Chapter 2: Plane Ride
The past two days had gone by quickly, and now Rory and Lorelai were standing in the Hartford airport saying their good byes.
"Ok remember to write me. Use postcards that have pretty pictures. And don't forget to call if you need anything or I you just want to say hi. I'll miss you, but I'm sure that the time will pass quickly." Lorelai sniffled and wiped away a tear that was rolling down her cheek.
"I will mom I promise. I'll miss you too."
"And remember I don't want you doing anything with Tristan that I would do."
"I don't think that you have to worry about that, and speak of the devil, here he comes now."
Sure enough Tristan was walking up to them with a small carry on bag in his hand.
"Hey Rory, Mrs. Gilmore." He greeted them.
"Excuse me, but it's Lorelai, not Mrs. Gilmore, that's my mother." Lorelai objected.
"Sorry Lorelai."
"Tristan where are your parents?" Rory asked.
"Umm, I said goodbye to them at home, it's just easier that way." He explained. In reality Tristan wasn't exactly sure where his parents were at the moment. When he talked to them last week they were in Australia, and wouldn't be coming home for awhile.
"Flight 328 to Italy is now boarding." The voice announced over the speakers.
"Well that's our flight, I'll see you in six weeks mom. I love you." Rory said giving her a hug.
"I love you too babe. Call me."
"Rory we gotta go." Tristan said gently, feeling lonely as he saw them in a tight embrace wishing he had a relationship like that with his parents.
Reluctantly both girls let go of their embrace.
"Ok bye mom." Rory said on the verge of tears.
"Bye Ror," Lorelai called.
Rory and Tristan walked silently side by side to the gate. They gave the lady their tickets and headed onto the plane. Rory took her seat by the window and a few seconds later Tristan joined her.
"I didn't know we had seats together." Rory said. She was actually glad that she would be sitting next to Tristan and not some stranger.
"Yeah and our hotel rooms and right next to each other also. I think we even have adjoining doors inside the rooms for you know late nights parties." Tristan said with a trademark smirk.
"God do you ever stop? For just one day couldn't you go without making any rude sexual comments?"
Tristan didn't respond, so Rory turned and looked out the window instead. After ten minutes or so it was time for takeoff. This was the part that Rory dreaded.
Immediately Rory tightened her grip on the arm rest as the plane went down the run way. Her face turned a ghost white color. At that moment Tristan turned to look at her.
"Hey Mary you ok?"
"Yeah I'll be ok. I just really hate takeoffs. I'll be ok once the plane is in the air, and the landing is fine too, but ever since I saw Forces of Nature and there was that seagull incident that made the plane crash, and that happens in real life too, I've seen it on the news, and.."
"Rory you're babbling." Tristan interrupted.
"Oh sorry, I learned it from my mom."
"Ok. It's going to be just fine. There's no seagulls I promise. We are going to have a perfectly safe takeoff." Tristan put his hand over Rory's that was tightly gripping the arm rest for reassurance.
Rory felt butterflies in her stomach and she was pretty sure that these ones weren't from the takeoff.
'But I don't like Tristan.' She thought. 'Then why are you having this tingly feeling? And Tristan does look good today in the kakhis and button down shirt. No what am I saying? I do not like Tristan DuGrey!'
Rory's self battle continued long enough to get her through the takeoff. By the time she looked out the window again they were safely in the air and Tristan had removed his hand from hers.
"Would you like anything to drink?" a stewardess asked.
"Do you have any coffee?" Rory grinned.
"Yes we do. Decaf or regular?"
"Regular please."
"Ok here you go. Anything for you sir?"
"No I'm good thanks. You know Mary I just don't understand your coffee obsession." Tristan said.
"What's to understand?" Rory asked taking a large sip, "Coffee is a miracle liquid, it gives me life."
"If you say so."
Most of their flight was spent in silence. At some point they both fell asleep. Rory was the first to wake up. She opened her eyes only to discover that her head was rested on Tristan's chest. She froze suddenly feeling extremely self conscious. Tristan mumbled something in his sleep and turned his heads towards Rory. She studied his face while he slept. He looked so peaceful there, it almost made her forget about all the times he had been such and asshole to her. Almost. Tristan shifted once more and then blinked a few times trying to wake up.
Tristan thought he was still dreaming when he opened his eyes and saw Rory staring at him. She looked like an angel. The nest few weeks were going to be hard for Tristan, every time he saw Rory he had to resist the urge to reach out and touch her, and now he was going to be alone with her for six whole weeks.
"Will all passengers please put on their seat belts, the plane will be lading shortly." Said an announcement.
"Looks like we were sleeping for awhile," Rory commented.
"I know, and our first class doesn't start until Friday so we have the rest of our day to nap." Tristan yawned.
"I don't know about you but I plan on seeing the sites on the weekends."
"Well I was thinking about seeing the sights of some of these Italian girls rooms on the weekends."
"Ugh how does that not surprise me." Rory groaned.
"Well you know we could always spend the weekends in the hotel bed together doing some exploring of our own." Tristan grinned.
Rory blushed slightly, but before she had a chance to say anything back, it was time to get off the plane.
The past two days had gone by quickly, and now Rory and Lorelai were standing in the Hartford airport saying their good byes.
"Ok remember to write me. Use postcards that have pretty pictures. And don't forget to call if you need anything or I you just want to say hi. I'll miss you, but I'm sure that the time will pass quickly." Lorelai sniffled and wiped away a tear that was rolling down her cheek.
"I will mom I promise. I'll miss you too."
"And remember I don't want you doing anything with Tristan that I would do."
"I don't think that you have to worry about that, and speak of the devil, here he comes now."
Sure enough Tristan was walking up to them with a small carry on bag in his hand.
"Hey Rory, Mrs. Gilmore." He greeted them.
"Excuse me, but it's Lorelai, not Mrs. Gilmore, that's my mother." Lorelai objected.
"Sorry Lorelai."
"Tristan where are your parents?" Rory asked.
"Umm, I said goodbye to them at home, it's just easier that way." He explained. In reality Tristan wasn't exactly sure where his parents were at the moment. When he talked to them last week they were in Australia, and wouldn't be coming home for awhile.
"Flight 328 to Italy is now boarding." The voice announced over the speakers.
"Well that's our flight, I'll see you in six weeks mom. I love you." Rory said giving her a hug.
"I love you too babe. Call me."
"Rory we gotta go." Tristan said gently, feeling lonely as he saw them in a tight embrace wishing he had a relationship like that with his parents.
Reluctantly both girls let go of their embrace.
"Ok bye mom." Rory said on the verge of tears.
"Bye Ror," Lorelai called.
Rory and Tristan walked silently side by side to the gate. They gave the lady their tickets and headed onto the plane. Rory took her seat by the window and a few seconds later Tristan joined her.
"I didn't know we had seats together." Rory said. She was actually glad that she would be sitting next to Tristan and not some stranger.
"Yeah and our hotel rooms and right next to each other also. I think we even have adjoining doors inside the rooms for you know late nights parties." Tristan said with a trademark smirk.
"God do you ever stop? For just one day couldn't you go without making any rude sexual comments?"
Tristan didn't respond, so Rory turned and looked out the window instead. After ten minutes or so it was time for takeoff. This was the part that Rory dreaded.
Immediately Rory tightened her grip on the arm rest as the plane went down the run way. Her face turned a ghost white color. At that moment Tristan turned to look at her.
"Hey Mary you ok?"
"Yeah I'll be ok. I just really hate takeoffs. I'll be ok once the plane is in the air, and the landing is fine too, but ever since I saw Forces of Nature and there was that seagull incident that made the plane crash, and that happens in real life too, I've seen it on the news, and.."
"Rory you're babbling." Tristan interrupted.
"Oh sorry, I learned it from my mom."
"Ok. It's going to be just fine. There's no seagulls I promise. We are going to have a perfectly safe takeoff." Tristan put his hand over Rory's that was tightly gripping the arm rest for reassurance.
Rory felt butterflies in her stomach and she was pretty sure that these ones weren't from the takeoff.
'But I don't like Tristan.' She thought. 'Then why are you having this tingly feeling? And Tristan does look good today in the kakhis and button down shirt. No what am I saying? I do not like Tristan DuGrey!'
Rory's self battle continued long enough to get her through the takeoff. By the time she looked out the window again they were safely in the air and Tristan had removed his hand from hers.
"Would you like anything to drink?" a stewardess asked.
"Do you have any coffee?" Rory grinned.
"Yes we do. Decaf or regular?"
"Regular please."
"Ok here you go. Anything for you sir?"
"No I'm good thanks. You know Mary I just don't understand your coffee obsession." Tristan said.
"What's to understand?" Rory asked taking a large sip, "Coffee is a miracle liquid, it gives me life."
"If you say so."
Most of their flight was spent in silence. At some point they both fell asleep. Rory was the first to wake up. She opened her eyes only to discover that her head was rested on Tristan's chest. She froze suddenly feeling extremely self conscious. Tristan mumbled something in his sleep and turned his heads towards Rory. She studied his face while he slept. He looked so peaceful there, it almost made her forget about all the times he had been such and asshole to her. Almost. Tristan shifted once more and then blinked a few times trying to wake up.
Tristan thought he was still dreaming when he opened his eyes and saw Rory staring at him. She looked like an angel. The nest few weeks were going to be hard for Tristan, every time he saw Rory he had to resist the urge to reach out and touch her, and now he was going to be alone with her for six whole weeks.
"Will all passengers please put on their seat belts, the plane will be lading shortly." Said an announcement.
"Looks like we were sleeping for awhile," Rory commented.
"I know, and our first class doesn't start until Friday so we have the rest of our day to nap." Tristan yawned.
"I don't know about you but I plan on seeing the sites on the weekends."
"Well I was thinking about seeing the sights of some of these Italian girls rooms on the weekends."
"Ugh how does that not surprise me." Rory groaned.
"Well you know we could always spend the weekends in the hotel bed together doing some exploring of our own." Tristan grinned.
Rory blushed slightly, but before she had a chance to say anything back, it was time to get off the plane.