-1A/N: You're all right. I'm horrible. I'm awful. I'm lazy. I'm a bum. Add in whatever other adjective comes to mind. I'm apologize terribly for my lack of updates lately. I was so good about it, but then this chapter made me blah. Some was very difficult to write, and then once I did, I was not happy with the end product. Buuut you can thank my vacation for the update. I decided that since I'm going to Texas for ten days, starting Tuesday, and I'm being forced to leave my precious laptop behind, that I needed to get off my ass, or on my ass in the case, and update. I'm dragging myself kicking and screaming, but I refuse to let all of my wonderful readers and reviewers wait ten days for an update. So although I'm incredibly busy making lists and packing because my mother is convinced we won't finish packing on time, (mostly because she decides to bring all of King Tuts belongings with her. I'm not so worried, because I don't even have much to bring) I will post the last two chapters before I leave and finish this story. Yay!! Wow, this is a long ass Author's Note. Am I breaking some kind of record? For all of you that are still reading, thank you, and I will now let you get on with the story.

Disclaimer- I own nothing but the ridiculously long Authors Note.

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Suddenly Cassie was there, walking onto the bridge slowly, catching the tail end of the story. She sat and continued where Jess left off. "It went on for a year."

She and Jess took turns telling the rest.

About a year later, Cassie and Jess went to get checked for STD's. It was routine. They went every year, just in case. Apparently someone there tipped some detectives off about Cassie's suspicious scars.

Cassie had gotten much better. The episodes in which she lost it were few and far between. It seemed she was becoming numb to it, and she got to where she just went somewhere else, and came back after the awfulness was over. It didn't make it okay, but it helped. Helped Cassie cope. Helped her just go on with her relationship with Jess, that had become increasingly tense over year in which George was ruining Cassie's life.

For the last few months Jess and Cassie had been fighting. It seemed like all of the time. Jess wanted to report it. Make it end. Cassie didn't. Yes, she wanted it to end, but she didn't want to report it. It hurt enough to have Jess know. She didn't know if she could stand her mother knowing.

She had been getting farther from her mother, unconsciously holding a grudge against her for what was happening. Like it was somehow her fault. And in Cassie's somewhat fucked-up mind, it was. Shouldn't her mother see her unhappiness? Shouldn't there have been some motherly instinct to tell when there's something wrong? Cassie believed her mother was just too caught up in George to pay enough attention to notice. But that didn't mean she didn't love her mother dearly, and want to inflict any kind of pain on her. So she fought to keep it a secret. Didn't care what it meant for her. But Jess did.

Jess' and Cassie's fights were not few and far between. They fought anywhere and everywhere. The kids at school even noticed. Multiple times Jess would get fed up and tell Cassie that it was over, walking out. But the next day he always returned and he and Cassie would make up, apologizing and making promises they couldn't keep. Then they would fight again. Curse, scream, hit, push, and throw things at each other. All of the fights were not even about the same thing. Underlying, yes, but they would find the smallest things to fight about. Down to what the other was wearing or listening to. Everything the other did seemed to get on their nerves. Sure they had the good moments in which it was quiet and all they had was the love for each other. Because no matter how much they fought, they loved each other. Which in the end was why they fought. Jess loved and cared so much about Cassie that he didn't want to respect her wishes, he wanted to end the pain. In his efforts, he only caused himself pain and became more and more closed off from Cassie, along with everyone else. Usually his attitude was saved for everyone that wasn't Cassie, but that was changing rapidly and it was one more thing they fought about. They were having one of their more serious fights when the detectives walked in.

The two were in a small secluded part of the school by some lockers no one used, arguing like they always did.

"He could've killed you!" Jess yelled angrily.

"Jess, you don't get it. I need to be strong about this. He does it to hurt me. He does it to see me cry, to see me in pain. I can't show him that."

"So you told him I had a bigger dick so it didn't matter what he did to you?! You could have gotten had a major concussion from how hard he hit your head on the wall! I was worried sick!" The first line would have been funny if not for the ridiculously angry outburst that came as a result of it.

"Jess, I do it to hurt him. He gets mad because he's hurt. I have to hurt him like he's hurting me."

"Nothing you could do to him would be worse than what he does to you. That's it, I'm telling someone."

Unfortunately, what came next was what the detectives heard.

"No, Jess! Please!"

"Yes, I'm going to-" He stepped close to Cassie, his body almost touching hers.

"No!" She yelled a little stronger, cutting him off.

"Dammit, Cassie!" Jess punched the lockers next to her head, leaving a permanent indent in them. To Cassie's credit, she didn't flinch. She was used to his outbursts.

"Jess Mariano?" The detective called. Jess looked in their direction. They came up on him, slamming him face first against the lockers, putting him in handcuffs. "You're under arrest for the rape of Cassandra King."

"What?!" They both yelled simultaneously, equally outraged.

"He didn't rape me!" She tried to defend, but they kept pushing Jess through the halls, earning many looks from the students around them.

"Come with us, Ms. King." The taller, lankier detective ordered, leading her through the halls after Jess.

They were put in separate rooms to be questioned at first. Cassie of course got the tall, gentler detective who now had a woman with him.

"Ms. King, we found signs of rape, and Jess' seamen." Cassie was sitting at a table with a mirror on one wall of the room and one of the two detectives standing. She felt like a criminal.

"Of course you found his seamen. He's my boyfriend. We have sex. All of the time. In fact, we had sex this morning. I like it a little rough, okay? No biggie." None of that was a lie. She did like it rough. Always had. And they did have sex that morning.

"There's rough, and then there's rape." The woman stated.

"He didn't rape me." Cassie insisted.

They changed subject. "You two seemed to be in a fight."

"We're a couple. Couple's fight. It was a stupid little high school fight."

"Your boyfriend looked pretty mad for just a stupid high school fight."

"He thought I was cheating on him. He was going to beat the guy up. Yeah, he was mad. But he didn't, and does not, rape me."

There was a knock at the door, and the detectives excused themselves from the room. Apparently both Jess' and Cassie's stories were straight, and it was decided to question them together. They thought maybe they could get a little passion out of them when they were together.

After it seemed an eternity of questioning, Jess gave in. He turned to Cassie. "I'm telling them."

"Don't, Jess." Her voice was scared, pleading, and warning.

"I can't watch you go through this anymore. It hurts too much."

"Jess, if you say anything I'll never forgive you and I'll never speak to you again." She looked Jess straight in the eye and he looked straight back for several long seconds. He then turned to the detectives.

"I'll talk." He glanced back at Cassie, but she was no longer looking at him. She was staring intently at the table in front of her, shaking slightly.

The detectives were making him move to another room so that Cassie couldn't change his story or his mind. As he was getting up, he whispered in her ear. "I love you." She flinched noticeably almost as if the words physically hurt her, but didn't look at him. She just kept her gaze on the table.

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A/N: Okay, I definitely suck. Making you wait this long for a chapter this short? I apologize. I didn't know how short it was. Probably due to how evil it was. But I will post the next chapter before Tuesday, that's for sure. Most likely tomorrow, for I will be busy after that. Please review! They make me so happy, and would add to the happiness of the vacation. Oh, and some of my reviewers have stopped reviewing. That makes me sad. Where are you reviewers?! I am short of nothing without you. Just one more chapter everyone!!!

Curley-Q- Thanks!

Hollowgirl22- Aw, that's too bad. You shouldn't. She didn't do anything wrong. Haha. I actually really don't like Rory. Strange that I like Lit so much.

Dragon Dreamer3- Thank you very much. Sometimes memory is a really terrible thing. Bad things do go in replay. I'm speaking from personal experience. Not sleeping because you close your eyes and it's like instant replay over and over and over. It doesn't end. Yes, this is having an extremely emotional impact on Jess. Hence why in flashbacks he's so caring, and in the show he's not. I'm kind of trying to show that. What happened to make him the way he is now. Or in the third season. So closed off. Such a trouble-maker. I don't think it will effect Rory too much. Yes, a little, but not in a permanent way. Just in a realization that the world isn't warm and fuzzy like Stars Hollow. You'll see in the next chapter.

Squealing- Okay. I feel for those who it's happened to. Thank you for reviewing. I really do appreciate it.

Watergurl123- Sorry, not soon. Not soon at all. I've been putting it off, because that's what I do best. But I'm finishing this before my vacation.

Sagebeth- Wow, didn't think I'd get a review from you. Couldn't tell from your review whether you liked it or not. I know. Dramatic. Too much so? Thanks for the review.

Aiden86- Thank you, hun. I know. You need to wake up early more often to talk to me and keep me awake waaaay past my bedtime.

Exitlight- I imagine that if Rory was raped, Jess would not act kindly towards who did it. Hm.. You'll have to read the rest of the story. Which is only one more chapter, so you won't have to wait for much. Thanks for the review!

Just A Girl- Thank you so much! I'm glad you like my writing. It's a little rough sometimes, because I don't use any Beta. But, I think I improve with each story. Only one more chapter until this story is over.