After the episode with Mr. Richards, Rory had become more jumpy. It had
been two weeks, and they had told Patty about it, saying that Jess had been
the big hero and rushed to the rescue. Patty thought that that was
great?her husband had saved their lawyer. She was really protective of Rory
after that, being careful not to let her speak with Mr. Richards. Rory
didn't mind, she didn't really feel like speaking with the crazy person.
The worst thing to come out of this was that Rubin, having been made aware
of what had happened, wouldn't let Rory out of his site. He almost wouldn't
let her go to work, until Paris insisted that she would keep her eye on
her. Since Rubin had been so watchful, Rory hadn't been able to see Jess
alone since that night. When Paris and Rory arrived at the office, they
unlocked the door, and found a dozen roses addressed to Rory.
"Awww?" Paris exclaimed, "Rubin is so sweet." Rory picked up the flowers and looked for a name.
"They're not from Rubin?" Rory told her, putting them on the desk. Paris raised an eyebrow.
"Oh?" She asked, seeming not very surprised, "Whoever could they be from?" Rory looked at her shoes.
"Jess." Rory answered, looking really guilty. Paris got a smug look on her face.
"A Ha! I knew it!" She exclaimed, "Rory, you little slut!" Rory hit her on the arm.
"Ow, I was only joking!" Paris said, rubbing her arm. Rory slunk down in her office chair and sighed.
"I know you were. It's just that?I feel like its true." Paris frowned.
"Rory, you know it's not true. You love Jess; always have, always will. It's not your fault. And yah, it's unfortunate for Rubin, but how are you supposed to help it?" Paris told her, before going into her own office. Rory and Paris both had a lot of casework that day, and got down to work. A little after noon, Paris came into Rory's office.
"Rory, I need your help. I have a million things to do, and I totally forgot about lunch with Tristan. Can you go?" She asked, out of breath. Rory thought about it. She did have a lot to do, but she needed to get out.
"Sure I'll go." She decided. Paris smiled.
"Thanks. I owe you one. You're meeting him at Café Seven in twenty minutes." She told her. When Rory arrived at the restaurant, Tristan was already there.
"Hey, Mary." He greeted her, standing up to give her a hug.
"Stop it," She told him with a smile, "You know I hate that." Rory sat at the table beside him.
"So how was military school?" She asked, while they ordered coffee. Tristan shrugged.
"You know, the usual. Marching, discipline?nothing I couldn't handle." He told her. Rory laughed.
"Wow?you and discipline. Not usually two things that people would associate." Tristan smiled.
"Oh, I don't like to brag, but no one can break me. Not even some highly prestigious New York military school. There were all these annoying little prep school brats that thought they were bad-asses." He said in an offhand manner. Rory grinned.
"Sort of sounds like someone I know?" She teased, sipping her drink.
"Please, Mary. Give me more credit than that," He said, raising an eyebrow, "These kids were really annoying. Me and Jess always rolled our eyes at their incompetence." The word Jess caught her ear. Jess. New York. Military school?.Luke had sent Jess to a military school in New York. "Jess who?" She interrupted Tristan. He looked curiously at her.
"Jess Mariano. He was only there for about three months, but we were roommates." Tristan said, "Why?"
"I know him. Really well, actually. He's a?friend of mine." Rory told him. Tristan smiled.
"A 'friend', huh? Hmmm?Wow, Rory. You deserve more credit than I give you." He said, coyly, leaning in across the table. "Why's that?" Rory asked, annoyed.
"Because the Jess I knew would have had you upside down and halfway to happy land within three minutes of meeting you. That's just the affect he had on women. I was always jealous." Tristan finished with a grin, "So, tell me the truth. You slept with him, didn't you." The blush on Rory's face was enough for Tristan.
"I knew it." He declared, "I'd congratulate him right now for deflowering Star's Hollow's resident Mary if I knew where he was. I'd like to see him, now that we're both out."
"63 Alban Street, apartment 6." Rory told him.
"You know where he lives? Do you still talk to him much?" Tristan asked.
"All the time?I'm his and his wife's lawyer." Rory informed him. Tristan laughed.
"Wow," he commented, shaking his head, "I'm going to need some time to digest this. Jess Mariano has a wife. Rory "Mary" Gilmore is a mistress in an affair. This should be a bad soap opera. Wow?and you think you know a person. Well, Ok, actually I didn't ever know you very well. But, still, wow." Rory shrugged.
"Yah, well, I try not to think about it. Now, shall we get down to business? Let's go over this case." She said, and they started to discuss it. About fifteen minutes into it, Tristan stopped.
"Wait a minute." He said, looking up from their papers.
"What?" Rory asked.
"You have a boyfriend. Paris told me. I don't remember what his name was, but it wasn't Jess?"
"Rubin." Rory said, looking guiltily into her lap.
"That's who it was," Tristan said, "Now, what does he think of your affair? I bet he doesn't know."
"Well, what kind of mistress would I be if I told my boy friend." Rory told him, smiling.
"Good point. I wonder what he'd think of Jess." Tristan said, smiling.
'Actually, he likes him," Rory told him, "They're kinda friends." Tristan just shook his head.
"What is this world coming to." He commented.
"I don't know." Rory said with a sigh, "And I don't know what I'm doing. It's horrible, and it's a mess, and you're the only one I've told, so don't tell anyone."
"I won't, Rory."
"Tristan, do you think I'm a slut?" She asked quietly, picking up her coffee. Tristan looked at her sympathetically.
"No. I'm just a little jealous that Jess got to you first." He told her smiling. Rory laughed.
"Shut up." She said with a smile.
A/N- Yah, so this is the shortest chapter in the history of, well?ever. It was going to be long, but I had to put up something cuz it was driving me and everyone else crazy. And for those of you who are wondering, there is nothing that is going to happen between Tristan and Rory?just friends. Thanks.
Lisden.
"Awww?" Paris exclaimed, "Rubin is so sweet." Rory picked up the flowers and looked for a name.
"They're not from Rubin?" Rory told her, putting them on the desk. Paris raised an eyebrow.
"Oh?" She asked, seeming not very surprised, "Whoever could they be from?" Rory looked at her shoes.
"Jess." Rory answered, looking really guilty. Paris got a smug look on her face.
"A Ha! I knew it!" She exclaimed, "Rory, you little slut!" Rory hit her on the arm.
"Ow, I was only joking!" Paris said, rubbing her arm. Rory slunk down in her office chair and sighed.
"I know you were. It's just that?I feel like its true." Paris frowned.
"Rory, you know it's not true. You love Jess; always have, always will. It's not your fault. And yah, it's unfortunate for Rubin, but how are you supposed to help it?" Paris told her, before going into her own office. Rory and Paris both had a lot of casework that day, and got down to work. A little after noon, Paris came into Rory's office.
"Rory, I need your help. I have a million things to do, and I totally forgot about lunch with Tristan. Can you go?" She asked, out of breath. Rory thought about it. She did have a lot to do, but she needed to get out.
"Sure I'll go." She decided. Paris smiled.
"Thanks. I owe you one. You're meeting him at Café Seven in twenty minutes." She told her. When Rory arrived at the restaurant, Tristan was already there.
"Hey, Mary." He greeted her, standing up to give her a hug.
"Stop it," She told him with a smile, "You know I hate that." Rory sat at the table beside him.
"So how was military school?" She asked, while they ordered coffee. Tristan shrugged.
"You know, the usual. Marching, discipline?nothing I couldn't handle." He told her. Rory laughed.
"Wow?you and discipline. Not usually two things that people would associate." Tristan smiled.
"Oh, I don't like to brag, but no one can break me. Not even some highly prestigious New York military school. There were all these annoying little prep school brats that thought they were bad-asses." He said in an offhand manner. Rory grinned.
"Sort of sounds like someone I know?" She teased, sipping her drink.
"Please, Mary. Give me more credit than that," He said, raising an eyebrow, "These kids were really annoying. Me and Jess always rolled our eyes at their incompetence." The word Jess caught her ear. Jess. New York. Military school?.Luke had sent Jess to a military school in New York. "Jess who?" She interrupted Tristan. He looked curiously at her.
"Jess Mariano. He was only there for about three months, but we were roommates." Tristan said, "Why?"
"I know him. Really well, actually. He's a?friend of mine." Rory told him. Tristan smiled.
"A 'friend', huh? Hmmm?Wow, Rory. You deserve more credit than I give you." He said, coyly, leaning in across the table. "Why's that?" Rory asked, annoyed.
"Because the Jess I knew would have had you upside down and halfway to happy land within three minutes of meeting you. That's just the affect he had on women. I was always jealous." Tristan finished with a grin, "So, tell me the truth. You slept with him, didn't you." The blush on Rory's face was enough for Tristan.
"I knew it." He declared, "I'd congratulate him right now for deflowering Star's Hollow's resident Mary if I knew where he was. I'd like to see him, now that we're both out."
"63 Alban Street, apartment 6." Rory told him.
"You know where he lives? Do you still talk to him much?" Tristan asked.
"All the time?I'm his and his wife's lawyer." Rory informed him. Tristan laughed.
"Wow," he commented, shaking his head, "I'm going to need some time to digest this. Jess Mariano has a wife. Rory "Mary" Gilmore is a mistress in an affair. This should be a bad soap opera. Wow?and you think you know a person. Well, Ok, actually I didn't ever know you very well. But, still, wow." Rory shrugged.
"Yah, well, I try not to think about it. Now, shall we get down to business? Let's go over this case." She said, and they started to discuss it. About fifteen minutes into it, Tristan stopped.
"Wait a minute." He said, looking up from their papers.
"What?" Rory asked.
"You have a boyfriend. Paris told me. I don't remember what his name was, but it wasn't Jess?"
"Rubin." Rory said, looking guiltily into her lap.
"That's who it was," Tristan said, "Now, what does he think of your affair? I bet he doesn't know."
"Well, what kind of mistress would I be if I told my boy friend." Rory told him, smiling.
"Good point. I wonder what he'd think of Jess." Tristan said, smiling.
'Actually, he likes him," Rory told him, "They're kinda friends." Tristan just shook his head.
"What is this world coming to." He commented.
"I don't know." Rory said with a sigh, "And I don't know what I'm doing. It's horrible, and it's a mess, and you're the only one I've told, so don't tell anyone."
"I won't, Rory."
"Tristan, do you think I'm a slut?" She asked quietly, picking up her coffee. Tristan looked at her sympathetically.
"No. I'm just a little jealous that Jess got to you first." He told her smiling. Rory laughed.
"Shut up." She said with a smile.
A/N- Yah, so this is the shortest chapter in the history of, well?ever. It was going to be long, but I had to put up something cuz it was driving me and everyone else crazy. And for those of you who are wondering, there is nothing that is going to happen between Tristan and Rory?just friends. Thanks.
Lisden.
