TITLE - Could This Be Love (part9)

NAME - Johanna (Joey)

E-MAIL - Jroses716@aol.com

SPOILERS - None

SUMMARY - predicted future, Rory and Tristan meet again, and they still have their problems.

RATING - PG-13

CONTENT - Some sexual content

PAIRING OR CHARACTER - Rory/Tristan, Answer to a challenge

DISCLAIMER - I don't own the characters, the WB, Amy Sherman-Palladino, and the really writers of the show own them.

Author Note: will be a few chapters. Sorry that I made Rory out to be a complete slut.

Chapter 9: The Regret

Tristan didn't mind Rory's advances but it kind of felt awkward for him. He really liked Rory. But he wasn't just attracted to her appearance; it was how she presented herself as a strong women, but not forceful. He was attracted to her mind, her soul, her kindness, and the way that she was so nice to others. Tristan liked Rory, not the cat women inside. He wants to take it as slow as Rory. But she hasn't realized it. Maybe he can snap her out of it.

"Well since we couldn't find it, I guess I should get going." Tristan said as he jumped up from the couch and moved out of the room.

"I guess so." Rory told him, as if she was disappointed. But she was kind of relieved. Her mom told about what could happen and she took care of it; even though it looked like she was scaring Tristan away. "Sorry we couldn't find it. I guess I will see you in about 4 hours." She said while looking at the clock behind him when she walked him to the door.

"4 hours? Crap I don't know how I am going to get back to sleep." Tristan was totally surprised that they had been 'looking' for 4 & ½ hours.

"I heard that the best remedy to fall to sleep is milk warmed on the stove."*Milk warmed on the stove Rory? * She thought that the small talk was getting a little weird. *What are you going to tell him next, in the courtroom, you like to take a bull by the balls to win, that's pure poetry Rory? * Rory had to get some sleep because of how strangely she was talking. She was leaning against the frame of the door, because of how tired she was.

"I think I might try that sometime. Well I'll see you later." He said before he gave Rory a sweet little peck on the lips.

"Bye Tristan, I'll see ya." Rory was in a complete daze from the kiss. She walked into her apartment slowly, shut the door and locked it behind her. From there she walked from the doorway into her bedroom, lied on her bed for a few minutes, then fell asleep.

All of a sudden when Rory was almost fast asleep, she heard a phone ring. She didn't know if it was in her dream or not. She heard something answer it so she fell back to sleep.

~~~~~Tuesday Mourning (7:00)~~~~~

Beep! Beep! Rory heard an inch or two from her head. "Shit." Rory said while waking up. Rory rolled out of bed to do what she did in the mourning. Shower, brush her teeth, get dressed and then eat breakfast.

While getting ready to eat, she noticed that she had messages. She pressed the play button. * You have 2 messages * it said. * First Message * " Hi Rory, its Lane. It's Monday night. I am at Henry's. Thought you might like to come over. But you must be busy. Ok, love ya, bye."

"That's funny." Rory said, "I don't remember the phone ringing when Tristan was over. Lane must have called when we were talking, more like screaming at each other. But she also could have called, when we were kissing." Rory said to herself in her apartment, before the second message started.

*2nd Message* "Hi Rory." It started. Rory had almost choked on her cup of coffee. "It's me, Dean. What's up? I was just calling to see if you would like to go see a movie with me tomorrow, Tuesday, night. You know the number, call me back. Thanks. Talk to you soon."

"Oh, no!?!" Rory said to herself. "Why is he doing this too me."

She then picked up the phone to call her office and tell them that she's sick today, and can't make it. After she had made that phone call, she called another person. Hoping to get a little advice with this situation.