Okay, so I and the guys that provide my internet seem to have completely different opinions on what an internet providing company is actually supposed to do. My opinion is that they're supposed to provide an internet connection; apparently that's not their opinion.

I will reply to your reviews as soon as I get my internet back, and I will write reviews for those of you that have updated stories that I follow, I have already read some of them using my phone, but I hate writing on my phone, I hardly even write texts… I will review as soon as my internet connection is back on track!

What did people do when home alone before internet? Let me tell you, my house has never been this clean before – ever!

Reviews would make me happy in this difficult time of internet connection absence…

Also, thanks to Jessjunky, for making me realize we need to hear Jess tell his roommates about Rory!

"Her name is Rory and I met her while I was staying with my uncle in this crazy little small town in Connecticut." Jess takes a sip out of his beer and sighs as he continues. "She was the girl with the perfect grades, the perfect hair and the perfect boyfriend. She was innocent and sweet. I was the bad boy from New York, not so sweet and not so innocent. After almost a year of flirting and me trying to make the boyfriend jealous and trying to make her jealous we started dating. It was amazing." He let out a breath of air. "She was amazing."

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That night at the dance marathon when Dean had broken up with Rory he almost couldn't believe what he was seeing. He had almost stopped breathing while watching them argue. They were arguing about him. Dean had seen what Jess had known for months; that he and Rory belonged together, that they were supposed to be together, nothing else made sense.

Walking down to the bridge his heart had been beating so fast. If she was there, at the bridge; at their place, it meant she wanted to be with him. If she was not – then he was back to square one, not knowing how to get this specific girl to want to be with him. He had been going over it in his mind; all the reasons she should be there. He couldn't be wrong about this one. Dean couldn't be wrong. Those looks she gave him couldn't be wrong. That kiss in the beginning of the summer couldn't be wrong.

When he approached the bridge and saw her sitting there he had to suppress the want to pinch his arm only to make sure it was actually real. She wanted to be with him. She had confirmed it when he stepped onto the bridge as well. She had told him Dean was right – that she wanted to be with him. At first he couldn't get a word out. He had been scared to talk, the scenario had all too well resembled the numerous dreams he had about this day, about her finally admitting what he had known all along; that she liked him as much as he liked her. He had been afraid that if he spoke he would wake up from his dream, open his eyes and see Rory and Dean still dancing close together at the dance marathon.

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Neither Chris nor Matt says anything, as if they're afraid to break this short window of trust that had opened as Jess started telling them about his past and the girl he loves.

"But then things started to get out of hand." Jess continues." I was flunking out of school, meaning I couldn't take her to prom as I had promised, my father showed up, the previous perfect boyfriend always seemed to flaunt my mistakes in front of her and then my long lost father showed up out of nowhere and things got to be too much and I split. Without a word I left town and fled to California."

"Was that the last time you saw her?" Matt asks. "…before tonight that is."

Jess shakes his head as he answers "No, I've tried several times to get her back, but the timing was never right. I wasn't ready, she wasn't ready, but when she showed up tonight it was her coming to me and I thought the timing was finally right – that we would be together again." He shrugs his shoulders and tries to look indifferent, but fails at it as the sadness in his eyes gives him away. "But she told me she's in love with this guy at Yale, some rich, arrogant guy that I actually met last time I tried to get her back."

Chris looks confused. "If she wants to be with the rich dude, why did she come here?" He shrugs his shoulders. "I mean, like you said: she came to you this time."

Jess raises his glass and drinks the last of the tequila in it in one big gulp before he answers with a restrained tone of voice. "'Cause he cheated on her, and she wanted to get back at him."

"So she wanted to use you?" Chris looks at him as if he can't believe it. "Not even thinking about how much that would hurt you?"

Jess shrugs his shoulders. As painful as it is to relive the night, and their entire history together, it feels good that they're on his side. It was wrong of her to think that she could use him to get revenge at her boyfriend. She had changed her mind, she hadn't used him. But still, that she could even think the thought of using him like that – it hurts almost more than her pulling away from his kiss and telling her she loves Logan.

Chris rubs his face with his hands, looks up at Jess and shakes his head. "I mean, if you want to use someone – you make it someone that doesn't care if you dump them in the morning, someone that's after the same thing that you are: a night, or a few hours, with someone and nothing more." He slams his hand on the table and raises his voice as he continues. "You don't use someone that loves you, that wants nothing more out of life than to get you back. You…" He gets up from his seat and tips the chair. He kicks it and looks like his about to cry as he continues. "You don't do that!"

Chris takes a deep breath and looks up to see Jess and Matt staring at him in shock. "I'm sorry." He says, looking a bit ashamed. "I…I think your story kind of hit a bit close to home, so to speak." He picks the chair up again and puts in its place. "I'm going out for a smoke…and to cool myself off. I'm sorry."

When Chris has left Jess and Matt sit quietly at the table, not knowing what to say. Jess gets up to grab another beer out of the fridge.

"Jennifer came back once." Matt says and bites his lip.

Jess sits down and looks at him, urging him to continue.

Matt shrugs his shoulder. "It was a few months ago. You were out promoting your book. The guy she dated had thrown her out, they've had a horrible fight. She came here, Chris welcomed her back with arms open. She stayed here for a few days, then the guy came. He brought flowers and a bunch of other over-the-top romantic gestures and she went back to him without even looking back. Chris was crushed."

"Explains the reaction." Jess says quietly and stares at his beer.

"Yeah." Matt sighs. "So…this girl…Rory…did you…I mean did she…use you?"

Jess shakes his head. "No, I kissed her and then she told me about the boyfriend and then she left." A sarcastic smile appears on his lips. "By the sound of it, I should probably be glad she left."

OoOo – Lorelai's point of view, reading the book – OoOo

"That's so romantic!" Sookie claps her hands in excitement. "He's been pining for her all those years." She smiles and bumps her hip into Lorelai's and winks. "Kind of reminds of another love story."

"Yeah." Lorelai smiles, her thoughts clearly elsewhere.

Sookie goes back to chopping the vegetables she's been working on before Lorelai told her the news about Jess' letter. After a moment of silence she looks up from the chopping. "So…" She hesitates for a second before she continues. "…how do you feel about all of this?" She grimaces. "I mean it is Jess."

"I feel okay." Lorelai lets out a breath of air and sits down at one of the chairs in the kitchen. "I'm mostly worried he won't like me, or won't wanna give me a second chance."

"So you're giving him a second chance?" She grabs a new carrot and starts chopping it, trying to look casual.

"Yeah." Lorelai nods. "I am."

"Oh! Oh!" Sookie yells with excitement and a clinking sound is heard as the chopping knife Sookie had dropped in her sudden excitement hits the floor behind her. She quickly walks up to Lorelai and hugs her. "Do you think they'll let me cater the wedding? I could make a wedding cake that looks like a book." Sookie starts drawing on a piece of paper, to show her idea of the cake. "'Cause she likes books, and he likes book, and he wrote a book…to her.

"Sookie. Don't get ahead of yourself." Lorelai tries to hide a smile. Sookie had a tendency to get easily over-excited about things.

"You think they'll want Luke to cater?" Sookie looks disappointed. "'Cause I mean, sure he makes…okay…food, but the book wedding cake, that'll be so romantic."

"She hasn't talked to him yet." Lorelai says using her most convincing voice.

"That's true." Sookie calms down for a while, before the excitement gets to her again. "The book! I haven't asked you about the book." She points to the book next to Lorelai. "That's his book, right? You're reading it? Is it any good?"

"Yea.." Lorelai doesn't have time to finish even that one word before Sookie interrupts her again.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Maybe you're not supposed to talk about it? Before they have talked. But you can say if it's good, right? Am I in it? I was at the dinner the first time they met, does he mention me? Does he mention the pot roast I made? That was good roast."

"Whoa, calm down honey." Lorelai guides Sookie to a chair and sits her down on it. "First of all: yes, I'm allowed to talk about the book, I asked what to tell people and she said I could show the book to anyone who wondered. Second, Jess left before dinner that night, so I'm sorry, the pot roast isn't mentioned, although there's a mentioning of you and Jackson and your love of lemons."

Sookie smiles. "Is it good? Is he a good writer?"

Lorelai nods. "Yeah, he is. I haven't read that much yet, but so far, the book is amazing. I'm getting an insight to all of those things I never understood."

Sookie nods, smiling. "That's good. I mean, it still is a romantic gesture, but if he had been a poor writer, then it would be like: 'Hey, nice little book you wrote there buddy, don't quit your day job'."

"Writing is his day job." Lorelai reminds her. "…or publishing, or something of the likes, I'm not quite sure actually."

While Sookie reads the back cover of Jess' book, Lorelai goes to get a cup of coffee. When she has refilled her cup she turns to Sookie again. "Remember the bid-a-basket, where Jess outbid Dean?"

"Yeah." Sookie nods.

"He had been saving for that." Lorelai smiles to herself. "He had been working extra shifts for Luke, to be able to afford to outbid Dean – only to get to spend time with her."

"That's…that's…" Sookie waves her hands in front of her face and looks like she's about to cry. "Our little girl…" Her voice dies out.

Lorelai grabs the book out of her hands and flips open a page. "Listen to this." She starts reading out loud to Sookie.

I told her I bought the basket to mess with her boyfriend, but that wasn't true. I couldn't care less about him; I wanted to spend time with her. I had been working extra shifts for my uncle and was saving money to buy a car and I took every penny with me to that auction to make sure I would win her basket.

"So…so…beautiful." Sookie says with a squeaky, tear filled voice.

"I know." Lorelai answers with her voice filled with emotions. "And it gets better." She flips a page and starts reading out loud again.

When we walked around the bookstore, talking, bantering over authors and each of us trying to convince the other to read this or that book, that's when I realized this was more than a fling, more than simple attraction. I loved her.

"He loves her." Sookie says with her squeaky voice.

"Yeah, he does." Lorelai says and smiles. "He really does."

I don't know if it's maybe a bit out of character for Rory to want Lorelai to show the book before she's sure about Jess' intentions, but I had such struggles with writing this chapter, it seemed easier to make Lorelai's reading experiences into a conversation.

And I figured Lorelai wouldn't show Sookie the book unless Rory okayed it. I'm thinking the townspeople talking about Logan and her mother and blaming them in an earlier chapter might have helped her make the decision that she wanted Lorelai to tell people about the book.