AN: If I had a heart I would love you all. Thanks.

Love: Of course ill have Dean back to make fun of him. Hah. Thank you!

Finnlover: Yeah, I am a multi-tasker. It is one of my many pointless talents. God, I suck. Thank you though darling.

Crazyartist: Your penname is so blunt I love it. As for this being Lit… i'm leaning more toward that but absolutely nothing is in stone. You like Lit?

Justhidden: Did you just pout and proceed to steal my espresso? You soooo did! Hah. Will this make you feel better? I'm going to call you Justhidden The Amazing from now on… too long? Too bad!

Justhidden the amazing: jess is like an onion and in the following chapter I'm pulling off a few of his layers. I think it's a good direction… people might hate me… hell you might hate me… don't hate me!

Mandee: It's free to breath now because here's your oxygen.

Jessrocks: IM TRYING!

Nemo: Writing like the wind is an art form… I must learn to master it.

Tonje: I wish I could give Logan like a chainsaw and Tristan a shotgun and have them go at it… hah… but alas I cant.

Chapter VII Warm Flat Pepsi

"Jess?" Rory said still a little shocked that he was standing on her doorstep dripping wet.

"That's me."

Rory's mind went into overdrive. What was he doing here? Why is he so defensive? His eyes would flicker to hers and dart away. Was that embarrassment? He kept checking over his soldier almost expecting someone to be there. Were the cops chasing him? What did he do? Why the hell is he here?

During Rory's inner dialogue Jess began to get tired of the waiting game.

"Can you let me in now? I'm wet, cold, and I'm not supposed to be outdoors remember?"

Instead of asking all the questions rushing through her mind she did the most insane thing she has ever done in her life. She invited Jess Mariano into her house.

Once inside he looked around the living room, and then the hallway, and glanced at the kitchen. As if Rory were reading his mind she told him her mother was not home. He visibly relaxed.

They stood for a long time just looking at one another and then quickly away. Finally Rory realized that this was her house and he basically had to tell her what the hell was going on.

"Tell me why."

"Why what?" Jess answered as if he had rehearsed the answer all the way to her house.

"Jess what is it?"

"Someone was outside."

Now Rory was scared. Outside? Outside her house? Jess saw that she got very scared and jumped toward her suddenly saying:

"No! Not here at my house…"

"Who?"

"Don't know."

Rory asked the top question in her mind. "Are you high?"

"No."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Positive?"

"Stop asking because your making me want to be." He snapped harsher then he meant to. He saw she was either about to kick him out or ask him if he was fucked up again. He said the news that has been haunting him all day.

"Someone else is dead."

"I know"

Jess's mind was insane. She knows? How could she? He just found out a few hours ago and the police decided not to release any of the information to the public, not wanting to frighten them more.

"Finn right?"

Finn? Who's Finn?

"Who's Finn?"

"Logan's friend. The Australian kid. He umm was umm murdered late last night," Rory said looking at the ground to help her to saw the word murder.

"Oh…then there's someone else from last night." Jess looked around the room like it suddenly too small and made a small motion closer to the door regretting ever going to her house. Rory saw this, and some unknown emotion in his eyes. She officially must be insane because she did the second most insane thing she thought shed ever do.

She reached forward and grabbed his wrist, pulled him over to her couch, sat him down, and said: "Tell me everything."

"I was standing by my window last night, umm thinking, and I saw someone moving outside. It was in the shadows, getting soaked in the rain." Jess began.

"I sort of freaked and locked the window. I made sure my house was completely locked and tried to sleep."

Rory listened intently trying to see where someone was majorly wrong.

"Then this morning I heard someone screaming next door. I watched from my window, the same one from the night and this woman was screaming so loud."

Rory leaned in trying to get him to continue.

"That blond girl Shane lives… lived next door to me but she umm was killed last night." Jess said it quick and fast.

Rory frowned hearing about someone else. Her eyes watered a little thinking of Jess actually feeling something other than hate or annoyance with a person, but she sobered up once Jess made eye contact with her again.

"I don't love her. I don't even like her, never did." He said bluntly still staring at her.

Rory's forehead scrounged together.

"Well, what's wrong then?" She asked delicately.

"I saw someone Rory. I saw them right outside and said nothing. I didn't call her. I didn't call the cops. I just felt… I don't know"

"Jess its okay, you were scared."

"No." He said like a little kid being told to go to bed. Rory would have laughed if it weren't for those eyes. He was still staring at her. He looked so tired, scared…

Before she could think of another word his face became emotionless and he looked away. He must have realized what he was showing her. She pouted wanting to investigate him further. He was like a puzzle to her, that she had to crack.

What came out of her mouth next was the third most random thing she felt she could have said: "Why'd you come here?"

Jess's head sort of lollyed around his neck, like he was thinking hard. He wasn't though. His mind was saying one thing.

"Just needed…someone…something"

He can't believe he just told her that. He feels his body heat up. Fuck. Was he blushing? Now he's just going to have to kill himself when he gets home or roam the streets looking for someone to do it for him. A cigarette is suddenly needed more than anything. He decides he needs to leave her house, smoke a cigarette, and either kill himself, get killed, or disappear.

He mumbles to himself, something about leaving, going, and dying while getting up quickly heading for the doorway out into the rain again.

Rory definably has lost her mind. She rushed after him, beating him to the doorway. She blocked it looking him in the eye again. He hovers in front her, with only her body blocking the doorway from him.

"Stay"

Why is she doing this? Who is she Lisa Loeb? Quick think of something to sound less crazy.

"Besides Logan, Tristan, Lane, and Dave are coming over and I umm don't want to wait alone here for them. All alone. Waiting." She stutters slightly but Jess nods letting her lie to him.

"Okay"

"Okay?"

"I'll stay."

"You'll stay."

"Stop imitating me Rory, the whole junkie without a future thing doesn't fit you."

Rory smiles pushing him lightly toward to couch again.

"So Pretty boy one and two are going to be sooo happy to see me" Jess smirks sideways at her putting his feet on the coffee table taking a sip of her Pepsi that she had opened hours prior. It was so warm and flat Jess's face grimaced.

Rory laughed at his reaction. This night was going to be interesting to say the least.

AN: Well might take a little while to get the next one out because I'm always working, or wasting my life away doing some other stupid thing. I predict it'll be out Saturday but Friday night is a possibility. This story is looking Lit. 70 sure it'll be Lit but you rogans and trorys don't go running from the hills because its all not set in stone. If you're a narco fan… I'm so sorry but I'm going to be killing you tonight.

You must all think I'm insane.