Rory woke up in the middle of the night. She heard a noise out in the hallway and walked out of her suite. A naked guy is sleeping on the floor.
"Hi…" Rory began, attempting to wake the guy up.
"Tristan?" she exclaimed, as it dawned on her just who is in her hallway.
"Hey, where am I" Tristan began confused, before looking up to see who had woken him up.
"Mary"
Rory stood there completely speechless.
"I have no clothes on" he continued.
"Ah, I kind of noticed that too" Rory replied, finding her voice.
"So um Rory, it's good to see you".
"It's good to see you too…" Rory started, before realising what she was saying, "I mean you in general not, you, naked you" she continued blushing slightly.
"How did you get here?" she asked.
"Uh well, I'm not quite sure, I remember drinking in my room with my suite mates, then there was some kind of dare, and the rest is a little blurry"
"You're going here"
"Yep, I live in Durfee, second floor"
"I can't believe I haven't seen you around" Rory speculated, struggling to regain her composure.
"Well I only moved in yesterday, I got held up at home" Tristan replied, starting to stand up.
"Oh, here take my robe" Rory quickly offered, holding it out and then turning around.
Tristan took the robe and covered himself. "What Mary, are you shy"
"I'm not quite ready for the Tristan, Full Monty"
"Well, when will you be?"
"I'll choose to ignore that comment; you really haven't changed have you" Rory sighed.
"Oh I've changed, more then you could imagine" Tristan retorted smirking. '"Thanks for the robe, the blue does wonders for my complexion".
"So will you be alright getting back to your room" Rory asked, crossing her arms to try and warm herself.
'Um, about that, my keys were kind of in my jeans and they seem to be MIA" Tristan replied sheepishly. "And my roommates were kind of planning of making a night of it" he continued.
"Is this your way of telling me you need a place to crash" Rory caught on.
"Yeah, if you wouldn't mind"
"Oh I mind" Rory shot back,
"Please" Tristan replied back, casting what could be described as a puppy dog expression in her direction.
"Follow me" Rory relented, "You can sleep on the couch. I don't like it anyway".
"Harsh, after all these years and still with the denial, when are you just going to admit that you're madly in love with me" Tristan replied teasingly while following her into the lounge room.
"All these years and you're still delusional, all I'm madly in need of is sleep its three in the morning you know" Rory replied, getting blankets from the cupboard.
"Ah come on this is fate, after our tragic parting, me whisked away to military school, us never getting our chance and then two years later you rescue me from the perils of waking up to find a hundred girls staring at my ass, you can't ignore fate"
"I can and will" Rory replied laying out the blankets on the couch.
"Mary, how you hurt me" Tristan smirked as he hoped onto the freshly laid sheets.
"It's Rory and go to sleep"
Tristan settled down under the blankets and rearranged the pillows.
"So how's bagboy?"
"It's three in the morning, do you really feel like discussing my love life" Rory replied perching on the edge of the armchair.
"Huh, evasive, not going well"
"He's getting married"
"Not to you, I assume"
"No" Rory replied quietly "We broke up about a year ago"
"What happened?"
"There was kind of another guy"
"Rory Gilmore, the scarlet woman"
"It wasn't like that, it just kind of happened, we were friends and then I just…"
"Couldn't resist temptation" Tristan smirked as he put his arms behind his head.
"No, he was just…; I don't know. I just couldn't control it"
"Well that's what happens, we can't decide who we're attracted too, no matter how much we try" Tristan replied seriously, "So are you two still together?"
"No"
"Well, a lot's happened since I've been gone"
"You've been gone a long time" Rory replied quietly.
"I better get to bed. I'll see you in the morning" Rory finished, getting up from the chair and quietly making her way to her room.
"Night"
"Night" Rory replied.
"Hey Mary"
"Yeah" Rory returned stopping.
"Um… Sleep well"
"Ok" Rory shot back yawning as she turned off the lights.
Tristan Dugray, Rory thought as she got into bed, back in her life, and the thought brought a smile to her face.
To be continued…
