Chapter 12: Nine Months
Author's Note: sorry it took so long, I've been writing other stories and have been making a Trory website so don't be mad. Please review!!
Disclaimer: No, no and no!! I don't own the Gilmore Girls.
Nine Months Later-
August 29th. The day circled in red on their calendar. It was the last day Tristan had off unless they got out of the playoffs but with Tristan pitching there was no chance in hell that they'd get out of the playoffs. "I can't wait until the baby is born," groaned Rory. It was another normal day for the pregnant female; still hoping against hope the baby would be born, today. "I look like a whale! I can't even tie my shoes," she whined to Tristan. "Stop complaining Rory it'll all be over soon,"
"I can't wait,"
"How about we talk about names?"
"Okay," she agreed while Tristan plopped down into the couch right next to her. "Tiffany?" she suggested glancing over at her list. "Nah, how about Amy?"
"No, Stephanie."
The name conversation continued on until each had one choice remaining. "Lorelai-Lexie for short," they both said in unison. Rory grinned at their choice. "How come we have the same choice?" she asked him. "Brilliant minds think alike, dear,"
"That was corny," replied Rory while wrinkling her nose. "But true right?"
"Yeah," she agreed. "How about I read you some of A Walk to Remember?" he suggested. "Okay," she said nodding her head as he left the room to get the book. "And the ice cream!" she called out. He reappeared in the door book only in hand. "Ice Cream?"
"I'm going!" he muttered shuffling into the kitchen. He came back ice cream and spoon in hand. He handed it over to her and leaned over to kiss her. "Your so beautiful," he whispered. "I'm a huge balloon Tristan, I can't be looking beautiful,"
"Your always beautiful to me Ror," he told her sincerely sitting down on the couch again. "Shall we begin my dear?"
"We shall," she agreed. He began to read to her and twenty minutes later he glanced over at her to find that she had fallen asleep. He decided since it was near dinnertime he would make Rory some.
At 6:15 she woke up to the smell of burgers, French fries and onion rings. Sleepily Rory stumbled into the kitchen to see Tristan cooking. "You didn't have to do this," she said with a yawn. "I wanted to make my wife a special dinner,"
"You're so good to me Tris," she said walking over and kissing him sweetly on the lips. "This is good too," Tristan said with a grin. "A dessert kind of good," Rory replied sitting down at the table. "Sorry I fell asleep," she apologized as he served the burgers. "It's all right you were tired,"
"Yeah.thanks for not waking me up,"
"No problem, now eat!" he urged. "I am!" she shouted back before taking a huge bite of the burger. "This is almost as good as Luke's," she commented. "I'm flattered," he said with a cocky grin. "I said almost.not 100 percent, Tristan,"
"They're better than yours were," he muttered. "That wasn't my fault! My mom was the one who spilled lighter fluid on them!"
"But who cooked?"
"You signed me up for the job!"
"You're the one who said you wanted to work at the Fourth of July barbecue!"
"Liar,"
"Burger Killer!" he shot back. "It was all Lorelai!"
"Whatever you say Mary,"
Five Days Later-
"Gilmore and St. James Inn! Lorelai Gilmore-Danes speaking. How may I help you?" answered the overly perkily female voice of the one and only Lorelai Gilmore. "Hey Lorelai," he greeted calmly. "Tristan? Is Rory having the baby?" she asked excitedly. "No, not yet,"
"Oh," came her disappointed reply. "Soon though," he promised. "Why are you calling then?"
"Well, I'm going away for a three-game series against the Yankees in New York and I don't want Rory to spend the weekend alone."
"You want me to come up to Boston?"
"Would you?"
"Of course! I just have to talk to Luke but I'm sure he'll be okay with it," Tristan heaved a sigh of relief. "Thank You Lorelai!"
"No problem, honey listen I've got to go there's a problem with the mints.bye!" Tristan laughed to himself about her comment about the mints and pulled into his parking space at the apartment. He walked into the apartment to find Rory lying on the couch watching a movie. "What are you watching?" he asked her leaning over the back of the couch to kiss her. "The video of us," she replied smiling up at him. "Again?" he asked with a groan. "Yes again. Look at me! God, I was so skinny now I'm huge," she complained. "Your just as beautiful,"
"I'm a beach ball!"
"A very beautiful beach ball then," she stuck her tongue out at him. "Love you Mare," he said continuing to walk into the bedroom to pack for the trip.
"Are you sure you have to go?" She asked him still sitting on the couch eyeing his duffel bag warily. "Yes, sweetheart," he said leaning over to kiss her. "Go kick some Yankee butt!" she instructed. "Yes Ma'm, now let's see here you have books to read, plenty of movies, tons of junk food including popcorn, water, picture of me and the other one of Luke, Lorelai with the kids, Fenway's at your feet, list of phone numbers are on the table, phone's by your hand and remote's in your hand.I think you've got everything,"
"Thank You Tris, I love you,"
"Love you too Rory," he replied kissing her one more time and heard the beep of Rudy's car. "Bye!" he called out grabbing his bag and exiting the apartment.
Rory was stretched out on the couch thinking of how much she couldn't wait for the baby to be out. The buzzer rang making Rory have to get up. She opened the door to reveal her mother and younger half-sister Tory. "Mom! Tory!" she cried out. "Hey Rory," nine-year-old Tory greeted her older sister. "Hey Honey," Rory said to the younger girl. "How's my favorite pregnant daughter?"
"Ick, I don't want to talk about it,"
"Okay," Lorelai said knowing what Rory was going through after have gone through it four times herself. "So, what are you doing here?" Rory asked. "Tristan called today asking me to come up so you wouldn't be lonely this weekend,"
"That's so sweet of him," she commented with a dreamy smile. "FENWAY!" shrieked the little girl running away from the licking dog. Lorelai smiled weakly at Rory.
"How about Tory and Fenway watch Cinderella and we watch baseball,"
"Okay," Rory agreed her attention already on Tristan. Halfway through the game Lorelai was getting bored she glanced over at Rory to see her fast asleep. After turning off the TV Lorelai draped a blanket over her smiling softly while remembering all the times she had found Rory crashed on the couch waiting up for Lorelai to hear the details of her dates. It amazed her that at a time neither of them had been happy with their love lives and now both were married with wonderful husbands and Lorelai with four kids- although Rory was expecting one of her own. "Mom?" she heard Rory say. "Yeah babe?" she replied. "I love you,"
"Love you too,"
Author's Note: sorry it took so long, I've been writing other stories and have been making a Trory website so don't be mad. Please review!!
Disclaimer: No, no and no!! I don't own the Gilmore Girls.
Nine Months Later-
August 29th. The day circled in red on their calendar. It was the last day Tristan had off unless they got out of the playoffs but with Tristan pitching there was no chance in hell that they'd get out of the playoffs. "I can't wait until the baby is born," groaned Rory. It was another normal day for the pregnant female; still hoping against hope the baby would be born, today. "I look like a whale! I can't even tie my shoes," she whined to Tristan. "Stop complaining Rory it'll all be over soon,"
"I can't wait,"
"How about we talk about names?"
"Okay," she agreed while Tristan plopped down into the couch right next to her. "Tiffany?" she suggested glancing over at her list. "Nah, how about Amy?"
"No, Stephanie."
The name conversation continued on until each had one choice remaining. "Lorelai-Lexie for short," they both said in unison. Rory grinned at their choice. "How come we have the same choice?" she asked him. "Brilliant minds think alike, dear,"
"That was corny," replied Rory while wrinkling her nose. "But true right?"
"Yeah," she agreed. "How about I read you some of A Walk to Remember?" he suggested. "Okay," she said nodding her head as he left the room to get the book. "And the ice cream!" she called out. He reappeared in the door book only in hand. "Ice Cream?"
"I'm going!" he muttered shuffling into the kitchen. He came back ice cream and spoon in hand. He handed it over to her and leaned over to kiss her. "Your so beautiful," he whispered. "I'm a huge balloon Tristan, I can't be looking beautiful,"
"Your always beautiful to me Ror," he told her sincerely sitting down on the couch again. "Shall we begin my dear?"
"We shall," she agreed. He began to read to her and twenty minutes later he glanced over at her to find that she had fallen asleep. He decided since it was near dinnertime he would make Rory some.
At 6:15 she woke up to the smell of burgers, French fries and onion rings. Sleepily Rory stumbled into the kitchen to see Tristan cooking. "You didn't have to do this," she said with a yawn. "I wanted to make my wife a special dinner,"
"You're so good to me Tris," she said walking over and kissing him sweetly on the lips. "This is good too," Tristan said with a grin. "A dessert kind of good," Rory replied sitting down at the table. "Sorry I fell asleep," she apologized as he served the burgers. "It's all right you were tired,"
"Yeah.thanks for not waking me up,"
"No problem, now eat!" he urged. "I am!" she shouted back before taking a huge bite of the burger. "This is almost as good as Luke's," she commented. "I'm flattered," he said with a cocky grin. "I said almost.not 100 percent, Tristan,"
"They're better than yours were," he muttered. "That wasn't my fault! My mom was the one who spilled lighter fluid on them!"
"But who cooked?"
"You signed me up for the job!"
"You're the one who said you wanted to work at the Fourth of July barbecue!"
"Liar,"
"Burger Killer!" he shot back. "It was all Lorelai!"
"Whatever you say Mary,"
Five Days Later-
"Gilmore and St. James Inn! Lorelai Gilmore-Danes speaking. How may I help you?" answered the overly perkily female voice of the one and only Lorelai Gilmore. "Hey Lorelai," he greeted calmly. "Tristan? Is Rory having the baby?" she asked excitedly. "No, not yet,"
"Oh," came her disappointed reply. "Soon though," he promised. "Why are you calling then?"
"Well, I'm going away for a three-game series against the Yankees in New York and I don't want Rory to spend the weekend alone."
"You want me to come up to Boston?"
"Would you?"
"Of course! I just have to talk to Luke but I'm sure he'll be okay with it," Tristan heaved a sigh of relief. "Thank You Lorelai!"
"No problem, honey listen I've got to go there's a problem with the mints.bye!" Tristan laughed to himself about her comment about the mints and pulled into his parking space at the apartment. He walked into the apartment to find Rory lying on the couch watching a movie. "What are you watching?" he asked her leaning over the back of the couch to kiss her. "The video of us," she replied smiling up at him. "Again?" he asked with a groan. "Yes again. Look at me! God, I was so skinny now I'm huge," she complained. "Your just as beautiful,"
"I'm a beach ball!"
"A very beautiful beach ball then," she stuck her tongue out at him. "Love you Mare," he said continuing to walk into the bedroom to pack for the trip.
"Are you sure you have to go?" She asked him still sitting on the couch eyeing his duffel bag warily. "Yes, sweetheart," he said leaning over to kiss her. "Go kick some Yankee butt!" she instructed. "Yes Ma'm, now let's see here you have books to read, plenty of movies, tons of junk food including popcorn, water, picture of me and the other one of Luke, Lorelai with the kids, Fenway's at your feet, list of phone numbers are on the table, phone's by your hand and remote's in your hand.I think you've got everything,"
"Thank You Tris, I love you,"
"Love you too Rory," he replied kissing her one more time and heard the beep of Rudy's car. "Bye!" he called out grabbing his bag and exiting the apartment.
Rory was stretched out on the couch thinking of how much she couldn't wait for the baby to be out. The buzzer rang making Rory have to get up. She opened the door to reveal her mother and younger half-sister Tory. "Mom! Tory!" she cried out. "Hey Rory," nine-year-old Tory greeted her older sister. "Hey Honey," Rory said to the younger girl. "How's my favorite pregnant daughter?"
"Ick, I don't want to talk about it,"
"Okay," Lorelai said knowing what Rory was going through after have gone through it four times herself. "So, what are you doing here?" Rory asked. "Tristan called today asking me to come up so you wouldn't be lonely this weekend,"
"That's so sweet of him," she commented with a dreamy smile. "FENWAY!" shrieked the little girl running away from the licking dog. Lorelai smiled weakly at Rory.
"How about Tory and Fenway watch Cinderella and we watch baseball,"
"Okay," Rory agreed her attention already on Tristan. Halfway through the game Lorelai was getting bored she glanced over at Rory to see her fast asleep. After turning off the TV Lorelai draped a blanket over her smiling softly while remembering all the times she had found Rory crashed on the couch waiting up for Lorelai to hear the details of her dates. It amazed her that at a time neither of them had been happy with their love lives and now both were married with wonderful husbands and Lorelai with four kids- although Rory was expecting one of her own. "Mom?" she heard Rory say. "Yeah babe?" she replied. "I love you,"
"Love you too,"