Author's Note: Thanks for the reviewers and like request I've type an epilogue…hope you like it!
These Summer Days
Epilogue:
Tristan and Rory had dated for almost three years until Rory in late August of her senior year in Harvard to transfer to Yale. Lorelai was pregnant. Tristan had fought with Rory over it countless times she couldn't understand Tristan's issue with it. He had then told her if she chose Yale he'd break up with her. In Rory's mind family ruled over boyfriend much to his disappointment, which was why Rory wound up at these swings alone, again. This time the snow was swirling around turning the playground into a winter wonderland. She sat wishing that Tristan hadn't given her that ultimatum between him and Lorelai. The tears splashed down her cheeks as she remembered the past two midnights that had been spent here in that exact spot. Nothing like that was going to happen tonight though. Sighing she rested her head in her hands and breathed in the smell of winter.
"Rory!" she heard someone call out her name but she ignored it. She didn't want company. She needed this night to be alone for closure to face the fact that there was no more Rory and Tristan. It was time to move on and forget about it.
"Rory," the voice repeated softer and she looked up. There was Tristan, his hands shoved in his pockets staring at her.
"You," she said softly, barely audible to her own ears but he heard her. He always had been able to.
"Me," he replied meekly glancing up from his feet as he shifted his weight awkwardly. Then Tristan sat himself on the swing next to Rory's like two years prior.
"I know it was unfair of me to force you to choose Lorelai or me. I knew you would choose Lorelai. She is your mom and your best friend, after all. But you know stupid me, right? I didn't want you to leave because truth is Rory…I want to spend the rest of my life with you," he said quietly as he got down on his knee in front of Rory's swing and before he could even form the words to ask her she had answered.
"Yes,"
You are cordially invited to the wedding of:
Lorelai Leigh Gilmore
And
Tristan Janlan DuGrey
December 25, 2007—12:00 A.M. R.S.V.P to Emily Gilmore
It had taken months to plan it out. The only thing that couldn't be planned was the weather but no one could have prayed for a better snowfall then the one that was falling.
Tristan DuGrey and after the much-debated Jess Mariano as best man stood at the end of the makeshift aisle. Tristan looked incredibly handsome in his tux that even Lorelai had joked to bad she wasn't available to marry him. Lane was the maid of honor as Rory had promised many years ago in their childhood. Paris was a close second and then Emma. After years of intensive research on Tristan's part, he had found a doctor that year that had an experimental surgery to cure people with paralysis so they could walk again. After many discussion and argument between Tristan and his parents Emma had decided for herself that she wanted it done. So there Emma was walking down the aisle and he couldn't be prouder of his older sister.
And then of course, the bride, Rory. She was beautiful. After another debate between Rory, Tristan, Lorelai and Emily Rory had decided for both Luke and Christopher to walk her down the aisle. Tristan couldn't take his eyes off of Rory she caught his gaze and blushed. It made her look even more beautiful. The mouthing of 'I love you' from both bride and groom was easy to see. They made a beautiful couple.
The minister began the ceremony that then turned it over to Tristan for him to do his vows. That had been another month's worth of debates between only Rory and Emily. Emily had wanted traditional but despite her strong convictions of going the traditional Rory had convinced Emily that it was her wedding and it was going to be done her way.
"Mary, Rory…I never thought I'd end up marrying you of all people. When we first met in sophomore year at Chilton, I'll admit that you were just a conquest, just another notch in my belt but as you rejected me more and more the harder I fell. I wouldn't admit it even to myself until we kissed. That one simple kiss changed my life forever. I know I didn't deserve that second chance or that third; especially a fourth but you gave it to me. I love you for that Rory Gilmore. I'm so glad that you're marrying me because without you I don't think I would've have made it here," Rory bit her lip to keep from crying, Tristan was wonderful…he was everything she didn't deserve and everything that kept her balanced.
"You called me Mary and I hated it. No matter how many protests I made you always called me Mary. At first I hated all your jokes, innuendos, everything made me want to kill you. But then the banter sessions became us, how to define our relationship. The night you kissed me I was so upset over my first break-up to notice the sparks that flew. So when you left I thought I'd never see you again but in August of 2003 there you were singing, it was the best summer I had ever had in a really long time. That ended quickly and we were both headed to Harvard. The next time I saw you were at my Grandparent's Christmas party with some girl. I showed up here at midnight and you swept me off my feet. Almost three years later we broke up due to me transferring to Yale. Yet on Christmas Eve came back here, so did you. You asked me you marry you, Tristan and here we are getting married. I love you so much that I'm afraid if I lose you one more time I won't be able to get over it. Thank you for choosing me to fall in love with," tears were rolling down Rory's cheeks now and Tristan was finding it hard to stay together as well. The rest of the ceremony went by in a haze. He barely heard 'You may now kiss the bride'. It was a short, sweet kiss and when he pulled away Rory grabbed his chin, and guided his mouth to her. Causing the audience to laugh. A minute or two later, Lorelai began yelling. "Bible Boy! Off my daughter!" Rory giggled as she pulled away from his mouth but he still held her close.
"Tristan?" she whispered urgently.
"Mary," Tristan responded looking down at her. "I'm pregnant," it was the perfect ending to the wedding and a perfect beginning for Mr. And Mrs. Tristan DuGrey. If they hadn't spent that August back in 2003, they wouldn't be the newly wedded couple but as they say fate works in mysterious ways.
The Harvard Post- 12/26/06Fate by Emma DuGrey
After four generations of Gilmore-DuGrey romances the fifth finally got it right. As of midnight on Christmas Rory Gilmore and Tristan DuGrey not only got married—but are expecting as well. The weird thing is if any of the other generations had married neither Rory nor Tristan would cease to exist, as would I. So the Gilmore-DuGrey love stories have come to a final rest, the couple is happy as could be. If only Katie Gilmore could see us now.
For my brother and new sister-in-law, the best of luck to both!
All my love,
Emma.
THE REAL END!
A/N: Yep! That's all thank you me ever faithful reviewers as always they made me mostly happy. THANK YOU!! As for a sequel…right now I have neither the time nor energy to write a sequel. I have about three stories sitting here waiting for me to type, plus I'm planning on working on all of my incomplete. Sorry….but that's all folks!