A/N: OH MY GOD. PART SIX IS FINISHED!!!! SEVEN- Coming ASAP
Part 6: I'll drive you.
"Are you okay Rory?" Andy looked at her awfully concerned. "I'm fine really, Andy," she smiled weakly at him to assure him she was perfectly fine but she really wasn't. Meeting with Tristan was the worst thing Paris could've done. It was bad enough doing a sports story but add Tristan.the story was totally and completely doomed. "How was that meeting with that pitcher Tristan DuGrey?" he asked her. "Interesting," was all that she offered to him. He rolled his eyes knowing how much Rory disliked sports. "It wasn't all about baseball. Surprisingly, that's not what Paris wanted,"
"What did Paris want?"
"Well most girls as you know are in 'love' with this pitcher so Paris, actually I think it was a Tiffany idea to write a story on his love life," 'It wasn't Tiff's idea was it Rory? No, it was your idea because of Paris and you agreed'
Flashback:
"What kind of article do you think you should write about Tristan?" Paris asked Rory. "Well, it can't be a regular sports story considering the questions you sneaked in,"
"What do you mean?" Paris asked innocently. "Don't play all sweet and innocent with me Paris or dumb look at the report cards on the wall of our apartment," (they share an apartment) "okay fine I did put those questions in there. Did you find out anything interesting?" "Not really," she said quickly. "What!" came Paris's cry and Rory smirked. "He's just in love with this girl from his first high school her name is uhh.damn I can't remember! Rory Gilmore I think? Do you remember her?" Paris threw a pen at Rory and she caught it. "He taught me some baseball," she explained to Paris while throwing the pen back into the cup. Suddenly Rory grabbed that pen along with a pad of paper. She began to outline her ideas on paper.
End Flashback!
"Rory!" Andy called gaining her attention once again. "Yeah?" she answered vaguely. "Are you finished?" he asked gesturing to her dessert. She nodded as they were waiting for the waiter to return with Andy's credit card a different waiter came up. "Are you Miss Rory Gilmore?" he questioned. "Yes," "You have a phone call from a Paris Geller," "Okay," she reached for the phone. "Hey Paris,"
"Rory.look you need to come back to the apartment,"
"What? Why?"
"Luke called," The endless possibilities raced through her head. Car Accident, Shane or Landon getting hurt. "She's having the baby,"
"Oh my god!"
"I know now come on you have to get to Hartford soon,"
"Okay, okay I'm going,"
"Andy, I'm really sorry but I have to go." she smiled at him and quickly left him. His face was full of bewilderment and confusion. She raced through the streets of New York a smile playing on her face. She was going to be a big sister, again. The feeling of happiness washed over her like the previous two. She had felt the same when Shane and Landon Gilmore-Danes (her half brothers) were being born. She loved them both dearly but this time she was sure it was a girl. She began humming as she made it into the apartment building. She arrived at her door and put her key in the door. She opened it quickly grinning like a crazy person. She opened the door to reveal Paris, her boyfriend Aaron and Tristan. Her smile disappeared as she entered the apartment. She shot a look to Paris and she shrugged in a sympathetic manner. "Hey," she said quickly with a nod of her head while she headed to her room. She pulled a suitcase from underneath her bed. "Rory," the deep male voice made her pause for a moment and she glanced up for a second. "I don't have time to chit-chat Tristan," she said quickly, coolly, emotionless very un-Rory like. "What's the rush, Rory?" "My mom's having another baby," "Congrats," he murmured to her. "Thanks," she replied quickly. Suddenly, something hit her and she groaned. "Crap," she muttered. "What's wrong?"
"My car's in the shop and well..I don't have enough money for a cab and Paris doesn't even have a car and I have no way getting into Hartford,"
"I'll take you,"
"But you have Baseball Tristan!"
"So? It's only for a night and a day right?"
"Right,"
"Now before I change my mind let's go,"
"Fine," she muttered as he grabbed her hand. "Bye Ror!" called out Paris with a sly grin. I'm gonna kill that girl. Rory thought to herself. The door of the apartment slammed closed as they made their way down to Tristan's car.
Part 6: I'll drive you.
"Are you okay Rory?" Andy looked at her awfully concerned. "I'm fine really, Andy," she smiled weakly at him to assure him she was perfectly fine but she really wasn't. Meeting with Tristan was the worst thing Paris could've done. It was bad enough doing a sports story but add Tristan.the story was totally and completely doomed. "How was that meeting with that pitcher Tristan DuGrey?" he asked her. "Interesting," was all that she offered to him. He rolled his eyes knowing how much Rory disliked sports. "It wasn't all about baseball. Surprisingly, that's not what Paris wanted,"
"What did Paris want?"
"Well most girls as you know are in 'love' with this pitcher so Paris, actually I think it was a Tiffany idea to write a story on his love life," 'It wasn't Tiff's idea was it Rory? No, it was your idea because of Paris and you agreed'
Flashback:
"What kind of article do you think you should write about Tristan?" Paris asked Rory. "Well, it can't be a regular sports story considering the questions you sneaked in,"
"What do you mean?" Paris asked innocently. "Don't play all sweet and innocent with me Paris or dumb look at the report cards on the wall of our apartment," (they share an apartment) "okay fine I did put those questions in there. Did you find out anything interesting?" "Not really," she said quickly. "What!" came Paris's cry and Rory smirked. "He's just in love with this girl from his first high school her name is uhh.damn I can't remember! Rory Gilmore I think? Do you remember her?" Paris threw a pen at Rory and she caught it. "He taught me some baseball," she explained to Paris while throwing the pen back into the cup. Suddenly Rory grabbed that pen along with a pad of paper. She began to outline her ideas on paper.
End Flashback!
"Rory!" Andy called gaining her attention once again. "Yeah?" she answered vaguely. "Are you finished?" he asked gesturing to her dessert. She nodded as they were waiting for the waiter to return with Andy's credit card a different waiter came up. "Are you Miss Rory Gilmore?" he questioned. "Yes," "You have a phone call from a Paris Geller," "Okay," she reached for the phone. "Hey Paris,"
"Rory.look you need to come back to the apartment,"
"What? Why?"
"Luke called," The endless possibilities raced through her head. Car Accident, Shane or Landon getting hurt. "She's having the baby,"
"Oh my god!"
"I know now come on you have to get to Hartford soon,"
"Okay, okay I'm going,"
"Andy, I'm really sorry but I have to go." she smiled at him and quickly left him. His face was full of bewilderment and confusion. She raced through the streets of New York a smile playing on her face. She was going to be a big sister, again. The feeling of happiness washed over her like the previous two. She had felt the same when Shane and Landon Gilmore-Danes (her half brothers) were being born. She loved them both dearly but this time she was sure it was a girl. She began humming as she made it into the apartment building. She arrived at her door and put her key in the door. She opened it quickly grinning like a crazy person. She opened the door to reveal Paris, her boyfriend Aaron and Tristan. Her smile disappeared as she entered the apartment. She shot a look to Paris and she shrugged in a sympathetic manner. "Hey," she said quickly with a nod of her head while she headed to her room. She pulled a suitcase from underneath her bed. "Rory," the deep male voice made her pause for a moment and she glanced up for a second. "I don't have time to chit-chat Tristan," she said quickly, coolly, emotionless very un-Rory like. "What's the rush, Rory?" "My mom's having another baby," "Congrats," he murmured to her. "Thanks," she replied quickly. Suddenly, something hit her and she groaned. "Crap," she muttered. "What's wrong?"
"My car's in the shop and well..I don't have enough money for a cab and Paris doesn't even have a car and I have no way getting into Hartford,"
"I'll take you,"
"But you have Baseball Tristan!"
"So? It's only for a night and a day right?"
"Right,"
"Now before I change my mind let's go,"
"Fine," she muttered as he grabbed her hand. "Bye Ror!" called out Paris with a sly grin. I'm gonna kill that girl. Rory thought to herself. The door of the apartment slammed closed as they made their way down to Tristan's car.