Title- Losing Grip
Author- Heavy Glow
E Mail- motivation_77@hotmail.com
A/N- Well, this is a new chapter, I guess you didn't like the last one I did. But never the less! I bring you another! By the way! I'm not a Dean hater! I think he's quite adorable actually, but this just fitted into the story! Sorry to anyone who gets offended. And I'm sorry of the time periods are a little off! I just can't remember how long before Christmas it was that they got out of school!
Title: Losing Grip
Chapter Six
untitled
THREE DAYS LATER
"What time are we leaving for the funeral Mom?" Rory asked her mother.
"When ever Tristan gets here." Her mother replied. "You know how your grandmother always gets mad if we're late." Lorelai looked at her hands; it was the last time that they would ever have to. Tears welled up in Lorelai's eyes.
"It's ok." Rory hugged her mom; "Everything's going to be ok." As Rory said that, Luke and Jess walked in. Luke wrapped his arms around Lorelai. Luke had told Rory that he and Jess would go with them for support. Rory had told them that there wasn't any need, but they both insisted. Jess gave Rory a hug.
"Are you ok?" Jess asked her.
"No, but I will be." Rory hugged him back. At that, Tristan walked in.
"Hey man." Jess said to Tristan.
"Hey." Tristan replied. "Are you ok honey?" He wrapped his arms around Rory.
Rory buried her head in Tristan's shoulder, and sighed. "I'll be ok." They left for the funeral.
A Week Later
"Hey Tristan," Rory said as he walked into her house, he plopped down next to her.
"Hey babe," Tristan gave her a quick kiss. "So what are we doing?"
"Well, we have the house to our selves, Paris is somewhere with Jess, and Mom is with Luke." Rory told him. "So, we can watch a movie, or we can do whatever."
"Don't you find it weird that your mom and Luke are together?" Tristan gave her a sidelong glance.
"It was bound to happen." Rory shrugged. "I've been expecting it for awhile. Plus, there's a lot of things to get use to now.." There was a knock on the door. "I'll be right back." Rory went to her front door, and opened it. Standing there, was Dean. Rory stared at him for a moment, wondering what on earth he could be there for.
"Rory," He started. "I just wanted to say that I'm sorry about your Grandparents, I know they meant a lot to you." He glanced around, looking at anything besides her. "And-"
"Thanks Dean, I appreciate it," Rory replied after regaining from the shock of seeing him.
"That's not all," He smiled, gathering his courage. "I was hoping, that, you and I. could. give our relationship another go. I'm sorry for what I did, but I want to make things right, I've changed." Rory gapped at him. "Please?"
"Dean, I.." Rory didn't know where to start. "I'm with someone else now, and I love this person, I'm sorry but there's no chance for us. We're over."
"Rory, are you-" Tristan walked out of the living room, he stopped mid sentence. "Dean."
"This is the guy you love?" Dean almost yelled. "You're with the accountant?! I can't believe this Rory, I always knew you had the hots for him, but to actually be with him? What, are you after his money? Is that it? Maybe see if you can get into Harvard easier?"
"That's enough, Rory didn't do anything to deserve this." Tristan stepped up to Dean. "The reason she's with me is that I know how to treat a girl, unlike you, who I might add, treated her like shit." Dean was almost towering over Tristan, but he didn't back down.
Dean glared at Rory before turning to walk away. "You will be with me sooner or later, I'll make sure of that." He walked across her lawn, kicking her favourite gnomon on the way.
"You can be mad! I'll never be with you again! And there was no need to kick Mr. Wiggles because of it!" Rory yelled after him. "Poor Mr. Wiggles." She said as she closed the door.
"Wow Rory, I had no idea you had to put up with stuff like this from him." Tristan shook his head. "I'm sorry."
"It's ok Tristan," Rory smiled. "I have you and my mom, and all my friends now!" Tristan gave her a deep kiss. Rory jumped up and down excitedly. "Tristan!!"
"What?" he asked, looking at her.
"It's Christmas Eve tomorrow!" Rory cried excitedly. "I can't wait! There'll be gifts and cookies and coffee and overall greatness!" Rory's eyes were bright and actually resembled a young girl's at Christmas.
Tristan grinned, wrapping his arms around her waist and drew her close. "I bet you can't wait to see what Santa brought you."
"Do you know?" Rory looked him straight in the eyes.
"I do have the connections," Tristan grinned, as she jumped up and down.
"Please. Please tell me!"
"What do I get in return?" Tristan asked.
"Ummm," Rory pretended to think. She crossed her fingers behind her back. "Anything you want."
"Anything I want hunh? This could be interesting." A smirk came over Tristan's face. "I could agree to that if you would uncross your fingers."
"I- I don't have my fingers crossed!" Rory lied.
"Honey. I know you well enough that I know when you're lying." Tristan told her.
"Pleeeease tell me!" Rory whined. "At least tell me what you're getting me!"
"Who said I had anything for you?" Tristan raised an eyebrow. "I can't remember saying I was getting you anything."
Rory pouted. "Fine, I won't tell you the surprise that I had in store for you." She smiled devilishly. Tristan's head jerked up.
"Surprise?" His voice cracked. "What surprise?"
"I'm not telling."
` "Please?" Tristan only asked. Rory only laughed. "Ok, I give up. Let's watch a movie."
"Ok, which one?" Rory sat on the couch. "You choose."
"You're letting ME choose the movie?" Tristan raised an eyebrow. "You really want to know what I have you for Christmas don't you?"
Rory looked at him. "Whatever gave you that Idea?" Tristan just grinned and left it at that. Lorelai came home an hour later to find Tristan and Rory asleep on the couch.
"They're so cute together." Lorelai whispered to Luke. "You go on into the kitchen, I'll be ready in a few." Lorelai headed upstairs. She knew that Tristan was good for Rory, he would treat her right, he loved her, and that was what she needed right now.
Author- Heavy Glow
E Mail- motivation_77@hotmail.com
A/N- Well, this is a new chapter, I guess you didn't like the last one I did. But never the less! I bring you another! By the way! I'm not a Dean hater! I think he's quite adorable actually, but this just fitted into the story! Sorry to anyone who gets offended. And I'm sorry of the time periods are a little off! I just can't remember how long before Christmas it was that they got out of school!
Title: Losing Grip
Chapter Six
untitled
THREE DAYS LATER
"What time are we leaving for the funeral Mom?" Rory asked her mother.
"When ever Tristan gets here." Her mother replied. "You know how your grandmother always gets mad if we're late." Lorelai looked at her hands; it was the last time that they would ever have to. Tears welled up in Lorelai's eyes.
"It's ok." Rory hugged her mom; "Everything's going to be ok." As Rory said that, Luke and Jess walked in. Luke wrapped his arms around Lorelai. Luke had told Rory that he and Jess would go with them for support. Rory had told them that there wasn't any need, but they both insisted. Jess gave Rory a hug.
"Are you ok?" Jess asked her.
"No, but I will be." Rory hugged him back. At that, Tristan walked in.
"Hey man." Jess said to Tristan.
"Hey." Tristan replied. "Are you ok honey?" He wrapped his arms around Rory.
Rory buried her head in Tristan's shoulder, and sighed. "I'll be ok." They left for the funeral.
A Week Later
"Hey Tristan," Rory said as he walked into her house, he plopped down next to her.
"Hey babe," Tristan gave her a quick kiss. "So what are we doing?"
"Well, we have the house to our selves, Paris is somewhere with Jess, and Mom is with Luke." Rory told him. "So, we can watch a movie, or we can do whatever."
"Don't you find it weird that your mom and Luke are together?" Tristan gave her a sidelong glance.
"It was bound to happen." Rory shrugged. "I've been expecting it for awhile. Plus, there's a lot of things to get use to now.." There was a knock on the door. "I'll be right back." Rory went to her front door, and opened it. Standing there, was Dean. Rory stared at him for a moment, wondering what on earth he could be there for.
"Rory," He started. "I just wanted to say that I'm sorry about your Grandparents, I know they meant a lot to you." He glanced around, looking at anything besides her. "And-"
"Thanks Dean, I appreciate it," Rory replied after regaining from the shock of seeing him.
"That's not all," He smiled, gathering his courage. "I was hoping, that, you and I. could. give our relationship another go. I'm sorry for what I did, but I want to make things right, I've changed." Rory gapped at him. "Please?"
"Dean, I.." Rory didn't know where to start. "I'm with someone else now, and I love this person, I'm sorry but there's no chance for us. We're over."
"Rory, are you-" Tristan walked out of the living room, he stopped mid sentence. "Dean."
"This is the guy you love?" Dean almost yelled. "You're with the accountant?! I can't believe this Rory, I always knew you had the hots for him, but to actually be with him? What, are you after his money? Is that it? Maybe see if you can get into Harvard easier?"
"That's enough, Rory didn't do anything to deserve this." Tristan stepped up to Dean. "The reason she's with me is that I know how to treat a girl, unlike you, who I might add, treated her like shit." Dean was almost towering over Tristan, but he didn't back down.
Dean glared at Rory before turning to walk away. "You will be with me sooner or later, I'll make sure of that." He walked across her lawn, kicking her favourite gnomon on the way.
"You can be mad! I'll never be with you again! And there was no need to kick Mr. Wiggles because of it!" Rory yelled after him. "Poor Mr. Wiggles." She said as she closed the door.
"Wow Rory, I had no idea you had to put up with stuff like this from him." Tristan shook his head. "I'm sorry."
"It's ok Tristan," Rory smiled. "I have you and my mom, and all my friends now!" Tristan gave her a deep kiss. Rory jumped up and down excitedly. "Tristan!!"
"What?" he asked, looking at her.
"It's Christmas Eve tomorrow!" Rory cried excitedly. "I can't wait! There'll be gifts and cookies and coffee and overall greatness!" Rory's eyes were bright and actually resembled a young girl's at Christmas.
Tristan grinned, wrapping his arms around her waist and drew her close. "I bet you can't wait to see what Santa brought you."
"Do you know?" Rory looked him straight in the eyes.
"I do have the connections," Tristan grinned, as she jumped up and down.
"Please. Please tell me!"
"What do I get in return?" Tristan asked.
"Ummm," Rory pretended to think. She crossed her fingers behind her back. "Anything you want."
"Anything I want hunh? This could be interesting." A smirk came over Tristan's face. "I could agree to that if you would uncross your fingers."
"I- I don't have my fingers crossed!" Rory lied.
"Honey. I know you well enough that I know when you're lying." Tristan told her.
"Pleeeease tell me!" Rory whined. "At least tell me what you're getting me!"
"Who said I had anything for you?" Tristan raised an eyebrow. "I can't remember saying I was getting you anything."
Rory pouted. "Fine, I won't tell you the surprise that I had in store for you." She smiled devilishly. Tristan's head jerked up.
"Surprise?" His voice cracked. "What surprise?"
"I'm not telling."
` "Please?" Tristan only asked. Rory only laughed. "Ok, I give up. Let's watch a movie."
"Ok, which one?" Rory sat on the couch. "You choose."
"You're letting ME choose the movie?" Tristan raised an eyebrow. "You really want to know what I have you for Christmas don't you?"
Rory looked at him. "Whatever gave you that Idea?" Tristan just grinned and left it at that. Lorelai came home an hour later to find Tristan and Rory asleep on the couch.
"They're so cute together." Lorelai whispered to Luke. "You go on into the kitchen, I'll be ready in a few." Lorelai headed upstairs. She knew that Tristan was good for Rory, he would treat her right, he loved her, and that was what she needed right now.