A/N: Thank you for the reviews, you're all so great. Keep sending in votes for the baby's sex and name suggestions. I'll try to work in as many of them as I can. Thank you again and I hope you enjoy this. I have too much fun writing Matt and Chris.

Nice guy

The next morning, Jess walked into the Truncheon office and poured himself a cup of coffee, while waiting for the other two guys to come in. A few minutes later, a tired looking Matt walked in and headed straight for the coffee machine, picking a cup and filling it.

"Tired again?"

"Jane. Drinking. Too old for this." The man grumbled, crashing down in his chair and drinking from his mug.

"You going out again tonight?"

"No way. She's going out of town for the weekend anyway."

"Aw, your girlfriend's going away?"

"She's not my…" Matt tried to protest but ended up shaking his head. "Oh, who the hell am I kidding? Yeah, she's going home to see her folks." Picking up a pen and throwing it at Jess' head, he started laughing. "And you're the one who's getting hitched so shut the hell up."

"So this means you're free?" Jess sipped from his mug, lifting the pen after catching it before it hit him to show Matt.

"Why? You want to go out drinking?"

"I thought you were too tired for that?"

"Eh, well, I'm never that tired." Matt laughed, looking at him.

"No, actually Rory wanted to know if you guys wanted to come over for dinner. It's the last Friday before her grandparents come back and that nightmare begins again and we want to celebrate getting engaged. Get you a few drinks, some food. The usual. Maybe throw in a movie. But if you want to go out, I'm sure she won't mind the change in plans."

"Oh, wow, impressive."

"Huh?"

"A lot of sentences strung together and this early in the morning."

Throwing the pen back at his friend's head, he smirked. "So, coming or not?"

"Yeah, sure, why not?"

"The excitement is just overwhelming."

"I still hate you for yesterday."

Jess tried to say something but Chris walked in the room, he too heading straight for the coffee machine and pouring himself a cup.

"Morning." He nodded, waving.

"Dinner, tonight, my place. Coming?" Jess asked, walking to his desk and sitting down.

"It's not like I can say no to such a heartfelt invitation. Any occasion?"

"Celebrate the engagement and all that."

"So this is basically a 'come eat and drink because you finally got off your ass and decided to do something right'?"

"If you want to put it that way."

"How could I miss the celebration of that?" Chris smiled, turning on his computer and getting ready to start working.

Later that night, they were all sitting around the living room, talking excitedly, waiting for dinner to come.

"Jess, you see, I only said yes because I thought there would be some cooking. I can do take-away by myself!" Chris protested, drinking from his beer bottle.

"Yeah, well, you eating by yourself is not exactly celebrating with us, now is it?" He shot back, his hand resting on Rory's knee.

"Oh, stop whining." Matt chimed in from his chair, looking at Chris.

"The fact that Jane cooks for you now doesn't mean I can't complain. Or that you wouldn't have been complaining about the same thing a few months ago. Or that, you know, you couldn't bring some of those cookies you keep bragging about to work one day." Chris replied, looking back at his friend.

"Yeah, well, no one is saying you can't find someone as well."

"Nope. I have decided to be the last bastion of bachelorhood at Truncheon."

"We'll get you a sign saying that." Matt laughed.

"I was thinking more like business cards."

"Only if you never want to get a date again in your life." Rory smiled as well, picking up her cup of decaf coffee.

"Why?"

"No sane woman would go out with a guy that has that written on his card."

"Well, not unless they're only looking for the same thing I am." Chris chuckled, making the other three shake their heads, trying not to burst out laughing as well.

"Ok, so before dinner comes and all that, we kind of have something say." Jess smirked and Rory took his hand, kissing his shoulder quickly.

"Oh, God, if now comes the 'we're so happy that you're here to celebrate this joyous future union with us' speech, I will throw things at you. I mean it!" Chris threatened, making everyone else laugh again.

"No, this is kind of unconnected to that."

"You're quitting?" Matt suddenly looked worried. "Tell me it's not that!"

"It's not that. It's good news." Rory smiled, squeezing Jess hand quickly.

"Oh, good." Matt let out a breath and Chris drank from his bottle again.

"So, are you ever going to tell us?"

"Go ahead." Rory whispered, looking at Jess and he took a deep breath, trying to find the right way to say it.

"Rory's…" He hesitated for a bit, before changing his mind. "We're going to be parents."

After a few seconds of stunned silence, Chris was the first one to react.

"Wait, so you're pregnant?" He looked at Rory and she nodded.

"Baby!" Matt finally exclaimed happily, making the other ones laugh.

"Yeah, that's usually the result of pregnancy." Jess smirked.

"Oh, shut up." He sighed, frustrated, getting up and walking to Rory, then waited for her to stand up as well and hugged her, smiling. "Congratulations!"

"Thanks, Matt."

"Can I put myself down for the list of potential babysitters? Please?"

"You're going at the top of it."

Waiting for Jess to stand up as well, he shook his hand, still smiling. "Congrats to you too. Let's just hope the kid doesn't get any of your genes."

"Great friend you are." Jess smirked while Matt decided that the occasion called for a hug, so he wrapped his arms around his friend, pulling back as quickly as he had done it. "Congratulations. Both of you. And I demand to be Uncle Matt."

"Definitely." Rory reassured him, grinning.

Chris stood up and walked to them, smiling as well and walked to Jess, shaking his hand. "Congratulations." She moved closer to Rory and hugged her. "And I'm with Matt, let's hope this child takes after you."

"Aw, really? Because I'm kind of hoping that it will look like Jess." She smiled, moving closer to Jess and wrapping her arm around his waist.

"That's because you like him. We don't." Matt snickered, sitting back down in his armchair and picking up his bottle again.

"Eh, well, he's nice to me." She kissed his cheek quickly, then sat back down and the other two guys took their seats again.

"So, when did this happen?" Matt snickered excitedly.

"We found out a few days ago. Saturday. Oh, wow, almost a week now."

"You're some of the first people to know." Jess nodded. "After Lorelai, Luke and a couple of other people from Stars Hollow."

"That's an honor." Chris smiled, drinking from his bottle. "Can I get that on a sign?"

"You think that's sign worthy?"

"I have very few things in my life." The young man laughed. "At least few things worthy of being put on signs."

"So, when's the baby due?" Matt chimed in the conversation.

"Beginning of July. The 5th if you want to be precise." Rory smiled again, putting her arm around Jess' waist.

"This is going to be so much fun!"

"You're only saying that because you don't have to deal with her." Jess pointed at Rory, smirking and Matt laughed, picking up a pillow and throwing it at his head.

"Be nice to your pregnant fiancée."

"Thank you!" Rory laughed gratefully, looking back at Jess. "Maybe if someone else tells you, you'll listen."

"Oh, please, I'm always nice to you." He protested, then looked back at Matt. "And you stop throwing things at me. Or you're getting every single one of her grandparents' presents for every gift giving occasion from now until the end of time."

"Including the garish coat hanger?"

"That's the first thing you'll get."

"Oh, great, you hate me."

"What gave you that idea?" Jess smirked, picking up his bottle again and drinking from it.

"Threatening with the coat hanger? That's just cruel. Beyond cruel. Someone call one of those societies that help people in need."

"Which one?"

"Just pick one!"

Rory tried to reply, but the doorbell rang and she tried to get up and get up and answer the door but Jess put his hand on her leg, keeping her down. "I'll get it."

"Crazy." She shook her head and he smiled before heading for the door, leaving the other three to chat.

Later that night, Rory was in the bedroom, lying down on the bed and reading. Walking into the room and crashing down on the bed, Jess kicked his shoes off, crawling up until he was next to her.

"Kitchen is clean."

"Thanks." She smiled, putting the book down on the nightstand.

"Don't worry about it." He pulled her down on the bed, making her laugh and kissed her. "What where you reading?"

"Pregnancy book. It's good. You should read it after I'm done with it."

Kissing her one more time, Jess reached for the book and looked at the title. "Ror, I'm the first one to admit I'm completely domesticated. I'm the one that cooks around here, I do my part of the cleaning…"

"Do you have a point?" She interrupted him, smiling.

"Yes. I even put my dirty clothes in a hamper, for fuck's sake. However, I will not read a book called 'The girlfriends' guide to pregnancy', got it?"

"Don't say that word!"

"What word?"

"The f-word."

"Why? So our earless embryo doesn't pick it up?" He chuckled, making her laugh as well, despite her attempt to stay mad at him.

"Way to be nice to our child."

"Hey, I'm just providing an accurate description. And seriously, growing up around Matt and Chris will lead to this child learning every bad word in the book before it turns three."

"He better not!" She sighed, running her fingers through Jess' hair. "Just…I don't him to be sent home from kindergarten for cursing."

"How about setting off the fire alarms?" Jess laughed, putting his hand on her stomach under her shirt and caressing her skin with his thumb.

"You wouldn't do that."

"I refuse to comment any further on that subject." He smirked, kissing her.

"Ok, just for the record-kindergarten, school, college for all I care, calls and says our kid got in trouble for a prank he pulled? You're the one that has to deal with them. And by that I mean solve the problem while making sure the child stays in said school."

"Or?"

"Or I'm grounding you both." Rory laughed again, cupping his face in her hands and kissing him.

"Fair enough."

"Oh, by the way, mom called. She couldn't find anyone to babysit this weekend, so celebration dinner will have to wait until next week."

"This means we're going back to Stars Hollow with them after dinner with Wicked Witch of the West?"

"Hey, be nice to grandma!" She protested.

"Wicked Witch of the East?" He smirked, pulling her closer to him. "And she hates me anyway, I can be mean to her when she's not here."

"You're stubborn."

"Tell her that, she's the one that still hates me for high school."

"Anyway…" She sighed, knowing he had a point and she wasn't going to win that debate. "Yes, if it's ok with you, we're going to Stars Hollow."

"Yeah, it's fine."

"Really?"

"Well, Matt did say that I have to be nice to you. I have a feeling he'll kill me if I don't listen." He chuckled, leaning in and kissing her. "We can go tell Liz about the engagement and maybe the baby on Saturday."

"You mean that?" Rory smiled, cupping his face in her hands, happy.

"Yeah." He whispered against her mouth, kissing her softly.

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"Giving her a chance."

"I wouldn't go that far. But I'm trying."

"Thank you for trying then." She lifted her head, kissing him again.

"You're still taking TJ."

"That's fine with me." She smiled, letting go of his face and tangling her hands in his hair instead. "Thank you."

He shook his head, smiling at the same time then kissed her, moving his hand back to her abdomen. "You're going to turn me into a nice guy."

"Too late, you're already nice."

"Still your fault." He pointed out, nuzzling her neck.

"Yes, I made you nice, now I'm going to make you a dad…I'm just ruining your street cred."

"Doesn't matter." He whispered, moving up and kissing her cheek as she smiled. "I like it this way."