Summary: Rory is confused about what she wants. Someone from her past helps her realize what she's always wanted.
Disclaimer: I forgot to do one for the last chapter. I don't own the Gilmore Girls. But I do own Megan and Maddie. They're not real.
Pairing: Rogan…for now.
Rating: T, I'm building up to the big stuff I promise.
AN: I am so happy you guys like this. The voices in my head thank you! Seriously, you guys are the best. I love you guys.
Rory was late. She was never late. Logan had turned off the alarm off again. He did that so she would sleep in and he could convince her to play hookie. Not today. The elevator was closing. She needed to haul ass.
"Hold the elevator!" She said hoping the person heard her.
Rory slid in and turned to thank the person. It was Tristan. He did a double take before staring at her with his mouth open. He was dumb founded. He looked her up and down before turning away. Logan hadn't looked at her that way in a long time. She smiled knowing she had made him react like that.
"What floor?"
"Top floor." She said going through her bag.
"I thought I was imagining things last Friday."
"No it was really me. You're daughter is beautiful by the way."
"Thank you. She might look like me. But she takes after her mom."
"What's her name?"
"Maddie, she's seven."
Rory nodded not knowing what to say. The door opened and Tristan gestured for Rory to go first. She brushed past him waiting for him to step off the elevator. He stepped off reaching for her hand. This time Rory looked down at his hands. No ring, not even a tell tale white ring.
""I'd like to see you again."
"I don't know…"
"Are you seeing anyone?"
Rory held up her hand showing him her engagement ring. He nodded not knowing what to say.
"We can go out for coffee."
"Your fiancée won't mind?"
"It's not a date." She said teasing him.
"Coffee it is." He said pulling a card out of his jacket.
He handed it to her and asked her to call him. She couldn't believe she had run into him again. She had thought she would never see him again. Then again her mom would more than likely find a way to get them together. She had felt bad telling him she was engaged. He had looked disappointed. Why wasn't he married? And what was he doing here? Rory watched him walk away. He stopped outside her editor's office before walking in.
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Tristan walked into his sister's office with a sigh. He never would have thought Rory would become a writer. His sister looked up at him with worried eyes.
"Tris you okay? You look like you saw a ghost."
"Just someone from the past."
"The 'dark years' past?"
"Yeah." He said rubbing the back of his neck.
"Sit, spill."
He told her about Rory and she stared at him giving him a shocked look.
"You went to school with Gilmore?" She asked him.
"She's Mary Megan."
"Oh boy, I need a drink." Megan said standing up.
Megan was the only member of his family he talked to now days. He hadn't so much as called his parents since he was eighteen. He sent his mother a Christmas card with a picture of Maddie every year. But he hadn't said two words to his father since his grandfather died. He knew every family had their problems. But his issues went deeper than that.
Megan had always been his best friend. Even with their ten year age difference she understood him like no one else could. She had been his protector, his shoulder to cry on. She was known to cancel plans to watch Maddie when the time called for it. Tristan had lost count of how many times he had come to her for advice. He couldn't imagine his life without her.
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Rory was walking through the office on her way to the copy room when she heard someone mention Tristan. Not by name but they were describing him. She stopped to hear a few of the interns' gossip. She hid a smile when one mentioned he must be Megan's secret lover.
"If she is, I hope she doesn't mind sharing. Did you see him?"
Rory shook her head trying not to smile. Something's would never change. Tristan hadn't changed much, he still had that ridiculous hair cut that he had when he was a teenager. He was taller, a little leaner but other than that he looked just as Rory remembered him. She was brought out of her thoughts by her cell phone. She checked to see who it was and it was Logan.
"Hi." She said smiling.
"Hey."
"What are you doing?"
"Being bored out of my mind. Do you want to trade jobs?"
"I'm not working for you dad again. Sorry hon."
"I figured it was worth a shot. About tonight…"
"Logan, again?"
"I can't help it. Dad wants me to cover some fundraiser for the paper. I have to have it done by Wednesday."
"Since it's for work I'll let it slide."
"I love you baby."
"I love you too."
Rory sighed as she closed her phone. It looked like she was going to be working late tonight after all. She had work to catch up on anyway. She wasn't upset. Logan's dad had always pushed him too hard. He expected too much of Logan. Rory had lost count of how many times he had complained to her about his dad. She had always told him he needed to put his foot down and stand up to him.
Ever since he came back from London he had been different. He let his dad dictate him more often. He let things slide that he normally would blow up about. Rory never knew how he was going to react to things. Logan wasn't the same person she had met seven years ago.
Rory heard the interns' still talking when she was walking back to her office. She couldn't help but say something.
"You wanna know what I heard?" She said joining the conversation.
"What?"
"She's pregnant with his baby."
"No!"
One of them actually believed her. Rory had to bite her cheek to keep from laughing.
"I could be wrong. Megan has put on some weight though." Rory said shrugging her shoulders.
She walked away hearing the four of them talk excitedly. She shook her head as she closed her office door. She let out a laugh before starting on an article.
