a/n: Thanks again for the reviews, as I said before, I'm leaving for a week tomorrow, but I'll be writing a chapter each day, so when I get back I'll type up like six chapters, 'kay?

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Chapter six

He couldn't believe it. There he was. The dickhead who fucking cheated on her. Back. The wasn't meer dislike, he hated this guy with a bitter loathing and he was pretty sure that the feeling was mutual.

"What are you doing here?" Logan spat out in distaste.

"Leaving." Jess spat back, giving Rory a fixed stare before turning to leave.

"Jess, wait!" Rory cried, finally re-mastering the ability of speech.

"Ace, don't."

"Go home, Logan."

"What?"

"I said go home."

"So you drag me out to dinner, without any explanation as to why by the way, and now you just dump me again just 'cos Book Boy shows up!"

"Logan, I…I can't talk about this now!" she said, starting to chase after Jess.

Logan shook his head, disbelievingly and walked over to the elevator.

"Jess! Jess, why did you come?"

"Just go back to Logan, Rory."

"You can't just come here unannounced and just walk away again with no explanation at all!"

"Fine! I just wanted to try to fix whatever crap there is between us! You happy?"

"I'm not doing cartwheels, but-"

"Look, it doesn't matter, just go back to your boyfriend."

"He's not my boyfriend."

"Then what is her? Hell, what am I?"

"We're friends."

Jess snorted, "Like hell we are."

"What else do you expect me to say? You've made it pretty clear that we can't be anything more and we sure as hell aren't strangers, so you tell me."

"Look," Jess said in a tired voice, "I just came here to apologise for yelling at you the other day, so there you go."

"I'm sorry too, for…for…for what happened."

"It's forgotten."

"Okay. Friends?"

"Friends." Jess replied, though his tone was agitated and he left straight afterwards.

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She had no idea how that had gone in his eyes but she had a feeling that it didn't go well. She kept thinking of ways she could have handled it better but how are you supposed to handle something like that? Better than she had, that's for sure.

She didn't know where to go from now, she had tried t move on, but then Jess came back again and all hell broke loose. She knew she'd missed him over the years, how could she deny it, but she should be able to restrain herself better than that and try not to think about him. She'd just have to settle for being just friends with Jess, she'd left it too late for anything else.

But what did being friends with Jess entail? More disastrous movie nights? Phone calls? The occasional email? A yearly awkward encounter with a bitter after taste? That last one seemed most accurate.

She absently wondered what it would have been like if she'd gone with him that night at her dorm. God, what was she thinking? She knew it wouldn't have worked out. Or, at least, that's what she'd told herself every time the subject had cropped up in her head before.

This would be a long night.

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Jess' mind raced as he walked back. He didn't really know what to think. Was he mad at Rory? He knew he was mad at Logan, that's for sure, but he wasn't surer how he felt about Rory. Why did he keep going back to her? She was like some kind of addiction, he didn't know what to do.

'Oh well,' he thought, 'at least I can relax for the evening, now.'

"Hello!" said Karen, opening the door to the hotel room and giving him a quick peck on the lips.

"Hey!" greeted Jess, surprised.

"So, since you couldn't come home, I decided to bring home to you."

"Cool, it's good to see you."

"It's okay isn't it?"

"Yeah, of course."

"Okay. So, I rented a couple of movies to see, hold on, I'll just get them out of the kitchen.

"Okay." Jess said, slumping onto the couch.

The hotel phone rang, but Jess just reclined lazily and let the machine get it.

"Hi," Jess' head snapped up, "it's uh, Rory, I just want to, um, talk, I guess, just to see where we stand, so call me back when you get this, okay?" the dialling tone came.

He felt eyes burning holes in the back of his head and he reluctantly turned around to see Karen standing in the doorway, her green eyes ablaze with curiosity and her eyebrow raised.

This was going to be a long night.