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AN:: this story really has no more to do with Haley and her daughter..I mean, they are still in it and all, but it has turned more into a trory fic! Lol 3 Abby
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"Morning." Tristan said entering the kitchen. Rory was sitting on the counter pouring herself a cup of coffee.
"Morning. Coffee?"
"Sure." He took a sip. "Pretty early, don't you think?"
"Yeah." Rory said, glancing at the clock, which read 6:45. "Couldn't sleep any longer."
"Me either." He walked towards the bag of bagels on the counter next to Rory. She shifted hastily and he looked at her with confused amusement.
"I just wanted to get out of your way." She said quickly.
"You're not in my way, but thanks anyway." He said with a smile.
She gave him a tight lipped grin.
She grabbed a bagel for herself while his was toasting, and together they ate them. Rory chewed slowly, lost in thought, and ended up kind of gnawing on her bagel.
Rory slid off the counter and turned towards the refrigerator, bumping straight into Tristan. She inhaled sharply and got a whiff of his evergreen scent. She looked up just as his lips came down on hers. She kissed back and felt what must have been an explosion of 4th of July fireworks between their lips..that is, until she came to her senses and turned away.
"Oh my god.oh my god!" Rory whispered. Her voice got louder with each word.
Just then, a heavy lidded Emma stumbled to the coffee maker. Sleepy people started trickling into the kitchen for coffee and food. Rory and Tristan headed off in different directions and didn't have to speak to each other for the rest of breakfast.
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"You did WHAT?" Lorelai screeched.
"Mom, be quiet!" Rory said, grabbing her mother's arm. Lorelai, Lane, Paris, and Rory were gathered in the large bathroom at the end of the hall that all the women shared.
"Rory, you KISSED him?" Lane said.
"NO!"
"Then what?" Paris asked, confused.
"He.he kissed ME." Rory said.
"Ror, what does this mean? I mean do you want to be with him or was it just with the moment?" Lorelai asked.
"I don't know..I mean, I always kind of felt something different for Tristan..but I mean with Michael, Mom.it was just SO AWESOME to be with him."
"Oh Rory, you can't compare every relationship you ever have to Michael. He was your first TRUE love. The first guy you were ever "with". He was special. I mean, when I was with Christopher..it was just a wonderful thing.nothing can ever compare to your first.love, partner, you know. But I am SO HAPPY with Luke. You've got to follow your heart, kid." Lorelai said, slipping an arm around her daughter's shoulders.
"What did it feel like the first time you kissed Luke, Mom. And Jess and Dave, you guys. What told you that he was the one."
"When I kissed Dave, it was just magic..you just know sweetie. You just know." Lane said.
"You're not betraying Michael, baby, by falling in love again." Lorelai said.
Rory cried into her mom's shoulder.
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Rory rode to the top of the lift alone and got off on an advanced slope. She had lots of skiing experience, but had been on bunny slopes all day with Abby, Amy, Jamie, Elizabeth, Chris, Caitlyn, and Cordy, along with all the parents involved, so she hadn't been on an advanced slope for about a year. She was confident, though. She adjusted her pink goggles and tugged on her light blue parka. She glanced at the slope and realized since it was getting late, nearly 10 pm, she pretty much had the slope to herself. She saw a few skiers near the bottom, and one lone skier zig-zagging lazily across near the top of the slope.
She lifted her poles and with confidence took off. She criss-crossed quickly back and forth and soon passed the Lone Skier. She was turning when something happened and she soon found herself tumbling headfirst down the hill in the dark. She only rolled a few times before she stopped in a very awkward position. She shifted and felt a tearing pain up her right leg, which was bent behind her and still attached to the ski.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she looked around and saw no one on the slope. Except..the Lone Skier was skiing masterfully toward her. He stopped a few feet away, took off his skis, and ran toward her.
"Please.help me. My leg.I don't know what I did." Rory said, tears streaming down her cheeks. She lifted her goggles because they were fogging up.
"Don't worry about it, Mary. You'll be fine." Tristan removed his goggled and stooped next to her.
Rory burst into tears. She flung her arms around him. He held her for a few seconds and then pulled back and looked into her eyes. But that didn't last long, because soon Rory had her lips on his.
He kissed back for a while, and then realized the scenario. He pulled away.
Her hurt eyes looked up at him.
"Oh, believe me I wanted to continue that, but we are on a mountain at night and you just broke your leg I bet. We need to get you off the mountain." He said, determined.
*5 minutes later*
Tristan had formulated a plan. He headed to the side of the slope where it was easier to get down. He moved Rory over there, leaving both pairs of skis where they were.
Now, he picked up Rory and VERY VERY cautiously walked down the slope. At some points he had to slide on his butt because it was too steep.
Finally, they reached the bottom. Lorelai, Luke, and Paris were sitting on a bench, obviously waiting for Tristan and Rory.
"TRISTAN!" Lorelai screamed. She ran over to him.
"OH MY GOD WHAT HAPPENED!" Lane yelled at him.
"She fell. I was up there. I brought her down. Now, she needs a doctor." Somewhere on their travels down the slope, Rory had passed out from the pain.
"Is she ok?" Lane said, looking at the pale, unmoving face.
"Yeah.she just fainted." He said.
Just then a ski patrol guy pulled up on his snow mobile. They got Rory situated on the back stretcher. Two more patrollers had shown up, and Luke, Lorelai, and Lane were already settled on their snow mobiles. Tristan squatted next to the stretcher and Rory's eyes fluttered.
"Rory?" He grasped her hand.
"I love you Tristan."
"I love you too."
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END!!! YOU LIKE????!!!!???
AN:: this story really has no more to do with Haley and her daughter..I mean, they are still in it and all, but it has turned more into a trory fic! Lol 3 Abby
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"Morning." Tristan said entering the kitchen. Rory was sitting on the counter pouring herself a cup of coffee.
"Morning. Coffee?"
"Sure." He took a sip. "Pretty early, don't you think?"
"Yeah." Rory said, glancing at the clock, which read 6:45. "Couldn't sleep any longer."
"Me either." He walked towards the bag of bagels on the counter next to Rory. She shifted hastily and he looked at her with confused amusement.
"I just wanted to get out of your way." She said quickly.
"You're not in my way, but thanks anyway." He said with a smile.
She gave him a tight lipped grin.
She grabbed a bagel for herself while his was toasting, and together they ate them. Rory chewed slowly, lost in thought, and ended up kind of gnawing on her bagel.
Rory slid off the counter and turned towards the refrigerator, bumping straight into Tristan. She inhaled sharply and got a whiff of his evergreen scent. She looked up just as his lips came down on hers. She kissed back and felt what must have been an explosion of 4th of July fireworks between their lips..that is, until she came to her senses and turned away.
"Oh my god.oh my god!" Rory whispered. Her voice got louder with each word.
Just then, a heavy lidded Emma stumbled to the coffee maker. Sleepy people started trickling into the kitchen for coffee and food. Rory and Tristan headed off in different directions and didn't have to speak to each other for the rest of breakfast.
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"You did WHAT?" Lorelai screeched.
"Mom, be quiet!" Rory said, grabbing her mother's arm. Lorelai, Lane, Paris, and Rory were gathered in the large bathroom at the end of the hall that all the women shared.
"Rory, you KISSED him?" Lane said.
"NO!"
"Then what?" Paris asked, confused.
"He.he kissed ME." Rory said.
"Ror, what does this mean? I mean do you want to be with him or was it just with the moment?" Lorelai asked.
"I don't know..I mean, I always kind of felt something different for Tristan..but I mean with Michael, Mom.it was just SO AWESOME to be with him."
"Oh Rory, you can't compare every relationship you ever have to Michael. He was your first TRUE love. The first guy you were ever "with". He was special. I mean, when I was with Christopher..it was just a wonderful thing.nothing can ever compare to your first.love, partner, you know. But I am SO HAPPY with Luke. You've got to follow your heart, kid." Lorelai said, slipping an arm around her daughter's shoulders.
"What did it feel like the first time you kissed Luke, Mom. And Jess and Dave, you guys. What told you that he was the one."
"When I kissed Dave, it was just magic..you just know sweetie. You just know." Lane said.
"You're not betraying Michael, baby, by falling in love again." Lorelai said.
Rory cried into her mom's shoulder.
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Rory rode to the top of the lift alone and got off on an advanced slope. She had lots of skiing experience, but had been on bunny slopes all day with Abby, Amy, Jamie, Elizabeth, Chris, Caitlyn, and Cordy, along with all the parents involved, so she hadn't been on an advanced slope for about a year. She was confident, though. She adjusted her pink goggles and tugged on her light blue parka. She glanced at the slope and realized since it was getting late, nearly 10 pm, she pretty much had the slope to herself. She saw a few skiers near the bottom, and one lone skier zig-zagging lazily across near the top of the slope.
She lifted her poles and with confidence took off. She criss-crossed quickly back and forth and soon passed the Lone Skier. She was turning when something happened and she soon found herself tumbling headfirst down the hill in the dark. She only rolled a few times before she stopped in a very awkward position. She shifted and felt a tearing pain up her right leg, which was bent behind her and still attached to the ski.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she looked around and saw no one on the slope. Except..the Lone Skier was skiing masterfully toward her. He stopped a few feet away, took off his skis, and ran toward her.
"Please.help me. My leg.I don't know what I did." Rory said, tears streaming down her cheeks. She lifted her goggles because they were fogging up.
"Don't worry about it, Mary. You'll be fine." Tristan removed his goggled and stooped next to her.
Rory burst into tears. She flung her arms around him. He held her for a few seconds and then pulled back and looked into her eyes. But that didn't last long, because soon Rory had her lips on his.
He kissed back for a while, and then realized the scenario. He pulled away.
Her hurt eyes looked up at him.
"Oh, believe me I wanted to continue that, but we are on a mountain at night and you just broke your leg I bet. We need to get you off the mountain." He said, determined.
*5 minutes later*
Tristan had formulated a plan. He headed to the side of the slope where it was easier to get down. He moved Rory over there, leaving both pairs of skis where they were.
Now, he picked up Rory and VERY VERY cautiously walked down the slope. At some points he had to slide on his butt because it was too steep.
Finally, they reached the bottom. Lorelai, Luke, and Paris were sitting on a bench, obviously waiting for Tristan and Rory.
"TRISTAN!" Lorelai screamed. She ran over to him.
"OH MY GOD WHAT HAPPENED!" Lane yelled at him.
"She fell. I was up there. I brought her down. Now, she needs a doctor." Somewhere on their travels down the slope, Rory had passed out from the pain.
"Is she ok?" Lane said, looking at the pale, unmoving face.
"Yeah.she just fainted." He said.
Just then a ski patrol guy pulled up on his snow mobile. They got Rory situated on the back stretcher. Two more patrollers had shown up, and Luke, Lorelai, and Lane were already settled on their snow mobiles. Tristan squatted next to the stretcher and Rory's eyes fluttered.
"Rory?" He grasped her hand.
"I love you Tristan."
"I love you too."
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END!!! YOU LIKE????!!!!???