Title: Some Things Change
Author: Christine (Christine.2001@juno.com)
Rating: PG-13??
Spoilers: Umm…I guess up until "The Third Lorelai"…the rest came from my head.
Pairing: R/T
Starring: Rory, Tristan
Guest Starring: Lorelai, Dean, Luke, Lane
Summary: Tristan and Rory have become good friends, although she and Dean are still dating (they never broke up the first time). After something happens with Dean, Rory sees that things are beginning to change between her and Tristan.
Disclaimer: Nooo officer! That's not Tristan stuffed under my bed……Well….I was going to give him back!!…. Eventually.
Feedback: Oh, YES Please! This is my first fic and I want to make sure I'm doing it right.
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Chapter 7/16
They had been studying for what seemed like an eternity. Well, an eternity consolidated into a few hours. They were bored, tired, and really really bored. But they had a lot more to study for their final in three days. They had changed from the regulatory Chilton uniforms into some more normal teenager clothes and were now sprawled out with all their notes and books in the Gilmore living room. Tristan was lounged on the couch while Rory was sitting amidst her tediously taken notes.
Groaning and throwing his arm dramatically over his face, "Rorrrr-eeeee!!! Do we REALLY have to go over this stuff again? My brain can't take it anymore!!"
With her own groan, "But Tristan! We have so much more to study!! Oh, who am I kidding?" she said as she flopped down next to him on the couch. "I can't take any more of it either. I think it's time for a break."
"Break? Did I hear the word 'break'?" Lorelai skipped into the living room from where she had been huddled in the kitchen next to the coffee pot. "I thought I heard groans, but I most definitely heard the word break. Running full speed and flopping into the space between the worn out teens, she put her arm around each of them. "Soooo, Kiddies! What are we doing?"
"Well, mom. We WERE studying!" Rory said pointedly.
"Uh-uh. You can't fool me! I heard break! That means NO MORE STUDYING!" She emphasizes this with a slicing motion of her hand. "NO MORE!!"
The two teens merely stared at her in amusement. Lorelai noticed the stares from both sides and quickly turned her head from one side to the other as if not trusting either of them. Finally giving up, she started bouncing in her seat with a pout on her face. "Come on!! You guys have to entertain me!!"
"Mom!"
Ignoring Rory, Lorelai turned to Tristan grasping his hand, all the while continuing to bounce. "Come on Tristan! I know YOU have some sense in you! Let's do something fun! We can play cops and robbers! Or…Ooh Ooh! We can build a fort! I know the perfect-"
Tristan started laughing as Rory gave up knowing it was useless to argue with her hyper mother. "Ok mom, how bout we watch a movie."
"Yay!!" Lorelai jumped up throwing her arms in the air. "I'll go get popcorn, and you get Willy Wonka," she says pointing commandingly at her daughter.
"Willy Wonka?"
"Yep!" both girls smiled.
"Oh. I've only seen it once as a kid. What?!?!" he asked as he noticed that their jaws were practically on the floor. "I was scared of the oompa loompas!" he yelled defensively and somewhat sheepishly. As the two Gilmores rolled over on the floor laughing, Tristan simply put his hands in his pockets and shrugged. "Well, I was."
"Haha. So Willy Wonka it is." Rory walked over to retrieve the tape from a cabinet.
The three laughed along with the movie, all enjoying themselves. "Ooh! Ooh! This part's probably Tristan's favorite!" proclaimed Lorelai as the oompa loompas appeared on screen. Rory and Lorelai laughed at seeing the slightly embarrassed blush on Tristan's cheeks as he looked down.
"Uh-uh," Rory said, pulling up his chin. "You're watching this." She laughed seeing him cringe a little as the oompa loompas began to sing.
Lorelai let out a huge yawn. "Whoa. Okay, well on that happy note, I'm going to go to bed."
"Oh wow. Sorry I didn't realize it was so late. Maybe I should head home," Tristan said as he began to stand.
Lorelai pushed him back down. "Relax, Tristan. You can't drive home this late anyway. We won't let you." Rory acknowledged this with a stern nod in Tristan's direction. "You can just stay on the couch tonight. Besides, you need to be able to say that you say Willy Wonka more than a that disgraceful ONE time!"
"Are you sure?"
"Absolutely!" Rory chimed in.
"Thanks so much Lorelai."
"No prob,…..Bible Boy!" Laughing, Lorelai runs up the stairs.
Chuckling and shaking his head as if in disbelief, "Your mom is one of a kind. She's great." He had a rueful smile on his face.
"Yeah, I know," Rory said proudly. Then with an evil smirk, "And now back to the movie! I paused it at the oompa loompa song for you!"
"Aahhh…You're evil you know that!" he said grinning at her.
"Ha! I'd like to see you prove it, Former Evil One!"
Tristan muttered to himself.
"Sorry? What was that?" Rory put her hand up to her hear and leaned in closer as if trying to hear him better.
"Oh, just press play," he said with a pout.
"Haha….as you wish!"
As the movie wore on, so did the night. Too tired to fight the closing of her eyes, Rory gave in to the urge to lie down. Yawning, Rory repositioned herself so that she was lying lengthwise along the couch with her head resting comfortably on Tristan's thigh.
"Hey," Tristan whispered.
"Hey," Rory said from her half asleep state.
Tristan began to play with her hair, running his hand through in a very calming motion. By now, Tristan had long forgotten the movie that was nearing its end. All he could do was look at was the beautiful angel lying before him. Tristan chuckled softly as Rory let out a contented sigh. After a while, he noticed that the movie had stopped. Turning off the TV, he leaned towards Rory and kissed her temple. He smiled seeing the corners of her mouth twitch upward as he did. He began to get out from under her very slowly, as not to disturb her. Yet it did anyway.
Whimpering, "Don't go. Stay. Here."
Bending down so that he was at eye level with her serene face, "Rory, do you want me to carry you to your bed?"
"Uh-uh. I don't wanna move," she said, her eyes still closed.
"Ok, well I'll just sleep here in front of the couch then," he said bringing himself to his full standing position.
Grabbing his hand, Rory pulls him towards her. Although she was weak in her tired state, it didn't take much to make Tristan come towards her. "No. Just sleep on the couch. It's big enough," she said, her sentences fragmented by yawns.
"Are you sure?"
"Um-hmm…"
Sighing, Tristan shrugged off his button down shirt, leaving himself in his wife beater and khakis. He figured that if Rory woke up in the morning, she might be surprised if she found him wearing his normal sleep attire, consisting solely of boxers. As he climbed onto the couch in back of her, Rory turned, snuggling up closer to his chest. He inadvertently wrapped his arms around her as he felt her warm breath on his neck.
Sighing contentedly and nuzzling her face into his chest, Rory said a muffled good night.
Looking down at the angel in his arm, Tristan whispered, "Good night, Rory." But she was already asleep. "This is going to be a very very long night."
End of Chapter 7
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