A/n - don't hurt me...PLEASE. ok well schools out so I'll hopefully be able
to finish this. [hopefully, crosses fingers.] well here we go, I don't
promise much, I'm a bit rusty with this story considering I haven't worked
on it in like 3 months but I'm back [with this anyway] and raring to go. ON
WITH THE SHOW!
Chapter 12 -Fears-
Tristan walked over to his phone noticing the line was dead he went to get his cell phone. He wasn't sure what good it would do to call the house phone, considering his own phone lines were out so he decided to call Lorelei's cell.
Tristan / Lorelei Intercut
Lorelei- Hello?
Tristan- Hey Lorelei its me, Tristan
L- What can I help you with, IS RORY OK?
T- She's fine, well sort of.
L- SORT OF?
T- Physically she's perfect, but she's freaked out by the Thunder and refuses to move so I'm gonna have to wait till the storm stops to get her home. I just didn't want you to worry or anything like that.
L- Ok, good thing you called. Why don't you just drop her off in the morning, I'm sure that will make things easier on the both of you, so you don't have to stay up or anything.
T- sure that sounds great I'll have her back to you tomorrow.
L- Thanks Tris, well I'll see the two of you then. Bye
T-Bye
"Rory, you ok?" He asked the curled up girl lying on the couch.
"Been better." She replied.
"Well I called your mom, she said you should just spend the night and I'll get you back to her tomorrow morning. Is that ok with you?"
"Yeah, that's fine." A minute later. "Tristan?"
"Yes?"
"Don't leave me." She said.
"I won't, why don't we head up stairs." Just then, a crash of thunder was heard outside.
You heard a small squeak from her. "Maybe I'll just carry you." He gathered her in his arms and walked up the stairs. "Great practice for the wedding night." He mumbled to her.
"Thank you," She said looking up at him.
"Yeah, sure thing," He walked into his room and lay her down in his bed. He threw her a pair of sweats and told her to change as he walked into his bathroom. She put them on, they were extremely big on her, but it was better then sleeping in her skirt. He came back wearing plaid PJ bottoms and a wife beater.
"Looking hot," Rory said wearing Tristan's smirk.
"Thank you, thank you." He said in mock bow, he crawled into bed next to her. Pulling her in closer as he left his arm on her waist, she turned around to look at him.
"I'm sorry for making you go through all this with me."
"Baby, it's ok, I don't mind. I love you." He stroked the side of her face. "Everyone's afraid of something." He kissed her gently.
"What are you afraid of?" She asked her eyes staring dead into his.
"Uh. . .well. . ." He started, he usually didn't talk to people about these things.
"Umm. . . l'mafraidoflosingyou." He spat out quickly hoping he didn't have to repeat it.
"You're what?" she asked.
He sighed. "I'm afraid of losing you Ror. You're everything to me." He smiled at her, a cute nervous smile.
"Aww.you'll never lose me Tris, I love you to much. We Gilmore's are hard to get rid of. I'm afraid you're stuck with me for a while."
"I don't think that's a problem Mar, I wouldn't want to get rid of you anyway." He kissed her again.
"You're too sweet." She said sticking her tongue out at him.
"I know." He smirked at her. "You like it." He whispered in her ear, and then kissed her right under her ear. Heat ran down her body.
"So.so what if I do?" She stuttered out.
He attacked her mouth with his own. He nibbled lightly on her bottom lip until she let him in her mouth. Their tongues battled, danced and learned every part of the others mouth. He kissed down her neck then back up again. Rory barley recovering nibbled gently on his ear lobe. Pulling away they once again shared an immensely passionate kiss. Tristan's hand reached under Rory's shirt as he traced little circles around her belly button. He didn't go further, didn't feel a need to. They were at Rory's pace here, not his. For him a kiss from her was all he needed. His other hand was holding her head then going down to play with her hair. A long while later they lay in the bed, still fully clothed looking at each other.
"Still think your gonna lose me pretty-boy?"
"After those kind of kisses I wouldn't let you go, even if you wanted to Mary."
She gave him a quick kiss. "That's good to know, now time for sleep." She turned over. Felt his arm around her waist protectively. She snuggled closer to him. "I love you."
"I love you too."
"Good night." She muttered already half asleep with her eyes closed.
"Night Mar." He too closed his eyes. **I so could get used to this.** with his final thought he went to sleep.
At 7 the next morning Rory woke up blinking her eyes as the sun light poured in from the windows. She looked down noticing someone's arm around her waist. She looked over and saw a sleeping Tristan. Last nights events came flooding back to her. **What a way to wake up!** She thought to herself. She watched Tristan sleep, he looked so peaceful, like a little boy, untouched by the realities of the world. **It wouldn't hurt just to touch him would it?** She thought to herself. Reaching over she gently stroked his cheek, lightly ran her fingers through his hair. She out-lined his features, she barley noticed him open his eyes.
"Morning baby," He said with a grin.
"Oh, I woke you, I'm sorry." She said nervously.
"That's perfectly fine, interesting things happen when I'm up." He said with a smirk.
"Do they now?" She asked.
"Mhm that they do miss."
"I'll make sure to keep that in mind."
"You do that." He smiled leaning over and gave her a kiss.
"EWWW." She screeched.
"What, what is it?" he asked concerned.
"Morning breath DuGrey learn to use a tooth brush." She smirked at him.
"Are you suggesting that I don't brush my teeth Miss Gilmore?"
"Yes, yes I am."
"Then how do I have these amazingly perfect white teeth?" he asked grinning.
"You paid for 'em, probably get them whitened everyday."
"That hurts Mary. On to my second point, being which your breath ain't so lovely either today. So I suggest, my love that you ask me kindly to borrow a toothbrush, or you could attempt to wake the dead with that breath." He then walked into his bathroom, and a minute later you heard the tap running. Rory cupping her hand over her mouth breathed out then sniffed.
"Eww.." she muttered to herself. "TRISTAN," she yelled "May I pwease have a toofbrush?"
"Come in." He replied simply. She opened the door and walked in to see Tristan had finished brushing his teeth and was now flossing, moments later he grabbed his mouthwash and started swishing it around in his mouth. He then, mouth still full of mouth wash opened a drawer and handed her a never opened tooth brush, motioning for her to brush her teeth at the sink next to his started messing with his hair as he waited for the 30 seconds of mouth wash use to be over. Finally spitting out the mouthwash he breathed at Rory. "Minty fresh," He stated and walked back into the room.
A few minutes later Rory called out. "What do I do with the brush?"
"Put it next to mine! It's yours for when you come over." He yelled back. She came out of the bathroom and sat next to Tristan.
"I'm willing to have that morning kiss now." She said smiling like a little kid.
"Who said I'm willing to give you one." He replied.
"Pwease." She asked leaning in closer to him.
"Gilmore's and their manipulative skills," He mumbled then took Rory's face in his hands and kissed her. She fell back onto the bed, with him on top of her. She deepened the kiss and they stayed that way for a while.
"I can't wait till we live together." Rory beamed up at him. "This is fun."
"Yea it is." He said **Self control is defiantly going to be needed.** he thought to himself. He looked at her **and A LOT of cold showers.**
"What are you thinking about?" She asked bouncing on the bed like a little girl. "Huh? Huh? Huh?" she asked.
"You and all you do to me!" He exclaimed.
"I, Mr. DuGray, will take that as a complement." She said still jumping on the bed. "Weather or not you intended it to be one.
"You're such a little kid Rory."
"So.? What's your point?" she asked landing on her butt with a few bounces before she crawled over to where Tristan was lying against the pillows.
"It's amazing. You're amazing." He said stroking her face.
"Yea, I know." She smiled "Your not so bad yourself."
"Thank you, you're too kind."
She bent down and gave him a kiss, her hair falling around them, like a protective shield from the rest of the world. Stopping time just for a second, for that moment to be theirs and theirs alone. One of those earth shattering kisses, that you your self need to double take on. That was theirs and nothing could have taken it away.
"Well I think its time you took a shower, then I take a shower then its time to feed your favorite Gilmore and of course give me cup after cup of coffee, until you can get me to Luke's." She smiled at him as she lay down on the bed.
"Why do I feel that I am treated more like a servant then your boyfriend?"
"Now what gave you that idea?" She asked grinning.
"Oh I don't know." He mumbled walking towards his bathroom. 15 minutes later he came out clad only in a towel around his waist. Rory glanced up and down his body, saw his well shaped abs, his tanned skin, strong shoulders, in the process of looking him over, she hadn't realized that she was staring at him. "Like what you see?" He asked, his voice husky.
"Uh. . . I . . . Yes." She stammered. He pranced over to where she was sitting and pulled her up to her feet, then putting his arm around her waist pulled her against his body.
"Good." He whispered in a rasping voice. He left a kiss under her ear. "Go shower." He said normally pulling away from her.
"TEASE." She stated, trying to get the blush to fade from her face as she walked to the shower, leaving Tristan with a giant grin on his face.
A/n FINALLY I've finished a chapter for this VERY, VERY neglected story and I feel so bad. Here you have a chapter though. And I'll probably get around to doing the next one soon! Yay. Anyway. PLEASE review, tell me what you think, I mean after all if you stuck with my story for THIS long then you might as well tell me. ::Grins::
XoXo~Sasha~
Chapter 12 -Fears-
Tristan walked over to his phone noticing the line was dead he went to get his cell phone. He wasn't sure what good it would do to call the house phone, considering his own phone lines were out so he decided to call Lorelei's cell.
Tristan / Lorelei Intercut
Lorelei- Hello?
Tristan- Hey Lorelei its me, Tristan
L- What can I help you with, IS RORY OK?
T- She's fine, well sort of.
L- SORT OF?
T- Physically she's perfect, but she's freaked out by the Thunder and refuses to move so I'm gonna have to wait till the storm stops to get her home. I just didn't want you to worry or anything like that.
L- Ok, good thing you called. Why don't you just drop her off in the morning, I'm sure that will make things easier on the both of you, so you don't have to stay up or anything.
T- sure that sounds great I'll have her back to you tomorrow.
L- Thanks Tris, well I'll see the two of you then. Bye
T-Bye
"Rory, you ok?" He asked the curled up girl lying on the couch.
"Been better." She replied.
"Well I called your mom, she said you should just spend the night and I'll get you back to her tomorrow morning. Is that ok with you?"
"Yeah, that's fine." A minute later. "Tristan?"
"Yes?"
"Don't leave me." She said.
"I won't, why don't we head up stairs." Just then, a crash of thunder was heard outside.
You heard a small squeak from her. "Maybe I'll just carry you." He gathered her in his arms and walked up the stairs. "Great practice for the wedding night." He mumbled to her.
"Thank you," She said looking up at him.
"Yeah, sure thing," He walked into his room and lay her down in his bed. He threw her a pair of sweats and told her to change as he walked into his bathroom. She put them on, they were extremely big on her, but it was better then sleeping in her skirt. He came back wearing plaid PJ bottoms and a wife beater.
"Looking hot," Rory said wearing Tristan's smirk.
"Thank you, thank you." He said in mock bow, he crawled into bed next to her. Pulling her in closer as he left his arm on her waist, she turned around to look at him.
"I'm sorry for making you go through all this with me."
"Baby, it's ok, I don't mind. I love you." He stroked the side of her face. "Everyone's afraid of something." He kissed her gently.
"What are you afraid of?" She asked her eyes staring dead into his.
"Uh. . .well. . ." He started, he usually didn't talk to people about these things.
"Umm. . . l'mafraidoflosingyou." He spat out quickly hoping he didn't have to repeat it.
"You're what?" she asked.
He sighed. "I'm afraid of losing you Ror. You're everything to me." He smiled at her, a cute nervous smile.
"Aww.you'll never lose me Tris, I love you to much. We Gilmore's are hard to get rid of. I'm afraid you're stuck with me for a while."
"I don't think that's a problem Mar, I wouldn't want to get rid of you anyway." He kissed her again.
"You're too sweet." She said sticking her tongue out at him.
"I know." He smirked at her. "You like it." He whispered in her ear, and then kissed her right under her ear. Heat ran down her body.
"So.so what if I do?" She stuttered out.
He attacked her mouth with his own. He nibbled lightly on her bottom lip until she let him in her mouth. Their tongues battled, danced and learned every part of the others mouth. He kissed down her neck then back up again. Rory barley recovering nibbled gently on his ear lobe. Pulling away they once again shared an immensely passionate kiss. Tristan's hand reached under Rory's shirt as he traced little circles around her belly button. He didn't go further, didn't feel a need to. They were at Rory's pace here, not his. For him a kiss from her was all he needed. His other hand was holding her head then going down to play with her hair. A long while later they lay in the bed, still fully clothed looking at each other.
"Still think your gonna lose me pretty-boy?"
"After those kind of kisses I wouldn't let you go, even if you wanted to Mary."
She gave him a quick kiss. "That's good to know, now time for sleep." She turned over. Felt his arm around her waist protectively. She snuggled closer to him. "I love you."
"I love you too."
"Good night." She muttered already half asleep with her eyes closed.
"Night Mar." He too closed his eyes. **I so could get used to this.** with his final thought he went to sleep.
At 7 the next morning Rory woke up blinking her eyes as the sun light poured in from the windows. She looked down noticing someone's arm around her waist. She looked over and saw a sleeping Tristan. Last nights events came flooding back to her. **What a way to wake up!** She thought to herself. She watched Tristan sleep, he looked so peaceful, like a little boy, untouched by the realities of the world. **It wouldn't hurt just to touch him would it?** She thought to herself. Reaching over she gently stroked his cheek, lightly ran her fingers through his hair. She out-lined his features, she barley noticed him open his eyes.
"Morning baby," He said with a grin.
"Oh, I woke you, I'm sorry." She said nervously.
"That's perfectly fine, interesting things happen when I'm up." He said with a smirk.
"Do they now?" She asked.
"Mhm that they do miss."
"I'll make sure to keep that in mind."
"You do that." He smiled leaning over and gave her a kiss.
"EWWW." She screeched.
"What, what is it?" he asked concerned.
"Morning breath DuGrey learn to use a tooth brush." She smirked at him.
"Are you suggesting that I don't brush my teeth Miss Gilmore?"
"Yes, yes I am."
"Then how do I have these amazingly perfect white teeth?" he asked grinning.
"You paid for 'em, probably get them whitened everyday."
"That hurts Mary. On to my second point, being which your breath ain't so lovely either today. So I suggest, my love that you ask me kindly to borrow a toothbrush, or you could attempt to wake the dead with that breath." He then walked into his bathroom, and a minute later you heard the tap running. Rory cupping her hand over her mouth breathed out then sniffed.
"Eww.." she muttered to herself. "TRISTAN," she yelled "May I pwease have a toofbrush?"
"Come in." He replied simply. She opened the door and walked in to see Tristan had finished brushing his teeth and was now flossing, moments later he grabbed his mouthwash and started swishing it around in his mouth. He then, mouth still full of mouth wash opened a drawer and handed her a never opened tooth brush, motioning for her to brush her teeth at the sink next to his started messing with his hair as he waited for the 30 seconds of mouth wash use to be over. Finally spitting out the mouthwash he breathed at Rory. "Minty fresh," He stated and walked back into the room.
A few minutes later Rory called out. "What do I do with the brush?"
"Put it next to mine! It's yours for when you come over." He yelled back. She came out of the bathroom and sat next to Tristan.
"I'm willing to have that morning kiss now." She said smiling like a little kid.
"Who said I'm willing to give you one." He replied.
"Pwease." She asked leaning in closer to him.
"Gilmore's and their manipulative skills," He mumbled then took Rory's face in his hands and kissed her. She fell back onto the bed, with him on top of her. She deepened the kiss and they stayed that way for a while.
"I can't wait till we live together." Rory beamed up at him. "This is fun."
"Yea it is." He said **Self control is defiantly going to be needed.** he thought to himself. He looked at her **and A LOT of cold showers.**
"What are you thinking about?" She asked bouncing on the bed like a little girl. "Huh? Huh? Huh?" she asked.
"You and all you do to me!" He exclaimed.
"I, Mr. DuGray, will take that as a complement." She said still jumping on the bed. "Weather or not you intended it to be one.
"You're such a little kid Rory."
"So.? What's your point?" she asked landing on her butt with a few bounces before she crawled over to where Tristan was lying against the pillows.
"It's amazing. You're amazing." He said stroking her face.
"Yea, I know." She smiled "Your not so bad yourself."
"Thank you, you're too kind."
She bent down and gave him a kiss, her hair falling around them, like a protective shield from the rest of the world. Stopping time just for a second, for that moment to be theirs and theirs alone. One of those earth shattering kisses, that you your self need to double take on. That was theirs and nothing could have taken it away.
"Well I think its time you took a shower, then I take a shower then its time to feed your favorite Gilmore and of course give me cup after cup of coffee, until you can get me to Luke's." She smiled at him as she lay down on the bed.
"Why do I feel that I am treated more like a servant then your boyfriend?"
"Now what gave you that idea?" She asked grinning.
"Oh I don't know." He mumbled walking towards his bathroom. 15 minutes later he came out clad only in a towel around his waist. Rory glanced up and down his body, saw his well shaped abs, his tanned skin, strong shoulders, in the process of looking him over, she hadn't realized that she was staring at him. "Like what you see?" He asked, his voice husky.
"Uh. . . I . . . Yes." She stammered. He pranced over to where she was sitting and pulled her up to her feet, then putting his arm around her waist pulled her against his body.
"Good." He whispered in a rasping voice. He left a kiss under her ear. "Go shower." He said normally pulling away from her.
"TEASE." She stated, trying to get the blush to fade from her face as she walked to the shower, leaving Tristan with a giant grin on his face.
A/n FINALLY I've finished a chapter for this VERY, VERY neglected story and I feel so bad. Here you have a chapter though. And I'll probably get around to doing the next one soon! Yay. Anyway. PLEASE review, tell me what you think, I mean after all if you stuck with my story for THIS long then you might as well tell me. ::Grins::
XoXo~Sasha~
