AN: This isn't as long as I wanted it but the next chapter is already planned out so expect it wicked soon. I'm sweating like whoa because its fucking 90fuck degrees in Boston. EWW. Sooo enjoy this bitch of chapter to type in the heat. Review my pretties.

gg- missed you! You totally boost my self-esteem… I'm the best at suspense? Rock on.

Gilmoremaniac- sorry its alit but I'm wicked glad you think its cool story. It quite different than a lot of the stuff out there. Brillastic… great word.

Lexy- I wish I said the phrase "like a speedy thing that speeds" first…. Very fun. Hah.

VaguelyG- I've read some of your fics and I must say I enjoy those too! I'm glad you're reading mine, makes me feel all special and shit. Lits make me fucking happy. Sorry about the cliffy… figured id try to be melodramtic… apparently it worked because I got the most reviews for that chapter then I have for any other. Or I could just be trying to be too artsy…. same deal. Also I love long reviews! And I love dirty smutty stories! Should I proud of this… no… am i? yes! Perverted…that's me.

Abfab- hell I'm writing this bullshit and even I want them to kiss.

Jessroryfan24- I'm trying! Is it working?

Morgan- no one can compare to Bowie or queen! It's unattainable! Yeeeaahh my good side is pretty scary therefore my bad side… is hell. Whenver I saw Dean and Rory touch or kiss or even stand on screen together in the show I felt ill. When jess first came I actually got happy because before that all I did was throw shit at the TV. Hell, I am wrting this bullshit and I even want jess or rory to attack one another romantically. Lane and Dave are just pure greatness. Logan and Trsitan? I have no idea where that came from…. I'm sick.

Leopard- you get it anymore now?

Love- you are awesome girl. Everyday I'm considering to write my next fic at a trory…if it turns on lit I promos ether one after will be a trory… Chad Michael Murray is dope.

Alaina- like you name sweets. Hope I answer some Qs this time around.

Justhiddenthefantastic- glad you noticed that absolutyl nothing occurred that last chapter hah. Hers one of your wishes granted within the next chapter… someone will die soon! I love that you pick out your fave lines and such…. Paris is sooooo fun to write and I spend just as much time thinking about jess because well… he's jess and I love him like someone should NEVER EVER love a television character.

Torisboss- sorry for the cliffy. Lits or Literati or something like that's means there's a romance on some kind between Rory and jess. Trory means Rory and Tristan. Rogan with Rory and logan. Getting it? Hope you keep reading and liking it!

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Chapter XII Brains of a Duck

I find her house and climb her front steps. It looks like she's not alone which is good because if she were alone she wouldn't be safe. I like her safe. I could keep her safe. Her curtains are drawn so I need to lean really close to see inside. I like looking in windows, its fun. I watch Rory and her friends play some weird game involving a piece of wood. I like wood and I like Rory so this looks like a lot of fun. Right when I decide to knock on the window I see it happening. Rory and that kid with crazy hair are going to kiss. It makes me want to hit him with that piece of wood.

Before this person can process why Logan and Tristan are kissing he hears a stick snap behind him. He turns has a bat comes flying at him. He side steps the attack but in the process trips over his stupid feet. The bat hits the window and none other than Dean falls backward with it.

The figure almost laughs and melts back into the shadows.

SMASH!

Glass littered around where the front window used to be followed by a gust of window and rain. Apparently a bat caused this and was followed by an over grown boy tumbling through the broken window.

"Did anyone just sees a giant fall through the window?" Lane asks with pink swollen lips.

Everyone doesn't seem to know what to do until Dean apparently begins to stand up and realizes he has a cut on his hand. His eyes tear up and he voice gets tense and high-pitched like a child: "I fell"

"We saw" Tristan said in teasing fatherly voice.

"I fell Rory" Dean says again. If he weren't enormous it probably would have been cute in an immature idiotic way.

"What were you doing at my window Dean?" Rory asks stepping forward.

"I was home and I was bored and I thought you would be alone. I remembered how to get here from the police station. I just wanted to check if you were alright." Dean said holding out his hand as if the blood was scaring him.

Rory, clearly having a heart, leaves to get antiseptic and a bandage. Yet when she tries to apply it she cant face the blood.

"Can someone else do this because I'm sort of… uhh.. Blood makes me… I don't like it" Rory said shuttering slightly.

Lane and Dave are too busy staring at one another to notice anyone else if in the room. Paris is staring down Dean. Logan and Tristan are sort of backing up as if she may forget they are there is they don't talk. She looks up at Jess. He has no emotion on his face.

"Jess? Please?" She asked normally.

"Hell no." He answered simply holding on to his dignity.

"Jessssss Pleasssse" She whines making the best baby face.

If anyone else ever made that face at him he wouldn't move but for some ungodly reason he pushed himself off the wall he was leaning on and walked toward her. He applied antiseptic to Dean's hand in not a very kind way causing Dean to scream out in pain. Rory giggled and Jess smirked at her. He performed this whole nurse Mariano routine never taking his eyes off of hers. This not only made her pulse jump but a sudden urge to throw everyone out of her house.

Dean sees them doing the staring thing at one another again and frowns. Paris takes her chance to begin her interrogation. She approaches Dean and firmly slaps him across the face. You'd be surprised how hard this small girl could hit.

Dean only looks as though he may cry again and asks her why she did that.

"Why should we believe you? How could someone fall through a goddamn window like you? Sure you're a large boy with the brains on a duck but I don't trust you."

"I didn't break it."

"What about this bat? Did it fly through the window on its own? Huh? Speak up lover boy or I'm cutting your hand off entirely." She said picking up the bat off the floor covered in class. At this point Logan and Tristan have begun blocking the open window to prevent the storm destroying the room anymore.

"There was someone outside with- with- with-" Dean started to full out cry now. Paris kept pushing him. Rory felt bad but completely forgot when leaned over and whispered something in her ear along the lines of Paris being terrifying. She barely heard him and only felt his hot breath on her ear. She felt goose bumps all over and tried to stay calm. Jess saw her shiver thought and smiled. He leaned over to whisper to her again and Rory braced herself. Instead on his hot breath she suddenly felt a quick kiss on the space between her neck and her ear. Before Rory could even process anything more Dean finally got on the information that someone was indeed outside with him and they tried to hit him with the baseball bat and in the process hit the window.

Everyone got eerily quiet. Tristan cleared his throat and took a step so he was formally in the middle of everyone.

"I think we are fine right here and now. We are together and safe. We just need to stay together and not separate…wait where is Logan?" Tristan said looking for the other blond.

Logan yelled from the kitchen "I'm fine. I'm just looking for some refreshment"

Rory smiled and said, "We just need to keep out wits about us and watch one another besides we always have the phone in case of an emergency"

Jess agreed, "Yeah, we are all set right here minus the police phone call"

Lane finally spoke up again "We just need to stay calm, together, and everything should run smoothly."

We see Logan in the kitchen looking around the house in search of some sign of food no doubt.

"Jackpot" He hums to himself as he finds a colossal liquor cabinet.