Meeting Again
Author: brit
Spoilers: Up to and including Run Away Little Boy
Email: lilcoffeegirl23@hotmail.com
Summary: Tristan comes back from military school and seeks out Rory
Pairing: Tristan/Rory
Rating: PG13
Feedback: Please
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or are in any way associated with the wb
AN: I'd like to thank htshtgirl14 for this idea. When she emailed me I suddenly got inspired. Thanx htshtgirl14.
~*~*~*Recap*~*~*~
He pinned her to the bed and moved an errant strand of hair out of her face. She giggled. He lowered his face to hers, stopping millimeters from her face. "I love you" He claimed her mouth in his. She moaned, her tongue running over his bottom lip. He opened his mouth and slipped his tongue in her mouth. Rory was in heaven. Tristan's tongue ran over the length of hers and then along the top of her mouth. Soon enough, clothes flew and bodies collided in ecstasy.
Tristan woke up at the normal wake-up-on-a-school-day time. Thinking it was going to be another day. Boy was he wrong.
~*~*~*Present*~*~*~
Lorelai and Rory had talked all day until 2 when Lorelai had to get ready for work. Tristan still had a goofy smile on his face. He had to find Paris and talk to her, he promised Rory he would. He found her in the library surrounded by books of old English literature.
"Paris, can I steal you from your books a sec, it's really important."
"You have five minutes. Oh yea, by the way, how's Rory? Why isn't she in school today?"
"She's good and at home with her mom, they wanted mother/daughter time, without the guy that got her daughter pregnant."
"I see, so what did you want?" She needed to finish research and wasn't in the mood for distractions.
"Rory and I were talking last night and the subject of Godparents came up." 'Is this going where I think its going. They want me to be the Godmother of their baby???' "And we thought back to all of our friends and family and you came up." 'Yup they want me' "We wanted to know if you wanted to be the Godmother to our baby."
"Tristan of all the people that you two combined you picked me?? Why?"
"Paris I wanna go see Rory, just answer the question and I'll answer your question later."
"Yes, Tristan, I would love to love to be your babies Godmother." He got up and kissed the top of her head.
"Thanks, Paris. Talk to ya later. Bye"
AT THE SAME TIME AS Tristan STARTED TO TALK TO PARIS
A tall dark figure stepped out from behind the bushes, "Rory." She couldn't see who was there. "Rory how could you? How could you get pregnant with him?" She recognized the jealousy and immediately know it was Dean. She had pitied Dean for a while and still did because he took the news of her pregnancy harder than her own mother. Worse he had heard it from Miss Patty. Her pitied turned to anger. When you talk about her man, the father of her baby with such distaste, that made her mad. She pulled her hand back and slapped him with such intensity that there was a popping noise and a bright red mark. He kept his head turned.
"How dare you talk to me that way?! Dean we are not together anymore, incase you didn't notice. I can see and have sex with whomever the hell I want. Do you understand me?" She hissed.
He turned his face. "You little Bitch." He pushed her. She stumbled and fell. She mumbled a little 'Ow'. "You're a slut, just like your mother." He spit on her.
Dean turned to leave when Rory got up and grabbed his arm to face her. "Don't ever talk to me that way again."
"Shut up, Whore" He pushed her again. This time she fell down a flight of stairs, landing on her stomach. Dean looked at her and walked away mumbling all kinds of not so nice things about her.
Tristan had, had a tiring day and was anxious to see Rory. But he did have something accomplished. Paris was going to be the baby's Godmother. Louise, Madelyn and Paris were very nice and seemed to be happier since they found out that Rory was pregnant. They were the only ones that knew why he always had a giddy, goofy look on his face and why he walked with a skip in his step. He had given up on all of his groupies, yet they still came around saying that they were the reason that Tristan was so happy. 'If they only knew.'
He had started talking the bus because it was cheaper than paying for gas which was money that they could use for the baby. He got off the bus and saw an ambulance. Being the curious person that he is, he walked over and got there just in time to see the person being lifted and put into the ambulance. He saw her. The love of his life being but in. "Rory!!!"
Hearing her name from him he whispered, "Tristan."
He raced towards her. A technician stepped in front of him. "Sorry son you can't go past this point."
"I need to talk to her. She has my baby!" As soon as he finished they heard Rory scream, in pain, "TRISTAN!!"
Tristan stuck his hand out to the technician and greeted him, "Hi I'm Tristan."
"Fine go in." he grumbled.
Tristan went in to find a sweating, and panicking Rory, crying as the technicians checked her on the way to the hospital. Rory saw him and tried to smile, but gave a light scream when the doctor touched her stomach. He took her hand and brushed chocolate hair out of her eyes. She looked scared to death. He had so much love, concern, and fright in his eyes.
When they got to the hospital, they rushed her up to the emergency room for an examination. A doctor appeared, "Hi, I'm doctor Carlson. How are you related to the victim. Tristan winced, it hurt him to hear Rory referred to as a victim.
"She's my girlfriend, and pregnant with my baby." He was really anxious.
"So do you know a lot about her?" The doctor asked.
"Yea."
"Name, age?"
"Lorelai Gilmore, 17"
"Try and get a hold of a family member. I'm going to examine her." He left.
Tristan hurriedly ran to the nearest pay phone and called Lorelai. After 6 rings, she answered the phone, "Hello"
"Lorelai, Rory's in trouble."
She was breathless. "What? Tristan where are you?"
"Hartford Hospital," The phone when dead.
25 minutes later
Tristan saw Doctor Carlson coming towards him. "Um, Mr., I'm sorry, what's your name?"
"Tristan, Tristan Dugray." He answered unconsciously.
"Tristan, Did you get a hold of a family member?"
"Yea her mom's on the way. She should be here in about." he checked his watch. She came running down the hall. "Speak of the Devil," he simply stated.
"Don't talk about you father that way." A little sarcasm made her feel slightly better but then she remembered why she was here. "Where's my baby? What's wrong with her?"
"Doctor Carlson, this is Lorelai Gilmore, my girlfriends mother." He stated flatly. "So can you tell us what's wrong?"
"I think this news will effect Tristan more so than you Ms. Gilmore. Rory fell down some stairs, that's all she would tell me, and she said that she would tell Tristan later, um. Ms. Gilmore, Mr. Dugray.um. Rory has.um.miscarried."
Author: brit
Spoilers: Up to and including Run Away Little Boy
Email: lilcoffeegirl23@hotmail.com
Summary: Tristan comes back from military school and seeks out Rory
Pairing: Tristan/Rory
Rating: PG13
Feedback: Please
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or are in any way associated with the wb
AN: I'd like to thank htshtgirl14 for this idea. When she emailed me I suddenly got inspired. Thanx htshtgirl14.
~*~*~*Recap*~*~*~
He pinned her to the bed and moved an errant strand of hair out of her face. She giggled. He lowered his face to hers, stopping millimeters from her face. "I love you" He claimed her mouth in his. She moaned, her tongue running over his bottom lip. He opened his mouth and slipped his tongue in her mouth. Rory was in heaven. Tristan's tongue ran over the length of hers and then along the top of her mouth. Soon enough, clothes flew and bodies collided in ecstasy.
Tristan woke up at the normal wake-up-on-a-school-day time. Thinking it was going to be another day. Boy was he wrong.
~*~*~*Present*~*~*~
Lorelai and Rory had talked all day until 2 when Lorelai had to get ready for work. Tristan still had a goofy smile on his face. He had to find Paris and talk to her, he promised Rory he would. He found her in the library surrounded by books of old English literature.
"Paris, can I steal you from your books a sec, it's really important."
"You have five minutes. Oh yea, by the way, how's Rory? Why isn't she in school today?"
"She's good and at home with her mom, they wanted mother/daughter time, without the guy that got her daughter pregnant."
"I see, so what did you want?" She needed to finish research and wasn't in the mood for distractions.
"Rory and I were talking last night and the subject of Godparents came up." 'Is this going where I think its going. They want me to be the Godmother of their baby???' "And we thought back to all of our friends and family and you came up." 'Yup they want me' "We wanted to know if you wanted to be the Godmother to our baby."
"Tristan of all the people that you two combined you picked me?? Why?"
"Paris I wanna go see Rory, just answer the question and I'll answer your question later."
"Yes, Tristan, I would love to love to be your babies Godmother." He got up and kissed the top of her head.
"Thanks, Paris. Talk to ya later. Bye"
AT THE SAME TIME AS Tristan STARTED TO TALK TO PARIS
A tall dark figure stepped out from behind the bushes, "Rory." She couldn't see who was there. "Rory how could you? How could you get pregnant with him?" She recognized the jealousy and immediately know it was Dean. She had pitied Dean for a while and still did because he took the news of her pregnancy harder than her own mother. Worse he had heard it from Miss Patty. Her pitied turned to anger. When you talk about her man, the father of her baby with such distaste, that made her mad. She pulled her hand back and slapped him with such intensity that there was a popping noise and a bright red mark. He kept his head turned.
"How dare you talk to me that way?! Dean we are not together anymore, incase you didn't notice. I can see and have sex with whomever the hell I want. Do you understand me?" She hissed.
He turned his face. "You little Bitch." He pushed her. She stumbled and fell. She mumbled a little 'Ow'. "You're a slut, just like your mother." He spit on her.
Dean turned to leave when Rory got up and grabbed his arm to face her. "Don't ever talk to me that way again."
"Shut up, Whore" He pushed her again. This time she fell down a flight of stairs, landing on her stomach. Dean looked at her and walked away mumbling all kinds of not so nice things about her.
Tristan had, had a tiring day and was anxious to see Rory. But he did have something accomplished. Paris was going to be the baby's Godmother. Louise, Madelyn and Paris were very nice and seemed to be happier since they found out that Rory was pregnant. They were the only ones that knew why he always had a giddy, goofy look on his face and why he walked with a skip in his step. He had given up on all of his groupies, yet they still came around saying that they were the reason that Tristan was so happy. 'If they only knew.'
He had started talking the bus because it was cheaper than paying for gas which was money that they could use for the baby. He got off the bus and saw an ambulance. Being the curious person that he is, he walked over and got there just in time to see the person being lifted and put into the ambulance. He saw her. The love of his life being but in. "Rory!!!"
Hearing her name from him he whispered, "Tristan."
He raced towards her. A technician stepped in front of him. "Sorry son you can't go past this point."
"I need to talk to her. She has my baby!" As soon as he finished they heard Rory scream, in pain, "TRISTAN!!"
Tristan stuck his hand out to the technician and greeted him, "Hi I'm Tristan."
"Fine go in." he grumbled.
Tristan went in to find a sweating, and panicking Rory, crying as the technicians checked her on the way to the hospital. Rory saw him and tried to smile, but gave a light scream when the doctor touched her stomach. He took her hand and brushed chocolate hair out of her eyes. She looked scared to death. He had so much love, concern, and fright in his eyes.
When they got to the hospital, they rushed her up to the emergency room for an examination. A doctor appeared, "Hi, I'm doctor Carlson. How are you related to the victim. Tristan winced, it hurt him to hear Rory referred to as a victim.
"She's my girlfriend, and pregnant with my baby." He was really anxious.
"So do you know a lot about her?" The doctor asked.
"Yea."
"Name, age?"
"Lorelai Gilmore, 17"
"Try and get a hold of a family member. I'm going to examine her." He left.
Tristan hurriedly ran to the nearest pay phone and called Lorelai. After 6 rings, she answered the phone, "Hello"
"Lorelai, Rory's in trouble."
She was breathless. "What? Tristan where are you?"
"Hartford Hospital," The phone when dead.
25 minutes later
Tristan saw Doctor Carlson coming towards him. "Um, Mr., I'm sorry, what's your name?"
"Tristan, Tristan Dugray." He answered unconsciously.
"Tristan, Did you get a hold of a family member?"
"Yea her mom's on the way. She should be here in about." he checked his watch. She came running down the hall. "Speak of the Devil," he simply stated.
"Don't talk about you father that way." A little sarcasm made her feel slightly better but then she remembered why she was here. "Where's my baby? What's wrong with her?"
"Doctor Carlson, this is Lorelai Gilmore, my girlfriends mother." He stated flatly. "So can you tell us what's wrong?"
"I think this news will effect Tristan more so than you Ms. Gilmore. Rory fell down some stairs, that's all she would tell me, and she said that she would tell Tristan later, um. Ms. Gilmore, Mr. Dugray.um. Rory has.um.miscarried."