DISCLAIMER: I own nothing. Not the show, the characters, nada. The plot line is my own however.
RATING: PG-13 [you can never be too sure]
PAIRING: Trory
SETTING: This is set after both Tristan and Rory have graduated college. Dean and Rory broke up a month after Tristan left.
Rory never kissed Jess.
SUMMARY: Tristan's parents and Rory's grandparents went to set up a marriage between Tristan and Rory for a successful
business merger.
A/N: *...* means characters are thinking.
Aaw! Thanks to all of the reviews. You make me happy. :o) I apologize for any mistakes or inconsistencies I may have
inadvertently made.
Chapter Nine
Movie Night
***Gilmore House, Monday afternoon***
Rory paced around her room. *Why did that kiss affect me so? It reminds me of our first one, except I didn't run away
crying this time. Why can't things with Tristan ever be simple and straight-forward? Why is he so complicated? Why, why, why?*
"Hey, Ror," her mom's voice broke into her musings. "Do you wanna go to Luke's? I'm in need of caffeine."
"Yeah, I'll be out in a minute," Rory said as she grabbed her jacket. *At the very least, it will take my mind off Tristan.
Lorelai soon broke the silence engulfing them as they walked to Luke's. "You still thinking about him?"
"Yes," Rory admitted reluctantly. "I don't understand him."
"What is there not to understand? The guy's crazy for you Rory."
"I guess," Rory said noncommitedly. "But how can I be sure? The last thing I need right now is a broken heart."
"Tristan has the capability to break your heart?" Lorelai asked surprised.
"No, not yet. But he has the potential to. And that scares me. If we continue with this whole dating thing long enough,
I'm afraid I won't be able to stop myself from caring. Or worse."
"You know, love isn't supposed to be a bad thing. Scary, sure. Mind-blowing, yes. Beautiful, wonderful, exciting, and
amazing. It's all of these things. But I don't think bad is on the list."
"Well, it should be added," Rory said moodily. "Because the only thing that could come from developing feelings for Tristan
DuGrey is pain and heartache."
"Whoa, aren't you selling Tristan a little short? What makes you think he's gonna cause you 'pain and heartache'?" Lorelai
asked.
"Can we not talk about this right now?" Rory replied. "All I want right now is a huge cup of coffee."
"And Tristan's hot body," Lorelai muttered.
Rory shot her a glare. "Mom!"
"Okay, okay, shutting up now."
***Later that night at the Gilmore house***
Lorelai flung open Rory's door with a flourish. "So, I was picking up the videos and candy for our movie night tonight and
I thought to myself, 'My, this would be more fun if we invited someone new along. Someone hot--preferably with great hair and
gorgeous eyes.' And so I did."
"Mom, please tell me that you didn't do what I think you did." Rory stood up, giving her mother a panicked look.
"Well, it depends, what do you think I did?" Lorelai asked impishly.
"Oh my gosh, you did," Rory moaned. "How could you do this to your own daughter?"
"I just figured you two could use some more time to get to know one another."
"You do realize that this is exactly the kind of thing that Grandma would encourage," Rory said as she lay down on her bed.
"I know," Lorelai frowned. "It was almost enough to make me forget the whole thing. Almost, but not quite."
"When is he coming?"
"He's due any minute now." *DING-DONG*
"Crap." Rory said as she dug her head underneath her pillows.
"Hey, you have to answer the door. We can't just leave him standing out there. You're not a very good hostess."
"This wasn't MY bright idea. It was yours, so YOU can answer the door," Rory's muffled voice came from underneath the pillows.
"Fine," Lorelai said leaving to answer the door.
Rory took a deep breath and left to greet their guest.
***
"Hi Tristan!" Lorelai said excitedly.
"Hey Lorelai," Tristan responded. "I stopped by Luke's and got us some coffee."
"Ooh, smart man! Did he give you the third degree?" Lorelai asked as she led him to the living room.
"Yeah, you could say that," Tristan chuckled.
"Well, you survived. That's all we can ask."
Tristan's attention was turned to Rory as she entered the room. Her simple outfit consisting of jeans and baby blue tee took
his breath away. *She's so beautiful.*
"Tristan, hi," Rory said awkwardly.
"Hey," Tristan replied with a genuine smile. *I love it when he smiles like that. Like everything's perfect in the world.*
"So," Lorelai interjected. "Tonight, we'll be watching the standard 'Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory' and after that I'm
thinking a good Julia Roberts movie would be nice. What do you two say?"
"Sounds good to me," Tristan said.
"Me too."
"Alright, let the fun and festivities begin!" Lorelai squealed.
***
Tristan and Rory were leaning against the couch, while Lorelai lay stretched out on it.
Rory studied Tristan out of the corner of her eye. *It's times like these when I think the real Tristan emerges. He's not
trying to impress anyone, or be something he's not. He's just totally and completely Tristan.*
Tristan could feel Rory studying him. His eyes were watching the movie, but his mind couldn't focus on it. All he could think
of was the beautiful girl sitting beside him. He wished with all his might that someday, somehow she could be his. He liked
to imagine that someday all his dreams would come true, but he couldn't help but have his doubts. He wasn't deserving of Rory.
He knew it and still he hoped. What else was there but hope? Nothing worth having, he decided.
Lorelai saw the way Rory was looking at Tristan. Like she wanted to open herself up to him, but she wasn't sure quite how.
Rory had never been too confident when it came to Tristan. *I just hope when the time is right and she knows what she's feeling,
she won't be afraid to tell him.*
The night drew to a close far too quickly for both Rory and Tristan although neither would admit it. When the time came to
say goodbye, they did it with a simple hug. Tristan wanted to kiss her again, but he knew the time wasn't right.
Rory couldn't help but feel a sense of loss when he left. Him being there had just felt so... right.
"So are you over being mad at me for inviting Evil Tristan?" Lorelai asked her.
"Yes. He wasn't too evil tonight."
"Nope. Just hot," Lorelai replied.
"Mom!"
"What? Just stating facts, hon."
"I would really appreciate it if you would stop referring to Tristan's hottness. It's quite disturbing."
"Oh, don't worry. I won't steal him away from you," Lorelai responded.
"That was hardly my concern," Rory said.
"I could if I wanted to."
"I don't think so..." Their voices faded away as they went to get some much needed sleep.
***
A/N: Okay, I think this chapter is a little longer than my other ones. I hope. Anyways, let me know what you think!
RATING: PG-13 [you can never be too sure]
PAIRING: Trory
SETTING: This is set after both Tristan and Rory have graduated college. Dean and Rory broke up a month after Tristan left.
Rory never kissed Jess.
SUMMARY: Tristan's parents and Rory's grandparents went to set up a marriage between Tristan and Rory for a successful
business merger.
A/N: *...* means characters are thinking.
Aaw! Thanks to all of the reviews. You make me happy. :o) I apologize for any mistakes or inconsistencies I may have
inadvertently made.
Chapter Nine
Movie Night
***Gilmore House, Monday afternoon***
Rory paced around her room. *Why did that kiss affect me so? It reminds me of our first one, except I didn't run away
crying this time. Why can't things with Tristan ever be simple and straight-forward? Why is he so complicated? Why, why, why?*
"Hey, Ror," her mom's voice broke into her musings. "Do you wanna go to Luke's? I'm in need of caffeine."
"Yeah, I'll be out in a minute," Rory said as she grabbed her jacket. *At the very least, it will take my mind off Tristan.
Lorelai soon broke the silence engulfing them as they walked to Luke's. "You still thinking about him?"
"Yes," Rory admitted reluctantly. "I don't understand him."
"What is there not to understand? The guy's crazy for you Rory."
"I guess," Rory said noncommitedly. "But how can I be sure? The last thing I need right now is a broken heart."
"Tristan has the capability to break your heart?" Lorelai asked surprised.
"No, not yet. But he has the potential to. And that scares me. If we continue with this whole dating thing long enough,
I'm afraid I won't be able to stop myself from caring. Or worse."
"You know, love isn't supposed to be a bad thing. Scary, sure. Mind-blowing, yes. Beautiful, wonderful, exciting, and
amazing. It's all of these things. But I don't think bad is on the list."
"Well, it should be added," Rory said moodily. "Because the only thing that could come from developing feelings for Tristan
DuGrey is pain and heartache."
"Whoa, aren't you selling Tristan a little short? What makes you think he's gonna cause you 'pain and heartache'?" Lorelai
asked.
"Can we not talk about this right now?" Rory replied. "All I want right now is a huge cup of coffee."
"And Tristan's hot body," Lorelai muttered.
Rory shot her a glare. "Mom!"
"Okay, okay, shutting up now."
***Later that night at the Gilmore house***
Lorelai flung open Rory's door with a flourish. "So, I was picking up the videos and candy for our movie night tonight and
I thought to myself, 'My, this would be more fun if we invited someone new along. Someone hot--preferably with great hair and
gorgeous eyes.' And so I did."
"Mom, please tell me that you didn't do what I think you did." Rory stood up, giving her mother a panicked look.
"Well, it depends, what do you think I did?" Lorelai asked impishly.
"Oh my gosh, you did," Rory moaned. "How could you do this to your own daughter?"
"I just figured you two could use some more time to get to know one another."
"You do realize that this is exactly the kind of thing that Grandma would encourage," Rory said as she lay down on her bed.
"I know," Lorelai frowned. "It was almost enough to make me forget the whole thing. Almost, but not quite."
"When is he coming?"
"He's due any minute now." *DING-DONG*
"Crap." Rory said as she dug her head underneath her pillows.
"Hey, you have to answer the door. We can't just leave him standing out there. You're not a very good hostess."
"This wasn't MY bright idea. It was yours, so YOU can answer the door," Rory's muffled voice came from underneath the pillows.
"Fine," Lorelai said leaving to answer the door.
Rory took a deep breath and left to greet their guest.
***
"Hi Tristan!" Lorelai said excitedly.
"Hey Lorelai," Tristan responded. "I stopped by Luke's and got us some coffee."
"Ooh, smart man! Did he give you the third degree?" Lorelai asked as she led him to the living room.
"Yeah, you could say that," Tristan chuckled.
"Well, you survived. That's all we can ask."
Tristan's attention was turned to Rory as she entered the room. Her simple outfit consisting of jeans and baby blue tee took
his breath away. *She's so beautiful.*
"Tristan, hi," Rory said awkwardly.
"Hey," Tristan replied with a genuine smile. *I love it when he smiles like that. Like everything's perfect in the world.*
"So," Lorelai interjected. "Tonight, we'll be watching the standard 'Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory' and after that I'm
thinking a good Julia Roberts movie would be nice. What do you two say?"
"Sounds good to me," Tristan said.
"Me too."
"Alright, let the fun and festivities begin!" Lorelai squealed.
***
Tristan and Rory were leaning against the couch, while Lorelai lay stretched out on it.
Rory studied Tristan out of the corner of her eye. *It's times like these when I think the real Tristan emerges. He's not
trying to impress anyone, or be something he's not. He's just totally and completely Tristan.*
Tristan could feel Rory studying him. His eyes were watching the movie, but his mind couldn't focus on it. All he could think
of was the beautiful girl sitting beside him. He wished with all his might that someday, somehow she could be his. He liked
to imagine that someday all his dreams would come true, but he couldn't help but have his doubts. He wasn't deserving of Rory.
He knew it and still he hoped. What else was there but hope? Nothing worth having, he decided.
Lorelai saw the way Rory was looking at Tristan. Like she wanted to open herself up to him, but she wasn't sure quite how.
Rory had never been too confident when it came to Tristan. *I just hope when the time is right and she knows what she's feeling,
she won't be afraid to tell him.*
The night drew to a close far too quickly for both Rory and Tristan although neither would admit it. When the time came to
say goodbye, they did it with a simple hug. Tristan wanted to kiss her again, but he knew the time wasn't right.
Rory couldn't help but feel a sense of loss when he left. Him being there had just felt so... right.
"So are you over being mad at me for inviting Evil Tristan?" Lorelai asked her.
"Yes. He wasn't too evil tonight."
"Nope. Just hot," Lorelai replied.
"Mom!"
"What? Just stating facts, hon."
"I would really appreciate it if you would stop referring to Tristan's hottness. It's quite disturbing."
"Oh, don't worry. I won't steal him away from you," Lorelai responded.
"That was hardly my concern," Rory said.
"I could if I wanted to."
"I don't think so..." Their voices faded away as they went to get some much needed sleep.
***
A/N: Okay, I think this chapter is a little longer than my other ones. I hope. Anyways, let me know what you think!