Shelter
Flossie
Summary- Two years after leaving Chilton, Tristan comes back to find Rory. She's gone. And the soul reason for Tristan's whole life crumbles away from him.
Spoilers-Nothing after Run Away Little Boy.
Rating- PG
Disclaimer- Hopefully once the papers come in, I will officially own Chad Michael Murray. But thanks to the slow postal service, I've been forced to wait.
Author's Note- its been a bit of a bum organising everything out in this story lately. I've been desperate to post the next chapter, but I don't want to until I've got the chapter all set out pretty-like. And setting it out is a bore and a bummer cos the computer has a grudge against me since 1996 when I dropped a Cottee's jam glass through the speaker.
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Information Desks --Chilton
"Actually sir, we don't have any records of this Rory Gilmore
graduating."
Tristan
shook his head, "No Mr . . . ?"
"Christie"
"Christie, Mr. Christie, if there was anyone in that class that graduated,
it would have been Rory, can you check again please?"
"I'm sorry sir, this girl never graduated Chilton, there is no records of
her doing so."
Tristan took a deep breath; this man had obviously made some type of mistake.
"Could you tell me where she went?"
"I cannot give out that type of information sir, if that is all you wanted
to know then could you leave now, I have others waiting."
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Payphone --Hartford
"Could I have the name please?"
"Ugh,
Rory. Rory Gilmore."
"Hold on please"
Music began to play through the receiver, minutes passed; Tristan impatiently
tapped his fingers across the bench.
"I'm
sorry sir, I have no information on this girl living in Hartford, are you sure you have
the name correct?"
"Yes,"
He nodded, "Gilmore. "
"I'm
sorry sir, we only have an Emily."
"Emily . . . Could I have her address please?"
"Hold
on I'll just look it up."
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It was late at night when the doorbell rang. Emily was still half asleep when
she opened the door to find a tired looking man on her doorstep.
"Are you aware of the time young man?"
Tristan's cheeks reddened,
"Yes I am Mrs. Gilmore, but I wished to ask you something."
She
waited.
"Are you in any way related to Rory Gilmore?"
Emily's
eyes darkened,
"May I have your name?'
"Tristan Du' grey mam."
"Perhaps
you better come inside then Mr. Du' grey."
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Chapter 4
Searching
