*Disclaimer: Much to all of our dismay, especially mine, I still don't own Gilmore Girls. Big shock I know, but try to move on.*

The Last Chapter

"Fine, the only excuse you have for not calling is…if you're on a date with Tristan!"

"Hey, you can't put that on me!"

"Bwhahahaa, I just did. Love you Rory!"

Laughing, but feeling a little guilty, she responded, "love you too Mom."

How had Lorelai known that as she had said 'every evening'… she had actually been thinking about anything that might interfere with her nightly call? More specifically, that she had been thinking of a date interrupting the call and that the date she was imagining was with Tristan himself.

Rory sat on her couch spacing out, and didn't notice her coffee getting cold until the phone began to ring again.

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"Hello?"

"Hey," came a slightly mocking voice from the other end.

"Who is this?" Rory asked, her brow furrowing.

"Oh Mary, don't tell me you've forgotten already, we just met up again. Don't kick me to the curb so soon."

Rory began to grin as she listened to Tristan's usual egotistical talk. She decided to humor him and play along. "Oh Tristan, I only said 3 words. That hardly implies a harsh kick "to the curb". You're safe – for now."

"Well I'm glad to see that you're giving me some time. What won you over? Was it my sexy voice, the naked image of me in your head? Perhaps a combination of the two? Yes that must be it."

Rory rolled her eyes. " I wish someone would invent a soap that instead of cleaning a dirty mouth out, would have the same effect on the mind. It could be a present from me to you."

"Any present from you is worth its weight in gold."

She'd walked right into that one…

"So Rory, I had a very interesting conversation with someone a little earlier. You might know her, said her name was Lorelai?"

"Oh, yeah, I think I've heard of her. So, how was this Lorelai person?"

"Pretty good. We talked for a little while about coffee, a few minutes on Hartford, and quite a while on, what do you know, you Rory."

"Really?" she replied trying hard not to outright laugh.

"Yup, and I think there's only one answer to you giving me your mother's phone number, instead of your own."

"Well if you think about it, it used to be mine, and some still consider it my number. Plus who said that you talked to my mother?"

"Well, you basically just did, and this Lorelai I called, said that you were her 'one and only favoritest daughter'. Plus she gave me this number, and since you answered, I can only assume…"

"You know it could have just been a really uncanny coincidence and then, well we can just be really lucky that it turned out like this."

"You have no idea how lucky I am…Anyways, the answer that I came up with, is that we meet for dinner tomorrow night, 7pm, I'll pick you up."

"Oh, um tomorrow, not the best day. I promised that I'd call my mother, and she gets super cranky if she doesn't hear her daughter's voice for more than 24 hours. You know how she is."

"Yes, and apparently she's ok with it, because she told me that you'd say something to that affect, and to remind you of the guidelines for the nightly calls. "

"Ok fine, what type of restaurant are we going to?"

"You should dress nicely, I'll be wearing a suit."

"Ok, 7 it is. I'll see you then Tristan."

"I can't wait."

Rory clicked the phone off. She couldn't believe that she had actually just agreed to go to dinner, a fancy dinner at that, with Tristin DuGray, Spawn of Satan. Even more interesting, she couldn't believe how incredibly hot he sounded, and how he still had the power to make her blush uncontrollably. This called for a conversation with Lane, and for the 3rd time that evening, she picked up the phone.

Tristin could hardly contain his excitement, and walked out of his luxurious apartment's living room with a huge sexy grin on his face. He actually had a date with Rory Gilmore, and to top that, she hadn't been too hard to persuade into going. Maybe this meant something, maybe she actually thought that he had changed, and for the better. Whatever the reason, he was just happy to have another chance to prove himself with her, the most perfect woman he had ever met, There was no way Tristin DuGray was screwing this one up again!

A/N: Yay, well that was the 4th chapter, hope you all enjoyed it thoroughly, cuz I sure had fun writing it! Anyways, thanks to: Antarian Pixie, mandie, am, smile1 (I love your story by the way!), lovestosing, rebellious disaster, indigo-chica, diana, bella, viv., carolinagirl 2487, stubbypenguin, and anna. Sorry if there's anyone else, those are the only ones on my review list.

Anyways, next chapter is of course the date. Now I've been reading a lot of Trory fics, and have really enjoyed them, especially the romantic parts, cuz well let's face it, I'm a hopeless romantic. So basically the point of making you read that sentence, is to inform you, that things should be getting pretty romantic soon – cuz I wanna write it, so there! Lol. I hope that you all enjoyed this chapter, and please update. It'll give me something good to wake up to tomorrow morning, hehe. Bye for now