A/N: Hello, loves! I am so sorry it's been forever. Life and school got super busy, but I've finally had some downtime to update everything. Please favorite, follow, and review! It makes me a happy little writer. P.S. This has a small hint of what happened in it and it was also written on mobile, so if you spot any mistakes, please blame autocorrect

December 2013, continued

Later in the evening tensions were high between the ex-friends, ex-lovers, ex-fiancee's, ex-whatever-you-want-to-label-it. Luke and Lorelai were quick to catch on, but they didn't say anything to them. Instead, every now and then Lorelai would sneak into the kitchen while Luke was cooking dinner and they'd sigh and groan about the situation their daughter and nephew were in.

"Maybe you should pull out the Bop-It," Luke joked with a bitter look on his face. Lorelai admits that it wasn't her greatest idea for him and Dean, but it was worth a shot.

"Well," Lorelai exhaled heavily as the entered back into the living room. It was quiet and too still be considered normal. Jess kept his glance at a spot on the floor while Rory chewed on her bottom lip and looked like a lost puppy. Lorelai couldn't stand the sight of the two acting this way. What had happened between them was years ago, but it was if time stood still between them and their grudges continued through it all. She recalled the days when she heard nothing but laughter out of the two; it was usually book related or an inside joke, but it was good to see Rory let out a genuine laugh every time she was with Jess. He truly tickled her fancy and it was obvious that he felt the same way. "So, Jess, I'm really happy that you're here. It's been awhile, kid."

Jess looked up in shock. He had never heard nice words about him come from Lorelai Gilmore and it left him feeling strange and uncomfortable. "Thanks," he said in his normal monosyllabic voice. "I guess it's better than spending another Christmas alone." Out of the corner of his eye, Jess saw Rory roll her eyes. Even though they had talked a bit earlier about the past, both of them were still torn and angry with one another. Jess easily became ticked off and shot his head in her direction as his brows raised and became stiff. "Do you have something to add?"

Rory shook her head and sat back into the couch with her arms crossed. She wanted to blurt out a million things all at once, but she wasn't too sure if that'd be a good idea, so she kept to herself.

Lorelai rolled her eyes at the two of them. "Oh my God," she mumbled. "You two are thirty years-old - not five. Use your words. I know you were raised better than this."

Rory let out a groan at her mother. It was like they were teenagers all over again. Rory couldn't believe that she actually wanted Jess to be in town in the first place all because she saw some silly Post-It and forgot what happened over the years. It had been five years since they had last spoken and gone their separate ways and maybe, just maybe, it was for the best. It wasn't worth all the tears and screaming or the nights that Jess didn't call her back when they first started dating.

"So, you've had your differences," Lorelai started in again with a frustrated tone, "but that doesn't mean that you should act like this. It's been five whole years. You two were supposed to be married with kids right now. I know what happened, but life's short. Live and let live, kids."

Jess started tapping his foot rapidly and shaking his head. With a shit eating grin on his face he turned to Lorelai and spit out words of spite. "It's not my fault that she chose some blonde rich kid over me."

"Oh, c'mon," Rory rolled her eyes. "You didn't care about anything - not me, not our relationship. It's just as much your fault as it was mine."

"Right, all of that is why I proposed in the first place."

With that, lingering aggressions hung in their air along with the Christmas spirit that only Lorelai was carrying this year. In her mind, she was thinking that spending Christmas with Kirk would be less stressful than spending it pent up in a house Jess and Rory. The dinner table was quiet and out of everyone there, Luke was the one to hate it the most. Usually silence was his favorite, but there was something about this tension that got under his skin. "Alright, we're going to talk about it. Not tip toe, but talk. Like adults do. Do you remember that you're adults? Jess, do you know that Rory was the one that asked you to be here?" Luke's voice rose and fell a few times, making him sound exhausted of the situation.

Jess set down his fork and crossed his arms as he leaned back against his chair "Why?" He shot his glance in Rory's direction, but as soon as their eyes met, she stood up and headed towards her bedroom. "Ror," Jess sighed.

The three of them watched in silence as Rory rummaged through her suitcase and pulled out a book. The minute she found the Post-It, she marched back in and slammed it down in front of Jess. "That's why," she said with a hurt and embarrassed tone as Jess looked it over.

As soon as he saw the color of the note, he knew exactly what it was and he was taken back to the day when they wrote it. It was silly, to say the least. But after all of this time - after all of the broken promises and stomped hearts - the Post-It still made sense in the slightest way possible. "Huh," Jess nodded.

Rory knew what that simple syllable meant. It was just an agreement, most of the time. He didn't look upset which made the girl feel good for once, but she still felt like screaming out that she missed him. He would never believe her, though.

No questions were asked throughout the rest of dinner, but a lighthearted conversation about the town and their happens started flowing. Rory and Jess talked about work and nothing more until they started to stand up and clear the table.

On his way out for a cigarette, Jess leaned into Rory's side. "We'll talk tonight," he promised.