A/N: Short message, I swear! Lol the story is not done yet. I know happy usually means the story is coming to a close but this one still has some left in it. Like I previously said many chapters ago, I want to get to Lorelai's child being born. As is, she is seven months pregnant and I still have some stuff I want to put in. No more breaking up Literati, I promise.

And I know, I haven't put flashbacks in a while. I'm sorry. The ones I was thinking of doing left are mostly filler but maybe that will change, who knows?

And that was not short after all! Lol. Onto the story!

Rory grabbed her shoes and slid them on clumsily. Jess watched her in amusement as she leaned one hand on the wall and the other tried to fix her shoe. She looked up and glared at him. "This is your fault, you know."

"I did nothing wrong," he said as best as he could with his smirk in place.

She straightened herself up and took her hand off the wall. "I told you we weren't gonna do anything last night."

"I wasn't the one who started playing footsie at dinner," he defended.

"Footsie is not sex," she replied.

"It is when your hand trails up my leg," Jess still smirked.

She gasped in return. "You shouldn't have let me drink all that wine!"

"You could have been like me and had a beer," he laughed. "Besides I like when you have wine. You get handsy and horny."

"I promised you second base only," she glared. "Now we're late."

"We're not late," he said and walked up to Rory. "And I liked getting the home run far better."

"Pig," she laughed. "And we are late."

"Your mom will understand," Jess said.

"Uh-huh," she said skeptically. "And pigs could fly."

"I always did want to fly," he remarked, commenting on what she said just seconds before.

"Come on," she said. "Help me finish getting dressed."

"Isn't that how we got in this mess?" The smirk was back.

Rory glared again as she walked back into the bedroom. "You are so lucky I love you..."

"What do you even need help getting dressed for?" He asked. "Your shoes are even finally on."

"My top," she looked through a pile on his bed.

"What?" He stood behind her. "You look great. Better than great."

"Its see through," Rory sighed.

"Only a little," he pretended to check it. "Besides, I like I can see what your color your bra is."

"You might but mom won't," she laughed finally. "Or Luke."

Jess grimaced. "Right."

She shuffled through the shirts in the pile before finally settling on a black long sleeved top. "Got it."

"Okay so you put that on and I'll put the last cup of coffee in your mug," he kissed her cheek and began to walk out of the room.

She laughed and then shouted. "You spoil me!"

"Think how much you can spoil me later in return!" He shouted back.

"I already spoiled you last night," she teased as she changed into the top she had chosen.

Jess walked back into the room as she pulled the last stretch of fabric over her stomach. "So? You can spoil me anytime you want."

Rory took the coffee from him and took a sip. "Mmm. You're still a pig."

"You love me so I'll take it," he grinned and kissed her on the mouth. "Damn."

"What?" She questioned.

He licked his lips while he made a face. "How strong did you make that coffee this morning?"

...

Lorelai pouted each time the bell above the diner rang. She happily looked at it each time but also each time, she was disappointed. Rubbing her growing belly seemed to help ease her tension some but she still wondered where her daughter was.

"She's not here yet," Lorelai said into her decaf coffee.

"I know," Luke told her. "You said that ten minutes ago."

"But that just means ten minutes passed and she's still not here!" She shrieked. "What if something happened?"

Her husband stood in front of her and leaned lower as to whisper. "If something happened, we would know."

Lorelai was buying that, though. "If they were so unrecognizable, we wouldn't."

"And why would they be unrecognizable?" Luke asked.

"Car accident," she shook her head to rid of the old memory of a blue car being pulled away. "I don't know."

"Wallets," he simply said. "Both of them have id, you know?"

Lorelai closed one eye and squinted at him. "They forgot their wallets?"

He rolled his eyes, wondering why he was surprised at this. "They're coming. Don't worry about it."

"Right," she nodded. "I think maybe I'll go upstairs, check on Evan and Doula."

"Liz is with them," Luke said.

"I know," she stood up. "But I want to go see my son. That's not so bad, right?"

"Right," he nodded suspiciously. "What are you up to?"

"I want to see my child that is here," she pouted.

"Rory will be here," he told her. "Why don't you call her?"

"I tried," she said, still headed for the stairs but now she held her decaf in its mug. "Went straight to voicemail."

"Go upstairs," he directed. "I'll call you down."

She pouted more but made the last steps to the curtain. "Fine."

Babette turned to Luke as soon as his wife was gone. "Those two kids doing okay?"

He looked up what he was doing. "What are you talking about?"

"You know who," Babette answered.

"Rory and that delicious nephew of yours," Miss Patty said from beside her.

"They're fine, Babette," Luke told them. "They're just running late."

"Uh-huh," Babette said. "But Rory came here without him! And we haven't heard much of them since."

"Are they still together?" Miss Patty asked.

"Yes," he sighed. "They're still together."

"Why didn't he come back with her last time?" Miss Patty inquired.

"Because he didn't," he looked back down to his order sheet for food deliveries.

Babette remarked, "That's vague."

Luke answered without a glance up. "Vague is the best answer I've got."

Miss Patty leaned towards her friend and whispered, "I guess we'll see when she gets here if he's with her."

About a half hour after Lorelai disappeared to the apartment and Luke was questioned, the bell above the diner door rang as both Rory and Jess entered. They held hands and let the door close behind them. Miss Patty and Babette looked at them in amazement that they were here together.

Neither Rory or Jess seemed to notice them, however. Lane walked out of the kitchen in surprise since she had only arrived ten minutes earlier for her shift. Most people would expect her to not work there anymore but Luke's had become a side job to her music now. Her mother had become supportive of her small duel career.

"You're late," she commented to the two of them.

"Sorry," Rory said as she leaned to hug her friend.

Jess hugged Lane next. "My fault."

"I wonder why," Lane grinned.

The blush that came on Rory's face was answer enough. "Where's Luke? Or my mom?"

"Upstairs," she pointed her thumb to the stairs. "Lorelai was panicking a bit about you not being here yet and getting your voicemail. Then Luke was questioned by a certain duo about the status of your relationship so he escaped, too."

Jess looked over to see Babette and Miss Patty staring then turn away fast as if he wouldn't notice. He laughed at the sight. "Same old, same old."

Rory laughed too and kissed him quickly. "I'm gonna go scare my mom."

"I'll order you food," he said.

She smiled brightly at her boyfriend before heading up. "Have I told you how much I love you lately?"

"No," he smirked. "Tell me later."

"Dirty," Lane laughed.

"It was meant to be," Jess sat as he sat down and ignored his girlfriend's shocked expression before she went behind the curtain.

Babette leaned to Miss Patty. "That sounds together to me."

"Very together," Miss Patty almost purred.

"So Rory's usual?" Lane asked.

"What else?" He laughed. "Just a burger for me."

She nodded happily. "Coming right up."

"Jess, darling?" Miss Patty said.

He turned in his seat to face the table. "Yes?"

"How are you, handsome?" Babette answered. "You and Rory doing good?"

"We're great," he resisted the urge to say something sarcastic.

"You look cozy," Babette pointed out.

Miss Patty chimed in excitedly. "Very cozy. New York treating you two well?"

"Actually, we weren't in New York," he nodded as Lane brought him his own coffee. She kept her mouth closed to not comment or laugh.

"Well, where were you?" Miss Patty wondered. "Was Rory alone there like how she came here alone?"

Jess held in a breath, holding in his annoyance of that time being brought up. "No. She was actually in Philadelphia with me."

"Ooh," Babette gushed. "Was it romantic?"

He grinned despite his annoyance which caused Miss Patty to let out a cheer. That led Jess to turn back to Lane who looked ready to burst out laughing.

...

"Where were you?" Lorelai gasped when she saw her daughter enter the apartment.

"Hello, mother," she smiled brightly. "I'm great. How are you?"

"Uh-huh," she waved it off. "Where were you?"

"We woke up late," she answered. "Evan!"

"Rory!" The little boy ran to his older sister and hugged her legs.

In reaction to his excitement, Liz and Doula looked over. They were crouched in the far corner of the apartment over a pile of toys. Liz stood up first. "Rory! How nice to see you."

"Hey, Liz," Rory smiled as she messed her brother's hair. "Doula, how are you?"

"Good," Doula replied with not as much excitement as Evan.

"I have a surprise for you," she said.

Doula stood up and crossed her arms. She was definitely a Danes. "What is it?"

"Why don't you go downstairs and find out?" She teased.

Liz looked berween the two of them and gasped. "Does that mean -?"

Rory nodded and held a finger over her mouth to tell her keep it a secret. "Maybe."

Doula almost rushed to the door in anticipation before Liz held her back. "What do you say to Rory?"

"Thank you?" She wondered and all the women laughed.

Luke walked out from the direction of the bathroom and stopped short when he saw Rory. "You made it."

"I did," she nodded with a huge smile as she walked over to Luke and hugged him.

"You got here all right?" He asked when she pulled apart.

Rory nodded. "Yeah. Was just running late."

"So Jess is -?" He started when a small gasp sounded.

"Jess?" Doula questioned, looking between Luke, her mom then finally to Rory. "Is that the present?"

"I think she cracked the code," Lorelai rubbed her bump.

Rory sighed, caving. "Yes. Now the surprise is out of the bag."

Doula exclaimed happily and ran out of the apartment. Luke rolled his eyes affectionately. "Guess I should head down, too. Can't leave Jess alone with Miss Patty and Babette."

"Though that does sound entertaining," Lorelai mused. "Maybe I'll go see this, too."

"How about we all go?" Liz asked. "I want to see my baby boy."

Rory held in a laugh as she thought of her boyfriend's reaction. "Come on. Let's go, then."

"Rory?" Evan asked from beside her leg. "Are you staying?"

"For a couple of days," she nodded.

"I wish you were always here," he told her and let go.

The four of them went downstairs first as Rory stood there, the last to leave, thinking about his words. Downstairs, Doula sat next to Jess and chatted happily about school.

"Hey!" Jess said as he saw everyone come downstairs. "So this is where everyone was hiding."

"Not me," Lane laughed.

Luke stepped forward. "Nice you came, Jess."

"I said I would," he replied and stood up to give his uncle a hug.

Lorelai stepped next. "He's been preparing for your visit all week."

"Have not," Luke grumbled as his wife laughed and hugged his nephew.

When that hug was done, he turned to his mother. "Hi, Liz."

"Hi, baby," she smiled and hugged him, too. "How are you?"

"Good," he nodded as he inched out of the hug. "Busy."

"Please tell me you were actually busy and not getting busy," Lorelai groaned teasingly.

Rory gave her a look then answered. "Jess wrote another book."

"What?" Liz exclaimed. "You did?!"

"Its not a novel yet," he said.

"But it will be," Rory beamed. "And its amazing."

"You've read it?" Liz asked and rory nodded. "When can I read it?"

"When it's published," Jess smirked.

Doula pulled on his sleeve. "What about me?"

"You're never reading my books," he pointed at her.

"Are they bad?" She questioned.

"Personal," he shrugged.

"Does that mean there's a book about Rory?" Lane asked. "And she made me read them! Which one?"

"The new one," Rory replied.

"Enough about me," Jess interrupted. "Lorelai? Any news?"

"I've gotten bigger," she commented. "Other than that? No."

Luke nudged her lightly. "Two more months."

"Two more months and I can have coffee again," she said dreamily.

"Think you can manage the wait?" Luke teased.

Lorelai looked at him suspiciously. "I know you're making fun of me but I'll pretend you're not."

Someone called Lane's name and she went into the kitchen. When she returned, she held a giant plate of food and placed near Rory. She smiled huge at Jess. "God bless my boyfriend."

...

After dinner that night, Lorelai grilled Rory on what was going to happen after Thanksgiving. She wondered if her daughter was going back to New York with Jess or if he was planning on staying in Philly.

Rory wasn't sure, if she was bring honest, and told her mother so. She had planned to ask Jess about this but he went back to his mother's house with her and Doula. He even offered to deal with TJ just to give the Gilmore women some time alone.

She snuck into the closed diner, locked the door behind her and headed upstairs. The lights were low and she found Jess on his old bed, reading. Rory smiled softly at the sight. "Well, this brings back déjà vu."

He looked up at her and smiled back. "It does bring back some memories."

"Good ones?" She asked as she moved towards him.

"Very good ones," Jess put his hands on both sides of her waist. "Like right over there on the couch, I put my hand up your Chilton skirt."

She hit him lightly on the shoulder. "It figures that's the memory you keep."

"Maybe we can make new memories," he said. "Preferably using the Chilton skirt."

"I do still have it," she commented. "And we did make memories here. Right here, to be exact."

"Want to make another?" He smirked.

She laughed. "Maybe later. I have to ask you something first."

He nodded and dropped his hands. "Okay."

"Its not bad," she explained. "Its just...my mom said something to me after you left."

"Okay," he repeated.

"After Thanksgiving..." She started and bit her lip. "Are you coming back with me? To New York?"

"Oh," he said.

"What kind of oh is that?" Rory asked. "Good, bad? Neutral?"

"It's a I haven't thought about that oh," he admitted.

Her face fell. "You haven't?"

Jess shook his head. "You only came to my apartment, what, two days ago? And after you did, I was a little distracted."

She blushed. "Me, too."

"To be honest, I hadn't thought past the here and now," he confessed. "Because there you were, in my apartment you'd never been before. And we were having this amazing time - fuck, amazing sex, even - and I hadn't really stopped to think."

"Well, what about now?" She shuffles her feet nervously. "What do you think now?"

"I think I'm done being away from you," his fingers trailed her hips to her sides to the skin peeking underneath her shirt.

She closed her eyes as his thumb moved across her skin. Rory would never understand the electric currents the feel of Jess sent through her. "What does that mean? You're coming with me?"

"It means I'm coming with you," he finished. "If you want me to."

"If I want you to!" She laughed and kissed him deeply. "You even have to wonder?"

"Maybe," he smirked when she pulled apart. "Might need some more convincing, though."

"I'll convince you all night then," she smiled seductively at him.

Jess leaned in close. "I was hoping for that."

This kiss was slow and her hands went straight to his hair. His hands pushed her towards him by the waist. Rory pulled away for a second. "Wait. I have something for you."

"I doubt it'll be better than what your interrupting," he replied.

Rory laughed and untangled herself from his arms. "You'll love it. I promise."

He made a pout as she grabbed her suitcase and bounced into the bathroom. Jess laid down on the bed and stared at the ceiling as he waited. Minutes later, the bathroom door opened and out walked Rory.

She came towards him slowly, dropping her bag down which caused Jess to turn his head. His jaw almost dropped when he saw her.

The red of her lace matching bra and panties set was the first thing he noticed. Jess sat up quickly, unable to hide just how hard he had gotten at the sight of her. Rory smiled at his reaction. "You like it?"

He nodded slowly, unable to find words. "Yeah."

Rory smiled and spun in a circle. She slowly walked to him, him frozen to his spot. When she did reach him, she put her legs on either side of him, straddling. "Worth the interruption?"

"Very," he nodded as his hands wrapped around her and went straight for her bottom. "Jesus."

"You're thinking of Jesus right now?" She teased.

"That was more a 'Jesus, your ass feels good'," he answered with a squeeze to her bottom.

"Yours isn't so bad, either," she whispered and kissed him.

"Not to stop this," he wondered. "But what happened to not having sex the night before Thanksgiving?"

"You know I packed this and you still believe I really meant nothing was going to happen?" She said playfully.

"Good point," Jess whispered and he kissed her again.

Her hands came up into his hair and messed it all around. He smiled against her mouth. Rory knew she was the only one allowed to do that. Jess wrapped his arms completely around her as he pulled her even closer.

Rory moved her hands from his hair and brought them to his shirt. She unbuttoned each button at a quickening speed. When all the buttons were open, she slid his shirt off his shoulders and traced the muscles of his chest.

A loud groan came from her mouth as their center lined up. He almost hissed and she pulled her lips from his. Rory's hands worked on getting his pants off and she moved off of him to slid them down.

"Now we're even," she grinned as she climbed back on him.

Jess shook his hand. "Not entirely."

She looked at him and understood what he meant. She reached behind her back and unsnapped her bra. The straps fell down her arms as she let go of it.

"Better," he said and kissed her again. Bare skin to bare skin, their chests were against each other. Jess' hands were both in her hair and on her back. Rory's hands were on his upper back, clinging to him.

After a push down, Jess laid on the bed, Rory on top. She kissed up and down his chest, stopping on certain spots she knew would get a reaction. The last of the clothes were shed and they crawled under the covers. Rory stayed on top, taking the lead.

It wasn't long before both gasped loudly, reaching relief at the same time. They panted together only to have Rory collapse on top of his chest. His arm wrapped around her and Jess kissed her sweaty forehead.

They fell asleep peacefully, arms holding them together, sheets pulled up. Sometime during the night, Jess woke up, arm still around Rory and he smiled. He left another kiss on her forehead. "Happy Thanksgiving, Ror."