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Epilogue: the birth & retaking of vows

"Just one more push," said the midwife loudly.

Rory was gripping Tristan's arm, using it as a life support. She breathed in through her nose and out through her mouth. Like her pregnancy classes had thought her. She was kind of glad that she had actually gone to them, although her mother had made fun of her.

She shut her eyes and pushed the hardest she had ever in her life. The baby's head was through. The doctor pulled the baby out and gave it a light smack. A few seconds later, she heard the most welcoming baby scream in her life.

"It's a boy," said Tristan, amidst the cheers and catcalls that erupted behind the door. Lorelai had wanted to break in, but she was held back by the hospital authorities. Apparently, they had all heard what sex the baby was, and they were all celebrating because both mother and child were fine and dandy.

Rory smiled in relief to herself. Her child was alright. That was when Rory decided to take a break, and she fell asleep.

~***~

Tristan sat by Rory's bedside, holding the baby in his arms and looking down at it in wonder. 'I wonder what we'll call you,' he mused in wonder.

Rory stirred, and opened her eyes to the wonderful sight in front of her. Her beloved husband cradling her beloved child. It was the most beautiful thing she had seen in her life. She couldn't get enough of it.

"Hi Tristan," she whispered.

Tristan turned his face towards her. "Hi Angel."

Rory held out her hands, instinctively wanting to hold her child.

Tristan gave the baby to her. "What are you going to call him?"

Rory looked up at her husband. "Well, he does look like a Montgomery, don't you think?"

Tristan's mouth formed an 'o'. He couldn't say anything. Montgomery? Who ever named their child Montgomery?

Rory laughed lightly. "I was kidding, Tris."

Tristan sighed in relief. "Thank god."

"I think we should call him Michael Janlen Richard Dugrey," muttered Rory.

"Isn't that kind of long?"

"We'll just call him Mike," said Rory. She smiled up at her husband and held out the hand that wasn't holding Mike.

Tristan turned her hand over and kissed it. "I love you so much, Ror."

Rory smiled up at him. "And I, you."

~***~

5 years later

Rory bit her lip nervously, and twirled around to pose for Lorelai, Lane and Paris. Her bridesmaids. "Are you sure I look good?"

Paris laughed. "You look good."

Lorelai gasped in mock horror. "Honey, there's a Coke stain on your dress! How did it get there?"

Rory panicked. "Where? Where? Ohmygod, where?"

The door opened and her second child, Amy Myra Dugrey, aged 3 and a half, walked in. Her little mouth dropped open in disbelief. "Mummy, you look so pwetty!"

Rory smiled and held out her arms. "You look pretty too, Myra."

Myra grinned. "Ollie says I look gorgeous!"

Rory was confused. "Who's Ollie?"

Myra blushed, and whispered in Rory's ear. "He's my boyfwen. He pulls my pigtails sometimes in nursery."

After overcoming her shock, Rory laughed. "We're sure growing up fast, aren't we?"

Myra shook her head, and ran out of the door.

~***~

Tristan sat on the chair, twiddling his thumbs tensely.

"Are you sure Rory's going to do this?" he asked Jess.

Jess shrugged, and took out his book. This infuriated Tristan enough to make him stand up and shake Jess by the shoulders.

"You're practically her brother for heaven's sake. You should know whether or not she is going to go through with this," said Tristan.

Jess smiled. "And you are married to her, for heaven's sake. You should know whether or not she is going to go through with this."

Tristan sat down next to Jess. "You don't have to mock me y'know."

Jess smirked. "It was just too easy not to."

"So, she's coming down the aisle for a second time, huh?"

Jess shrugged. "Yeah. I don't know why the hell she wants to, of course. I mean like, it's not like she's getting married to another man."

"Don't push it," growled Tristan. Although he was joking, he knew what Jess meant. He had never thought that Rory would agree to retake their vows.

Jess smiled. "You guys deserve each other after all you've been through."

"I know," said Tristan quietly.

~***~

Tristan was waiting for Rory, when out of the corner of his eye, he saw Rory walking up the altar with Richard. He smiled, thinking that she was still the prettiest girl he had ever seen in his life.

Rory soon reached him, and she slipped her arm into his. They faced the priest.

"We have come to..." The priest continued. Neither Tristan nor Rory heard much of anything. They were too preoccupied staring at the person next to them in wonder, wandering how they managed to fall in love at such a young age and stay in love.

Before they knew it, the ceremony was over.

~***~

Later on that day

"Mike, take care of Myra," said Rory Dugrey to her first son.

Mike nodded and smiled. "Course, mum."

"Myra, remember honey, don't eat too much sugar or they'll rot your teeth," said Tristan to his daughter. Myra nodded carefully, and hugged her father. She gave him a bashful kiss on the cheek, and started tearing up.

"Are you and Mummy going to be gone forever?" she asked, her eyes wide.

Rory came over, and relieved Tristan from the bone-crushing hug. "Myra dear, we'll only be gone a couple of days."

"They're going to Malibu," said Mike, proud that he had remembered his parent's second honeymoon destination.

"Owh. Is that as far as Mars?" asked Myra in surprise.

Rory laughed. "Not quite."

"I'll be a good girl, with Nana Lorelai," said Myra.

She gave her mother a last kiss, and kicked out of her grasp.

Rory put Myra on the ground again, and hugged Lorelai, Lane, Paris, David, Jess and Luke. Tristan then came around giving hugs and shaking hands. Then, they went into their limo and headed for the airport to catch their flight to Malibu.

~***~

In Malibu

Rory was at the balcony, watching the starry sky sparkle and shine, when she felt Tristan tiptoe in and place a hand around her.

"It's beautiful, isn't it, Tris?" breathed Rory.

Tristan gave his wife a gentle kiss on the lips. "Not as beautiful as you."

Rory giggled, her memory taking her to a time long ago when he had muttered those same words. It was their first date. He had been so nervous at first to ask her out, scared that he would ruin their friendship. But friendship that strong couldn't be ruined. It could only be made stronger.

She turned around to face him. "I love you so much, Tris," said Rory seriously.

"I love you more," said Tristan.

He lowered his lips onto his wife's lips, and kissed her.

Their souls forever entwined, this couple managed to stay together through the bad times and the good times. Sticking up for each other and knowing when to give in. They came out the better for it. Give it up for Rory and Tristan Dugrey. ;)


The End