Disclaimer: I don't own the Gilmore cast

Author's Note: Sorry it took so long and sorry it's short BTW I'm wrapping this one up.

I'm thinking about it.

"Alright mom so what did you need to talk to us about?" Jess asked.

He, Luke, and I were sitting at the small kitchen table as my mom and T.J. stood in front of us.

"Well, TJ and I have really good jobs now and we bought a new apartment and we're really getting our lives together."

"So…" I persisted.

"We thought that if you and Jess wanted to you can come home, back to New York with us, you can. You'd each have your own room and you could go back to your old school."

"Seriously?"

"Seriously, what do you say?" She smiled.

"No, I'm fine here. I have a girlfriend here and she's actually keeping me in school so no I'll stay here." Jess said without hesitation.

He looked over at me and so did the rest of them. They were all awaiting my answer but to tell the truth I didn't have one yet.

"I need more time…"

"What?" Jess yelled.

"We leave in two days; you have 'till then Dal."

"Okay…I need to go talk to Dean."

I got up from the table and walked downstairs to the diner. Rory and her mom waved but before I could wave back Jess ran down the stairs yelling my name.

"Dallas! What do you mean you need more time? This is our home now! Uncle Luke took us in and we're happy here."

"Jess, I love New York…it's my home. My friends are there and I just need to think about this."

"Whatever." He walked over to Rory's table and sat down.

I sighed and walked out the door. I headed over to Dean's house and his mom let me come in. I knocked on his door and walked in. He was lying on his bed reading a monster truck magazine.

He smiled when he saw me, "Hey Dallas, what's going on?"

"Dean…we need to talk…"

"Okay, sit down."

I sat on the foot of his bed and he moved to sit next to me. I was staring at my hands and he sensed that something was wrong so he wrapped his arm around my shoulders.

"I talked to my mom."

"Oh right…what did she say?"

"She said that Jess and I are welcome to come home now…back to New York."

"Is Jess going?" He asked hopefully.

"No…but…I'm thinking about it."

He sighed, "You are?"

"New York's my home, Dean…"

"So you're leaving?"

"Maybe…I'm not sure yet."

Dean took his arm back slowly, "If it's what you want then you should do it."

"Dean…"

He stood up and started pacing, "You know I thought we were more than this Dallas."

"We are!"

"Apparently not if you can just think of up and leaving."

"Dean, you don't understand…"

"I understand perfectly. Go back to New York Dallas; I know that's what you really want."

I got up from his bed and walked over to the door. Before I walked out I turned to him and gave him a sad smile.

"I love you Dean…I'm leaving on Friday."