A/N: Thank you for the reviews. I love hearing everyone's thoughts on this(and I am making lists with the votes for the baby's sex, since I haven't yet made up my mind...completely). I'll admit that this is one of my favourite chapters so far, so I hope you all like it.

Not good at this

Later that night, they were back in their house, lying on the bed. Rory was staring at the ceiling, her fingers mindlessly playing on her stomach.

"What are you thinking about?" He asked, putting the book he was looking through on the nightstand and propping himself up.

Rory turned her head to look at him while her hands stopped moving. "You know this baby means that we'll be in each other's life forever now, right?"

"You say that like it's a bad thing." He pushed a strand of hair behind her ear with his free hand, smiling softly.

"No, Jess, that's not what I mean. I don't think it's bad. It's just that no matter what happens between us, we'll always be in each other's life. No way to make a clean break-up, move to the other side of the country, forget the other one ever existed, not without hurting someone else as well or without having this someone there to remind us of what we had. And I don't know if you actually want me in your life forever."

"Ror, ok, I'll give you that we haven't talked about having a kid right now and yes, this kid means that we'll never be able to have that but I don't want that. And we have talked about getting married at some point. Isn't that enough clue that I want you in my life?" He sighed, trying to not get scared at the thought of losing her. "For good."

"Have we talked about it, Jess? Because we haven't mentioned it in almost a year. How do I know you haven't changed your mind and that I'm the only one thinking we're going to be together forever while you are planning on breaking up with me?" She stood up and Jess followed, trying to get close to her but she just stepped back. "Don't. You don't have to be with me just because I'm pregnant."

"Rory, calm down. Where's this coming from?"

"I don't know, ok? I just don't want you to think that because this happened you now have to spend your life with me."

"Not even if I want to?"

"Want to what?"

"Spend the rest of my life with you. Marry you. You, me, kid…have that. Maybe even get a dog at some point." He smiled.

"You're serious?" She asked, still angry.

"Not sure about the dog thing, but yeah, I am."

"Don't you even dare say you want to marry me now!" She snapped, looking angrily at him. "You are not going to propose to me just because you knocked me up!"

"How about if I propose because I love you and have been walking around with a stupid ring in my wallet for the last 3 months?" He replied, trying to calm her down and not chuckle at her choice of words at the same time.

"You…really want to marry me?" She finally realized, biting her lip.

"Yeah. Did it never occur to you that after all this time together I might actually really want to marry you? Actually, did it never occur to you after I told you months ago that I want to marry you that I want to marry you? Because I don't think I could have been more obvious than that, I'm sorry."

"I just…why didn't you say something sooner?"

"Because…" He hesitated a bit, looking down at his feet. "…I was afraid you'd say no. And I was kind of waiting for the right moment."

"You really think I don't want to marry you?" She walked closer to him, cupping his face in her hand. "Jess, I love you. You make me happier than I ever dreamed I could be and really, there is no one else in the world I would rather spend my life with. Just have breakfast with every single day, damn it. Why would you think I would say no?"

"You still haven't said yes." He smirked, putting his hand over hers and placing a soft kiss on her palm.

"You still haven't asked." Rory countered, smiling.

"You're going to make me do this the hard way, aren't you?"

She nodded, still smiling. "Yeah. This is the last time I plan on being proposed to, you better make it good."

"Fine." He grumbled, trying to sound annoyed yet smiling at the same time and pulled his wallet out of his pocket, unzipping a small pocket and picking a ring out of it. Throwing the wallet on the desk next to them, he got down on one knee while Rory looked at him, biting her lip in a desperate attempt to chase a few happy tears away.

"Ok, see this is where I kind of get stuck, because I am trying to find something nice and meaningful to say but damn it, I'm not good at these things. Some are too clichéd, no matter how true they are because yes, you do make me feel like the happiest man alive and no, I really, no matter how hard I try, cannot imagine living without you." Rory let out a small chuckle, a couple of tears rolling down her cheeks and he took her hand in his. "I am sure that there are the not so clichéd things that I could say but I really can't think of any. Hence the whole 3 months thing. But at least I know better than to try to hide the ring in your food or coffee. So I should at least get some credit for that." She laughed again and Jess placed a small kiss on her fingers. "Right, I should get on with this. I love you. I love that you insist on trying to cook every once in a while even though we both know that always ends in disaster and take-away. That you stubbornly refuse to give Hemingway and another chance but still try to make me read Rand. I love that no matter what, you're always there for me, that you worry for me and believe in me and hold my hand when I need you to. That you love me for who I am, even when I'm an idiot. That you barely smiled the one time I brought you flowers, but that you giggle and hug me for ages every time I pick up a book for you. And speaking of smiles, I love the fact that you smile in your sleep when I crawl into bed next to you after staying up late writing, like you were just waiting for that to happen. I love so many things about you…you have no idea. And I would truly be the luckiest man alive if you agreed to marry me."

She stared at him quietly for a few seconds, tears rolling freely down her face. "I thought you said you didn't know what to say."

"I didn't. I'm winging it." He chuckled, giving her hand a gentle squeeze. "So? Marry me?"

"Yes." She managed to choke out, nodding quickly and he slid the ring onto her finger, trying to get up but she knelt down next to him, hugging him and crushing her mouth to his. He slid down slowly until he was lying on the floor, taking her down with him, still not breaking the kiss. He let go of her hand and cupped her face, pushing her hair behind her ear. When she finally pulled back, she smiled, looking at him while he wiped her cheek with his thumb. "I love you, Jess." She kissed him again, then rested her head on his shoulder while he tangled his hand in her hair, his fingers caressing her face softly. She finally lifted her left hand and looked at the ring now shining on her finger. "Wow…"

"You like it?"

"I love it. It's beautiful." She lifted her head and kissed him again, then went back to looking at the ring. "It's absolutely beautiful."

"I'm happy you like it."

"You've really had this for 3 months?"

"Closer to 4 by now." He admitted and she looked at him, smiling.

"Really?"

"I was trying to find the right moment to ask you. This wasn't the way I had planned this."

"Doesn't matter." She lifted her head and kissed him. "It was amazing."

"Really? You think a rambling proposal at the end of a one-sided screaming match was good?"

"Yeah, it was. It was perfect. You are perfect." She kissed him one more time, then rested her head back on his shoulder. "I'm sorry I went crazy. I don't know what was wrong with me."

Jess pulled her closer to him and kissed the top of her head, smiling. "It's fine. Stopped being worried now?"

"Yeah. Now I'm just happy."

"Good."

"God, I can't believe we're getting married." She looked at her finger again, trying to make sure it wasn't a dream. "And having a baby."

"Speaking of which, come on, up before you catch a cold." He stood up, taking her with him.

"You are overprotective." She smiled, kissing the corner of his mouth.

"Don't tell Lorelai."

Rory sat down on the bed, taking his hand and making him sit down next to her. "No promises." She lied back down on the bed and he followed, smiling as he wiped a smudge of mascara he had missed earlier. "Can we get married after the baby is born? I don't want to look like a whale in my wedding dress."

"Sure. We could plan it for sometime in the next few months, though."

"I don't want to hurry this. Let's focus on the baby first and then wedding after he or she is born. And a shotgun wedding was never part of my plan."

"Ok." He nodded again, then looked down at her abdomen, brushing his thumb over it slowly. "You hear that, baby? Your parents are getting married. And you get to be at the wedding. Exciting, isn't it?" He lifted the bottom of her shirt and placed a soft kiss just below her navel, then looked back up, only to find a new batch of tears running slowly down her cheeks.

"Hey…what's wrong?" Jess moved back up cupping her face in his hand, leaning on his right arm and she shook her head, biting her lip. "Ror…?"

"I'm ok." She got out, finally managing to stop her tears. "I just…it feels slightly more real now."

"What?"

"The baby. I think it just truly kicked in. We get to be parents." She kissed him, taking his left hand in hers and squeezing it. "You are so…" She didn't finish her thought, instead she just hugged him, holding him as close to her as she could. Wrapping his arm around her, he kissed her head, smiling.

"So what?"

"So absolutely incredible and amazing and you make me so, so happy. You have no idea."

He kissed her head again, tightening his hold on her.

"I mean it, Jess. You're going to be a great dad. And there is no one else in the world I would rather have this baby with."

He pulled back, letting go of her and cupping her face in his hand, smiling. "Not even the mailman?"

She laughed through tears, kissing him. "Not even him."

"Good." He placed quick kisses on her cheeks and jaw line, making her laugh again. "And everything you said goes the other way. Except for you being a great dad."

Trying to stop laughing, she looked at him. "Really? Damn."

"Sorry." He kissed her and then lied back down on the bed, holding her close to him as she rested her head on his shoulder.

"Can I nominate this weekend as the best weekend ever?"

"On one condition."

"What?"

"You stop crying every other minute." He kissed the top of her head. "I hate it when you cry."

"Even if they're happy tears?"

"Even if. I still get a few seconds to worry before I can determine the exact cause."

"You worry?"

"You have no idea." He kissed her head again, smiling. "And before you start mocking, keep in mind that no matter what imaginary rulebook you use, I'm allowed to be worried when my girlfriend is crying. Especially if it's my pregnant girlfriend."

"Fiancée." She corrected him, grinning and looking at her finger again.

"Fiancée." Jess agreed, smiling. "Now that you're calm and happy, can you please tell me where your earlier moment of madness came from?"

"It just…just happened."

"Remember I live with you and have known you for many years and reconsider that answer."

"When I told Lane, she tried to guess and she first guessed we got engaged. And with the talk about dad today…I don't want our kid to grow up the way we did. I want it to have both of us here. Not occasional visits or once in a blue moon phone calls or even worse, never seeing one of us. I want more for it. Two parents." She looked up at him, smiling sadly as he placed a soft kiss on her forehead.

"It will. I promise." He took a deep breath before continuing. "I am going to do everything I can to make sure this kid has both of us there for him or her, you know that right? Even if I get scared sometimes, like last night, I will make that happen."

She nodded, kissing him. "I know." Going back to resting on his shoulder and looking at her ring, she realized something. "Last night?"

"Talked to your mom. All's good."

"You talked to mom? Really?"

"I was having a bad moment and she was there."

She stayed quiet for a second, the moved up on her pillow, looking straight into his eyes. "You were afraid you're going to be like Jimmy."

He looked at her surprised and she smiled.

"I know you, Jess. And although I'm sure you're over that and mom convinced of this already, you are nothing like him."

He leaned over and kissed her, then pulled back, looking back at her. "I love you."

Running her hand through his hair, she smiled again. "I know. And even if I didn't, your earlier rant would have convinced me of that."

"So no more crazy thoughts?"

"Oh, there will definitely be more crazy thoughts. And more crazy. And you will have to deal with them because I am pregnant with your kid."

"So what you're saying is that I have around 9 more months of craziness?"

"Nope, you have the rest of your life to deal with this. Because after the baby is born and I can no longer pull the pregnant card, I will pull the mother of your child card. Which includes the 'I was pregnant and gave birth to your child' cards so you have no chance of escaping this. I learned my guilt-tripping techniques from mom." She stuck out her tongue, making him chuckle.

"Fine."

"You're giving up so easily?"

"I've been dealing with your crazy for 5 years." He leaned over and whispered in her ear. "Shouldn't be much of a change."

Rory slapped his chest, laughing again. "I am so going to wait until midnight and then start begging for ice cream just for that one."

"Not the first midnight store run I've done for you." He reminded her, smirking.

"Damn it, you're right. You are too nice to me sometimes, you know that?"

"No, I'm not."

She moved forward and kissed him, her fingers running slowly through his hair. "Yeah, you are. And I love you for it."

"So you only love me for being a sap who can't stand seeing you pout and always goes to the store for you, no matter what time it is?"

"Pretty much, yes." She laughed again, rolling until she was almost on top of him and started placing quick kisses on his lips, making him chuckle as well.

"Not nice." Jess settled his hand on the back of her neck, steadying her movements and kissing her. "I'm devastated."

"Oh, I'm sure." She smiled, kissing him again. "Are you going to cry about it after I fall asleep?"

"I might." He started running his other hand up and down her back slowly, holding her close to him.

"Just do it quietly, I have a lot of work to do tomorrow and I would prefer it if you didn't wake me up." Rory smiled again, kissing his bottom lip. "I should go call mom and tell her the news."

"Wait two more minutes, ok?" Jess hugged her and she nodded, placing another small kiss on his lips, then moved down, curling up and resting her head on his chest as his fingers played in her hair slowly.