Disclaimer: Gilmore Girls and all it's characters and situations are property of Amy Sherman-Palladino and The WB/The CW. I do not own anything and will not make any profit from this story.
A/N: This story takes place during 3x07, right after Dean breaks up with Rory during the dance. It's very short and fluffy.
A/N: I usually write for Veronica Mars, this is a whole new fandom, I hope I did it justice. Literati all the way!
Jess had been a perfect gentleman. Not that she expected him to be a complete jackass, but still, it was worth mentioning. He had gone to take care of something and had asked her to wait for him at the bridge. So she did.
She stared at her reflection, hummed a bit and damned Dean to hell. It was nice to get away for a bit. But soon enough Jess was seating himself next to her asking if she was okay. So she nodded and tentatively leaned against his shoulder. Jess put an arm around her and kissed the top of her head. He was being there for her, and that was more than enough.
"Come on, I'll walk you home." He said when he sensed her dozing off. That, and he knew that Lorelai wanted her to come home at a decent hour.
"Rory, is that you?" Lorelai yelled from the kitchen.
"Yeah, mom, it's me." Rory replied wearily. As soon as her mother threw her a sympathetic smile she knew that she knew.
"Did Luke tell you?"
"Miss Patty." She gave her daughter a hug. "Come sit kiddo, we have ice cream."
"Mom, I'm fine."
"Dean had no right yelling at you like that." Lorelai said, raising her voice slightly.
"Mom, Dean was right."
"Oh." Lorelai's angry demeanour changed. "I kinda' figured when you and Jess were missing."
"It's not like we ran off together." Rory defended quickly.
"I never said you did."
"I ran off and he followed."
"You guys talk?" Lorelai asked quietly, careful not to upset her daughter again.
Lorelai raised her eyebrow, motioning Rory to continue.
"I really like him, mom." She replied, the ends of her lips curling into a slight smile.
Lorelai returned it, tapping her fingers on the table. Rory grinned at her mother's subtle mannerisms.
"Yes, he was a prefect gentleman."
Lorelai threw her hands up in defense. "I didn't ask. I wasn't prying."
Rory laughed. "Yeah, right." She got up and headed for her room.
"He makes you happy?"
"Yeah. Yeah, he does." Rory smiled. Something Lorelai gladly reciprocated.
"'Night, loin fruit."
It's quite short, and there's hardly any Jess, but I hope you guys like it.