Rory walked into the terminal, Lori's hand tightly in hers. She scanned the room, looking for her mother. Finally she spotted her and Luke, waving their hands in the air.

"Lori look there's grandma and grandpa."

"Where?"

Rory pointed to where her mother and Luke were standing. She picked her daughter up and made her way through the crowd of people. Lorelai took her granddaughter while Rory hugged Luke. Then Luke took Lori, while Lorelai hugged her daughter.

"So how was the trip?"

"It was fine."

"And how was Jared?"

"He's fine."

Lorelai looked at Luke

"Lori, why don't you tell me about your visit with your daddy while we get the bags?"

"It was fun. I went to the zoo, the park and a movie."

When they were gone, Lorelai turned to her daughter.

"So how was the trip?"

"It was fine. Jared was fine…and so was his new girlfriend Callie."

"So he has a new girlfriend."

"She's really nice. She has a son the same age as Lori."

"So what else is going on in that head of yours?"

"I ran into someone."

"Paris…Louise…Madeline?"

"Tristen."

"Tristen?" she repeated the name a few times, then her eyes widened, "Bible boy, Spawn of Satan, Evil Tristen?"

"He just goes by Tristen now." Rory said, "He's changed a lot over the years. He's a lawyer in Hartford now."

"So what did you two talk about."

"Nothing much. He gave me his card and…"

"And what?" Lorelai questioned

"He said if we didn't have anything else to do, we could always get married."

"He proposed to you." Lorelai practically shouted

"He did not propose to me. He's Tristen, he a natural flirt. It didn't mean anything?"

"Are you going to call him?"

"I don't know." Rory said, spotting Lori and Luke, "Looks like they have the bags. Let's go."

Tristen leaned his head against the window, watching the city zip by. He couldn't help but think about Rory Gilmore. Her smile, her eyes, the scent of her shampoo. It was all so intoxicating to him. The car came to a stop. Slowly he sat up, moving away from the window. The door opened and Tristen slid out of the car. He made his way to the front of the building. The doorman pulled open the door.

"Welcome home Mr. Dugray. I'll have your bags brought up."

"Thank John."

Tristen walked through the door and took the elevator up to the 10th floor. He stepped off the elevator and pulled his keys out of his pocket. After unlocking the door, he stepped inside, shedding his jacket immediately. He threw his keys on the counter and collected his mail from the basket.

He leafed through the mail, discarding most of it. His mind kept going back to Rory Gilmore. Slowly he made his way into his living room, pausing in front of a bookcase. His finger skimmed along the edge of the bookcase until he found what he was looking for.

He pulled the book off his shelf and walked over to the couch. Sitting down, he loosened his tie and flipped open the book. He ran his finger down the page until he spotted her name. He flipped through the pages until he found her picture. His finger traced over her face.

"Rory Gilmore." He whispered

Rory unlocked the door to her grandparents' house. They left it to her in their will. When she was younger, she disliked the house. It was too big for her taste. After her grandparents' death, she couldn't bear to sell it. It was part of her family.

She carried her bags inside, followed by her mother and Luke, who held a sleeping Lori in his arms.

"I'll take her upstairs." He whispered

"Thanks Luke."

Luke disappeared up the stairs, leaving Rory and her mother in the hall. Rory picked up her mail and headed into the living room with her mother following her.

"So are you gonna call him?"

"Who?"

"Don't who me…Tristen."

"I…I don't know. Maybe."

Luke came into the living room a few minutes later.

"Lori's fast asleep." He said, "And we should be getting back home."

"Okay." Lorelai said, turning to her husband. "I'll meet you outside in a few minutes."

Luke hugged Rory and walked out of the room. Lorelai turned to her daughter.

"Call him." She said, then slipped out of the room.

Rory waited until she heard the front door close. She looked around the living room. Slowly she reached into her pocket and pulled the card out of her pocket. Flipping it over, she saw Tristen's phone number on the back.

She walked into the kitchen and picked up the phone. After a few minutes of hesitation, she dialed a phone number. It rang twice, then an answering machine picked up. She listened to the message, then said

"This is Rory…Rory Gilmore."

The phone picked up immediately.

"Rory?"

"Tris…Tristen. I didn't think you would be home."

"A few minutes ago."

"Good. Did you have a good trip?"

"It was fine. Rory, you didn't call to ask about my trip."

"I know. I was just wondering if you would…I mean if you aren't busy you might like to…"

Tristen smiled into the phone, knowing what she was trying to do.

"Rory, would you like to have dinner with me Saturday night?"

"Yes." She said, letting out a breath she didn't realize she was holding.

"Great. So I will pick you up Saturday night. Do you still live in Stars Hollow?"

"No. I…Lori and I like in Hartford. In my grandparents old house. Its 535 Maple Lane."

"I know where it is." He said, "So I will pick you up at 7:00PM Saturday night."

"Fine. See you then. Bye."

Rory hung up the phone. She walked over to the bookshelf and pulled a leather-bound book down. She sat down on the couch and opened the Chilton Annual from her sophomore year. Her finger ran down the page until she saw his name. She flipped to the page and was met with his familiar smirk.

"Am I making a mistake?" she whispered