Yo! Well, I promised longer chapters, so lets hope this works. This is the
first time I've written a chapter on paper (for my GG fics anyway), so I
dont know how long it'll be translated to the computer. (In reality its 6
pages, front and back.).. Umm.. thanks a ton for all the lovely reviews you
guys leave me everyday. And I know this story doesn't suck, whoever said
I shouldnt think that, but I've also told you guys Im my own worst critic,
so in my mind, everything i write sucks ;) Anyways.. Im trying really really
hard to write more so I have backup chapters written when I start school
again Monday (ewww), but no promises. :) K. Here's chapter 8.
"Dont Say You Love Me"
Chapter 08
"We are so lost," Lorelai whined as she pulled up to a closed rest station. The foursome had been on the road for a solid two hours, and thanks to Lorelai's refusal to use a map, claiming she knew the way, they were now completely lost.
"You think?" Rory said, a little irritated after being cooped up in the car for so long. "We're in Massachusetts for God's sake."
"Fighting isn't going to make us any more un-lost," Luke reminded them.
Tristan smirked at that. It was obvious the Gilmore way of speaking was rubbing off on him. "Luke's right. Lets just find someplace where we can get a map and we'll be on our way."
Rory sighed in relief as she jumped out of the jeep to stretch her legs. "That thing is evil," She declared, giving the vehicle a menacing glare.
"That would be the best plan," Lorelai started, still sitting in the drivers seat. "If we had enough gas to get anywhere."
There was a collective gasp as the other three turned to stare at Lorelai, who emitted a "dont-look-at-me-I'm-innocent" squeak.
"We're out of gas?" Luke exclaimed, marching over to where she sat. Sure enough the gas meter was on E. "Why didn't you stop?"
"We still had three fourths of a tank when we passed the last gas station. How was I supposed to know there wouldn't be anymore for the next three hundred miles?" Lorelai said defensively.
"There probably would have been if you would've let us bring the map like I wanted in the first place," Luke argued back.
"Would you two chill out?" Rory jumped in. "This isn't going to get us anywhere. Its not like we're stuck in the twilight zone, I'm sure theres a gas station or a town or something around here somewhere. I say we start walking."
"I'm with her," Tristan spoke up.
"We can't just leave the jeep," Lorelai pointed out. "The locks don't work. So unless you want all your stuff stolen, someone's gotta stay here."
Rory frowned. "Maybe..."
"Rory and I will go. You two stay with the jeep," Tristan offered, glancing at Rory for her approval. When she nodded, he turned back to Luke and Lorelai.
"I dont know..." Lorelai said, a little reluctant about sending her only child out into unknown territory alone. Well, almost alone.
"We'll be okay, Mom. Its our only choice really," Rory assured her.
"You'll make sure nothing happens to her?" Luke demanded of Tristan, who nodded.
"I'll protect her with my life."
Lorelai glanced between the two and finally gave her consent. "Okay, you guys go. But if anything happens to my daughter, your ass is grass, clear?"
"Perfectly. Guess its a good thing I brought these, huh?" Tristan replied, taking the flashlights Rory had dug out of the car. "Ready?"
"Hold on," came Rory's muffled voice. A few seconds later she came around to the front of the jeep, her coat draped over one arm and his sweatshirt over there other. "Ready."
"You two be careful," Lorelai begged, impulsively hugging them both.
"We'll be fine. We'll see you soon," Rory said, hugging her back. And with one of Tristans arms slung carelessly over her shoulders, the two set out.
"Don't do anything I wouldnt do!" Lorelai called.
******
"Watch out," Tristan warned twenty minutes later. "It drops down. Be careful."
Rory, beating some tree branches out ofher way, nearly fell into the drop he had spoken of, but a pair of strong arms circled her waist and pulled her up before something bad happened. "Thanks."
"Welcome," Tristan replied. "I guess you weren't kidding when you said you weren't a very outdorsy person."
Rory giggled. "Told you."
"I think maybe we should get back up to the highway. The woods can't be too safe at night," Tristan said, stopping to pull his sweatshirt over his head. The night was cool, despite it being July.
"Sounds good to me. I definately prefer nice flat pavement over who knows what we're walking on here," Rory agreed.
Chuckling, Tristan took her arm and led her up to the deserted highway. Glancing in both directions, he sighed. "How far do you think?"
Rory too, glanced around. "The way things have gone tonight, twenty miles. If Mr. God takes pity on us, maybe a few."
"Mr. God?" Tristan repeated, raising an eyebrow.
"You don't want to know." Rory laughed. "Shall we?"
"Might as well," Tristan said, falling in step beside her. The two walked in an amicable silence for awhile, until Rory spoke.
"Hey, I know we agreed to leave the past behind us, but can I ask you something?"
"Yeah, I guess."
Stopping, Rory turned to look at him. "Why were you such a jerk to me?"
She would ask that, Tristan thought. But he did owe her an explanation. And if he wanted to be worthy of her presence, he had to be honest. "Because I liked you," he stated softly, gazing into her questioning blue eyes.
"You make a habit of torturing those you like?" Rory asked just as softly.
"No, just you." The words tumbled out before he had the chance to think about it.
Rory opened her mouth, but then closed it again. He was being honest with her, now was not the time to make a sarcastic remark. So she just let out a quiet. "Oh."
Tristan sighed and broke their eye contact. "We should get going."
Nodding, Rory walked silently beside him. Neither said a word for at least another half hour until she could take it no longer. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked. I dont like the weirdness between us."
Tristan gave hrea sideways glance, smiling. "Don't worry about it, Mar. That was a long time ago."
"Right," Rory replied, trying to figure out why those words were eating at her heart.
******
"I feel like I'm fifteen again," Lorelai giggled, sitting up in the backseat of the jeep.
Luke groaned, sitting up as well. "Don't tell me Rory was concieved in the backseat of some car."
"No, that was the balcony," Lorelai said, flashing him a grin. "Do you think they're okay?"
"Yeah, they're both smart kids. But if that punk tries to get fresh with her -" Luke growled protectively.
Lorelai smiled at how much Luke loved Rory. "She can take care of herself, when it comes to that Lukie. She survived Harvard, didnt she? However, if you wanted to get fresh with me.."
With a loveydovey expression on his face, Luke leaned over and silenced her with his lips.
******
"You're insane."
"Blame it on my mother."
"No way. You could put an end to it if you want too."
"Nuh-uh. Its in my genes."
"Give me a break."
Rory turned to glare at Tristan, but there was an underlying sense of playfulness in her eyes. "Not until I get coffee."
"You're hopeless."
"No, I need coffee."
"And I need breast implants. Coffee isnt vital for living."
"How long have you known me? Coffee is as important as air, and in times like this, even more so." Rory argued, stopping to eye him critcally. "And you definately could use implants."
"I'll get implants the day you stop drinking that stuff."
"You're no fun."
"You started it."
"Nuh-uh."
"Yes-huh."
"Great, we're five again."
"Five year olds don't drink coffee."
"I did."
"Why am I not surprised?"
Rory stuck her tongue out at him and then sat down on the ground. "Im pooped."
Tristan sat down next to her. "Lets take five."
Sighing, Rory plucked a flower out of the ground. Twirling it in her fingers, she gazed at the man next to her. Just watching him in the moonlight made her feel.... different. "What time is it?"
"Almost one," Tristan sighed.
"Are gas stations even open this late?"
Tristan shrugged. "Lets hope so."
Rory chose not to respond to that, thrusting them into a comfortable silence. A good ten minutes passed before Tristan stood up.
"We better keep going. It cant be too much further before we hit something."
Rory yawned, accepting his offered hand to help her to her feet. "Its going to be morning before we get anywhere."
"Tired?"
"Exhausted."
Without thinking, Tristan swooped her up into his arms. "Rest."
Too tired to argue, Rory leaned her head against his shoulder and closed her eyes. Minutes later, she was asleep, leaving Tristan to his thoughts.
*****
"Hey, its time to wake up," Tristan urged, shaking Rory's form slightly.
Slowly but surely, those pools of blue opened. "Where are we?"
"Gas station. Steve here is going to take us back to the jeep." Tristan informed her with a smile.
With that, Rory took notice of the older man standing a few feet away. "Thank you," she said gratefully.
"My pleasure, miss," Steve replied, tipping his hat to her.
Turning her attention back to Tristan, Rory blushed slightly. "I'm sorry I fell asleep. I must've been heavy for you to carry."
"Nah, it wasn't too bad," Tristan shrugged. And then smirking slightly, he held up his hand. "And look what I got."
Rory's eyes went wide and she grinned. "A map!"
******
Crappy ending, yeah? Sorry about that. Did you like? Did you hate? Was it just, eh, okay? Let me know. And sorry for taking so long (well, long for me that is) for me to put this up. FF.Net hasn't been working for me very much today, acting all weird and ish. Anyway, yep. Look for more soon :)
*~* Shay *~*
Chapter 08
"We are so lost," Lorelai whined as she pulled up to a closed rest station. The foursome had been on the road for a solid two hours, and thanks to Lorelai's refusal to use a map, claiming she knew the way, they were now completely lost.
"You think?" Rory said, a little irritated after being cooped up in the car for so long. "We're in Massachusetts for God's sake."
"Fighting isn't going to make us any more un-lost," Luke reminded them.
Tristan smirked at that. It was obvious the Gilmore way of speaking was rubbing off on him. "Luke's right. Lets just find someplace where we can get a map and we'll be on our way."
Rory sighed in relief as she jumped out of the jeep to stretch her legs. "That thing is evil," She declared, giving the vehicle a menacing glare.
"That would be the best plan," Lorelai started, still sitting in the drivers seat. "If we had enough gas to get anywhere."
There was a collective gasp as the other three turned to stare at Lorelai, who emitted a "dont-look-at-me-I'm-innocent" squeak.
"We're out of gas?" Luke exclaimed, marching over to where she sat. Sure enough the gas meter was on E. "Why didn't you stop?"
"We still had three fourths of a tank when we passed the last gas station. How was I supposed to know there wouldn't be anymore for the next three hundred miles?" Lorelai said defensively.
"There probably would have been if you would've let us bring the map like I wanted in the first place," Luke argued back.
"Would you two chill out?" Rory jumped in. "This isn't going to get us anywhere. Its not like we're stuck in the twilight zone, I'm sure theres a gas station or a town or something around here somewhere. I say we start walking."
"I'm with her," Tristan spoke up.
"We can't just leave the jeep," Lorelai pointed out. "The locks don't work. So unless you want all your stuff stolen, someone's gotta stay here."
Rory frowned. "Maybe..."
"Rory and I will go. You two stay with the jeep," Tristan offered, glancing at Rory for her approval. When she nodded, he turned back to Luke and Lorelai.
"I dont know..." Lorelai said, a little reluctant about sending her only child out into unknown territory alone. Well, almost alone.
"We'll be okay, Mom. Its our only choice really," Rory assured her.
"You'll make sure nothing happens to her?" Luke demanded of Tristan, who nodded.
"I'll protect her with my life."
Lorelai glanced between the two and finally gave her consent. "Okay, you guys go. But if anything happens to my daughter, your ass is grass, clear?"
"Perfectly. Guess its a good thing I brought these, huh?" Tristan replied, taking the flashlights Rory had dug out of the car. "Ready?"
"Hold on," came Rory's muffled voice. A few seconds later she came around to the front of the jeep, her coat draped over one arm and his sweatshirt over there other. "Ready."
"You two be careful," Lorelai begged, impulsively hugging them both.
"We'll be fine. We'll see you soon," Rory said, hugging her back. And with one of Tristans arms slung carelessly over her shoulders, the two set out.
"Don't do anything I wouldnt do!" Lorelai called.
******
"Watch out," Tristan warned twenty minutes later. "It drops down. Be careful."
Rory, beating some tree branches out ofher way, nearly fell into the drop he had spoken of, but a pair of strong arms circled her waist and pulled her up before something bad happened. "Thanks."
"Welcome," Tristan replied. "I guess you weren't kidding when you said you weren't a very outdorsy person."
Rory giggled. "Told you."
"I think maybe we should get back up to the highway. The woods can't be too safe at night," Tristan said, stopping to pull his sweatshirt over his head. The night was cool, despite it being July.
"Sounds good to me. I definately prefer nice flat pavement over who knows what we're walking on here," Rory agreed.
Chuckling, Tristan took her arm and led her up to the deserted highway. Glancing in both directions, he sighed. "How far do you think?"
Rory too, glanced around. "The way things have gone tonight, twenty miles. If Mr. God takes pity on us, maybe a few."
"Mr. God?" Tristan repeated, raising an eyebrow.
"You don't want to know." Rory laughed. "Shall we?"
"Might as well," Tristan said, falling in step beside her. The two walked in an amicable silence for awhile, until Rory spoke.
"Hey, I know we agreed to leave the past behind us, but can I ask you something?"
"Yeah, I guess."
Stopping, Rory turned to look at him. "Why were you such a jerk to me?"
She would ask that, Tristan thought. But he did owe her an explanation. And if he wanted to be worthy of her presence, he had to be honest. "Because I liked you," he stated softly, gazing into her questioning blue eyes.
"You make a habit of torturing those you like?" Rory asked just as softly.
"No, just you." The words tumbled out before he had the chance to think about it.
Rory opened her mouth, but then closed it again. He was being honest with her, now was not the time to make a sarcastic remark. So she just let out a quiet. "Oh."
Tristan sighed and broke their eye contact. "We should get going."
Nodding, Rory walked silently beside him. Neither said a word for at least another half hour until she could take it no longer. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked. I dont like the weirdness between us."
Tristan gave hrea sideways glance, smiling. "Don't worry about it, Mar. That was a long time ago."
"Right," Rory replied, trying to figure out why those words were eating at her heart.
******
"I feel like I'm fifteen again," Lorelai giggled, sitting up in the backseat of the jeep.
Luke groaned, sitting up as well. "Don't tell me Rory was concieved in the backseat of some car."
"No, that was the balcony," Lorelai said, flashing him a grin. "Do you think they're okay?"
"Yeah, they're both smart kids. But if that punk tries to get fresh with her -" Luke growled protectively.
Lorelai smiled at how much Luke loved Rory. "She can take care of herself, when it comes to that Lukie. She survived Harvard, didnt she? However, if you wanted to get fresh with me.."
With a loveydovey expression on his face, Luke leaned over and silenced her with his lips.
******
"You're insane."
"Blame it on my mother."
"No way. You could put an end to it if you want too."
"Nuh-uh. Its in my genes."
"Give me a break."
Rory turned to glare at Tristan, but there was an underlying sense of playfulness in her eyes. "Not until I get coffee."
"You're hopeless."
"No, I need coffee."
"And I need breast implants. Coffee isnt vital for living."
"How long have you known me? Coffee is as important as air, and in times like this, even more so." Rory argued, stopping to eye him critcally. "And you definately could use implants."
"I'll get implants the day you stop drinking that stuff."
"You're no fun."
"You started it."
"Nuh-uh."
"Yes-huh."
"Great, we're five again."
"Five year olds don't drink coffee."
"I did."
"Why am I not surprised?"
Rory stuck her tongue out at him and then sat down on the ground. "Im pooped."
Tristan sat down next to her. "Lets take five."
Sighing, Rory plucked a flower out of the ground. Twirling it in her fingers, she gazed at the man next to her. Just watching him in the moonlight made her feel.... different. "What time is it?"
"Almost one," Tristan sighed.
"Are gas stations even open this late?"
Tristan shrugged. "Lets hope so."
Rory chose not to respond to that, thrusting them into a comfortable silence. A good ten minutes passed before Tristan stood up.
"We better keep going. It cant be too much further before we hit something."
Rory yawned, accepting his offered hand to help her to her feet. "Its going to be morning before we get anywhere."
"Tired?"
"Exhausted."
Without thinking, Tristan swooped her up into his arms. "Rest."
Too tired to argue, Rory leaned her head against his shoulder and closed her eyes. Minutes later, she was asleep, leaving Tristan to his thoughts.
*****
"Hey, its time to wake up," Tristan urged, shaking Rory's form slightly.
Slowly but surely, those pools of blue opened. "Where are we?"
"Gas station. Steve here is going to take us back to the jeep." Tristan informed her with a smile.
With that, Rory took notice of the older man standing a few feet away. "Thank you," she said gratefully.
"My pleasure, miss," Steve replied, tipping his hat to her.
Turning her attention back to Tristan, Rory blushed slightly. "I'm sorry I fell asleep. I must've been heavy for you to carry."
"Nah, it wasn't too bad," Tristan shrugged. And then smirking slightly, he held up his hand. "And look what I got."
Rory's eyes went wide and she grinned. "A map!"
******
Crappy ending, yeah? Sorry about that. Did you like? Did you hate? Was it just, eh, okay? Let me know. And sorry for taking so long (well, long for me that is) for me to put this up. FF.Net hasn't been working for me very much today, acting all weird and ish. Anyway, yep. Look for more soon :)
*~* Shay *~*