A/N: I have a crazy busy weekend ahead so I finished this chapter ahead of schedule. How proud is everyone of me? We're exploring how Rory and Jess got together, so let me know what you all think of that. Good? Bad? In between? Thank you for the reviews, I hope you enjoy this one.

Corrupted with coffee

Sunday morning, Rory and Lorelai were in the diner, with Will in a high chair next to them and Jess trying to keep him entertained. Looking at her mother, her hand holding Jess' on the table, she smiled, drinking from her mug.

"Mom…you know you were worried about the inn being empty that weekend after Christmas?"

"Yeah. Why, you happen to know of a convention that is in need of housing for a couple of days?"

"I was thinking more like a wedding." She squeezed Jess' hand, waiting for Lorelai's reaction.

"Really? Who's getting married?" Lorelai asked, not realizing what she was saying.

"Mom?" Rory looked at her, grinning.

"Oh, my God!" Lorelai squealed excitedly when she connected the dots, trying not to make too much noise. "Seriously?"

"Waiting seems stupid." Rory kissed Jess' shoulder quickly, smiling happily. "I've known I'm doomed to spend my life with him for a long time. And this is just perfect the perfect opportunity."

"Hey, doomed?" Jess protested, smirking.

"Hush, the women are planning a wedding." Lorelai grinned, nodding solemnly.

"Will, for your sake, stay away from women, ok?" He looked at the toddler, trying to stay serious.

"What are you teaching my son, Jess?"

"That if he ever wants to be allowed to have an opinion on anything, he'll make sure to never get married. Or engaged for that matter. Or do anything other than f…"

"That's enough for now, hoodlum." Lorelai tried not to laugh. "You've corrupted one child of mine, there's no need to pass your wisdom on to my son as well."

"Ror, do you feel corrupted?"

"Awfully. Maybe I'll call Taylor's cousin's organization to help me."

"Maybe you should." He smirked, leaning in and kissing her.

"You know, I miss high school, when you wouldn't come near me…" Lorelai pointed at Jess. "…and you'd both jump to opposite sides of the room if anyone caught you kissing."

"That's because both you and Luke wanted to kill me." Jess reminded her. "I like to think I'm safe now. She has a ring and everything."

"Yeah, well, that doesn't mean you're allowed to do whatever you want in front of me. She's still ten in my mind."

"Never say that again." Jess grimaced, looking at his fiancée. "I'd prefer to at least think of her as being of legal age."

"Ew!" It was Lorelai's turn to grimace, making him chuckle.

"Payback."

"Be nice to your future mother in law before she makes your life a living hell." Lorelai pointed her finger at him and Jess smirked.

"Rory, isn't talking about yourself in the third person a sign of dementia?"

"We'll find her a nice home."

"Will, you're going to be nicer to mommy than that, right?" Lorelai looked at her son and he gurgled happily, shoving his toy car in her hand. "At least I'll have this to keep me company in my old age." She lifted the toy in the air, then passed it back to the child. "So, wedding? Just say what you want and I'll make it happen. And if I hear one mention of you wanting to pay for the inn or anything relating to that, I'll kick both your asses."

"I can take a day off this week and we can go look at dresses, invitations and all that, if you want to and have the time."

"I'd love to. Just let me know when and where. Go on, what can I do to help? I was coming dress shopping with you anyway. But with this being so short notice and the other thing going on as well, I want to do anything I can to help you guys out."

"Thanks, mom." Rory stood up, walking to her mother and hugging her, smiling happily.

"You're only getting married once, we need to make sure it's perfect."

"Thanks." Rory whispered again and Lorelai smiled, hugging her daughter even tighter.

"I'm so happy for you, kid."

"What are they doing?" Luke asked, walking out of the kitchen and looking at the two women.

"Rory and I are getting married in a month and a half and they've decided to hug. Don't get it, don't care." Jess smirked, waving a toy in front of Will.

"What are you doing?"

"Not having any input in what's going to be my wedding as well and babysitting your son instead."

"Need any coffee?"

"Nope, I'm fine. "

Finally pulling apart, the two women finally spotted him and he nodded. "Food? More coffee?"

"More coffee!" They exclaimed in unison, making him chuckle. Picking up their mugs, he filled them behind the counter, now used to having to make sure no one would see him before handing them back to them.

"Yell if you need anything." He smiled before walking back to the kitchen.

Looking back at her daughter, Lorelai smiled.

"We've already paid a deposit for flowers for the other wedding and we've bought some food. We'll see if you can use anything."

"Decorations?"

"I have a ton of stuff left from my wedding and we can keep the Christmas stuff up as well if you want to. Just tell me what you need."

"Thank you."

"Go on, what else?"

"I can't think of anything else!" Rory sighed, making Lorelai laugh.

"Good thing you have me here. I'll call Sookie and ask her to come over and we can talk menus. You need to get started on the invitations and send them by the end of this week, next week at the latest. We'll tell Babette and Patty and they can act as your save-the-dates. Music?"

"Don't care."

"Ok. Food, decorations, music, clothes…Jess, you need to get that sorted quickly as well. With the holidays coming, you don't have a lot of time."

"Oh, someone finally remembers I exist." He smirked and Rory leaned in, kissing him quickly.

"Sorry, we got whirled into this. You get to ask for anything you want."

"I don't care. My input ends with the person I marry. Everything else can go to hell." He whispered in her ear, making Rory's smile grow bigger. "Whatever makes you happy is fine by me." He whispered again and she kissed him, squeezing his hand tightly under the table while Lorelai watched the two of them, a happy smile on her lips as well.

"Stop being cute!" She tried to sound angry and they pulled apart, Rory focusing her attention back on her mother.

"Sorry. I know this is pointless but I suppose I should ask you officially if you want to be my matron of honor."

"Only if you never refer to me as that ever again!" She pointed her finger at her daughter, biting down a few happy tears. "Who else do you want to stand up for you?"

"Lane and Paris." She smiled. "If Paris can make it. God, I forgot to tell her about this."

"We'll drop by her place when we go to Boston. We need to go tell your dad as well. Preferably before he receives the invitation in the mail." Jess reminded her and she nodded.

"Next weekend?"

"Sure."

"Go to Friday night dinner then drive to Boston on Saturday?"

"Two weeks in a row?" Jess grimaced at the thought of yet another dinner.

"We can tell grandpa about the name. He'll love it."

"Ok, let's go back to planning your big redneck wedding here, kids!" Lorelai chimed in the conversation, grinning.

"Could you say that a little louder? I don't think they heard you in Hartford." Rory hissed at her mother.

"Hey, you're marrying your cousin. I'm allowed to make all the redneck jokes I want." She winked at her daughter quickly, making her laugh and relax again.

"I thought I told you to never refer to him as that. Ever."

"Nope, sorry, not going to happen. For the next month and a half, I have full rights to remind you of the fact that you're marrying your cousin."

"Hey, we dated first so, in all fairness, you married my ex-boyfriend's at the time uncle."

"But you were broken up when Luke and started dating. The first or the second time. Or, you know, when we actually got married. So it doesn't count."

"Why are we having this debate?"

"I don't know." Lorelai shook her head. "It's fun, I guess. I'm going to go call Sookie and ask her to come over."

"Ok."

When they were left alone, Rory snuggled closer to Jess, resting her chin on his shoulder, smiling. "This is actually happening. Thank goodness they got married."

"Why?"

"Do I need to remind you of what happened at their wedding?"

"Something happened at their wedding?" Jess smirked, leaning in and kissing her quickly. "Because I only seem to remember a certain bridesmaid's dress annoying the fuck out of me with its stubborn zipper."

"It makes me sound easy if you put it like that."

"You jumped in bed with me." He pointed out, kissing her again.

"Oh, yeah, and you were arguing."

"You see, I know I'm irresistible. You didn't have a choice there, really. And I'm pretty sure most things happened after their wedding."

"Only because you stopped me from overreacting."

"I have that effect on you." Jess kissed her cheek quickly, smirking. "And I was hoping for a repeat of what had happened, annoying zipper not included."

"Just that, huh?" She grinned, kissing him quickly. "Because I seem to remember that conversation going slightly differently…"

Almost five years before, the morning after.

Walking in the inn room, Jess smiled when he saw her sleeping figure still in bed-his bed. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he put the coffee cup in his hand on the nightstand and tried to say something but before he had a chance to, he saw her eyes flutter open slowly. Spotting him, she opened her eyes and sat up, taking the sheet with her and wrapping it around herself.

"What are you doing here?"

"It's my room."

As pieces of the previous night started coming back to her, she closed her eyes, burying her face in her hands. "We didn't, did we…oh, shit." She realized, not looking at him, blushing furiously. "Shit, I can't believe I did that! Can't believe we did that! God, I can't believe this happened!" She started rambling, making him smirk.

"Nothing happened beyond two people getting drunk at a wedding and having sex. Don't make this into something complicated."

"How can I not? Jess…it's us." She whispered, finally looking at him again and biting her lip.

"Yeah, I'm fully aware of that."

"So how the hell can you claim this is not complicated?"

"It's not. It was tequila, champagne and about 5 other types of alcohol into one. Think that's why they tell you to never mix your drinks? Really, I'm shocked anything happened. And impressed with myself."

"Why are you so calm about this?" She wrapped her sheet tighter around her body, slightly more relaxed.

"Why aren't you?"

"I've…never done this before. And with you…" She bit her lip again, blushing and looking away from him.

"Have sex? Because it didn't seem that way to me last night."

"Have a one night stand, you jerk." She met his eyes again, still blushing.

"Really? Isn't college supposed to be a time of debauchery and random sexual encounters?"

"Don't bring college up. You and Philadelphia were as close as I ever got to…that. This."

Avoiding her comment, not wanting to make the conversation more complicated than it was, Jess smirked. "Huh, good thing I was here to fix that gap in your life then. This way, your autobiography will be more interesting." Picking up the cup of coffee again, he handed it to her, smiling. "I assume you still live on this stuff."

"Thank you." She nodded, smiling back at him and taking the cup from him. Sipping from the mug, she looked at him again, still smiling. "Are you always this nice to women in the morning?"

"I don't know, we might have to do this again and then you can see for yourself." He smirked, making her laugh and shake her head before drinking from her mug again and putting it back on the nightstand.

"You haven't changed. Not the good parts, anyway."

"I learned to deal with the bad parts by putting them in books." He admitted, suddenly serious and she cupped his face in her hand, caressing his skin slowly with her fingers. Instinctively, he kissed her palm softly and she looked at him, smiling at his small gesture. And then, almost without thinking, they started leaning into each other, slowly, before their lips met again. Wrapping one arm around her waist, propping himself up with the other one, he smiled through their kiss when his fingers only reached her bare back and he leaned even more into her. Pulling away, she rested her forehead against his, neither one of them opening their eyes.

"That might have made things slightly complicated." He whispered, not moving and she nodded.

"I…"

"It's fine. Complicated doesn't mean anything." He answered when she didn't finish her sentence.

"We've always been complicated, haven't we?"

"Yeah, we have." He nodded and she crushed her mouth to his again, smiling, her other hand moving up to cup his face as well.

"I…just…want to...can we…?" She didn't finish her sentence, pulling back instead and looking at him, hoping he'll understand what she was asking.

"Let's find some breakfast." Running his hand over her back, he kissed her shoulder, nodding. "We'll talk."

"And five years later, here we are. Ready to get married and with a baby on the way." She whispered the last part of her sentence, smiling happily. "I blame it on that cup of coffee, really."

"So, am I always that nice to you in the morning?"

"You're nicer." Rory smiled again, squeezing his hand. "I love you."

Smirking before he kissed her again, Jess wrapped his arm around her.

"You know we can't tell the kid how we got together this time, how we found out about its existence…pretty much anything about our life together."

"When she's older and understand why we might have been panicked at the thought of being parents, we'll tell her that bit. As for the first part…how about we stick to 'we had breakfast'?" She stuck out her tongue then kissed him again quickly.

Walking in the diner with Sookie next to her, Lorelai smiled. "Look who I found!"

"Sookie!" Rory jumped from her place, hugging the woman quickly.

"Cupcake, you're getting married!"

"Yes, I am!"

Sitting down at the table and pulling out a notebook, the older woman smile. "Ok, what do you want for food? This is what we I had planned for the other wedding, but just say what you want and I'll make it."

"Jess, can you help with this?" She looked at her fiancé, a pained look in her eyes. "I don't think my opinions on food can be trusted right now."

"Ok." He nodded, squeezing her hand quickly, while Lorelai picked up her son from his highchair, leaning over the notebook as well and they all started looking at the list.