Talking: Part One:
Tristan's P.O.V.
I'm nervous. I called Dean and asked me to meet me here. I bet he's wondering why I called him. I would. I hope this works.
Dean's P.O.V
I wonder what this is all about. It has to be important. I guess I'll find out soon enough since he just walked in.
Tristan walked into the Starbucks and looked for Dean. He spotted him sitting at a table near the corner of the store. Walking over to the table he pulled out a seat and sat down.
" So Tristan…." Dean began.
" I know. You're wondering why I called you."
" Yeah."
" Well I didn't know how to go to. It's about Rory."
" Rory. What's wrong with her?"
" Nothing. You see… You see…"
" You like her."
Tristan looked at Dean speechless.
" And you're wondering how I know."
" Yeah I am."
" I knew before you did I think. Remember the first time we met?"
" How could I forget."
" I knew then."
" And you never said anything."
" Wasn't my place."
" I thought you hated me."
" Rory saw something everyone else must have missed, so I knew you couldn't be all bad."
" I know."
" You want my help?"
" Yeah."
" I want Rory to be happy. Can you make her happy?"
" I want the chance to. But I know I could make her happy if I had the chance."
" Good. Don't worry. I'll call you when the wheels have begun to turn."
" Thanks Dean. I owe you."
Talking: Part Two
Rory's P.O.V.
I wonder why Dean asked me to meet him here. He said it was important. After we talk about it maybe he can help me with my problem.
" Rory? Hello are you in there?" Dean said as he waved his hand in front of her face.
" Dean! How long have you been standing there?"
" A few minutes."
" Oh."
" Coffee?"
" Yeah. Why do you even ask?"
" It's fun."
" So…"
" Rory I asked you here because you seemed upset. I know you, we dated for a year and a half you know."
" I know. Am I that obvious?"
" No. Just to people who know you well."
" Wonder why my mom hasn't said anything."
" Too busy with Luke."
" Yeah."
" Anyway what's bugging you?"
" Tristan."
" What?"
" He didn't do anything. It's me, you know?"
" No I don't explain."
" Well you see I think I like him."
" Tristan?"
" Yeah. I'm sorry I shouldn't have told you."
" No it's fine. I want to help you."
" You do?"
" Of course."
" I just don't know what to do. I wish I knew. Do you know anything I can do?"
" Anything."
" Anything?"
" Yeah. You have to do whatever it takes to tell him or get him to see how you feel."
" Really?"
" Yeah."
" Thank you so much Dean. I'm going to go start working on an idea. Thanks again. Bye!"
" Bye."
' The wheels are turning. It's up to you Tristan. Good work Dean.' He thought as he went to call Tristan and tell him to put the plan in action.
