"TRISTAN! RORY!" Paris yelled
Rory woke up.
"Trist, Tristan!" He woke up.
"Who.... huh.... whoa?"
"Paris and Jordan are looking for us."
The got up and went out into the hall. The two couples backed into one another and the girls screamed. Which were fallowed by laughs.
"Ok, Paris herd something up stairs so we came to look for you guys. Dude are you sure your sister or brother aren't home?"
"Yeah..."
"Ok, girls you stay here and we'll be back."
"Hell no! In every horror movie the girls stay in some room and sure enough that is the room the killer person is in!" Roy grabbed Tristan arm. "I'm coming with you!"
He laughed and put his arm around her waist. The four walked around the house looking for the source of the noise. They herd another one. They all spun around.
"Ok, what the hell was that!" Tristan said.
"I'm getting to the bottom of this Shit. NOW!" Jordan walked to the sound.
"Be careful!" Paris grabbed him and kissed him.
"I'm not leaving that behind!" He smiled and walked down the hall. He fell.
"JORDAN!" Paris yelled
"Damn!" He got up and ran back. "I fell on a broken vase." He had a cut in his arm.
"How did that happen?"
"I don't know. But I say we get the hell out of here!" They all went for the door.
"Ok, Where are we going to go? Rory asked. Tristan reached for the doorknob when the glass next to it shattered.
"AHHHHHH!" Rory and Paris were screaming yet again.
"Rory, I wont let anything happen to you!" Tristan held her close. Jordan did the same to Paris. The four back away from the door. Tristan tried to call 911 but the phones were dead.
"Ok, there is some crazy shit going on!" Rory's said. "Do you have your cell?"
"In the car...."
"Ok, we just need to get the hell out of here!" Jordan held Paris closer as they went for the door.
"Jordan, hey." Tristan threw him a baseball bat from the closet. He had on too. The four went out side and made a dash for the car. They made it there, but Rory saw something.
"What the hell was that?!?!" Tristan flew around to see what she was looking at. He didn't see anything.
"I don't see anything..."
"I am not crazy there was something in your house!"
"Jordan call the cops!" Jordan grabbed the phone and called the cops. They were there in 5 min.
"Ok, Ma`am what did you see?"
"Just the shape of a person in the house...."
"And you are the only one who saw this?"
"I was the only one who was looking at the time...."
"Ok, thank you...." The cop left and Tristan was done with his questioning. He walked over to her and held her. Paris and Jordan were now starting there questioning.
"Tristan, what if it was Jac.......Does she know where you live?"
He had a flash back of her setting by his front door.
"She could. The Chilton directory."
"Oh yeah. What if it was her?"
"I don't think....well.......You know, my looks have been known to drive people wild!" He joked trying make the mood less tense. Paris and Jordan walked over.
"Hey, what house should we stay at?" They all looked at each other.
"My house is out, as usual." Paris said.
"We could try my house...." Jordan said.
"How about mine? It is in a much smaller and there are always people around...."
"K, Rory's house it is then....."
They thanked the police, told them where they will be, and drove off.
"Who do you guys think it was?" Jordan asked.
"I was thinking that Jac. girl." Rory said.
"Yeah, she was little psycho." Paris agreed.
"All I know is that they were dumb. They left the baseball bat they used to hit the window in right next to the house. With fingerprints!" Tristan said.
"So it won't be that hard to find out with did this...." Rory asked
"Hopefully..." Tristan pulled up into Rory's driveway.
She opened the door. Everyone went in.
"I'm going to go get changed. Paris you want some P.J's?"
"Yeah sure..." The girls went to Rory's room.
"Oh Oh Can I have some too!?!" Tristan said, jumping like a little schoolgirl.
"That would be scary!" Rory answered.
"Looks like we have to make-due." Tristan pulled off his shirt so that he was only in his jeans and a wife beater. Jordan just took off his button up and had a Tee on.
"Hey dude, where's the bathroom?" Jordan asked. He had been here before but not really looked around.
"Right there." He pointed.
"I'm going to use the one up stairs...."
"Ok," Tristan went up stairs. He used the bathroom and on his way back down stopped to look at a new picture in the hall. It was of Rory and him.
Wow, Lorelai must have done this....
"AHHHHH!!!!" He felt something hit him in the back.
"What the!" He turned around to see Lorelai with a broom.
"LORELAI?"
"TRISTAN!! Oh My god!"
"Hey, I'm sorry!"
"I thought you all were going to stay at your house to night?"
"Yeah then we herd noises and then someone broke my windows. So we came here."
"Oh My God is everyone ok?"
"Yeah, We are all fine. I think we are going to stay here tonight..."
"Yeah that's fine. Everyone down stairs?"
"Yeah."
The two walked down stairs to see everyone on the couch.
"Hey Mom. I didn't know you were awake."
"Yeah well, I hit your boyfriend here with a broom."
"What?"
"She thought I was here to kill her...."
She laughed.
"You ok?" She kissed him.
"Yeah."
"Aww..." Lorelai said. Rory blushed. She had forgotten her mom was there. Rory knew Lorelai knew they were sleeping tougher, she the one who put her on the pill. But it felt weird to kiss in front of her.
"Do we have any pizza here?" Rory asked trying to change the subject.
"Yeah, a whole one in the fridge."
"I'll get it." She walked into the kitchen.
"I'll help...." Tristan followed.
"Good for you! We get lost a lot on the way back all the time...." Lorelai said teasing. Well, I'm going to go back to bed. Have fun!" She went up stairs.
Rory and Tristan came back with the food.
"Yum!" Paris said
The four were up all night and they all fell asleep on the couch. Tristan and Jordan 1/2 on the couch 1/2 off. And Paris and Rory laying on them. Tristan was the first to wake up. He could barley move his neck.
"Owww..." He saw Rory was sleeping on him. God, she's beautiful! I don't want to wake her, but I can't stay like this any more. He sat up and tried to put Rory down with out waking her.
"Mmmmm....Tristan?"
"Right here baby." He said rubbing his neck.
"Hey, you ok?"
"Yeah, just a little sore."
"Hey let me." He sat down next to her and she rubber his neck and shoulders.
"Mmmmm. That's good." She smiled.
"So are you...." She kissed him.
The two woke up Paris and Jordan. Jordan was going through the neck problems too.
"Hey you." Paris said.
"Morning." He said to Paris and kissed her.
"You hurt too?" She asked him.
"Yeah, a little."
"Here." She began to rub his neck.
"You girls are too good to us." Tristan said
"We know...." Paris replied. They laughed. After about 5 min. Jordan sat up.
"How about we make you girls breakfasts?"
"Uhh, I don't think we have anything to make here..." Rory said.
"Well, then we will go to that little market of yours. Were farmer boy works..." Tristan said.
Even while Tristan and Rory were tougher Dean had asked her many times to go out with him. One time right in front of Tristan. But Tristan had grown up. He just walked away.
"Yea, sure." Rory didn't care. She knew Tristan wouldn't start anything, Dean on the other hand......
"Ok, Well, let Paris and I get some clothes and you guy can put your shirts back on. "If you must...." She loved Tristan's toned body. She smiled and walked away.
The boys washed their faces and were ready. Paris was ready before Rory. They all walked out of the house. Jordan had never been 'introduced' to everyone in the town. So that's what happened. They finally got to the market. Rory and Tristan looked around and were happy to find that Dean wasn't working.
"OK, girls. What do you want?" Jordan asked playing Vanna to the aisles of food.
"Hmmm, what do you say Rory?"
"I don't know. How about I ask you two this. What can you guys cook?"
"Whatever you want. I had to do a lot of cooking." Jordan answered.
"Um...Yeah, I'll help." Tristan really didn't know how.
"Ok, then how about...omelets?" Rory asked.
"Perfect! What do you guys like in them?"
They went around finding thing to put in them and went to the check out place. They paid and Jordan and Tristan carried the bags. Tristan was first out the door her turned around to saw something when he bumped in to someone and dropped the bags.
"Hey sorry...." He looked up. "Oh...."
He just looked back at him.
"Sorry...." Tristan said with out meaning it at all.
"Yeah, sure..." He tried to walk past. When he looked at Rory.
HELL NO! Tristan stood up. "Do you really want to start this again!"
"What are you talking about!?!?"
"I KNOCKED YOU OUT COLD ONCE AND CAN SURE AS HELL DO IT AGAIN!"
Rory woke up.
"Trist, Tristan!" He woke up.
"Who.... huh.... whoa?"
"Paris and Jordan are looking for us."
The got up and went out into the hall. The two couples backed into one another and the girls screamed. Which were fallowed by laughs.
"Ok, Paris herd something up stairs so we came to look for you guys. Dude are you sure your sister or brother aren't home?"
"Yeah..."
"Ok, girls you stay here and we'll be back."
"Hell no! In every horror movie the girls stay in some room and sure enough that is the room the killer person is in!" Roy grabbed Tristan arm. "I'm coming with you!"
He laughed and put his arm around her waist. The four walked around the house looking for the source of the noise. They herd another one. They all spun around.
"Ok, what the hell was that!" Tristan said.
"I'm getting to the bottom of this Shit. NOW!" Jordan walked to the sound.
"Be careful!" Paris grabbed him and kissed him.
"I'm not leaving that behind!" He smiled and walked down the hall. He fell.
"JORDAN!" Paris yelled
"Damn!" He got up and ran back. "I fell on a broken vase." He had a cut in his arm.
"How did that happen?"
"I don't know. But I say we get the hell out of here!" They all went for the door.
"Ok, Where are we going to go? Rory asked. Tristan reached for the doorknob when the glass next to it shattered.
"AHHHHHH!" Rory and Paris were screaming yet again.
"Rory, I wont let anything happen to you!" Tristan held her close. Jordan did the same to Paris. The four back away from the door. Tristan tried to call 911 but the phones were dead.
"Ok, there is some crazy shit going on!" Rory's said. "Do you have your cell?"
"In the car...."
"Ok, we just need to get the hell out of here!" Jordan held Paris closer as they went for the door.
"Jordan, hey." Tristan threw him a baseball bat from the closet. He had on too. The four went out side and made a dash for the car. They made it there, but Rory saw something.
"What the hell was that?!?!" Tristan flew around to see what she was looking at. He didn't see anything.
"I don't see anything..."
"I am not crazy there was something in your house!"
"Jordan call the cops!" Jordan grabbed the phone and called the cops. They were there in 5 min.
"Ok, Ma`am what did you see?"
"Just the shape of a person in the house...."
"And you are the only one who saw this?"
"I was the only one who was looking at the time...."
"Ok, thank you...." The cop left and Tristan was done with his questioning. He walked over to her and held her. Paris and Jordan were now starting there questioning.
"Tristan, what if it was Jac.......Does she know where you live?"
He had a flash back of her setting by his front door.
"She could. The Chilton directory."
"Oh yeah. What if it was her?"
"I don't think....well.......You know, my looks have been known to drive people wild!" He joked trying make the mood less tense. Paris and Jordan walked over.
"Hey, what house should we stay at?" They all looked at each other.
"My house is out, as usual." Paris said.
"We could try my house...." Jordan said.
"How about mine? It is in a much smaller and there are always people around...."
"K, Rory's house it is then....."
They thanked the police, told them where they will be, and drove off.
"Who do you guys think it was?" Jordan asked.
"I was thinking that Jac. girl." Rory said.
"Yeah, she was little psycho." Paris agreed.
"All I know is that they were dumb. They left the baseball bat they used to hit the window in right next to the house. With fingerprints!" Tristan said.
"So it won't be that hard to find out with did this...." Rory asked
"Hopefully..." Tristan pulled up into Rory's driveway.
She opened the door. Everyone went in.
"I'm going to go get changed. Paris you want some P.J's?"
"Yeah sure..." The girls went to Rory's room.
"Oh Oh Can I have some too!?!" Tristan said, jumping like a little schoolgirl.
"That would be scary!" Rory answered.
"Looks like we have to make-due." Tristan pulled off his shirt so that he was only in his jeans and a wife beater. Jordan just took off his button up and had a Tee on.
"Hey dude, where's the bathroom?" Jordan asked. He had been here before but not really looked around.
"Right there." He pointed.
"I'm going to use the one up stairs...."
"Ok," Tristan went up stairs. He used the bathroom and on his way back down stopped to look at a new picture in the hall. It was of Rory and him.
Wow, Lorelai must have done this....
"AHHHHH!!!!" He felt something hit him in the back.
"What the!" He turned around to see Lorelai with a broom.
"LORELAI?"
"TRISTAN!! Oh My god!"
"Hey, I'm sorry!"
"I thought you all were going to stay at your house to night?"
"Yeah then we herd noises and then someone broke my windows. So we came here."
"Oh My God is everyone ok?"
"Yeah, We are all fine. I think we are going to stay here tonight..."
"Yeah that's fine. Everyone down stairs?"
"Yeah."
The two walked down stairs to see everyone on the couch.
"Hey Mom. I didn't know you were awake."
"Yeah well, I hit your boyfriend here with a broom."
"What?"
"She thought I was here to kill her...."
She laughed.
"You ok?" She kissed him.
"Yeah."
"Aww..." Lorelai said. Rory blushed. She had forgotten her mom was there. Rory knew Lorelai knew they were sleeping tougher, she the one who put her on the pill. But it felt weird to kiss in front of her.
"Do we have any pizza here?" Rory asked trying to change the subject.
"Yeah, a whole one in the fridge."
"I'll get it." She walked into the kitchen.
"I'll help...." Tristan followed.
"Good for you! We get lost a lot on the way back all the time...." Lorelai said teasing. Well, I'm going to go back to bed. Have fun!" She went up stairs.
Rory and Tristan came back with the food.
"Yum!" Paris said
The four were up all night and they all fell asleep on the couch. Tristan and Jordan 1/2 on the couch 1/2 off. And Paris and Rory laying on them. Tristan was the first to wake up. He could barley move his neck.
"Owww..." He saw Rory was sleeping on him. God, she's beautiful! I don't want to wake her, but I can't stay like this any more. He sat up and tried to put Rory down with out waking her.
"Mmmmm....Tristan?"
"Right here baby." He said rubbing his neck.
"Hey, you ok?"
"Yeah, just a little sore."
"Hey let me." He sat down next to her and she rubber his neck and shoulders.
"Mmmmm. That's good." She smiled.
"So are you...." She kissed him.
The two woke up Paris and Jordan. Jordan was going through the neck problems too.
"Hey you." Paris said.
"Morning." He said to Paris and kissed her.
"You hurt too?" She asked him.
"Yeah, a little."
"Here." She began to rub his neck.
"You girls are too good to us." Tristan said
"We know...." Paris replied. They laughed. After about 5 min. Jordan sat up.
"How about we make you girls breakfasts?"
"Uhh, I don't think we have anything to make here..." Rory said.
"Well, then we will go to that little market of yours. Were farmer boy works..." Tristan said.
Even while Tristan and Rory were tougher Dean had asked her many times to go out with him. One time right in front of Tristan. But Tristan had grown up. He just walked away.
"Yea, sure." Rory didn't care. She knew Tristan wouldn't start anything, Dean on the other hand......
"Ok, Well, let Paris and I get some clothes and you guy can put your shirts back on. "If you must...." She loved Tristan's toned body. She smiled and walked away.
The boys washed their faces and were ready. Paris was ready before Rory. They all walked out of the house. Jordan had never been 'introduced' to everyone in the town. So that's what happened. They finally got to the market. Rory and Tristan looked around and were happy to find that Dean wasn't working.
"OK, girls. What do you want?" Jordan asked playing Vanna to the aisles of food.
"Hmmm, what do you say Rory?"
"I don't know. How about I ask you two this. What can you guys cook?"
"Whatever you want. I had to do a lot of cooking." Jordan answered.
"Um...Yeah, I'll help." Tristan really didn't know how.
"Ok, then how about...omelets?" Rory asked.
"Perfect! What do you guys like in them?"
They went around finding thing to put in them and went to the check out place. They paid and Jordan and Tristan carried the bags. Tristan was first out the door her turned around to saw something when he bumped in to someone and dropped the bags.
"Hey sorry...." He looked up. "Oh...."
He just looked back at him.
"Sorry...." Tristan said with out meaning it at all.
"Yeah, sure..." He tried to walk past. When he looked at Rory.
HELL NO! Tristan stood up. "Do you really want to start this again!"
"What are you talking about!?!?"
"I KNOCKED YOU OUT COLD ONCE AND CAN SURE AS HELL DO IT AGAIN!"