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A/N : Omigosh, I am so so so sorry about not updating in forever and a day. Most of you probably thought I dropped off the face of the planet. Not quite, sorry :) School is just keeping me very very busy, I do apologize. This story won't be going on for much longer, I've already got an idea how Im going to end it all and possibly include a tiny sequel eventually. So expect maybe three or four more chapters and then the finale :)
"Baby, Be Mine"
Chapter 14
"Don't you dare, Chris. You can't do this to Rory," Lorelai said, giving him a warning look.
Christopher sighed, playing with the fringe of a blanket laying on the couch. "I don't have a choice Lorelai. This is a huge opportunity for me."
Lorelai's eyes softened a little. "Yes, it is. But what about Rory? You know how excited she was about having you around all the time. She's looking forward to having her father in her life constantly."
"I know," Christopher said, leaning his head on the back of the couch. "I was looking forward to being apart of her life full-time, but I can't pass this up. If I do this, I'll be able to move here within a few months and be apart of her life. I just can't do it now. I mean, I have the choice of either working at a car wash in Hartford or working as a computer technician and being able to move on to something better in Hartford eventually."
Closing her eyes, Lorelai sighed and nodded in agreement. "You going to tell her or am I?"
"I will."
"Yeah, you will."
*****
"Hey, munchkin," Christopher greeted, poking his head in his daughters room.
Rory glanced up from her book and broke into a huge smile. Catapulting herself off the bed and into her fathers arms, she said. "You're back! I thought you were only going to be gone a few days?"
Christopher let her go and sat down on the edge of the bed. "Thats kind of what I wanted to talk to you about."
Giving him a questioning look, Rory sat down beside him. "Whats going on?"
"I ran into an old friend of mine while I was in Boston. Him and this other guy just opened this computer software company in Maine and he offered me a job.."
"And you're going to take it," Rory said quietly, understanding immediately.
"I have to, Ror. I don't like the fact I wont be able to stay here with you any more then you or your mother do, but this is an incredible opportunity for me. I'll be able to gain a lot of experience there and a few months down the road, find a better job here." Christopher explained.
Rory shook her head and looked at him. "Its okay, I get it. You never wanted to be my father before, what should be so different now." She said, getting to her feet and exiting the room.
"Rory," Christopher started, following her out to the front hall where she was putting her coat on. "Come on, Rory, you know its not like that."
"Do I?" Rory asked, turning to face him. "You've barely been a part of my life, only coming around when its convenient for you. And now, after you promised that you'd stay here, when I need a father most, you turn around a few days later and tell me you're leaving, because you have the chance at a better job."
"I'll stay," Christopher said, his heart breaking with every word she uttered. Mainly because he knew it was true.
"Don't do me any favors," Rory retorted, opening the front door. "I have my mom. So just go, I don't need you."
Christopher was about to say something, but the door slammed shut behind her and a few minutes later the jeeps engine could be heard. "Dammit," He bellowed, slamming his hand into the wall.
*****
Her tears were blurring her vision and the snow wasn't helping. Rory had been driving around Hartford for the past twenty minutes trying to clear her head. She felt bad, having yelled and said the things she had said to her father, but it couldn't have been helped. He had swore, promised that he was moving back to Hartford and that he would be apart of her life from now on and now he was moving even further then before. To Maine. What on earth was in Maine? Not me, Rory thought, but pushed it aside. She was being irrational. He wasn't leaving because he didn't want to be in her life, but because he needed to gain the know-how to make a better life for all of them in Connecticut. But that didn't change the fact that it felt like he was abandoning her in her time of need.
You have Tristan, the tiny voice in her head reminded her. Just the thought of his name made her day considerably brighter and a smile formed on her lips. Things were... well, they were good between them. One might even argue that things were great between them. They had discussed things, deciding not to be "exclusive", or at least not at Chilton. Things were hard enough, with Tristan's parents taking Dan Lindey's, the man who had nearly raped her, side, and adding Paris's wrath on top of that would just be insane. So they kept the facade of just friends on whilst at school but were more, much more once they reached Stars Hollow. Things had calmed down in the tiny town considerably since the confrontation in the center of town three days earlier. Following the fight, Dean had promptly been fired from his job at the Market, as everyone rallied with Rory. Luke was receiving the celebrity treatment for his role as Rory's savior and Lorelai was there right beside him, both of them finally admitting their feelings for one another. Tristan had officially yesterday been adopted by Stars Hollow in a very impromptu ceremony in the center of town. Things had been looking up and then her father dropped that bomb.
Suddenly her cell phone rang, nearly scaring the living daylight out of her. Reaching over, she flipped it on. "Hello?"
"Where are you?" The voice demanded.
"Who wants to know," Rory teased.
Tristan sighed, rolling his eyes. "I've been trying to call you for the past forty-five minutes. Your dad said you left but he didn't know where you went."
Rory fell silent at the mention of Christopher.
"Ror?"
"Yeah, Im here."
"You never answered my question. Where are you?"
Squinting, Rory managed to make out the name on the street sign. "The intersection of Hoss and Levett?"
"What the hell are you doing way out there for?"
"No reason.... I just needed to clear my head," Rory said, her voice clearly portraying the fact something was bothering her.
"Come over, please. You shouldn't be driving in this mess and its much further to Stars Hollow then it is here."
"I dont -"
"If you don't come, I'll come get you myself. Please, Rory, you shouldn't be out now." Tristan begged.
Rory sighed and turned on the blinker. "Okay, Im coming."
"Good. I'll see you in a few minutes. Be careful."
"I will. See you in a few."
"Bye, Mary."
"Bye," Rory said, hanging up. Taking a deep breath, she turned in the direction of the DuGrey home.
*****
Ten minutes later, she pulled into the circular driveway, parking behind Tristan's SUV, curious as to why it wasn't in the garage like it normally would be. Shrugging, she hopped out and ran to the front door, attempting to avoid the flakes falling from the sky. Shivering, she rang the doorbell and counted to ten. The butler was so efficient, always answering the door after exactly ten seconds.
"Hello, Miss Rory," he greeted, opening the door for her.
Suppressing a smirk, Rory smiled. "Hi, Robert."
"Mr Tristan is in the library. Shall I take your coat?"
Rory handed him the jacket and wandered down the hall and into the large room in which thousands of books covered the walls. Tristan sat in the far corner, engrossed in a thick volume. He glanced up when she came in, a smile dawning on his face immediately. Rising, he almost floated across the room and pulled her to him.
"I missed you," he whispered, kissing her head.
Rory lifted her face to kiss his lips. "We just saw each other yesterday," she whispered back when they parted.
Tristan smirked. "Much too long to be away from you."
Rolling her eyes, Rory slipped out of his arms and sat down on one of the leather couches that adorned the room. Sighing, she gazed over at him, where he stood a few feet away. Sensing the turmoil in her head, Tristan quickly made his way over to where she sat and sat down next to her. "Whats wrong, Mar?"
"My dad... he's leaving, again," she murmured, willing back the tears. One escaped anyway and Tristan softly brushed it away.
"What happened?"
Rory leaned her head against his muscular chest, just taking in his scent before continuing. "Somebody offered him a better job at some computer company in Maine. So he's going."
Tristan sighed. Even in the short period of time they had been together, he knew how much she wanted to have a full-time father figure. Lorelai was great, but Rory also needed a male role model in her life. "I'm sorry."
Shaking her head against his chest, Rory wiped away a few tears. "Its not your fault. He just.. I really thought that maybe this time we could be a real family. Not so much in the sense that him and Mom would get married and stuff, but that I would finally have both my parents with me. Is that really asking so much?"
Pulling her closer, Tristan buried his face in her soft hair. "No, its not. You deserve to have that, Rory and if I could do anything to give that to you, I would. Im sorry that he's hurting you again."
Rory wiggled into his lap, turning so that her legs were wrapped around him and their foreheads were touching. "I know you would. And I love you for it."
Tristan's blue eyes widened in surprise, but a smirk quickly replaced that look. "You do, huh?" He said. If it had been said by any other being, it would've been just a simple statement. However, he managed to cram hundreds of sexual innuendoes in those three words.
Groaning, Rory attempted to climb off his lap but found herself firmly planted on top of him. She turned her eyes to him, meaning to glare, but was instead smothered by the intense look on his face. "Tris - "
"Shhh," Tristan interrupted, leaning in to kiss her. "You know you don't have to say anything back, I don't want to pressure you. I just want you to know I love you."
Rory stared at him for a moment, her eyes glazed over. But the look dissipated even quicker then it appeared. Smiling brightly, she kissed him again. "I love you, too."
*****
Awww, sappy stuff. Oh well. More, soon? Possibly. Depending on how much crap goes down this week. I promise it wont ever be ten days before I update again though (can you believe that? Sheesh. Im disappointed in myself). Well, anyway, Im off to try and get an update for Dont Say You Love Me before the nights over. Don't count on it though ;)
*~*Shay*~*
Feedback : Yes. It is a grand thing. :)
A/N : Omigosh, I am so so so sorry about not updating in forever and a day. Most of you probably thought I dropped off the face of the planet. Not quite, sorry :) School is just keeping me very very busy, I do apologize. This story won't be going on for much longer, I've already got an idea how Im going to end it all and possibly include a tiny sequel eventually. So expect maybe three or four more chapters and then the finale :)
Chapter 14
"Don't you dare, Chris. You can't do this to Rory," Lorelai said, giving him a warning look.
Christopher sighed, playing with the fringe of a blanket laying on the couch. "I don't have a choice Lorelai. This is a huge opportunity for me."
Lorelai's eyes softened a little. "Yes, it is. But what about Rory? You know how excited she was about having you around all the time. She's looking forward to having her father in her life constantly."
"I know," Christopher said, leaning his head on the back of the couch. "I was looking forward to being apart of her life full-time, but I can't pass this up. If I do this, I'll be able to move here within a few months and be apart of her life. I just can't do it now. I mean, I have the choice of either working at a car wash in Hartford or working as a computer technician and being able to move on to something better in Hartford eventually."
Closing her eyes, Lorelai sighed and nodded in agreement. "You going to tell her or am I?"
"I will."
"Yeah, you will."
*****
"Hey, munchkin," Christopher greeted, poking his head in his daughters room.
Rory glanced up from her book and broke into a huge smile. Catapulting herself off the bed and into her fathers arms, she said. "You're back! I thought you were only going to be gone a few days?"
Christopher let her go and sat down on the edge of the bed. "Thats kind of what I wanted to talk to you about."
Giving him a questioning look, Rory sat down beside him. "Whats going on?"
"I ran into an old friend of mine while I was in Boston. Him and this other guy just opened this computer software company in Maine and he offered me a job.."
"And you're going to take it," Rory said quietly, understanding immediately.
"I have to, Ror. I don't like the fact I wont be able to stay here with you any more then you or your mother do, but this is an incredible opportunity for me. I'll be able to gain a lot of experience there and a few months down the road, find a better job here." Christopher explained.
Rory shook her head and looked at him. "Its okay, I get it. You never wanted to be my father before, what should be so different now." She said, getting to her feet and exiting the room.
"Rory," Christopher started, following her out to the front hall where she was putting her coat on. "Come on, Rory, you know its not like that."
"Do I?" Rory asked, turning to face him. "You've barely been a part of my life, only coming around when its convenient for you. And now, after you promised that you'd stay here, when I need a father most, you turn around a few days later and tell me you're leaving, because you have the chance at a better job."
"I'll stay," Christopher said, his heart breaking with every word she uttered. Mainly because he knew it was true.
"Don't do me any favors," Rory retorted, opening the front door. "I have my mom. So just go, I don't need you."
Christopher was about to say something, but the door slammed shut behind her and a few minutes later the jeeps engine could be heard. "Dammit," He bellowed, slamming his hand into the wall.
*****
Her tears were blurring her vision and the snow wasn't helping. Rory had been driving around Hartford for the past twenty minutes trying to clear her head. She felt bad, having yelled and said the things she had said to her father, but it couldn't have been helped. He had swore, promised that he was moving back to Hartford and that he would be apart of her life from now on and now he was moving even further then before. To Maine. What on earth was in Maine? Not me, Rory thought, but pushed it aside. She was being irrational. He wasn't leaving because he didn't want to be in her life, but because he needed to gain the know-how to make a better life for all of them in Connecticut. But that didn't change the fact that it felt like he was abandoning her in her time of need.
You have Tristan, the tiny voice in her head reminded her. Just the thought of his name made her day considerably brighter and a smile formed on her lips. Things were... well, they were good between them. One might even argue that things were great between them. They had discussed things, deciding not to be "exclusive", or at least not at Chilton. Things were hard enough, with Tristan's parents taking Dan Lindey's, the man who had nearly raped her, side, and adding Paris's wrath on top of that would just be insane. So they kept the facade of just friends on whilst at school but were more, much more once they reached Stars Hollow. Things had calmed down in the tiny town considerably since the confrontation in the center of town three days earlier. Following the fight, Dean had promptly been fired from his job at the Market, as everyone rallied with Rory. Luke was receiving the celebrity treatment for his role as Rory's savior and Lorelai was there right beside him, both of them finally admitting their feelings for one another. Tristan had officially yesterday been adopted by Stars Hollow in a very impromptu ceremony in the center of town. Things had been looking up and then her father dropped that bomb.
Suddenly her cell phone rang, nearly scaring the living daylight out of her. Reaching over, she flipped it on. "Hello?"
"Where are you?" The voice demanded.
"Who wants to know," Rory teased.
Tristan sighed, rolling his eyes. "I've been trying to call you for the past forty-five minutes. Your dad said you left but he didn't know where you went."
Rory fell silent at the mention of Christopher.
"Ror?"
"Yeah, Im here."
"You never answered my question. Where are you?"
Squinting, Rory managed to make out the name on the street sign. "The intersection of Hoss and Levett?"
"What the hell are you doing way out there for?"
"No reason.... I just needed to clear my head," Rory said, her voice clearly portraying the fact something was bothering her.
"Come over, please. You shouldn't be driving in this mess and its much further to Stars Hollow then it is here."
"I dont -"
"If you don't come, I'll come get you myself. Please, Rory, you shouldn't be out now." Tristan begged.
Rory sighed and turned on the blinker. "Okay, Im coming."
"Good. I'll see you in a few minutes. Be careful."
"I will. See you in a few."
"Bye, Mary."
"Bye," Rory said, hanging up. Taking a deep breath, she turned in the direction of the DuGrey home.
*****
Ten minutes later, she pulled into the circular driveway, parking behind Tristan's SUV, curious as to why it wasn't in the garage like it normally would be. Shrugging, she hopped out and ran to the front door, attempting to avoid the flakes falling from the sky. Shivering, she rang the doorbell and counted to ten. The butler was so efficient, always answering the door after exactly ten seconds.
"Hello, Miss Rory," he greeted, opening the door for her.
Suppressing a smirk, Rory smiled. "Hi, Robert."
"Mr Tristan is in the library. Shall I take your coat?"
Rory handed him the jacket and wandered down the hall and into the large room in which thousands of books covered the walls. Tristan sat in the far corner, engrossed in a thick volume. He glanced up when she came in, a smile dawning on his face immediately. Rising, he almost floated across the room and pulled her to him.
"I missed you," he whispered, kissing her head.
Rory lifted her face to kiss his lips. "We just saw each other yesterday," she whispered back when they parted.
Tristan smirked. "Much too long to be away from you."
Rolling her eyes, Rory slipped out of his arms and sat down on one of the leather couches that adorned the room. Sighing, she gazed over at him, where he stood a few feet away. Sensing the turmoil in her head, Tristan quickly made his way over to where she sat and sat down next to her. "Whats wrong, Mar?"
"My dad... he's leaving, again," she murmured, willing back the tears. One escaped anyway and Tristan softly brushed it away.
"What happened?"
Rory leaned her head against his muscular chest, just taking in his scent before continuing. "Somebody offered him a better job at some computer company in Maine. So he's going."
Tristan sighed. Even in the short period of time they had been together, he knew how much she wanted to have a full-time father figure. Lorelai was great, but Rory also needed a male role model in her life. "I'm sorry."
Shaking her head against his chest, Rory wiped away a few tears. "Its not your fault. He just.. I really thought that maybe this time we could be a real family. Not so much in the sense that him and Mom would get married and stuff, but that I would finally have both my parents with me. Is that really asking so much?"
Pulling her closer, Tristan buried his face in her soft hair. "No, its not. You deserve to have that, Rory and if I could do anything to give that to you, I would. Im sorry that he's hurting you again."
Rory wiggled into his lap, turning so that her legs were wrapped around him and their foreheads were touching. "I know you would. And I love you for it."
Tristan's blue eyes widened in surprise, but a smirk quickly replaced that look. "You do, huh?" He said. If it had been said by any other being, it would've been just a simple statement. However, he managed to cram hundreds of sexual innuendoes in those three words.
Groaning, Rory attempted to climb off his lap but found herself firmly planted on top of him. She turned her eyes to him, meaning to glare, but was instead smothered by the intense look on his face. "Tris - "
"Shhh," Tristan interrupted, leaning in to kiss her. "You know you don't have to say anything back, I don't want to pressure you. I just want you to know I love you."
Rory stared at him for a moment, her eyes glazed over. But the look dissipated even quicker then it appeared. Smiling brightly, she kissed him again. "I love you, too."
*****
Awww, sappy stuff. Oh well. More, soon? Possibly. Depending on how much crap goes down this week. I promise it wont ever be ten days before I update again though (can you believe that? Sheesh. Im disappointed in myself). Well, anyway, Im off to try and get an update for Dont Say You Love Me before the nights over. Don't count on it though ;)
*~*Shay*~*