Sunny Days, Stormy Nights.

Chapter Two: Permission/ Packing

Chapter Two Prelude: Permission



Almost everyone had permission to go on the trip. Lorelei had agreed to the trip right when Rory informed her that she and Luke could go and stay in a room, alone, with no disturbances in the east end of the house. She and Luke never got to go on a honeymoon, and now was the perfect time to. They had been married for six months now (AN no jess). Rory, of course, could also go, but Lane could not. Everyone talked to Mrs. Kim, but she wouldn't budge. She said Luke and Lorelei wouldn't watch her and that she'd get into trouble. The answer was no.

Tristan, Rory, and Lane especially, were disappointed, but Rory and Tristan had a better chance to spend time alone with each other, which wasn't so bad in either of their opinions.

Chapter Two: Packing

Everyone was excited about the trip. Why wouldn't they be? None, except for Tristan of course, had ever been to Florida, let alone stayed in a mansion there.

It was two days before they were leaving and Rory called Tristan over to help her pack. Lorelei was out helping Luke at the diner, and she was lonely. He arrived in thirty minutes and walked in to the house without ringing or knocking. He had gained that privilege if they knew he was coming. The Gilmore girls and even Luke were used to Tristan's frequent visits. He and Rory had also been going out for six months after a friendship. Rory invited Tristan to accompany her at her mother and Luke's wedding and they got together that day.

Tristan looked around for Rory and figured she was in her room. "Hey Ror?" He called as he walked through the kitchen and into her room. "Oh, hey." He found her folding thank tops.

She turned around. "Hey Tris." She wrapped her arms around his neck as he did her waste and she kissed him 'hello'. She turned back to her suitcase as he looked around her usually clean room.

"What happened in here?" He asked moving some clothes aside so he could sit down on the bed. "It looks like your closet exploded."

"Funny man. I need to have enough clothes." She put a stack of folded tees in the suitcase.

"If I had it my way, you wouldn't have to bring any clothes." He leered.

"Tristan!" Her smile betrayed her attempt to be serious with him.

"Yeah, you're right, Lorelei would suspect something." He teased.

"So are you all packed?" She asked changing the subject.

"Yeah, pretty much. I have some clothes still there, so I don't have to take much."

After an hour and a half of packing, Tristan finally talked her into breaking to watch a movie with him. They were now cuddled on the couch in front of the television and watching 'Save the Last Dance'. His head was rested on Rory's lap as she ran her fingers through his soft touseled blond hair, massaging his head.

"You have no idea how good this feels." He sighed.

She smiled down to him and watched his eyes slowly close. "Tristan, are you going to sleep?" She asked him. He just nodded.

"I already saw this movie twice." She laughed at this. He slowly drifted to sleep.

An exhausted Luke and Lorelei walked in at about ten o'clock. "Hey mom, hey Luke." Rory whispered pointing to a sleeping Tristan in her lap.

"Hey honey." She smiled at Tristan. "If he wakes up, tell him not to try to drive home. He's too tired and It's late." Lorelei smiled. "Just don't get rowdy." Her and Luke went upstairs.

"You either!" She whispered after them. Luke just laughed.

When the movie finished, Rory slowly got up to take the DVD out. Tristan woke up and sat up wiping sleep out of his eyes. "Hey sleeping beauty!" Rory smiled and plopped down next to him. "Mom said for you to spend the night. She nor do I, want you driving now."

He smiled at how caring she was. "Not a problem for me. I'd rather stay here than that hell whole of a house any day."

"You gonna go back to sleep now?" She asked.

"Yeah, I guess." He answered. "Let me just go get something to change into from my car." He got up and went outside. Rory took the opportunity to change as well. She changed and than got Tristan's bedding ready on the couch.

He came back in to find Rory in a light sleep on the couch. She was curled up at the end and resting on the armrest. She must have been tired as well, since she fell asleep so quickly. He smiled before going into the bathroom and changing into his sweat shorts and a tight white tee shirt. When sleeping at the Gilmore's he never slept in his usual sleeping attire of just boxer shorts. He emerged from the bathroom to find Rory still there. He moved over and around the couch until he was standing in front of her.

She blinked before fully opening her eyes and gazing up to Tristan who was standing over her. "In my bed Mary?" He grinned at her.

"Yeah." She smiled. "Sorry, I fell asleep. I guess I was more tired than I thought."

"Guess so." He sat down next to her and reclined back against the pillows she laid out for him.

"Well, I'll leave you to sleep then." She got up. He too jumped up when she left the couch. She turned around when she realized he did. They were face to face looking at each other.

"You're pajama's are cute." He whispered to her.

She blushed but than laughed. "Why thank you Mr. DuGrey."

"Rory, stay with me please?" He asked sitting down and pulling her lightly to do the same.

"Here?" She asked. He nodded. "Ugh. Why not. Let me just shut my room light off." She went to shut it off and came back to find Tristan already laying down waiting for her to lay down with him.

She watched him for a moment. "Well are you coming or not?" He smirked at her. She nodded and laid down next to him. "Goodnight Mary."

"Goodnight." With that they both fell asleep.