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 :(

A/N: First, I'd like to apologize for the delay of this chapter! First it was writers block, then exams, then I was busy with baseball during the summer, then I was on vacation, and before I knew it school started again so I've had NO time to dedicate to this chapter. Yeah, I know... excuses, excuses, excuses!

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*~*~*~ It's been a couple months since we've found out that Rory had relapsed. Everyone's been really supportive and helpful. Even after going to treatments the tumour still steadily grew. She slowly became weaker and weaker. She had to postpone her schooling again for all she could do was get up and walk around the apartment. Summer came and she still didn't show any signs of coming through. With Rory and me getting married and all, I told Lorelai that I was going to take care and look after Rory. This entitled me paying for her medical bills and stuff like that. Lorelai wasn't too thrilled with this idea, but after much persuasion, she finally gave in. Problem was, I needed money. So I went back to Hartford and had a little talk with my dad.

**Flashback**

I walked through the front door of the house I grew up in. Unlike the other socialite homes, it was considered warm and inviting, but compared to some, like the Gilmore's, it was still pretty intimidating.

"Hello Master Tristan. It's so nice to have you home. Can I help you with your bags or get you anything?"

"Thanks James, but I'm fine. Actually this is just a quick visit. I was wondering if my parents were home."

"Well your mother is out with the rest of the members of the DAR, but your father is in his study I believe."

"Thank you." With that James left and I headed towards the study. Feeling uneasy, I stopped at the door to collect myself. *Come on DuGrey! You can do this. It's not that hard and it's for Rory.* When I had composed myself, I knocked on the door.

"Come in." I heard my father's voice from inside. Slowly I opened the door to see my father at his desk looking at some papers. "Tristan! What a surprise. What brings you here?" He asked as he put down his papers.

"Umm, actually there was something I needed to talk to you about. I was hoping that mom would be here too."

"Well she won't be home until dinner tonight. How about you rest up and stay for dinner. I'm sure you've had a long trip and this way you can tell us whatever it is you wanted after dinner."

"OK, I'll be in my room then." I walked out of the study and closed the door. Dinner here was always at 6, no sooner, no later. It was always at 6. I had about 3 hours to kill before then. I decided that I needed to figured out what I was going to say to my parents. I needed my trust fund earlier than originally planned and the reason was one that they didn't even know about. How was I going to tell them that Rory and I were getting engaged? I had always wanted the women I was going to marry with me when I told my parents, but Rory couldn't be here with me now. Not when I hadn't told them I was dating her and my money was going to her medical bills. I raked my hand through my hair and flopped down onto the bed. I closed my eyes and before I knew it, I fell asleep.

* * *

I was awoken by a knock on the door.

"Mast Tristan? Are You in there?"

I slowly rolled out of my bed and looked at the clock. 6:00. Dinner. *Shit! I didn't even think about what I'm going to say to my parents! Oh shit shit shit!!!*

"Master Tristan?" James called out again.

"Yeah, I'm here James, I'll be right out."

"I just came up to inform you that dinner is served."

"Thank you, I'll be down in a minute." I went to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I didn't look to shabby so I proceeded in going downstairs. As I entered the dining room I saw my mother's face light up.

"Tristan! Honey! How are you?"

"I'm good. Actually I wanted to talk to you and dad about something."

"Well we can talk after dinner, but first, let's just have a nice meal as a family again."

"Sure mom."

*~ After Dinner ~*

"So Tristan, what was it that you wanted to talk about?" My father asked.

"Umm, I was wondering if you would release my trust fund a little earlier than planned."

"Tristan, we've been over this. You won't be allowed to access it until you graduate this spring." My mother said to me.

"But it's only a couple months in advance-"

"Did you get yourself into trouble? Is that why you need this money?" Leave it up to my father to judge.

"No! It's nothing like that-"

"Then why do you need the money so soon?"

"Because Rory's sick!"

"Richard and Emily's granddaughter?" I just nodded. "What does this have to do with her? You didn't get her pregnant did you?" I looked at my mother sternly. "OK, I'm sorry. What does this have to do with her then?"

"We're engaged."

"You did! You got her pregnant!"

"No mother! I didn't get her pregnant. We've been dating for almost 2 years now. I'm sorry I never told you. It just never came up."

"Or you just never wanted us to know."

"How would you have reacted to it if I had told you. You probably would have called everyone you knew and announced it to the world."

"Don't talk to your mother that way! You're here asking us for help and I won't tolerate that tone!"

"Sorry." I looked down at my shoes as if I were a 16 year old again.

"OK, you've half answered our question, why do you need your trust fund so early?"

"Rory has cancer dad, and since we're going to get married, I told Lorelai that I would pay for the medical fees. I mean, she still has Zach to look after and Rory has relapsed. She can't afford to pay for all this and I can. Plus I love her. I want to help her."

"Alright Tristan. You can have your trust fund."

"Thanks you mom!" I got up and hugged her.

"BUT, I want you to bring Rory here for dinner sometime soon. I want to get to know my future daughter- in- law, you understand?"

"You got it."

**End of Flashback**

Soon after I took Rory to meet my parents. It went well and my mom really seemed to like her. A little while later, Rory was re-admitted into the hospital. She couldn't stay home anymore. She needed more attending to then my schooling permitted. I did what I thought would help her pull through. I told her that if she got stronger we would get married. The smile that appeared on her face when I said this was one that I hadn't seen in a while. It was big and happy, not laced with sadness or worry. Another week and she was out again on her own.

Lately we've all been spending a lot of time together. Lorelai, Luke, Zach, Lane and I have all been rotating dinners. Each weekend we would have dinner at someone else's house. Of course non of us would actually be able to cook. Sookie would take care of it all. She and Jackson would just arrive at the person's house with food gallour. Over the past weeks, Rory has been getting stronger and as I promised, we are going to get married. That's what we're doing today. It's not going to be a big wedding; just our close friends and immediate family. So here I am, standing at the alter, just waiting for Rory. Boy am I nervous.

* * *

I looked at myself. It wasn't the way I always pictured I would look on my wedding day. I didn't expect to be losing my hair... again, or as white as a ghost, even with the make- up I was wearing. Not to mention I was incredibly skinny.

"Honey, you look beautiful." my mom said as if reading my mind.

"You think so?" I looked at myself again.

"Yes!" Her eyes began to tear, "I'm so proud of you. My little girl! All grown up!"

I walked over and hugged my mom. Tears forming in my own eyes as I held onto her tightly. "Stop crying you. You're going to make your mascara run." There was a knock at the door and I pulled away and wiped away my tears. Mrs. DuGrey stuck her head in the door.

"Sorry, am I interrupting something?"

"No, of course not Cathy. Come in." My mom said, "I'm going to go find your father."

Mrs. DuGrey was silent until the door shut behind my mom. "Rory, I'd like to give you something. My mother- in- law gave it to me before I married Jack." She held out an old diamond necklace. "Consider it your 'something old'" I smiled as she turned me around to place it around my neck. I hugged her quickly and my dad walked in.

"Rory, it's time." He said beaming. Mrs. DuGrey chose this time to leave, but not before giving me one last smile.

"OK, dad. Could I just have a minute?"

"Sure." He closed the door and i fell into the chair in the room. I was so tired and weak. I had lied to Tristan and it was taking it's toll on me. You see, I wasn't getting any better. I wasn't better and I knew I wasn't going to get better any time soon. So I pretended to be better. I faked being happy and painless. In fact though, I was in a lot of pain. I collected myself and stepped out the door. This was going to be the happiest day of my life, and I wasn't about to let my cancer stop that from happening.

A/N: aight! yay! this chapter is done! :D haha finally! OK, this wasn't the last chapter as I hoped. Didn't have time to write it all, so the next one will be. It'll be the same as this one where we fly through time! lol. let me know what you think of this long awaited chapter!