A/N: I know that most of you are gonna probably just skip over this AN
because it's pointless and you just want to get on with the story so I'm
going to save you the trouble and stop typ-
"It's Rory, she's been in a really bad accident." Lorelai said. Tristan could even hear the tears in her voice, if that ws possible.
"Where is she?" Tristan asked, his voice shaking and he was fighting to hold back tears. All eyes in the meeting room were on him. Mostly all of them were aware that "she" was Rory.
"She's at Hartford General Room 257 (my homeroom! HEHE)"
"Okay I'll be there in a few, just make sure that she doesn't ...." Tristan couldn't even imagine what life would be like without Rory. He closed his eyes, and an unfamiliar chill ran through his body.
"Don't worry. Just get here, I won't let her go that easily. We all know how stubborn us Gilmores are." Tristan gave a small smile. Lorelai always knew how to make the best of the worst.
Tristan hung up the phone. His hands were shaking so much that he missed hanging it up on the receiver a couple of times. He was silent for a while until he remembered that he was still in a meeting. He cleared his throat and spoke in a scratchy, scared voice.
"Um guys, I'm sure you can finish the meeting without me. I have an emergency."
Everyone knew what was going on except for one clueless intern.
"But sir, this is an important meeting. You can't just walk out!" Someone kneed him from under the table and he shut up. Tristan nodded at all of them as a silent 'goodbye' and ran out of the room.
Once outside and in his car, Tristan floored the gas petal and took off speeding towards the hospital. He made it there in record time.
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"Oh thank God you made it" Lorelai said when Tristan walked into the waiting room. She crossed the room and Tristan collapsed into her arms. He was fighting the tears but they fell freely down his face. Since he was bigger than Lorelai, she half dragged him to a chair because she couldn't support his weight much longer.
"It's my fault Lorelai."
Lorelai shook her head, she couldn't believe he was blaming himself.
"Tristan, it's not your fault. It was that damn truckers fault." Lorelai said, her voice brimming with anger. But Tristan ignored this and continued.
"She was getting me ice cream, it was because I had to stay at that stupid meeting! If I find the guy who did this..." He felt the need to throw something so he picked up a nearby vase of flowers and smashed it on the wall, cutting his hand. But he couldn't feel the pain, he was too scared for Rory*. A nurse came in that Tristan thought looked familiar and picked it up. It seemed as though that happened a lot.
"We'll need to clean that up before you see her Tris." A nurse called. She knew Tristan because she was friends with Rory.
Tristan nodded and followed her into the emergency ward. After his cuts were cleaned, disinfected, and bandaged, Tristan stood outside of Rory's room. He didn't know what to expect. From what the doctor had told him she was unconscious, not in a coma yet but only unconscious. Tristan just held his breath and walked into the room.
What he saw could've made him have a similar breakdown to the one in the waiting room. There were bruises all over her once clear face. She had bandages all up her arm and a large cast over her shoulder and forearm. There was a bandage around her head and blood everywhere. Tristan couldn't believe this had happened to Rory. HIS Rory. He shakily pulled a chair up to the bed side and sat there. He grabbed her eerily cold hand and just sat there. Silently praying. He wanted more than anything to keep this angel with him.
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"RORY!" Emily Gilmore screamed as she ran into her room. Tristan jumped back but never let go of her hand as if he were her life line. Emily ran up to Rory's other side and had a heart breaking look on her face. There were tears silently pouring down her face. She didn't even bother to get the handkerchief, Tristan was sure she kept in her purse, out. She started shaking her head, as if trying to convince herself this wasn't real. "NO!" she started screaming until the point where the nurses had to come and drag her out. Tristan's heart sank lower. If Emily was like this, he couldn't bear to know how Lorelai was holding up.
He leaned closer to Rory, looking for any sign of a difference. He was beginning to get annoyed by the constant beeping of the machine but he knew that was a good sign.
"Please don't go Rory." He whispered. He lifted her hand up to his mouth and kissed it. " I love you so much." From holding her hand, he could feel her pulse become more constant and all of a sudden her eyes fluttered open.
She groaned.
Tristan's eyes widened with amazement. Did he do this?
"Rory?"
"My shoulder." she groaned again. Tristan looked at her shoulder. That must've hit the windshield, it was the most heavily bandaged.
"Are you okay? Well what am I saying of course you're not. Why would you be?"
"You talk way too much." Rory gave a small smile.
"What happened?" She asked.
"You were in a car accident." Tristan replied as calmly as possible.
"What are you doing here?" She asked. Tristan couldn't believe she was saying this. Why wouldn't he be here?
"What do you mean, did you really think I wouldn't come for something as important as this?"
"I didn't mean it like that. I meant ... I'm really confused. Who are you? What do you want?"
Tristan's heart sank once again. She had amnesia.
A/N: That was a horrible cliff hanger. I can't believe my inability to hang a cliff! Wait ... that didn't make sense whatsoever. Oh well, that's so sad. Rory has amnesia. She can't remember nuthing. How will everyone react to the news? What will happen after she goes home? What about Richard (jr. not senior)? What about their baby girl????????????? Find out in the next chapter!
"It's Rory, she's been in a really bad accident." Lorelai said. Tristan could even hear the tears in her voice, if that ws possible.
"Where is she?" Tristan asked, his voice shaking and he was fighting to hold back tears. All eyes in the meeting room were on him. Mostly all of them were aware that "she" was Rory.
"She's at Hartford General Room 257 (my homeroom! HEHE)"
"Okay I'll be there in a few, just make sure that she doesn't ...." Tristan couldn't even imagine what life would be like without Rory. He closed his eyes, and an unfamiliar chill ran through his body.
"Don't worry. Just get here, I won't let her go that easily. We all know how stubborn us Gilmores are." Tristan gave a small smile. Lorelai always knew how to make the best of the worst.
Tristan hung up the phone. His hands were shaking so much that he missed hanging it up on the receiver a couple of times. He was silent for a while until he remembered that he was still in a meeting. He cleared his throat and spoke in a scratchy, scared voice.
"Um guys, I'm sure you can finish the meeting without me. I have an emergency."
Everyone knew what was going on except for one clueless intern.
"But sir, this is an important meeting. You can't just walk out!" Someone kneed him from under the table and he shut up. Tristan nodded at all of them as a silent 'goodbye' and ran out of the room.
Once outside and in his car, Tristan floored the gas petal and took off speeding towards the hospital. He made it there in record time.
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"Oh thank God you made it" Lorelai said when Tristan walked into the waiting room. She crossed the room and Tristan collapsed into her arms. He was fighting the tears but they fell freely down his face. Since he was bigger than Lorelai, she half dragged him to a chair because she couldn't support his weight much longer.
"It's my fault Lorelai."
Lorelai shook her head, she couldn't believe he was blaming himself.
"Tristan, it's not your fault. It was that damn truckers fault." Lorelai said, her voice brimming with anger. But Tristan ignored this and continued.
"She was getting me ice cream, it was because I had to stay at that stupid meeting! If I find the guy who did this..." He felt the need to throw something so he picked up a nearby vase of flowers and smashed it on the wall, cutting his hand. But he couldn't feel the pain, he was too scared for Rory*. A nurse came in that Tristan thought looked familiar and picked it up. It seemed as though that happened a lot.
"We'll need to clean that up before you see her Tris." A nurse called. She knew Tristan because she was friends with Rory.
Tristan nodded and followed her into the emergency ward. After his cuts were cleaned, disinfected, and bandaged, Tristan stood outside of Rory's room. He didn't know what to expect. From what the doctor had told him she was unconscious, not in a coma yet but only unconscious. Tristan just held his breath and walked into the room.
What he saw could've made him have a similar breakdown to the one in the waiting room. There were bruises all over her once clear face. She had bandages all up her arm and a large cast over her shoulder and forearm. There was a bandage around her head and blood everywhere. Tristan couldn't believe this had happened to Rory. HIS Rory. He shakily pulled a chair up to the bed side and sat there. He grabbed her eerily cold hand and just sat there. Silently praying. He wanted more than anything to keep this angel with him.
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"RORY!" Emily Gilmore screamed as she ran into her room. Tristan jumped back but never let go of her hand as if he were her life line. Emily ran up to Rory's other side and had a heart breaking look on her face. There were tears silently pouring down her face. She didn't even bother to get the handkerchief, Tristan was sure she kept in her purse, out. She started shaking her head, as if trying to convince herself this wasn't real. "NO!" she started screaming until the point where the nurses had to come and drag her out. Tristan's heart sank lower. If Emily was like this, he couldn't bear to know how Lorelai was holding up.
He leaned closer to Rory, looking for any sign of a difference. He was beginning to get annoyed by the constant beeping of the machine but he knew that was a good sign.
"Please don't go Rory." He whispered. He lifted her hand up to his mouth and kissed it. " I love you so much." From holding her hand, he could feel her pulse become more constant and all of a sudden her eyes fluttered open.
She groaned.
Tristan's eyes widened with amazement. Did he do this?
"Rory?"
"My shoulder." she groaned again. Tristan looked at her shoulder. That must've hit the windshield, it was the most heavily bandaged.
"Are you okay? Well what am I saying of course you're not. Why would you be?"
"You talk way too much." Rory gave a small smile.
"What happened?" She asked.
"You were in a car accident." Tristan replied as calmly as possible.
"What are you doing here?" She asked. Tristan couldn't believe she was saying this. Why wouldn't he be here?
"What do you mean, did you really think I wouldn't come for something as important as this?"
"I didn't mean it like that. I meant ... I'm really confused. Who are you? What do you want?"
Tristan's heart sank once again. She had amnesia.
A/N: That was a horrible cliff hanger. I can't believe my inability to hang a cliff! Wait ... that didn't make sense whatsoever. Oh well, that's so sad. Rory has amnesia. She can't remember nuthing. How will everyone react to the news? What will happen after she goes home? What about Richard (jr. not senior)? What about their baby girl????????????? Find out in the next chapter!