A/N: Thank u guys so much for the wonderful reviews. You guys are like my
inspiration! Okay, enough with that, here's the next chapter. I hope you
like it.
"Your pregnant?! How did this happen?!" Tristan exclaimed.
"You tell me, Oh Master of Seduction!" Rory yelled in the same tone. Tristan could tell that Rory was annoyed with this reaction.
"I'm sorry Rory, I didn't mean to make you upset, it's just a surprise that's all."
Rory looked at him skeptically.
"Really I'm happy. I'm going to love this new boy or girl."
"Good." Rory lay there in deep thought when she realized what was happening.
"Oh my god. I'm going to be a mother of two. First I was a mommy now I'm a mother. I'm feeling old." Rory whined.
"Mary how can you feel old? You're only 26. Besides, even if you were fifty you would still be young to me."
"You were right when you said that you tried to be a suck up you know?"
"I know."
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Tristan walked into the house and began preparing. There was an important banquet being held in his honor that night. Rory had already layed out his clothes and he hopped in the shower.
Rory came home and got in the shower downstairs. She went to her closet in a towel and picked out an orange/pink spaghetti strapped evening gown. She got dressed and went to get Richard ready.
She went into Richard's room and stood in the doorway in awe. Tristan was adjusting Richard's tie. He had already gotten him ready. Rory leaned against the doorway as Tristan stood up and smoothed out his tux. Maybe Richard did look more like Tristan. His coffee brown hair stuck out in all directions, just like his dad. He smirked when he caused mischief, just like his dad, he almost had the walk down pat.
"Mommy!" Richard called as he ran up to her and jumped in her arms.
"Hey sweetie, don't wrinkle Mommy's dress now." Richard nodded and got down from her arms. He walked back to Tristan and grabbed onto his hand. Together they walked out of the house.
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"Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you the new partener in DuGrey and Flounder's firm ... Tirstan DuGrey!" The announcer said.
"Yay daddy!" Richard called, clapping furiously. People laughed.
"Um thanks." Tristan said when he was up at the podium.
Rory wasn't listening to a word he was saying, she was taking in his apperance. His crisp tuxedo hadn't a piece of lint or a wrinkle. His shoes were so clean that she could see herself in them. His natual appearance is what astonished her the most. His hands. Oh, those wonderful hands. So manly and gentle at the same time. Right now they were gesturing gently as he continued his speech. She moved up to his face. He had just told a light joke and was smiling. He had an amazing smile. his pink full lips spread at the corners making him look more handsome than he already was. She looked at his nose. Richard's nose, his nose.That cute little nose.Then moved up to his eyes. They were a brilliant shade of blue not matching her baby blues. All of a sudden his eyes were staring at her's. He winked. She had been caught.
~~~~~~THAT NIGHT~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Rory and Tristan were dancing to "their song" while a friend of Tristan's watched Richard.
"I'm so proud of you." Rory said sincerely. He had come so far, and he deserved every ounce of credit.
"Yeah right miss 'prestigious doctor GILMORE'." He stressed on the Gilmore, Rory never knew that bothered him.
"I never thought you would be a Sinatra fan." Rory whispered seductively in his ear, changing the subject and playing the little game they played whenever this song came on.
"Well I'm just full of surprises." Tristan smirked.
"Love was made for me and you." Rory half-sang, half- whispered.
"Aint it the truth."
Rory grinned.
On their way out, Richard was telling them a story when a photographer stopped them.
"One more before you go please." The photographer said.
Tristan nodded. Richard was in between them and held onto both of their hands.
The photographer took the picture and smiled. This was a real family, a true family.
~This takes place two weeks later~
Sigh
Rory stood in the center of the light pink room. They had just found out the gender of the baby. It was, of course, a girl. Rory sat on the chair that was placed in the middle of the room. She was going to have a baby girl. She was going to be able to put her hair in pigtails and give her fashion advice. She wanted to not only be her mom, but her friend. It was different with Richard because he was a boy and she didn't know much about boys. She knew that this baby wouldn't have the same type of relationship that Rory had with her mom and that scared her thinking that this kid might be a spoiled rich brat. Rory sighed again and got up.
She was about to put a movie in the VCR, when the phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Mary, I'm gonna be home about an hour late or so. I have a meeting that is running late because these idiots don't know how to operate a law firm and- "
"It's okay. To make you feel better I'll have your favorite ice cream and favorite dinner waiting for you."
"Alright I'll hurry home."
"You had better."
Rory smiled as she hung up the phone. She always knew the right way to make Tristan happy. She grabbed her keys, and her coat and walked out to her PT cruiser (my favorite car in the world). Richard was at Lorelai's so she wouldn't have to pick him up for another thirty minutes or so. She pulled out of the driveway. She bopped her head to Avril Lavigne for a while before pulling into the TCBY parking lot.
Rory came out of TCBY (my favorite ice cream shop) with Tristan's favorite ice cream and got in her car. She pulled up to a red light that had just turned green. She started driving away, when a truck ran the red light and slammed into the side of her car, flipping her over. The last thing she heard was her scream before she blacked out.
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"Hello?" Tristan asked from his office phone.
"Tristan?" asked a weepy voice.
"Lorelai is that you? What's wrong?"
"It's Rory-" just then Tristan took it off the speaker phone, for he was still in his meeting. Everyone's eyes were on him, waiting to see what would happen.
"What's wrong with Rory?" Tristan asked cautiously.
"She's been in a really bad accident."
A/N: Have no fear guys, I'm not the type to kill off main characters. Sorry this chapter sucked! Big time. I'll make the next chapter longer cuz well, there's gonna be alot of drama. I think I've given enough away already. Masalaama or peace!
"Your pregnant?! How did this happen?!" Tristan exclaimed.
"You tell me, Oh Master of Seduction!" Rory yelled in the same tone. Tristan could tell that Rory was annoyed with this reaction.
"I'm sorry Rory, I didn't mean to make you upset, it's just a surprise that's all."
Rory looked at him skeptically.
"Really I'm happy. I'm going to love this new boy or girl."
"Good." Rory lay there in deep thought when she realized what was happening.
"Oh my god. I'm going to be a mother of two. First I was a mommy now I'm a mother. I'm feeling old." Rory whined.
"Mary how can you feel old? You're only 26. Besides, even if you were fifty you would still be young to me."
"You were right when you said that you tried to be a suck up you know?"
"I know."
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Tristan walked into the house and began preparing. There was an important banquet being held in his honor that night. Rory had already layed out his clothes and he hopped in the shower.
Rory came home and got in the shower downstairs. She went to her closet in a towel and picked out an orange/pink spaghetti strapped evening gown. She got dressed and went to get Richard ready.
She went into Richard's room and stood in the doorway in awe. Tristan was adjusting Richard's tie. He had already gotten him ready. Rory leaned against the doorway as Tristan stood up and smoothed out his tux. Maybe Richard did look more like Tristan. His coffee brown hair stuck out in all directions, just like his dad. He smirked when he caused mischief, just like his dad, he almost had the walk down pat.
"Mommy!" Richard called as he ran up to her and jumped in her arms.
"Hey sweetie, don't wrinkle Mommy's dress now." Richard nodded and got down from her arms. He walked back to Tristan and grabbed onto his hand. Together they walked out of the house.
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"Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you the new partener in DuGrey and Flounder's firm ... Tirstan DuGrey!" The announcer said.
"Yay daddy!" Richard called, clapping furiously. People laughed.
"Um thanks." Tristan said when he was up at the podium.
Rory wasn't listening to a word he was saying, she was taking in his apperance. His crisp tuxedo hadn't a piece of lint or a wrinkle. His shoes were so clean that she could see herself in them. His natual appearance is what astonished her the most. His hands. Oh, those wonderful hands. So manly and gentle at the same time. Right now they were gesturing gently as he continued his speech. She moved up to his face. He had just told a light joke and was smiling. He had an amazing smile. his pink full lips spread at the corners making him look more handsome than he already was. She looked at his nose. Richard's nose, his nose.That cute little nose.Then moved up to his eyes. They were a brilliant shade of blue not matching her baby blues. All of a sudden his eyes were staring at her's. He winked. She had been caught.
~~~~~~THAT NIGHT~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Rory and Tristan were dancing to "their song" while a friend of Tristan's watched Richard.
"I'm so proud of you." Rory said sincerely. He had come so far, and he deserved every ounce of credit.
"Yeah right miss 'prestigious doctor GILMORE'." He stressed on the Gilmore, Rory never knew that bothered him.
"I never thought you would be a Sinatra fan." Rory whispered seductively in his ear, changing the subject and playing the little game they played whenever this song came on.
"Well I'm just full of surprises." Tristan smirked.
"Love was made for me and you." Rory half-sang, half- whispered.
"Aint it the truth."
Rory grinned.
On their way out, Richard was telling them a story when a photographer stopped them.
"One more before you go please." The photographer said.
Tristan nodded. Richard was in between them and held onto both of their hands.
The photographer took the picture and smiled. This was a real family, a true family.
~This takes place two weeks later~
Sigh
Rory stood in the center of the light pink room. They had just found out the gender of the baby. It was, of course, a girl. Rory sat on the chair that was placed in the middle of the room. She was going to have a baby girl. She was going to be able to put her hair in pigtails and give her fashion advice. She wanted to not only be her mom, but her friend. It was different with Richard because he was a boy and she didn't know much about boys. She knew that this baby wouldn't have the same type of relationship that Rory had with her mom and that scared her thinking that this kid might be a spoiled rich brat. Rory sighed again and got up.
She was about to put a movie in the VCR, when the phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Mary, I'm gonna be home about an hour late or so. I have a meeting that is running late because these idiots don't know how to operate a law firm and- "
"It's okay. To make you feel better I'll have your favorite ice cream and favorite dinner waiting for you."
"Alright I'll hurry home."
"You had better."
Rory smiled as she hung up the phone. She always knew the right way to make Tristan happy. She grabbed her keys, and her coat and walked out to her PT cruiser (my favorite car in the world). Richard was at Lorelai's so she wouldn't have to pick him up for another thirty minutes or so. She pulled out of the driveway. She bopped her head to Avril Lavigne for a while before pulling into the TCBY parking lot.
Rory came out of TCBY (my favorite ice cream shop) with Tristan's favorite ice cream and got in her car. She pulled up to a red light that had just turned green. She started driving away, when a truck ran the red light and slammed into the side of her car, flipping her over. The last thing she heard was her scream before she blacked out.
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"Hello?" Tristan asked from his office phone.
"Tristan?" asked a weepy voice.
"Lorelai is that you? What's wrong?"
"It's Rory-" just then Tristan took it off the speaker phone, for he was still in his meeting. Everyone's eyes were on him, waiting to see what would happen.
"What's wrong with Rory?" Tristan asked cautiously.
"She's been in a really bad accident."
A/N: Have no fear guys, I'm not the type to kill off main characters. Sorry this chapter sucked! Big time. I'll make the next chapter longer cuz well, there's gonna be alot of drama. I think I've given enough away already. Masalaama or peace!