-huh…you think you're cute? I'll give you cute…" He smirked, giving her a rough kiss. "Was that cute?"

Rory frowned, "No. But, good."

"See, your pouting makes me want to do that. So, it's a very sexual thing."

"Pouting is sexual?"

Jess smirked, "Believe it or not."

Lane turned up the music. "Please! We don't want to hear this…" She started shaking her head wildly at the music. Rory and Jess chuckled and followed along, but couldn't stop taking peeks at each other.

Dave saw this through the rear-view mirror. "You guys are sickening."

Rory blushed, and turned to Jess, who was still full on smirking. "Hey, can we stop at a gas station? I really need to pee."

"Last time you said that we found you two fully making out."

"Oh, come on, why are you trying to spoil our fun?" Jess kissed Rory's cheek, who was beaming.

"No. But, I really need to go this time. I think it could get lethal."

The next gas station was only five minutes away, and they steered into it quickly. Rory jumped out of the car, grabbing Jess' hand. He smirked, winking at Dave. They walked into the hallway where the bathroom, and he started attacking her neck fiercely. She felt a blush creep up her neck, for no reason at all, and put her arms around his neck, now, kissing him fully on the mouth. They kept with the making out/groping session, until Rory stopped, breathing fast. Not catching the clue, Jess just moved on to her neck again.

"Jess." She half moaned and half spoke. He looked up, smirking. "Believe it or not, what I said to Lane and Dave was not a lie…I do have to go to the bathroom. And now, really badly."

He took his hands out from under her shirt, "Oh. Dammit, and I was having so much fun."

Rory scowled. "I'll be right back."

He, smartly, followed her where she turned to him, frowning.

"Don't be smart with me, Jess. I just let you full on grope me. Now, stand back. I'm going to the bathroom alone."

His smirk just got wider, but he held his hands up in surrender.

Jess waited impatiently for Rory to finish in the bathroom. She came out, smiling at him, as she took his hand.

"I assume that you washed your hands, right?" Jess smirked. Rory rolled her eyes and pulled him out of the diner, where they found Dave and Lane doing something similar to what they were doing in the car. "You know what? I'm thinking of just renting a car and leaving them here."

Rory sighed. "I don't want to interrupt the coupling, it could get deadly. But, I am probably going to die if I don't take off this jacket...the heat is making me dizzy."

"What do you have under that sweater-like thing?" He asked cautiously.

"A tank top."

"Then, I don't think it's a great idea." Jess said, looking around.

"Why?"

He gestured around them. "Well, the guys around here don't seem so friendly. And I'm pretty sure that about 10 sexual harassment laws will be broken if they see you in a teeny tiny tank top. Just warning you to what is to come."

"It's not tiny."

He smirked, "Hey, I'll be your strong protector either way...all I'm saying is that you might want to save yourself the un-needed trouble."

Rory crossed her arms over her chest. "Great, now, we're stuck in a place that smells like gasoline with a couple making out in the car with no air conditioning. Now, this is just great."

"What do we do?"

Rory opened her mouth to say something, but her cell phone interrupted her. "Hello?" She answered, moving away from Jess as she spoke.

"Ah! Child. My beautiful child has not been captured and raped and then made listen to a Brittany Spears song. I am so relieved. Now, speak to make sure that nobody made you go all mime on us."

Rory chuckled. "Wow, once you've resorted to mime references, then we know that you must be desperate."

She heard her mother let out a relieved sigh. "Just call me a regular desperate housewife." Rory laughed on the other line. Lorelai smiled, "Last time I spoke to you was in forever."

"Yeah, sorry about that. Me and Jess were going through a drama period."

"Ooh, sounds interesting. What happened?"

"Nothing. Never mind that. Tell me. What's up with you?"

Then, suddenly, Lorelai's voice sounded giddy and girly. "I met a guy."

"Now, that sounds interesting. Who is this guy?"

"His name is Eros. He's Greek and he's beautiful. And I just want to put him on top of my hamburger and eat him. He's tanned, and he has a nice body–,"

"Woah. Sounds like a fulfilled relationship, not shallow at all."

Lorelai rolled her eyes. "Well, you have to have attraction to have love."

"Uh-huh." Rory said in an unconvincing voice.

"Guess what his name means?" Lorelai shrieked, "God of Love."

"And you met this god of love in Stars Hollow? Unless he's unauthentic, like everything else that has a Hello Kitty sticker, and then he couldn't be in Stars Hollow."

"He's authentic!" Lorelai frowned, "And I didn't meet him in Stars Hollow. I met him in a bookstore."

Rory raised her eyebrows. "What were you doing in a bookstore?"

"Well, I heard that they had CD's there. Anyway, that doesn't matter. Because I'm in love!"

"Let's see how long this Greek adventure lasts."

"He calls me his American Princess."

Rory giggled. "Sounds perfect. Anything else new?"

"Al's pancake world is now serving pancakes."

"I'm very disappointed." Rory smiled. "I gotta go, though. Jess is giving me a weird look because I've been talking about a hot Greek guy."

"Tell him to stop being so jealous."

"I will. Love you, mom."

"Ditto, kid."

After the phone call, Rory and Jess climbed back into the car, deciding that they needed to get out of the heat. Lane and Dave gave them evil-looking glares, while they simply had a smirk playing on their faces. The ride was pretty much silent, until Lane brought up the subject that she knew was going to become an argument.

"We're driving around aimlessly."

Dave nodded, "Yeah...I've tried to not point that out. But, it's sun-set already."

"Um, anywhere." Rory smiled, the wind hitting her face. It was the first time in a long time that she didn't feel like there was a huge pressure on her to do something, school was out, she was with her loved ones, and all she was really looking for was fun and relaxation. It was so beautiful watching the sunset as they drove by everything speeding.

Dave looked over at the map on Lane's lap. "Well, we're pretty close to a beach."

Rory's eyes lit up, she immediately loved the idea. "That's perfect! It's the summer, the beach is a natural place that we could go to."

"Maybe we could get some place on the beach." Lane exclaimed, getting excited also.

Jess shook his head, hating to point out the obvious. "Do you know how much it costs to get a 'place on the beach?' We have no cash on us. It doesn't sound good."

"We've got sleeping bags..." Dave mused.

Rory smiled giddily. "Camping on the beach."

"But—isn't that dangerous?" Lane asked, cautiously.

"It's not the woods, Lane. I'm sure people do it all the time." Rory waved the problem off, and then turned to Jess. "What do you think?"

"Why are you looking at me?"

"Well, I'm sure you've done this stuff all the time."

Jess rolled his eyes, "I come from the city, not the beach."

Dave nodded and agreed. "We should do it. We've been locked up in an apartment way too long. I think it would definitely do us some good. Plus, we have water and snacks. It may not be permanent, but we have no better place for the night."

"It's settled, then." Lane beamed.

"We could drive back in the morning, find a better place to crash." Rory smiled, turning to Jess. "I think it'll be perfect."

He blinked, smirking. "Whatever you say."

Dave drove there fast, as if they were just too excited. But, Jess had a feeling that they wouldn't feel the same after they had some sea-bug crawling up their nose. But, he was smiling inside, Rory was just so excited, she kept on talking about it so wonderfully. It was impossible not to catch the happy-bug. He simply played with her hair as she talked and it helped him pass the time.

When they arrived at a hide-out with a bunch of trees and a small disheveled pavement leading to the beach, they were surprised. The sun had already set, and they could see that there was a full moon out, with a bunch of stars twinkling beside it.

"Wow." Rory gushed, biting her lip. "I'm sorry to say this, but it's a lot scarier to actually do this than to talk about it."

"It's a beach, can't be too scary." Dave shrugged it off, putting an arm around Lane.

Jess was carrying the water, as Rory was carrying the junk food. They didn't really care about their clothes because there wasn't exactly a shower anywhere near. The wind was strong, and it was chilly out, which made Rory hug her sweater close.

The waves of the beach were coming on strong, but it was still beautiful to watch. There were four sleeping bags, and each of them were set up next to each other. It was amazing that they were doing this, because either the total fright of someone catching them, or maybe that someone would just stroll by and call the police was pretty strong. As Rory crawled into her sleeping bag, something didn't feel right. She looked over to Jess, who was next to her, but far away enough so she couldn't reach out and grab him.

Rory frowned and stood up, leaving her sleeping bag empty. She crawled over to Jess and crossed her arms over her chest. "This isn't fair."

"What?" He asked sleepily.

"I feel weird all the way over there."

"All the way over where? Your right here."

Rory rolled her eyes. "Well, I'm sorry I can't be without you for a second."

He opened his eyes and smirked. "So, what can I do about this?"

She blinked. "Scoot over."

He did as he was told, patting the small space next to him. She smiled and went underneath, where Jess was nice and tucked in. She made herself comfortable right under the crook of his arms, resting her head slightly on his chest.

Rory gave a happy sigh and nodded. "I like this."

"The sand?" He teased.

She gave him a death glare and continued. "I like us. This."

"Well, I'm glad we agree." He nodded, closing his eyes as he felt like he could doze off at any second. He held

her tightly subconsciously, and she knew that he was probably half asleep. Then, he kissed her forehead.

"Goodnight..." She cooed, knowing he was probably already asleep.

"I love you." These words escaped his mouth barely, as he was probably not even awake when he said them. But, Rory couldn't help and beam. She kissed his chest and couldn't let go of the happy feeling in her stomach.

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A/N: How's that for clichéd fluff? Am I making all of you completely weirded out by all this fluff? -hides face shamefully- Don't worry, for those of you who like the angst and the drama...you have to wait because with the whole Ava thing, I think they deserve a break. :)

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