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06. [Part 1]
They were an hour away from Hartford. Rory had grown tired and fell asleep with her head was resting on Tristan's shoulder. Tristan smiled as he looked down at the peaceful Rory sleeping soundly. It was well past midnight but Tristan didn't feel the least bit tired. They had just met again after 10 years and here they were just a few hours ago making out in his car. They had turned from semi-friends to.he wasn't even sure what they were, but he was sure it was going to be good.
* * * * *
"Rory," Tristan whispered, "wake up, we're here." Tristan had his arms around the sleeping Rory trying to wake her up. But Rory didn't budge; instead, she just snuggled in closer.
"Rory, we're here." He tried again. This time, Rory started to stir.
Tristan wanted to make her wake up faster, so he used the only way he knew how, he poked her side.
"Ah!" Rory sat up, "what'd you do that for?"
"We're here," he gestured to the hospital building.
Rory sat there for a few seconds, hesitant. She bit her bottom lip. She hated to see the ones she loved in pain.
Tristan saw her hesitation as she bit her bottom lip, he put an arm around her shoulders and squeezed them gently, "she's not going to get any better with you sitting here." He smiled at her and kissed her gently on the lips.
Rory felt all her hesitations disappear, "thank you, for being here with me."
"Well I could have stayed back in New York and be entertained by several girls giving me lap dances on a Friday night." Rory slapped him playfully on the arm, "but instead, I opted to tend to my damsel in distress and help her out in her time of need."
Then in all seriousness, "I *want* to be here with you."
"I'm glad." She gave him a smile.
"Now go on up there and see how she's doing."
He gave her a quick, yet reassuring kiss, "I'll be right behind you."
Tristan exited the car right after Rory.
* * * * *
Tristan was pacing up and down the hospital hallway, waiting for Rory to come out. He felt that he should stay as far away as possible since he had no business here except to be with Rory. He heard the door open behind him, he turned around, but it wasn't Rory, it was an older version, Lorelai Gilmore, he presumed.
As Lorelai shut the door behind her, she smiled at Tristan and walked towards him.
"Thank you, for bringing my daughter," she extended her hand, "Lorelai Gilmore, we haven't been properly introduced yet, but since our mutual friend is busy, I'll just go ahead with the introductions."
Tristan was pleasantly surprised at how much Lorelai was like Rory, amused, he took her outstretched hand, "Tristan Dugrey."
Before any other words could be exchanged, Rory appeared outside Sookie's door. Lorelai and Tristan both made their way towards her.
"Even while she has a huge lump of her head, bruises scattered around her body, in semi-consciousness, heavily sedated on drugs, she still wanted details about my ride." She gave a look at Tristan then look at her mom.
"What?" Lorelai simply shrugged, "I decided to fill her on."
Rory sighed, she suddenly looked very tired, "I'm glad she's okay."
"Oh hun, you weren't planning on driving back to New York were you?" she looked at both Rory and Tristan.
"Uh no, actually mom, we were planning on just staying in Stars Hollow for the night then driving back to New York the next day."
"Oh goody houseguests, haven't had one of those in a while. We're going to keep him fully booked on Gilmore activities this weekend."
"Well, mom, I'm sure Tristan needs to get back to New York as soon as possible, maybe finish some work. I've already imposed on him too much."
"Actually, "Tristan decided it was time for him to say something, "how can I give up on such a generous offer, Lorelai, I think I'm going to take you up on that."
"Yay!" Lorelai clapped her hands together like a little kid.
She gave both Rory and Tristan a slight push in the direction of the elevators, "now go on home and get some rest, I'll see you guys tomorrow."
* * * * *
Rory and Tristan both got into the beemer. Rory leaned her head on Tristan's shoulder and threaded her arm through Tristan's.
"Thanks again, Tri-" before she could finish, she was interrupted by a huge yawn.
Tristan chuckled. He looked the car's digital clock, it was nearly 4 a.m. God, she must be so tired. "Shhh" he patted her head, "go to sleep Rory."
"Mmmm" was all the answer he got.
* * * * *
Tristan took off Rory's shoes and laid them down beside the bed. After having to interrupt Rory many times to ask for directions to her house, he decided not to wake her up to tell her they were there. He wasn't surprised to find that the door wasn't locked, one of them small- town things.
He looked down at the sleeping Rory. My, she had grown into a beautiful woman. Excitement gathered at the bottom of his stomach as he recalled the day's past events. They had come to an understanding, after 10 years.
Way to get hooked up over the weekend.
Half a day ago, he was still a single, *very* eligible bachelor. He liked to think his status currently, as taken, by Rory Gilmore. He didn't want it to be no other.
He shut the door to the room that he hoped to be Rory's and made his way into the living room.
He himself took off his shoes, sweater, and pants and casually flung then over the back of the couch. He had taken his bag that he had packed before leaving with Rory into the house and changed into his sweatpants. He plopped down on the couch, wanting nothing more than to get a few hours of sleep.
He'll think about things tomorrow, when he has a clear mind.
* * * * *
The sleeping figure in front of her stirred, but didn't fully wake up. He swatted aimlessly in front of his face, then turned on his side.
Scrunching her face, Rory Gilmore stood up from her position of kneeling beside a sleeping Tristan to hovering over him. She placed the steaming cup of coffee closer to his face, forcing him to inhale the heavenly smell.
He grumbled some unintelligent syllables then his head lolled to one side, asleep again.
Rory giggled at the sight of him. So cute, with his hair all messed up. She sat down on the edge of the coffee table, continuing to watch him, but making loud slurping noises with her coffee.
"Uughhh," he opened one eye and surveyed Rory, "and how old are you Rory?"
"Hey! I was trying to wake you up."
"You know, there are other, more delightful ways of being woken up to." He smirked at her.
Rory knew was he was implying but decided to nonchalantly, "In my world, the only and best way to be woken up is by coffee."
"Then you haven't experienced anything at all. My my, the things I need to do to you. I should make a list."
Rory playfully slapped him.
"Ok! I'm up, I'm up!"
Rory turned to go but Tristan seeing her in a fluffy robe and slippers, he couldn't resist. He pulled her down into his lap, coffee and all. He nestled into the crook of her neck and wrapped his arms around Rory's waist, snuggling into the softness of her robe.
"Now how about a good-morning's kiss?"
"Who said you deserved one."
"Well I think do considering," he squinted his eyes to read the clock better, "I was woken up at 10 am, meaning I got less than 6 hours of sleep. Thought some people may think it comes naturally, I need my beauty sleep you know."
"Ha! I had the same amount of sleep you did considering I woke up earlier than you makes up for the time you took to drive here. You don't see me complaining."'
"That's because you don't' need beauty sleep, your beautiful all the time."
Rory turned her head to face him. He had a genuine smile on his face. She leaned him and gave him a gentle kiss.
Tristan broke the kiss briefly, "so does that mean I deserve it now."
"Only when you say the right things." She smiled into his lips and leaned in again. This time it was longer. She wrapped her arm behind her to pull Tristan's head in closer.
Rory was the one to break it this time. She pulled back and leaned her forehead against Tristan's. Her hand still stroking his hair, and he was looking at her adoringly.
"But what if I do this," he said never breaking eye-contact with her as his hands traveled down slowly and tauntingly to the knot of her robe. .
"Then that is my cue to leave." Rory got up while laughing.
She started to walk away with her back turned to Tristan, but swung her head back to find his eyes on her.
"Only for now." With that and a grin, she sashayed her way to the kitchen, Tristan never taking his eyes off slender legs and all.
* * * * *
*Whew* it did make you guys wait a long time for that didn't I? SORRY
I think I got a temporary lack of interest for writing another chapter, but aren't you happy I did? Haha, you can tell me all about it in your review.
Whoaho, a moment of cockiness there. So back to my author's note. Sorry this chapter took so long, as you can tell, this is only PART 1, yes part 1 meaning there will be a PART 2, coming shortly.
Am I moving too fast with the development? Because as I was reading it over I found that it seemed a little too rushed. A little too eager to write the fluff parts.haha. Well, give me you opinion. FEEDBACK GREAT APPRECIATED
R A C H
06. [Part 1]
They were an hour away from Hartford. Rory had grown tired and fell asleep with her head was resting on Tristan's shoulder. Tristan smiled as he looked down at the peaceful Rory sleeping soundly. It was well past midnight but Tristan didn't feel the least bit tired. They had just met again after 10 years and here they were just a few hours ago making out in his car. They had turned from semi-friends to.he wasn't even sure what they were, but he was sure it was going to be good.
* * * * *
"Rory," Tristan whispered, "wake up, we're here." Tristan had his arms around the sleeping Rory trying to wake her up. But Rory didn't budge; instead, she just snuggled in closer.
"Rory, we're here." He tried again. This time, Rory started to stir.
Tristan wanted to make her wake up faster, so he used the only way he knew how, he poked her side.
"Ah!" Rory sat up, "what'd you do that for?"
"We're here," he gestured to the hospital building.
Rory sat there for a few seconds, hesitant. She bit her bottom lip. She hated to see the ones she loved in pain.
Tristan saw her hesitation as she bit her bottom lip, he put an arm around her shoulders and squeezed them gently, "she's not going to get any better with you sitting here." He smiled at her and kissed her gently on the lips.
Rory felt all her hesitations disappear, "thank you, for being here with me."
"Well I could have stayed back in New York and be entertained by several girls giving me lap dances on a Friday night." Rory slapped him playfully on the arm, "but instead, I opted to tend to my damsel in distress and help her out in her time of need."
Then in all seriousness, "I *want* to be here with you."
"I'm glad." She gave him a smile.
"Now go on up there and see how she's doing."
He gave her a quick, yet reassuring kiss, "I'll be right behind you."
Tristan exited the car right after Rory.
* * * * *
Tristan was pacing up and down the hospital hallway, waiting for Rory to come out. He felt that he should stay as far away as possible since he had no business here except to be with Rory. He heard the door open behind him, he turned around, but it wasn't Rory, it was an older version, Lorelai Gilmore, he presumed.
As Lorelai shut the door behind her, she smiled at Tristan and walked towards him.
"Thank you, for bringing my daughter," she extended her hand, "Lorelai Gilmore, we haven't been properly introduced yet, but since our mutual friend is busy, I'll just go ahead with the introductions."
Tristan was pleasantly surprised at how much Lorelai was like Rory, amused, he took her outstretched hand, "Tristan Dugrey."
Before any other words could be exchanged, Rory appeared outside Sookie's door. Lorelai and Tristan both made their way towards her.
"Even while she has a huge lump of her head, bruises scattered around her body, in semi-consciousness, heavily sedated on drugs, she still wanted details about my ride." She gave a look at Tristan then look at her mom.
"What?" Lorelai simply shrugged, "I decided to fill her on."
Rory sighed, she suddenly looked very tired, "I'm glad she's okay."
"Oh hun, you weren't planning on driving back to New York were you?" she looked at both Rory and Tristan.
"Uh no, actually mom, we were planning on just staying in Stars Hollow for the night then driving back to New York the next day."
"Oh goody houseguests, haven't had one of those in a while. We're going to keep him fully booked on Gilmore activities this weekend."
"Well, mom, I'm sure Tristan needs to get back to New York as soon as possible, maybe finish some work. I've already imposed on him too much."
"Actually, "Tristan decided it was time for him to say something, "how can I give up on such a generous offer, Lorelai, I think I'm going to take you up on that."
"Yay!" Lorelai clapped her hands together like a little kid.
She gave both Rory and Tristan a slight push in the direction of the elevators, "now go on home and get some rest, I'll see you guys tomorrow."
* * * * *
Rory and Tristan both got into the beemer. Rory leaned her head on Tristan's shoulder and threaded her arm through Tristan's.
"Thanks again, Tri-" before she could finish, she was interrupted by a huge yawn.
Tristan chuckled. He looked the car's digital clock, it was nearly 4 a.m. God, she must be so tired. "Shhh" he patted her head, "go to sleep Rory."
"Mmmm" was all the answer he got.
* * * * *
Tristan took off Rory's shoes and laid them down beside the bed. After having to interrupt Rory many times to ask for directions to her house, he decided not to wake her up to tell her they were there. He wasn't surprised to find that the door wasn't locked, one of them small- town things.
He looked down at the sleeping Rory. My, she had grown into a beautiful woman. Excitement gathered at the bottom of his stomach as he recalled the day's past events. They had come to an understanding, after 10 years.
Way to get hooked up over the weekend.
Half a day ago, he was still a single, *very* eligible bachelor. He liked to think his status currently, as taken, by Rory Gilmore. He didn't want it to be no other.
He shut the door to the room that he hoped to be Rory's and made his way into the living room.
He himself took off his shoes, sweater, and pants and casually flung then over the back of the couch. He had taken his bag that he had packed before leaving with Rory into the house and changed into his sweatpants. He plopped down on the couch, wanting nothing more than to get a few hours of sleep.
He'll think about things tomorrow, when he has a clear mind.
* * * * *
The sleeping figure in front of her stirred, but didn't fully wake up. He swatted aimlessly in front of his face, then turned on his side.
Scrunching her face, Rory Gilmore stood up from her position of kneeling beside a sleeping Tristan to hovering over him. She placed the steaming cup of coffee closer to his face, forcing him to inhale the heavenly smell.
He grumbled some unintelligent syllables then his head lolled to one side, asleep again.
Rory giggled at the sight of him. So cute, with his hair all messed up. She sat down on the edge of the coffee table, continuing to watch him, but making loud slurping noises with her coffee.
"Uughhh," he opened one eye and surveyed Rory, "and how old are you Rory?"
"Hey! I was trying to wake you up."
"You know, there are other, more delightful ways of being woken up to." He smirked at her.
Rory knew was he was implying but decided to nonchalantly, "In my world, the only and best way to be woken up is by coffee."
"Then you haven't experienced anything at all. My my, the things I need to do to you. I should make a list."
Rory playfully slapped him.
"Ok! I'm up, I'm up!"
Rory turned to go but Tristan seeing her in a fluffy robe and slippers, he couldn't resist. He pulled her down into his lap, coffee and all. He nestled into the crook of her neck and wrapped his arms around Rory's waist, snuggling into the softness of her robe.
"Now how about a good-morning's kiss?"
"Who said you deserved one."
"Well I think do considering," he squinted his eyes to read the clock better, "I was woken up at 10 am, meaning I got less than 6 hours of sleep. Thought some people may think it comes naturally, I need my beauty sleep you know."
"Ha! I had the same amount of sleep you did considering I woke up earlier than you makes up for the time you took to drive here. You don't see me complaining."'
"That's because you don't' need beauty sleep, your beautiful all the time."
Rory turned her head to face him. He had a genuine smile on his face. She leaned him and gave him a gentle kiss.
Tristan broke the kiss briefly, "so does that mean I deserve it now."
"Only when you say the right things." She smiled into his lips and leaned in again. This time it was longer. She wrapped her arm behind her to pull Tristan's head in closer.
Rory was the one to break it this time. She pulled back and leaned her forehead against Tristan's. Her hand still stroking his hair, and he was looking at her adoringly.
"But what if I do this," he said never breaking eye-contact with her as his hands traveled down slowly and tauntingly to the knot of her robe. .
"Then that is my cue to leave." Rory got up while laughing.
She started to walk away with her back turned to Tristan, but swung her head back to find his eyes on her.
"Only for now." With that and a grin, she sashayed her way to the kitchen, Tristan never taking his eyes off slender legs and all.
* * * * *
*Whew* it did make you guys wait a long time for that didn't I? SORRY
I think I got a temporary lack of interest for writing another chapter, but aren't you happy I did? Haha, you can tell me all about it in your review.
Whoaho, a moment of cockiness there. So back to my author's note. Sorry this chapter took so long, as you can tell, this is only PART 1, yes part 1 meaning there will be a PART 2, coming shortly.
Am I moving too fast with the development? Because as I was reading it over I found that it seemed a little too rushed. A little too eager to write the fluff parts.haha. Well, give me you opinion. FEEDBACK GREAT APPRECIATED
R A C H