A/N: HERE IT GOES!!!! I know I made Tristan seem like a, ahem, wuss in the
last chapter, but I didn't mean to. It just all rolled out that way.This
chapter is supposedly at the same time that Tristan and Jess made it off
the highway.
Special thanks to BballChick0119, for emailing me and telling me to continue.
I love it when you guys do that!!!!
Rory and Lorelai bounced into the diner that night, which was more packed than usual.
Lorelai and Luke still weren't on good speaking terms but they needed to survive and Luke was the only one who could make good coffee. They took their place at the counter and ordered their food, too politely in Lorelai's opinion. No sooner did Luke put the plates down did the phone ring.
"Luke's" he answered gruffly. His eyes widened at the next news and he shouted into the reciever.
"WHAT! Are you sure? Where's the last place that you've seen him? The news? The news knows but you don't! Okay, I'll watch it. Keep me posted." Luke put the phone down shakily and went into the storage room. He got out what Lorelai called a "baby" tv and set it on the counter. He turned to a news channel, which was on commercial.
Curiosity got the best of her.
"Hey Luke, who was that?" Rory asked as innocently as possible. Luke turned around and Rory saw that he was genuinely upset.
"Lieutenant from Jess's military school. He's gone." Luke was about to elaborate when the news came on his little tv.
"Our top story today, two young boys from Franklin Military Academy in Roanoke, North Carolina began a hitch hiking trip at approximately 7:00 PM this evening. Witnesses say that they were last spotted in a brawl with another hitch hiker."
The screen panned over to a reporter standing out on the side of the highway, walking and talking.
"The two boys were last seen here, by Donna Lawrence, who was on her way to the super market. She spotted the boys on the side of the road, one wrestling with another man."
The screen panned over to a middle aged woman with a lot of make up on talking.
"I was driving my car when the road got very bumpy. I realized that something was wrong with my tires. In my rear view mirror as I pulled over I noticed a young boy with his knees pulled up to his chest, rocking back and forth. There were to other people fighting a couple of feet away from them. Anyway, I got scared so I drove the car up a few miles. I stopped again to look at my tires and they had been slashed, I think by a knife."
The screen once again panned over to the reporter who was focused fixedly on the screen.
" There was no blood on the knife that was found, so no DNA samples could be picked up. These two young men started a journey that could've ended very quickly. The young men are assumed dead but no bodies have been found. If you have any updates on these two boys please call the emergency hotline at....."
Rory wasn't really listening after that. She just focused on the two pictures that had been displayed up onto the screen. They were military school pictures. One was of Jess and the other was of....Tristan.
Lorelai couldn't believe what was happening. She never like Jess much but she never wanted him to get hurt. From what she had just heard, Jess and this other kid could've been killed by some psycho on the side of the road.
Luke was sitting there, shocked. If anything ever happened to Jess he wouldn't be able to forgive himself. Sure he was a smart mouth, sarcastic, annoying and disobedient kid but that's what Luke loved about him.
The diner became unusually quiet as they all paid attention to the story. Even Kirk was speechless. How exactly do you console someone who had a "nearly or already dead " nephew? The townspeople began chattering all at once and Luke pushed his emotions aside to finish working.
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(Same time somewhere in North Carolina)
Jess and Tristan walked into the train station, happy to be connected with civilization once again.
"You got money?" Jess asked, eyeing the cost of the tickets. Tristan searched his pockets for his wallet. All he found was his credit card. He panicked, could the loner man have stolen his wallet? He pulled out his credit card and Jess rolled his eyes.
"Yeah right DuGrey, quit playing. You know that if we use the card they can track us."
"Um well, I sorta can't find my wallet." Jess began to panic. They had already walked fifteen miles just to get to the station and he wasn't about to turn back now.
Jess searched and researched Tristan's pockets. Then he went to his own. He found a total of fifty dollars in his pockets.
"Come on Tristan, we aren't gonna get to Connecticut with fifty dollars." Jess mumbled. Tristan took of the backpack that he held and searched in there for some money. He found his wallet tucked away in some clothes but things were missing. He was wondering when someone had time to go into his back without him noticing. He opened up his wallet and counted and recounted his money. He was supposed to have gotten at least $1000 for this trip. Now he barely had $300. He told Jess their situation.
"Well, we'll need money once we actually get to Connecticut, plus food. So I'd say we use no more than $200." Jess said. He put on his baseball cap, low on his eyes, so that the man at the counter wouldn't recognize him. He walked up to the counter and cleared his throat.
The man turned around from the news report he had been watching about the two teens that escaped military school.
"Uh hi, I'm wondering how much is a ticket to Hartford, Connecticut?" The man gave him a phony smile then typed something into his computer. He told him, $150. Jess cursed under his breath. That would only be enough to get one of them there.
"Okay, wow. Um, how much is a ticket to..." He glanced up at the map behind the man, did some quick calculations, then said, " Long Island?"
The man typed something into his computer again, then looked up and told him $95.00.
Jess silently rejoiced and brought two tickets to Long Island, New York. They were on their way.
As he took the tickets, the man looked up and Jess and studied him. He looked slightly familiar, but he just couldn't place his finger on it.
Jess went back to Tristan and told him that their train was leaving in thirty minutes. They walked onto the train, and took their seats in their compartment.
Back at the ticket counter, the man turned back to the T.V. and recognized where he had seen the strange boy from. He picked up the phone to dial the hotline.....
A/N: Sorry for the cliffhanger. The Devil made me do it! Whatcha think? Come on, TELL ME. Review if u wanna know how things turn out. MUWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! ~cough~ sorry, my throat itches. OK, bye.
Special thanks to BballChick0119, for emailing me and telling me to continue.
I love it when you guys do that!!!!
Rory and Lorelai bounced into the diner that night, which was more packed than usual.
Lorelai and Luke still weren't on good speaking terms but they needed to survive and Luke was the only one who could make good coffee. They took their place at the counter and ordered their food, too politely in Lorelai's opinion. No sooner did Luke put the plates down did the phone ring.
"Luke's" he answered gruffly. His eyes widened at the next news and he shouted into the reciever.
"WHAT! Are you sure? Where's the last place that you've seen him? The news? The news knows but you don't! Okay, I'll watch it. Keep me posted." Luke put the phone down shakily and went into the storage room. He got out what Lorelai called a "baby" tv and set it on the counter. He turned to a news channel, which was on commercial.
Curiosity got the best of her.
"Hey Luke, who was that?" Rory asked as innocently as possible. Luke turned around and Rory saw that he was genuinely upset.
"Lieutenant from Jess's military school. He's gone." Luke was about to elaborate when the news came on his little tv.
"Our top story today, two young boys from Franklin Military Academy in Roanoke, North Carolina began a hitch hiking trip at approximately 7:00 PM this evening. Witnesses say that they were last spotted in a brawl with another hitch hiker."
The screen panned over to a reporter standing out on the side of the highway, walking and talking.
"The two boys were last seen here, by Donna Lawrence, who was on her way to the super market. She spotted the boys on the side of the road, one wrestling with another man."
The screen panned over to a middle aged woman with a lot of make up on talking.
"I was driving my car when the road got very bumpy. I realized that something was wrong with my tires. In my rear view mirror as I pulled over I noticed a young boy with his knees pulled up to his chest, rocking back and forth. There were to other people fighting a couple of feet away from them. Anyway, I got scared so I drove the car up a few miles. I stopped again to look at my tires and they had been slashed, I think by a knife."
The screen once again panned over to the reporter who was focused fixedly on the screen.
" There was no blood on the knife that was found, so no DNA samples could be picked up. These two young men started a journey that could've ended very quickly. The young men are assumed dead but no bodies have been found. If you have any updates on these two boys please call the emergency hotline at....."
Rory wasn't really listening after that. She just focused on the two pictures that had been displayed up onto the screen. They were military school pictures. One was of Jess and the other was of....Tristan.
Lorelai couldn't believe what was happening. She never like Jess much but she never wanted him to get hurt. From what she had just heard, Jess and this other kid could've been killed by some psycho on the side of the road.
Luke was sitting there, shocked. If anything ever happened to Jess he wouldn't be able to forgive himself. Sure he was a smart mouth, sarcastic, annoying and disobedient kid but that's what Luke loved about him.
The diner became unusually quiet as they all paid attention to the story. Even Kirk was speechless. How exactly do you console someone who had a "nearly or already dead " nephew? The townspeople began chattering all at once and Luke pushed his emotions aside to finish working.
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(Same time somewhere in North Carolina)
Jess and Tristan walked into the train station, happy to be connected with civilization once again.
"You got money?" Jess asked, eyeing the cost of the tickets. Tristan searched his pockets for his wallet. All he found was his credit card. He panicked, could the loner man have stolen his wallet? He pulled out his credit card and Jess rolled his eyes.
"Yeah right DuGrey, quit playing. You know that if we use the card they can track us."
"Um well, I sorta can't find my wallet." Jess began to panic. They had already walked fifteen miles just to get to the station and he wasn't about to turn back now.
Jess searched and researched Tristan's pockets. Then he went to his own. He found a total of fifty dollars in his pockets.
"Come on Tristan, we aren't gonna get to Connecticut with fifty dollars." Jess mumbled. Tristan took of the backpack that he held and searched in there for some money. He found his wallet tucked away in some clothes but things were missing. He was wondering when someone had time to go into his back without him noticing. He opened up his wallet and counted and recounted his money. He was supposed to have gotten at least $1000 for this trip. Now he barely had $300. He told Jess their situation.
"Well, we'll need money once we actually get to Connecticut, plus food. So I'd say we use no more than $200." Jess said. He put on his baseball cap, low on his eyes, so that the man at the counter wouldn't recognize him. He walked up to the counter and cleared his throat.
The man turned around from the news report he had been watching about the two teens that escaped military school.
"Uh hi, I'm wondering how much is a ticket to Hartford, Connecticut?" The man gave him a phony smile then typed something into his computer. He told him, $150. Jess cursed under his breath. That would only be enough to get one of them there.
"Okay, wow. Um, how much is a ticket to..." He glanced up at the map behind the man, did some quick calculations, then said, " Long Island?"
The man typed something into his computer again, then looked up and told him $95.00.
Jess silently rejoiced and brought two tickets to Long Island, New York. They were on their way.
As he took the tickets, the man looked up and Jess and studied him. He looked slightly familiar, but he just couldn't place his finger on it.
Jess went back to Tristan and told him that their train was leaving in thirty minutes. They walked onto the train, and took their seats in their compartment.
Back at the ticket counter, the man turned back to the T.V. and recognized where he had seen the strange boy from. He picked up the phone to dial the hotline.....
A/N: Sorry for the cliffhanger. The Devil made me do it! Whatcha think? Come on, TELL ME. Review if u wanna know how things turn out. MUWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! ~cough~ sorry, my throat itches. OK, bye.