disclaimer: I don't own GG.
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The Trouble With Kids
Chapter 8: Cat fight! 'Xept this time it ain't the girls throwin' punches!
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[Waiting area of Tavern on the Green]
Tristan stared at the two
people standing in front of him. Haley stared at him evilly and Rory just
sighed. Tristan on the other hand chuckled.
"You know Mary, we really
should stop meeting like this. Some people might think we actually planned
this. Ooh, and look Mary's found a
little lamb to prance after her." Tristan said icily. Rory looked shocked at
more of his innuendo and turned away.
"Mary? Okay you guys really
got me…" Sean said and sighed in defeat.
"Well you see Joseph here couldn't learn my name in
High School, because his over-sized ego left no room for brain space." Rory
answered then turning to the woman who was looking over the reservation book
she put on a sugary smile and asked,
"How long will our table be?"
"Another 5 minutes Ms.
Gilmore."
"Ugh, I'm hungry."
"Haley, I thought you were
well-known in this town, obviously not. Hello Lucy, darling, do you think you
could get my table set up in a sec? Make it for two I have to meet a client."
Tristan said smiling at the petite brunette.
"Right away
Mr. DuGrey." Lucy answered and hurried to set up Tristan's personal
table.
"Show off." Sean muttered
under his breath and Tristan smirked when he heard him.
"What was that Counselor
Haley?" Tristan asked.
"Fuck off DuGrey." Haley
answered his fists balled.
"You should watch your
language Haley, in court that could get you in a lot of trouble. And you don't
want to pick a fight with me you might injure that surgically enhanced face of
yours. I don't think your girlfriends would appreciate that, 'specially this one here."
"I should punch your lights
out you arrogant little piece of shit."
"I'd like to see you try."
"Don't make me DuGrey…"
"Are you chicken Haley? 'Fraid that I
might actually cause you some major damage?" Tristan taunted.
"Son of a bitch…"
"Well Rory, Haley I'd love to
just sit here and continue this lovely little chat with you. But I think you
two 'lovebirds' need to get to know
each other. And my favorite client is here, right on time." Tristan said. Rory
turned around curious to know whom Tristan was talking about.
"Lane???" Rory took a step
back and tried to process the situation but she ended up leaning into Sean for
support.
"Rory!
Tristan didn't say you would be here, last time I heard you guys weren't even
considering getting back together. It's nice to see some marriages work out. But who's the other blondie?" Lane
obliviously stated.
"Uh, Lane, me and Tristan are not here together. And the blondie is
Sean Haley. Sean, meet my best friend Lane. And exactly why is Tristan your lawyer?" Rory countered, but Lucy showed up and
said,
"Mr. DuGrey, Mr. Haley your
tables are ready."
"Thank you Lucy, um, do you
mind showing me my table, I think Lane and Rory have some catching up to do."
Tristan answered.
"Thank you Tristan!" And with
that Lane dragged Rory off to the bathroom.
"Mr. DuGrey, Mr. Haley both if
both of you could come with me, your tables are in close proximity to each
other." Lucy said and both men followed her leering at each other.
When Lucy had said close
proximity, Tristan hadn't thought that they'd get tables right next to each
other. Tristan stared at Haley through the corner of his eye as he removed some
papers from his suitcase. He was obviously still flustered from their little
verbal duel a while ago; Tristan had definitely thrown the right punches
because Haley had been so close to throwing a punch. But, Tristan hadn't had
enough; he wanted to see how much he could make Haley squirm.
"So Haley, I definitely hit a
nerve down there, which one was it? The plastic surgery, the false masochism…"
"What the hell is your problem
DuGrey? Are you ticked off that I am dating your ex? She is quite a pretty thing. Maybe it'll last longer than
a week, but I'd just love to see the look on your face when I get rid of her."
Tristan could feel his anger
rising. "Don't you dare hurt Rory, Haley. I don't care what you do to me, but if you so much as
make a single tear drop I will hunt you down and kick your sorry ass."
"Ooh, DuGrey still hasn't gotten over his ex-wife."
"I'm dead serious Haley. You
hurt her in any way and I'll have make sure you lose
your license to practice in every single one of the 50 states. You have no idea
who you're screwing around with."
"Touchy subject, eh DuGrey.
Wouldn't it be the icing on the cake if I actually fell for Lorelai, and she
fell for me? What a kicker, and your kids? I'd probably marry Lorelai and then
file for complete custody of them." Haley said smugly and relaxed in his seat.
His smug expression was wiped off his face when Tristan ignored the comment
ordered a drink and continued to go through his papers. 'Ha!' Tristan thought. 'He
doesn't seemed so satisfied when I totally ignore him.'
Tristan had learned his lesson with Rory's boyfriends. Him
and Dean had gotten into a fist-fight once, and after Rory had broken it up she
had slapped both of them and refused to talk to either for a week.
Meanwhile in the ladies'
bathroom Rory and Lane were having a very different talk. They were both seated
in the little powdering room that adjoined the bathroom, sitting across from
each other in comfortable armchairs.
"Lane, why is Tristan your
lawyer? You're not in any kind of trouble are you?" Rory asked concerned.
"Of course not, Ror! It's just
that Henry and me…well I'm filing for legal separation." Lane admitted, and
Rory sat there stunned.
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