Chapter 15- That Is All They Will Ever Feel
Hey to all the fans of this story I am so incredibly sorry about well how lacking the chapters have been, well the last four chapters. See it's just that well this story was cute to write in the beginning but it was kind of a starting block before I wrote my other stories. But I vowed never to leave a story unfinished and even though I am insanely bored with this I am finishing it. That's right this is the last chapter. Thanks to all of you that have reviewed, I really truly appreciate it and I hope that even though this isn't my best fic, that you guys thoroughly enjoyed it! On With The Show!! ************************************************************************
Rory and Tristan had been at Yale for three years now, living together off campus. Everything had been going great. Tristan was majoring in law and Rory was majoring in journalism, both of them were at the top of their classes. Neither of them had been distracted by any other people or interests, their relationship was as great as ever. If not better, both still incredibly in love with one another. Currently Rory was at home sleeping waiting for Tristan to return home because they were going to go out to dinner that night, and well Tristan said he had to tell her something important but she didn't know what it was yet. Just as she was about to fully doze off the phone rang.
---Loralei/Rory Intercut---
"How dare you interrupt my sleep evil one!" said Rory.
"Oh you were falling asleep, I'm sorry I'll go babe," said Loralei.
"What no its okay, whatcha calling about."
"So has it happened yet?"
"Has what?"
"Oh never mind it obviously hasn't. How are you darling mini me!?"
"Should I be saying something like I'm just fine and dandy?"
"That would do right about now."
"I'm fine and dandy then."
"Praise the holy lord for that one."
"That's something I don't think I've ever heard you say."
"Probably because I've never said it."
"How's Dad?"
"He's great, he's expialidiousciously fabulous!"
"That wonderful huh?"
"Definitely if not more. How is Bible boy over there?"
"Bible boy is good, he's supposed to be home in five minutes but he's good."
"Ohh well give him two seconds and he'll walk through the door."
"How do you know that."
"Just count starting now."
"1.2." (Tristan walked through the door)
"Mom, how'd you do that?"
"I told you I am the knower of all things."
"No really how'd you do that?" Rory said giggling because Tristan was kissing her neck.
"I knew he was going to be home and tell him I know the reason you are giggling, put Bible boy on the phone now. Love ya sweetie."
"Bye mom." "Here evil Satan," she said handing the phone to Tristan.
"Howdy Bible Boy!" said Loralei.
"Someone's happy today, how many cups of coffee did it take to reach this degree of hyper ness?" asked Tristan.
"Oh you know the usual 13."
"I think Rory beat you by one today."
"Ahh now that we're on the topic of Rory."
"Loralei she is in the room I can't really say." ("Say what?" asks Rory who is sitting on the couch flipping through Vogue).
"Party pooper!"
"Loralei considering there is no party then I can't be a party pooper."
"Ahh but see there is always a party going on in my kingdom, in fact everyone is planning on celebrating what you are going to do tonight."
"Why did I have to tell you what I was going to do?"
"Because I knew it would happen sometime this year anyway and being the person I am you just had to tell me because of my irresistible charm."
"That must be it, such a logical reason after all," Tristan said sarcastically.
"Well since you haven't done it yet then you are no use to me, so please go do it and make sure she calls me tonight or tomorrow morning. Bye Evil one!"
"I will, bye Loralei."
---End Intercut---
"So what are we doing tonight?" Rory asked, kissing him shortly between each word.
"Staying in."
Rory looked up at him in shock, then she asked, "How will we eat?"
Tristan laughed and said, "You know we own a stove right?"
"But we don't know how to work it."
"Wrong, You don't know how to work it, I know how to cook."
Rory gazed up at him in awe as though he were a god or something, "When did you learn how to cook?"
"I just picked it up."
"I like cooks," Rory said before pulling him into a deep passionate kiss.
"If that's what I get for being a cook then I like being one," said Tristan once they had broken apart.
Tristan prepared a full on meal, complete with desert and coffee (chocolate in the desert of course!). He put a huge amount of effort into making the table beautiful with roses and candles. When Rory walked in after taking a shower and she saw the whole ensemble she gasped.
"Tris, it's beautiful, how did you do this?!"
"Well I had a motivation."
"And what might that be?"
"You of course," he said sweeping her in to long sensuous kiss that lasted for minutes before he realized that might end up going somewhere that he didn't want to go until later, so he broke the kiss. "Sit down," he said to Rory.
Rory sat down and took everything in as Tristan went back into the kitchen to get the food. He put his hand into his pant pocket and felt the cool feel of the object (AN yeah I know you all know what the object is but I'm being oh so mysterious haha). Then he let go of it and grabbed the plates, the coffee was already out on the table, in fact a whole jug of coffee was.
The food was delicious and everything was perfect. Tristan could barely concentrate on eating knowing what he was about to do, he kept looking at Rory, just staring at her absent mindedly, god she was so beautiful. They finished desert after what was only an hour but what seemed like an eternity to both of them.
"It was delicious Tris! I never knew you could cook like that," Rory said.
"Well you used to not know a lot of things about me."
Rory pulled Tristan into a kiss and after fifteen minutes or so started to unbutton his shirt but Tristan put his hand up to stop her. "Before we do this Rory I have something I have to ask you."
Rory looked at him curiously and nodded not quite sure what to expect. Tristan's hand tightened around the little box that contained the oh so slender ring that had an opal attached to it, with tiny diamonds surrounding it (AN-I have no idea how that would look but I LOVE opals and well diamonds are traditional!). Then he grasped it tightly, got down on one day and said the thing he had been waiting to say for seven years. "Rory Gilmore, you are all that matters to me, if I had to go one day with waking up and not seeing you, one day with you not being mine, I don't think that I would be able to continue on in life. You're my everything, I love you more then I will ever be able to express. I want to spend the rest of my life with you and I don't want to ever let you go. I've loved you since the day I first saw you at Chilton seven years ago. I love you. Rory Gilmore, will you marry me?" he asked holding the ring out.
Rory's eyes were brimming with tears and she was lost with words but she still had control over her head so she nodded then she managed to squeak out, "Yes."
Tristan jumped up and slipped the ring onto her finger, then kissed her with all the passion, longing, need and want that he had built up in him. He smoothed her hair back from her eyes and brushed her tears away and said, "I love you."
"I love you too," Rory replied kissing him back once again. Gently Tristan eased her down onto the couch as they continued what they were about to do before the proposal, clothes were quickly discarded and all that either of them felt was love for one another. That is all they will ever feel.
~The End~
************************************************************************ Hey again, this is sadly my last AN on this story, ahh sobs sobs! Well I hope you enjoyed the last chapter of this story, it is now complete! I may eventually when the spark arises continue a possible sequel to this but currently it will stay this way. If you haven't started to read my other two stories, 'You're my Romeo, and I'm Your Juliet' and 'Following The Orders Of The Stars' then please read them, they're actually better then this story! Thanks again you guys! You rock my world! Now I sadly say goodbye to you and this story. Review and tell me if you want a sequel or not, I may make one if you really want me to!
Love, Peace, and Chicken Grease
-Anna
Hey to all the fans of this story I am so incredibly sorry about well how lacking the chapters have been, well the last four chapters. See it's just that well this story was cute to write in the beginning but it was kind of a starting block before I wrote my other stories. But I vowed never to leave a story unfinished and even though I am insanely bored with this I am finishing it. That's right this is the last chapter. Thanks to all of you that have reviewed, I really truly appreciate it and I hope that even though this isn't my best fic, that you guys thoroughly enjoyed it! On With The Show!! ************************************************************************
Rory and Tristan had been at Yale for three years now, living together off campus. Everything had been going great. Tristan was majoring in law and Rory was majoring in journalism, both of them were at the top of their classes. Neither of them had been distracted by any other people or interests, their relationship was as great as ever. If not better, both still incredibly in love with one another. Currently Rory was at home sleeping waiting for Tristan to return home because they were going to go out to dinner that night, and well Tristan said he had to tell her something important but she didn't know what it was yet. Just as she was about to fully doze off the phone rang.
---Loralei/Rory Intercut---
"How dare you interrupt my sleep evil one!" said Rory.
"Oh you were falling asleep, I'm sorry I'll go babe," said Loralei.
"What no its okay, whatcha calling about."
"So has it happened yet?"
"Has what?"
"Oh never mind it obviously hasn't. How are you darling mini me!?"
"Should I be saying something like I'm just fine and dandy?"
"That would do right about now."
"I'm fine and dandy then."
"Praise the holy lord for that one."
"That's something I don't think I've ever heard you say."
"Probably because I've never said it."
"How's Dad?"
"He's great, he's expialidiousciously fabulous!"
"That wonderful huh?"
"Definitely if not more. How is Bible boy over there?"
"Bible boy is good, he's supposed to be home in five minutes but he's good."
"Ohh well give him two seconds and he'll walk through the door."
"How do you know that."
"Just count starting now."
"1.2." (Tristan walked through the door)
"Mom, how'd you do that?"
"I told you I am the knower of all things."
"No really how'd you do that?" Rory said giggling because Tristan was kissing her neck.
"I knew he was going to be home and tell him I know the reason you are giggling, put Bible boy on the phone now. Love ya sweetie."
"Bye mom." "Here evil Satan," she said handing the phone to Tristan.
"Howdy Bible Boy!" said Loralei.
"Someone's happy today, how many cups of coffee did it take to reach this degree of hyper ness?" asked Tristan.
"Oh you know the usual 13."
"I think Rory beat you by one today."
"Ahh now that we're on the topic of Rory."
"Loralei she is in the room I can't really say." ("Say what?" asks Rory who is sitting on the couch flipping through Vogue).
"Party pooper!"
"Loralei considering there is no party then I can't be a party pooper."
"Ahh but see there is always a party going on in my kingdom, in fact everyone is planning on celebrating what you are going to do tonight."
"Why did I have to tell you what I was going to do?"
"Because I knew it would happen sometime this year anyway and being the person I am you just had to tell me because of my irresistible charm."
"That must be it, such a logical reason after all," Tristan said sarcastically.
"Well since you haven't done it yet then you are no use to me, so please go do it and make sure she calls me tonight or tomorrow morning. Bye Evil one!"
"I will, bye Loralei."
---End Intercut---
"So what are we doing tonight?" Rory asked, kissing him shortly between each word.
"Staying in."
Rory looked up at him in shock, then she asked, "How will we eat?"
Tristan laughed and said, "You know we own a stove right?"
"But we don't know how to work it."
"Wrong, You don't know how to work it, I know how to cook."
Rory gazed up at him in awe as though he were a god or something, "When did you learn how to cook?"
"I just picked it up."
"I like cooks," Rory said before pulling him into a deep passionate kiss.
"If that's what I get for being a cook then I like being one," said Tristan once they had broken apart.
Tristan prepared a full on meal, complete with desert and coffee (chocolate in the desert of course!). He put a huge amount of effort into making the table beautiful with roses and candles. When Rory walked in after taking a shower and she saw the whole ensemble she gasped.
"Tris, it's beautiful, how did you do this?!"
"Well I had a motivation."
"And what might that be?"
"You of course," he said sweeping her in to long sensuous kiss that lasted for minutes before he realized that might end up going somewhere that he didn't want to go until later, so he broke the kiss. "Sit down," he said to Rory.
Rory sat down and took everything in as Tristan went back into the kitchen to get the food. He put his hand into his pant pocket and felt the cool feel of the object (AN yeah I know you all know what the object is but I'm being oh so mysterious haha). Then he let go of it and grabbed the plates, the coffee was already out on the table, in fact a whole jug of coffee was.
The food was delicious and everything was perfect. Tristan could barely concentrate on eating knowing what he was about to do, he kept looking at Rory, just staring at her absent mindedly, god she was so beautiful. They finished desert after what was only an hour but what seemed like an eternity to both of them.
"It was delicious Tris! I never knew you could cook like that," Rory said.
"Well you used to not know a lot of things about me."
Rory pulled Tristan into a kiss and after fifteen minutes or so started to unbutton his shirt but Tristan put his hand up to stop her. "Before we do this Rory I have something I have to ask you."
Rory looked at him curiously and nodded not quite sure what to expect. Tristan's hand tightened around the little box that contained the oh so slender ring that had an opal attached to it, with tiny diamonds surrounding it (AN-I have no idea how that would look but I LOVE opals and well diamonds are traditional!). Then he grasped it tightly, got down on one day and said the thing he had been waiting to say for seven years. "Rory Gilmore, you are all that matters to me, if I had to go one day with waking up and not seeing you, one day with you not being mine, I don't think that I would be able to continue on in life. You're my everything, I love you more then I will ever be able to express. I want to spend the rest of my life with you and I don't want to ever let you go. I've loved you since the day I first saw you at Chilton seven years ago. I love you. Rory Gilmore, will you marry me?" he asked holding the ring out.
Rory's eyes were brimming with tears and she was lost with words but she still had control over her head so she nodded then she managed to squeak out, "Yes."
Tristan jumped up and slipped the ring onto her finger, then kissed her with all the passion, longing, need and want that he had built up in him. He smoothed her hair back from her eyes and brushed her tears away and said, "I love you."
"I love you too," Rory replied kissing him back once again. Gently Tristan eased her down onto the couch as they continued what they were about to do before the proposal, clothes were quickly discarded and all that either of them felt was love for one another. That is all they will ever feel.
~The End~
************************************************************************ Hey again, this is sadly my last AN on this story, ahh sobs sobs! Well I hope you enjoyed the last chapter of this story, it is now complete! I may eventually when the spark arises continue a possible sequel to this but currently it will stay this way. If you haven't started to read my other two stories, 'You're my Romeo, and I'm Your Juliet' and 'Following The Orders Of The Stars' then please read them, they're actually better then this story! Thanks again you guys! You rock my world! Now I sadly say goodbye to you and this story. Review and tell me if you want a sequel or not, I may make one if you really want me to!
Love, Peace, and Chicken Grease
-Anna