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Take two!

"We have keys!" Rory grinned, hugging Jess tightly as soon as they walked out of the real estate agent's office. "Keys to our house."

"Want to go check it out?" Jess offered, placing a quick kiss on her lips.

"Really?"

"You heard Tammy, it's our place now, we can do whatever we want."

"Yes, please!" She beamed happily again, letting go of him, taking his hand instead and starting to drag him towards their car. A couple of minutes later, they were driving down the street, Rory's hands playing on her bump.

"We need to go buy food for everyone tomorrow morning."

"What time are they getting here?"

"10-ish. We'll have breakfast and then start moving."

"Furniture delivery guys are getting there at…?"

"Somewhere between 12 and 6."

"Helpful." Jess rolled his eyes, glancing at her. "Are the kids coming?"

"Nope. Liz is watching them." Rory ruffled his hair, smiled. "She offered to come over as well, but we already have far too many people moving stuff."

"You need to be less likeable, we have too many people trying to help."

"Hey, the more people helping, the faster everything gets done."

"No one but you goes near the books." Jess shook his head, smirking. "Chris is the only one that has any idea how to properly organize books. Matt does his by vibe and I don't even want to think what system your mother or Lane would use."

"We won't have shelves until they deliver everything, anyway."

"Luke will kill us for buying shelves instead of letting him make them, won't he?"

"Don't tell TJ, he will as well."

"I'm less concerned about TJ." Jess smirked, stopping at a red light. "I hate traffic."

"I don't care, we're going to our house!" She smiled again, clapping her hands excitedly. "We're going home, baby. Which room should she get?"

"I don't know. We'll decide when we're there."

"Have you gotten enough of furniture shopping for the rest of your life or can we go look for a crib and stuff soon?"

"We can go." Jess nodded, glancing at her, smiling. "Have you decided what we're doing with her room?"

"Nope. Any ideas?"

"No." He shook his head, pulling into the driveway to their house. "You think Tammy showed us this one first because it's so close to her office?"

"I don't care!" She giggled again, getting out of the car and he followed, catching up to her standing in front of the house, looking at it. Wrapping his arms around her from behind, Jess placed a soft kiss on her shoulder.

"You happy?"

"I am so happy." She nodded, twisting her neck and kissing him quickly. "I love you."

"I love you too. Ready to go inside?"

Rory nodded again, taking his hand and walking to the front door, taking the keys out of her pocket.

A few years before.

Sitting on the floor in an almost empty living room, Rory shot from her place, kissing Jess.

"We're home."

Lying down on the carpet and taking her with him, Jess kissed the top of her head, hugging her closer. "Yeah, we are."

"I have a good feeling about this place." She smiled, looking up at him. "We're going to be happy here, aren't we?"

"I'll try my best to make sure you are." He whispered, kissing her forehead.

"Just…be here. That's enough."

"You're easy to please, aren't you?" Jess chuckled, cupping her face in his hand and kissing her softly. "I am here."

"For a very long time?"

"Yeah." He nodded again and she moved up, straddling him, intertwining their fingers together.

"I go full on bunny boiler on you if you don't."

"Oh, dangerous. What did I get myself into?" He smirked, making her laugh.

"You have no idea." Leaning down, she kissed him, releasing his hands to be able to hold herself up. He slid his hands under her shirt, not letting her move.

"I love you." Jess smiled, pulling her bottom lip between his teeth.

Walking in the empty living room, Rory turned around, hugging Jess again.

"This is perfect." Wiping her eyes quickly, she smiled, biting her lip. "You still like it?"

"Yeah, I do." He smiled softly, cupping her face in his hand, not bothering to look around him.

"I was talking about the house." Rory laughed, kissing him.

"I don't care about the house, as long as you're happy."

"As long as you're here…"

"I've heard that one before." He kissed her again before draping his arm over her shoulders, tilting his head towards the stairs. "Go on, let's go pick a room for the spawn."

Saturday morning, Rory opened the front door to their apartment, finding Lorelai standing on the other side.

"Luke's downstairs trying to find a good parking space."

"Matthew and Chris are on their way as well." Rory replied, moving out of the way, letting her mother inside the house. "Lane and Zach…"

"Are driving the Jeep over, they were right behind us. They should be here soon."

"Did you bring…?"

"The baby's stuff? Of course." Lorelai grinned, rubbing her daughter's arm. "Relax; you have nothing to worry about. Where's Jess?"

"Getting breakfast ready. We have furniture delivery guys coming over any time after noon, I have to…"

"Thank God you're here." Jess walked in the room, smiling at the woman. "Make her calm down, I beg you."

"Jess! We have…" Rory tried to start again but he cut her off midsentence.

"Yes, I know." He nodded, rolling his eyes. "She's been making lists the entire week, I can't take it anymore."

"Can't take what?" Luke asked, walking inside the house, wrapping his arm around Lorelai's waist.

"Nothing, Jess is just being mean." Rory laughed, making a face.

"So, breakfast?" Lorelai asked, making Jess chuckle.

"Go sit down, I'll get out the first round of pancakes." Kissing Rory's cheek, he smiled softly. "You too, I'll bring your coffee over."

"I love you." She leaned over, whispering in his ear before going and sitting down on the couch, Lorelai following her.

"Need help?" Luke smiled at his nephew.

"I'm taking stuff out of bags and boxes but, sure, why not?" He smirked, walking into the kitchen, with Luke behind him.

"Hey, guys!" Lane called, opening the door and walking in the apartment, with Zach, Matt and Chris following behind her. "We ran into them on the stairs."

"How's my niece?" Matthew grinned happily, sitting on the floor next to the coffee table.

"Calm so far." Rory rubbed her bump, smiling, watching as everyone sat down around the room, wherever they could find a space.

"So, what's the plan for today?" Lane asked as Jess walked in the room, a stack of paper plates in one hand and plastic cutlery in the other.

"Aren't we being fancy!" Lorelai grinned, picking up a plate with Spongebob drawn on it. "Mom would be so proud."

"We've packed away everything else." Rory explained, shrugging. "Need any help?" She looked at her husband but he shook his head.

"I'm good. Luke's getting the food, I'll go for your coffee."

"Thank you."

A few seconds later, Luke walked out, a large Styrofoam container filled with pancakes in one hand. Dropping it on the table, he turned around to look at Jess, who handed Rory a mug before throwing the paper cups he had stacked in his other hand to the people in the room.

"Eat, there's way more food. I'll go get everyone coffee."

"You ordered?" Lorelai looked at her daughter and she nodded.

"Of course. Chocolate and maple syrup are in the kitchen, I'll go bring them."

"You sit down, I'll go." Luke tried to glare at her making Rory shake her head. Remembering Lane's question, Rory looked at her friend, sipping from her coffee.

"Someone has to be at the new place by noon so…"

"So us three will go over while the boys move all the stuff!" Lorelai grinned, making the guys nod. Walking back inside the room, Jess waved the coffee pot in the air, smirking.

"Who wants coffee?"

"Assume everyone is the correct answer." Chris laughed when the choir of 'me's died down.

"What's the cleaning status of the house? Do you need help with that?" Matthew asked, sipping from his coffee.

"It's been cleaned." Rory shook her head. "We need to finish this place after we move everything though."

"I'll take care of that." Lane smiled, grabbing a plate and picking up a few pancakes. Sitting down on the couch's arm next to Rory, Jess wrapped an arm around her shoulders, dropping the now empty coffee pot in his hand on the end table.

"Do we have to paint any rooms in the new place?" Matt asked, grabbing the maple syrup from Luke, who sat down in a chair he'd brought from the kitchen.

"Nope." Rory shook her head, putting some pancakes on a plate and offering Jess the plate. Taking it from her, he smiled, kissing the top of her head when she moved back after she took some food for herself. "The only room that needs doing is the baby's room, but we haven't picked a color yet. It's pink right now, so we might leave it like that unless I change my mind again."

"Give us a call if you do, we'll help." Matt smiled, chewing on a piece of pancake.

"We?" Chris looked at him, making Matt glare back.

"Ok, just me then."

"No, I'll help, it's part of my uncle-y…?" He made a face, chuckling. "…Or whatever the correct version of that word is, duty. I was just wondering who died and made you in charge of volunteering me for stuff."

"No one had to die, I was anointed at birth with that particular responsibility." Matthew grinned before Chris shot from his place, punching him lightly in the arm.

"Chris, behave!" Lorelai chuckled from her place.

"No fair, you like him better!" Chris tried to pout, chuckling at the same time.

"I like you both the same, but that does not mean you're allowed to hit him." She scolded again, still laughing.

"Fine." Chris drew out the word in a childish tone.

"You sure he can be trusted near breakables?" Jess smirked, pointing at his friend.

"Oh, please, I'm just as trustworthy as you are." Chris protested, making Matt laugh.

"Whatever, pumpkin."

Glaring at him, Chris tried to say something but Lorelai chimed in.

"Matt, you have to behave too!"

"Ha!" Chris snorted.

"God help us all." Rory mumbled under her breath, smiling.

A while later, the three women were gathered in the kitchen of the new house.

"My baby's all grown up, she has her own house now!" Lorelai grinned, looking at Rory.

"Yes, 'cause the husband and baby were definitely not enough proof that I'm no longer 5."

"Don't say that, you're still 5!" She laughed again, shaking her head. "It's a really nice place you've got here, kid. The spare one is my room, right?"

"Yes, mother, you get your own room." Rory rolled her eyes, looking at the coffee machine. "Figures the first thing we'd bring with us would be this."

"I raised you properly." Lorelai grinned, nodding. "This is all the proof I needed."

"Yes, now we just need the guys to come and bring the actual coffee and mugs."

"You need to think these things through in the future."

"Maybe if you'd let me grab my list instead of pushing me out the door..." Rory tried to protest, laughing.

"Now, now, no need to blame mommy." Lorelai shook her head, laughing as well.

"Heavy box!" Matt called from the front door and Lane hurried, holding it open for him. "Kitchen?" The young man asked and Lane pointed to the room.

"We probably should have given you a tour first." Rory laughed, getting out of the man's way.

"You can get me drunk to make up for it."

Following him, Jess dropped a box as well. "Your husband's gone crazy." He shot at Lorelai, smirking.

"What's he done now?" The woman rolled her eyes, smiling as well.

"It took me ages to convince him to let me drive the truck, since he seems to have lost his mind and forgotten that I've driven it before and therefore I am clearly capable of driving a stick."

"Jess, did you make any bad jokes while getting the keys?"

"Maybe." The young man chuckled, dropping the box on a counter. "You might want to get out of the way, we have more boxes coming."

"Did you bring the coffee?" Rory pouted as she walked out.

"It's in a bag in the front seat, you can get it."

"Good husband!"

"Woof." He chuckled, placing a soft kiss on her lips as he headed outside again.

"Those two are adorable." Matt chuckled, standing next to Lorelai, looking at them.

"They definitely have the Jesse/Becky thing going on there."

"Matt, you going to help or stand there?" Jess grumbled as he walked past them with another box in his arms.

"I'm good with standing here, actually."

"Matt!"

"Going." Walking past Rory, he chuckled. "How do you stand him?"

"He got me pregnant, I have to." Rory laughed, sticking out her tongue when Jess walked up to them again.

"Matt, boxes."

"Slave driver!" Matthew yelled, fake pouting as he walked out the door.

"We'll never be done, will be?" Rory smiled, walking up to Lane.

"I think by Thursday, we might."

"We have one box of books left!" Rory whined, walking in the bedroom. "How did we miss it? We have no more room for it in here, I can't…" Putting his hands on Rory's arms, Jess smirked, kissing her.

"I left it for the shelf in the living room."

"Why am I stressing out then?"

"Because you're you." Hugging her, he placed a soft kiss on her temple. "Calm down."

"I will after we're done. And we need to buy lamps."

"Mental note made."

"I'll add them to my non-mental list." She grinned, pulling back and kissing him. "I like living with you, you calm me down."

"Yes, I have that special skill." He started trailing kisses down her neck, smirking as he tried to guide them towards the bed.

"You're trying to distract me!" She slapped his arm, smiling at the same time.

"You're only whining because it's working."

"But…box…books…" Rory tried to protest as he raised an eyebrow. "Ok, fine, but we're definitely going shopping for lamps tomorrow!"

"Fair deal."

"Send Luke over!" Rory whined into the phone a few hours later, standing in the middle of their new office.

"What's wrong?" Jess sighed from the other end of the phone, shushing everyone down.

"The furniture guys finally came and brought everything, but the shelves are in boxes and the bed is in pieces and nothing is put together and Jess!" She whined again, breathing out loudly.

"Ok, he's coming over with the next batch of stuff. Is that good enough or do you want me to send him over right now?"

"How far along are you?"

"We just loaded the old couch; we're going to try to squeeze the last few boxes before we leave."

"Is it going to take long?"

"Ror, there's five of us loading one car. I'm going to say no." He smirked, running a hand through his hair.

"Just…hurry up, ok?"

"Only if you promise you'll calm down. Don't make me call Lorelai and make her send you to your room or something."

"You're mean!"

"This is the last round, if that helps."

"Seriously?"

"The truck holds a lot." He shrugged, looking around the almost empty room.

"Jess, don't joke."

"I'm not. This is seriously the last round of stuff. Matt and Chris are loading the jeep as well, I'll drive it over so your mother doesn't have a panic attack or something."

"You're perfect."

"Hold on to that feeling. And calm down, I'm begging you!" He chuckled.

"As soon as Luke's here, Steve Perry." She grinned. "Ok, I'm going to continue unpacking the dishes. Bye, I love you, I'm not crazy."

"Yes, you are. Bye."

Walking back in the kitchen, Rory looked at her mother and Lane who were staring at her, amused.

"What?"

"You're cute." Lorelai smiled, shrugging. "Plus, we're done."

"Seriously?"

"Kid, you don't have that many plates."

"Did you unload the ones we…"

"Got as a wedding present? Yes." Lorelai nodded, walking to her daughter, wrapping her arm around her shoulders. "Why are you stressing out over this?"

"I want to get everything done as soon as possible."

"You will. There's an army of people helping with this."

"But…"

"Rory."

"I know, calm down, breathe, relax." She smiled. "I'll make some more coffee."

"Good." Lorelai nodded, taking out a tin of coffee and handing it to her daughter.

"Red one." Rory answered, putting the tin next to the machine. "Decaf."

"But…" Lorelai drew out the word this time, pushing her bottom lip out, trying to pout.

"Mom, I'm only making a cup for myself. It will take 2 minutes, then I'm making a whole pot of normal coffee that you can proceed to drink."

"Good child!"

"So, how's the baby?" Lane asked, jumping up on a counter.

"Still middle nameless." Rory ginned, shrugging. "I saw this really pretty furniture set in a store window, I'm dragging Jess to see it up close this week."

"What color?"

"Cherry."

"Oh, cherry would go nice with the walls. You said she's getting the pink room, right?"

"It has one more window." Rory poured her coffee in a mug, before cleaning the machine quickly and starting the next round of coffee. "I really wish I'd stop craving bacon, though, it's getting ridiculous."

"Still?"

"Oh, yeah." Rory nodded, smiling. "It's bacon and mint ice cream now."

"Not even close to the craziest one of mine."

"Or mine." Lorelai shrugged, looking at Lane. "Oh, remember Sookie?"

"Which time?" Rory laughed, shaking her head. "I'm good with not craving any crazy things, so please stop this conversation and don't give her…" She pointed at her stomach. "…any ideas."

"Speaking of babies, I should probably give Liz a call and check on mine." Lane beamed happily, hopping down from the counter. "I should make sure her house is still standing and stuff. I'll be outside for a second."

"I'll come with you, I should check on Will. You ok by yourself for a couple of minutes?"

"Yeah, go. I'll have the coffee ready when you come back." Rory reassured her mother, nodding. Rubbing her stomach when she was alone, she sipped from her coffee. "That's my bladder, Mia Hamm. If you're going to kick, do it harder so your dad can feel it as well."

A few minutes later, Lorelai walked back in the room, taking the mug Rory handed her.

"Lane's scolding Steve, she'll be in as soon as she's done."

"What did he do?"

"Something to do with Doula and dolls, I have no idea. How are you?"

"Trying to convince the kid to stop kicking my organs."

"Still nothing from outside?"

"No." Rory pouted, looking down. "Jess is being far more patient than I am, though. I want him to feel her."

"He will, don't worry. And if you think she's kicking you hard now, give it a few more weeks."

"I like her kicking. Not sure my insides do, though." Rory smiled, resting her hand on her stomach again. "Clash seems to calm her down usually, though."

"Aw, sweet."

"It amuses Jess." She grinned again, sipping from her mug.

Walking into the office, Rory smiled, looking at her step-father.

"How's it going?"

"Not much left."

"Promise?" She bit her lip, making him smile. Appearing behind her, Jess wrapped his arm around her, kissing her temple.

"Bedroom's done, you can go make the bed if you want. I'll help Luke, it will be done faster this way."

"You're a very good husband."

"Matt and Chris left on a pizza delivery place hunt."

"Mom and Lane…?"

"Went to the old place to clean."

"But I was going to…"

"You're going to do nothing and be nowhere near chemicals, got it?" He kissed her temple again, smiling. "That's why they left without you."

"You're all overprotective."

"We have to be." Jess smirked, letting go and walking to Luke, looking at the shelves. "How can I help?"

"Grab a screwdriver."

Walking upstairs, Rory glanced at the pile of boxes filled with clothes, sighing before starting to shove a pillow inside its case.

"Jess!" Laughing, she tried to fight him off but he pinned her down between his body and the mattress, smirking.

"We're going shopping tomorrow, why do you have to get out of bed now?"

"Because we don't even have linens on the bed!"

"And?"

"And we're going to make a mess!"

"You're worried about that now?" He cocked an eyebrow, smirking.

"Well…" Blushing, Rory hid her face in his shoulder and he placed a kiss on the top of her head. "I am not going to spend the rest of the weekend in bed!" She announced, trying to sneak out from under him.

"We make the bed, then get back in it. Final offer."

"Make the bed, I unpack the clothes while you do the last box of books. My final offer." She countered and Jess shook his head.

"Bed and books. I'd say final offer but it's getting redundant. It's a compromise."

"And what are we wearing tomorrow, genius?"

"We'll stay naked until we unpack. How does that sound?"

"Like I've landed inside your brain." She stuck out her tongue, kissing him. "We make the bed, I'll do one bag of clothes, you do the books and then we get dinner."

"How is it that every single one of your offers means that I have to spend completely unreasonable amounts of time out of bed?"

"Jess!"

"Fine." He grumbled, kissing her one last time.

Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Rory smiled, looking at her husband, who threw his shirt in the laundry basket.

"We own far too much stuff." He smirked, turning around to look at her. Crouching in front of her, he kissed the tip of her nose. "How are you doing?"

"Considering how I was barely allowed to do anything all day, very well." Rory ran her fingers through his hair. "Sad mom and Lane had to go."

"You'll see them in two weeks."

"I know." She smiled again, ruffling his hair. "You half-naked for a reason?"

"I was going to shower." Jess tilted his head towards the door of the bathroom. "I've been moving stuff all day."

"Can I at least help with that?"

"Oh, yeah." He chuckled, standing up, taking her with him.

Much later that night, Jess walked out of the bedroom, seeing the light on in the room across the hall. Opening the door, he saw Rory sitting on the floor, her back against a wall. Sitting down next to her, he wrapped his arm around her shoulders, smiling when she rested her head on his shoulder.

"What are you doing up?"

"Nothing. Thinking. I'm happy."

Placing a soft kiss on her head, he hugged her closer to him.

"Good. I like you happy."

"Our baby's going to live here."

"I know."

"She's going to grow up here, scrape her knees in the backyard, laugh, cry, just…everything."

"I know." Jess repeated, smiling. "I love you, Ror."

"I love you too." She lifted her head, pressing a kiss to his lips. "Thank you. For everything you did today."

"Come back to bed and we'll be even."

"Can I have some ice cream first?"

"I'm not sure we have any left." He smirked and she pulled back, pouting.

"Jess!"

"Come on, I may have remembered to pick some up today."

"You're perfect."

"Yeah, yeah." He stood up, helping her up before heading down the stairs.