Tears – Part 16  [On the run]

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"Where the hell is that boy?" Arthur DuGray roared, slamming the phone down into its receiver.

"Arthur, I demand you calm down," Evelyn hissed.

"I will not. He's been gone two days, where could he be?"

Evelyn could only shrug. Her angelic, pale face contorted into an infuriated glare. "Do you think I know Arthur? I'm as clueless as you are right now!"

He was now furious. "If I ever get a hold of that boy…"

-

Rory sleepily brushed off the tickling sensation located at the top of her nose and continued to sleep, turning over to her side. The tickling sensation refused to stop, now leaving the tip of her nose and appearing on her cheek. Rory about had enough; she opened her eyes and glared at what was in front of her.

Tristan grinned, holding up a white feather. "Wake up sleepy head."

Rory ignored his incredibly sexy grin and attempted to fall back to sleep. Throwing a feather pillow towards him in the process.

"Ow, Mary you really did wound me," Tristan replied, catching the pillow with ease.

"Good," Rory mumbled, burying her head on the pillow, breathing in a flowery scent.

"Mary, wake up," he said, retreating towards her sleeping form "It's 10:30."

"So?"

"I'm bored," he playfully pouted.

Rory groaned sleepily in response.

"I need someone to keep me entertained."

"Entertain yourself," she grunted.

"Ohh, dirty Mary. It's a little too early for that don't you think?"

"Tristan, thirty minutes…"

"Twenty."

"Twenty five."

"Twenty four."

"Twenty five."

"Ten."

Groaning, Rory sat up, rubbing sleep from her eyes. Brushing past him, she cursed the bible boy for disturbing her precious sleep and headed for the shower.

-

"Lukey! Coffeeeee…" Lorelai yelled in a sing-song voice.

He grumbled, "Where's your other half?"

Lorelai shrugged "I haven't a clue," she responded, staring at her empty mug longingly.

"What do you mean, you haven't a clue?"

"She just took off," Lorelai replied, as if it were nothing at all.

"What?" his voice boomed throughout the diner.

"You heard me," she answered, helping herself to the black liquid.

"And… you just let her?"

"She's a big girl Lukey," Lorelai sighed.

"You should at least have the right to know where she is."

"Perhaps she doesn't want me to find her," she sighed desperately "There's nothing I can do. I know she's somewhere with Tristan, and I'm praying, praying, they don't do anything I would do."

"Like have sex?" he asked bluntly.

"Exactly. Thanks for the coffee Lukey."

Luke glared in reply, as he looked up to the sound of the door slamming. Lorelai looked up also, widening her eyes. She recognized that man.

The man walked to the counter, meeting eyes with Lorelai. "Lorelai Gilmore?" the man asked.

Lorelai nodded "Who are you?" As if I don't know already.

"My name is Arthur DuGray. Tristan's father… Your neighbor told me that you would be here. I came to ask if you knew anything about my sons whereabouts."

Lorelai shook her head "Sorry… I have other things to worry about. Like figuring out my daughter's whereabouts."

Anger flashed through his eyes, but hid it immediately "Strange coincidence."

"Very," she replied curtly.

"I assume that it's pretty obvious that they are together," he watched her nod "In that case, I think I may have an idea where they are."

"Oh really? Where exactly?" Lorelai met Luke's curious glances as he tried to busy himself by cleaning the counter.

"Stafford Springs. Our family has a house up there, and our neighbors have reported that they have seen Tristan's Jaguar parked outside the estate."

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"Trista-a-an coffeeeeeeeee!"

Tristan rolled his eyes, smirking at her as he handed her a cup. "Here you go beautiful."

"Thank you," she smiled, drinking the coffee like you would a cold cup of water.

"Fancy another cup Madame?"

"Yes please."

Tristan poured her another cup, leaving Rory to her cup of coffee as he felt his pants vibrate. Smiling sheepishly, he brought out his cell phone and glared as Rory giggled softly.

"Hello?"

"Bible Boy? Give it to Rory."

Tristan obeyed and handed the tiny silver phone to Rory.

"Yes?"

"My run-away daughter. How I've missed you so. It's tough trying to get my fifth cup of coffee without you distracting Lukey for me."

"How many cups did you have today?"

"Four, see how hard life without you is?" Rory could almost hear her mother pouting.

"What's do I owe this pleasure mom?"

"Actually, I got a very interesting visitor today."

"Oh?" Rory smiled as Tristan attempted to turn on the dishwasher.

"Yes, a mister Arthur DuGray," Lorelai replied, trying her best at an English accent.

"Yeah?" her voice cracked as she felt her stomach do flip-flops.

"Are you in Stafford Springs by any chance?"

"Yeah," this time, her voice was barely audible.

"Now child. I love you with all my heart, and I know how much you love Bible Boy. Although I have yet to hear the complete story, I have called you to tell you that Arthur DuGray and I are scheduled to visit you two tomorrow. I'm sure you don't want to go home just yet, so I suggest you pack up and flee."

Rory groaned, "Where are we going to go?"

"I'm sure you may not like it, but I called your father, and he has agreed on letting you two stay with him."

"Do I have an alternative?"

"Besides going home. No."

"Thanks mom. You're the best."

"Just don't do anything I would do."

"Like sex?"

Lorelai laughed, "You sound like Luke."

"Thanks again mom."

"I suggest you two go now. I'm so excited."

"Why?"

"Tomorrow, I get to put my acting skills to the test."

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