Rory stood over Tristan's bed, staring at him.

TRIS: What if this doesn't work?

RORY: It had better. I'm not going to take a shower until you're gone.

TRIS: And yet, you'd gawk at me while the nurse is giving me a sponge bath.

RORY: Would not.

TRIS: Would so.

RORY: Would so not.

TRIS: Whatever helps you sleep at night, Mary.

RORY: I am soooo taking back what I said earlier.

TRIS: That you wouldn't gawk at me, or that you wouldn't take a shower until I was gone?

RORY: c) That I'd go out with you if you'd ask me.

TRIS: Sorry, but you're not allowed to take that one back.

RORY: Says who?

TRIS: Says me, and what me says goes…I says, I mean. I mean, what I say, goes.

RORY: Yes, Master Articulate.

TRIS: Would you stop staring at my godlike-form and kiss me already.

RORY: Cos you said so?

TRIS: Cos you want to.

RORY: I do not WANT to kiss you.

TRIS: Sure you do, don't deny it, babe.

RORY: Why I ought to…

TRIS: Kiss me?

RORY: …kill you.

TRIS: [fake sniffle] Why do you hurt me so?

RORY: Why do you haunt me so?

TRIS: [In a kid's voice] Cos you kissed me. Remember? That's how this thing happened. Remember? Huh Rory? Remember? Remember?

RORY: Unfortunately. I wish I could wipe that whole experience out of my memory.

TRIS: You wish you had a camera. Admit it.

RORY: I swear Tris, if you don't shut up, I'll…I'll…I'll…

TRIS: Bore me to death, by not finishing your threats? Good one, Miss Articulate. [Pause] As in, Mistress Articulate. As in, mistress to Master Articulate. As in, me. [Pause] Meaning that you are my mistress.

RORY: I got it, Tris. [Pause] And you wish!

TRIS: I do wish. I wish every day. Twice a day even. Sometimes all day, if it's been raining…

RORY: Do not finish that thought!

TRIS: Listen, are we going to stand here all day worshipping my hot bod, or are you gonna lay some sugar on me?

RORY: Neither, when you put it like that.

TRIS: C'mon! What are you waiting for?

RORY: For the urge to pull the plug to pass.

TRIS: I'm the one who has to kiss himself. Icky icky!

RORY: You said it, not me.

TRIS: [Whining] Come on! Kiss me! I'll be your best friend!

RORY: I shudder at the thought.

TRIS: [Singing] Kiss me out of the bearded barley. Nightly, beside the green, green grass. Swing, swing, swing the spinning step. You wear those shoes, and I will…[stops abruptly and returns to his normal voice] Nothing.

RORY: Aww, come on! That's the best line [AN: The rest of the line is '-and I will wear that dress.']

TRIS: Rory, don't make me beg.

RORY: But you're so good at it!

TRIS: Please?

RORY: See?

TRIS: Rory.

RORY: Okay.

TRIS: Woo hoo!

RORY: Just…don't stick your tongue in, okay?

TRIS: Hey, no promises!

RORY: Okay, here we go.

Rory leans closer in. Her lips are hovering above his, but she goes no further.

TRIS: So…go!

Still no movement on Rory's behalf.

TRIS: I get it! You're trying to saviour the moment. Well have no fear, there's plenty to be had after I wake up. SO get to it! Just…kiss me…Rory? Hello? You're making me feel inadequate, here. [Pause] What's the hold up?

Rory stands up straight and sighs

RORY: Are you sure you'll wake up?

TRIS: Why? Will you miss me?

RORY: NO!

TRIS: I'll take that as a yes!

RORY: Tris…promise me you'll wake up?

TRIS: I promise. Okay?

RORY: Okay. If you say so.

TRIS: Trust me, babe!

Rory climbs up onto the bed and lies next to him.

TRIS: Just make yourself comfortable there.

Rory rolls over and leans on her elbow so that she can see him.

RORY: So innocent. So deceiving.

TRIS: So exciting. [Starts chanting] Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!

Rory tilts his face slightly, so that it is facing her…and kisses him.

AN: Sorry for not updating in a while. I hope you're still reading! Please review if you have time [she mischievously sets all the clocks back by five minutes].

The song Tristan sings is "Kiss Me," by Six Pence None The Richer. I  forgot to say in the previous chapter that the song he sings, "Just The Way You Are," is by Billy Joel (thanks Jewls13 for reminding me).