Summary: Future Rory and Tristan are in Harvard. They're "friends" now. Rory finds herself thinking of Tristan and try's to fight the attraction. An obstacle will get in the way.

Pairing: Trory (though some of you might kill me for the ending)

Rating: PG (mild language)

Disclaimer: I own nadda! Zip, Zilch! I wish CMM was mine though... but he's not :( If he was, he'd be back on GG!!!



A/N: hey hey everyone!!! OK, I won't be updating this story for a while, and probablt not Complicated either. Exams are starting soon and I have a whole lot of final assignments due. I'll try to get some stuff done though. Thanx!

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I stood there. *This can't be good news if he's saying I don't know how to tell you this!!*

"I realize that I am not Rory's normal doctor, and I have contacted Dr. Thomas, but I must inform you that Rory has relapsed. I'm sorry."

I stood there stunned. Rory had relapsed, as in she had cancer again... I swallowed hard trying to rid myself of the lump that had formed.

"How bad is it?"

"I would rather discuss this with Dr. Thomas first before I say anything."

"That bad?"

"I assure you, you have nothing to worry about."

"May I go see her?"

"Yes, she's in room 145. I haven't informed her of her condition yet, and I ask that you not either."

I nodded and left for Rory's room. I walked in and saw her sleeping. Pulling up a chair next to her, I sat and took her hand in mine. She stirred. Slowly she opened her eyes. I tried my best to act and look normal.

"Hey." She said softly.

"Hey. How you feeling?"

"Tired. Mmmm, do you know what happened?"

"Yeah, but you sleep right now. I'll tell you tomorrow."

"OK, but stay here with me."

"I wouldn't be anywhere else."

*~ The Next Day ~*

I woke up early the next morning. The sun was peeking through the window lighting up the room. I looked around and saw Tristan, my mom and Lane in chairs sleeping. *What's going on? Why are mom and Lane here?* I turned my head towards the door as it started to open. A nurse walked in and smiled at me. I gave her a strained one in return.

"Good morning." She said in a hushed voice.

"Morning. Ummm, what time is it?"

"It's 7: 30 dear. I'm just here to check your vitals."

"Oh. Do you know how long my mom has been here?"

"Actually, she arrived a little before I started work. I think that was about 2: 30 this morning. She arrived that young lady." She motioned to the chair Lane was occupying. After a couple more minutes, she walked out saying something about how the doctor would be in later to check up on me and to get some more rest. *I can't possible sleep anymore. I'm way too awake.* I reached up to my neck and started to fumble with the locket. It was then that I realized that Tristan still had his hand entwined with mine. I tried to pull away, but he clutched it even tighter. Slowly, he woke up and looked at me.

"Morning. How you feeling?"

"Better than you I bet. Your back must be killing you."

"Actually, it's not that bad. I mean it's not like I would choose it over a bed, but it was fine."

"So, do you mind filling me in on what happened to me yesterday?" I saw him debate on whether to tell me or not. Something was bothering him. "Tristan." I said to him sternly.

"Well, what do you remember?"

"The last thing I remember was talking to Lane on the phone, but I don't remember the conversation ever ending."

"Rory, you passed out. I was driving home when Lane called me saying that she was on the phone with you and all of a sudden she heard a thump. She called out your name a couple times before hanging up and calling me. When I got home you were on the floor unconscious. Then I called an ambulance and they brought you here."

"Do they know why I passed out?"

"Yeah, I think so. They did some tests on you while you were unconscious."

"Oh."

"Morning sweetie. Tristan."

"Hey mom. How'd you sleep?"

"OK I guess. I hate these stupid hospital chairs! You would think they would have more comfortable ones in a hospital."

"You're starting to sound like grandma." She immediately grew white.

"I do not! And even if I do, it's because of the lack of sleep I've had."

"Sure Lorelai, sure."

"Hey, you be quiet Bible Boy, before I cut off your head and... give it to Luke!"

"Where is Luke?"

"He's at home looking after Zach and the dinner. Oooo!!! Is that the ring?!?!" Mom grabbed a hold on my left and tugged it toward her to get a better look.

"Mom, you're gonna pull my arm off!"

"Sorry, but wow! Look at that diamond! Tristan, are you sure you want to marry Rory and not me? I mean, come on, you know I'm much hotter!"

"MOM!"

"Oh, right sorry. Scratch what I just said. Congrats!"

"Haha, thanks Lorelai." By this time Tristan had walked to the other side of the bed and holding my right hand, while my mom was on my left still yanking my arm. Lane had woken up and joined my mom and ogling at the ring.

"Lane, your eyes are going to pop out of your head soon."

"I can't help it. It's sooo nice! Tristan, you got good taste!" Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Dr. Thomas walked in.

"Hello Rory! How have you been?"

"Fine thank you, and yourself?"

"I've been pretty good. Tristan, Lorelai, it's good to see you again."

"You too." They both said in unison. She spotted Lane and extended a hand.

"Hello, I'm Dr. Thomas. I don't believe we've met."

"Lane Kim. I'm a good friend of Rory's."

"Well it's very nice to meet you. Now, Rory, I've got some news for you. Would you mind everyone staying, or would you rather they leave and inform them later?"

"This can't be good if you're asking me this. I want them all to stay."

"Very well." I gripped Tristan's hand tighter. Both mom and Tristan gave me an encouraging squeeze.

"Well, this is very hard for me to say, but you've relapsed Rory. It's back and is just a little higher up than last time. I'm sorry."

I looked at her in shock. As hands lightly squeezed mine, I was brought back to earth and the tears fell freely.

A/N: Well, that's it for now! How will things turn out for Rory? Find out soon! And I'm sorry for all you who didn't want her to relapse, but I had this in mind from the very begining. So don't kill me please! r/r