PP12: Balance Beam

"Hey cutie. Did you keep my baby up all night?" Blue eyes glimmered into his, which made him even more awake than he thought was possible.

"The exact opposite actually."

Lorelai cringed, "You do not tell a mother that her daughter is a dominatrix."

"I didn't say that, you assumed that is what I meant. Actually, she was knitting her virginal white dress all night and would not turn off the light."

"Smart ass!" Lorelai exclaimed and Janlan entered the room. "Hey Gramps!"

A critical eye came to meet hers. "Hello. Nice to see you too."

"You didn't hear the news did you?" Lorelai asked excitedly. "Oh what fun, can I tell him?"

"I guess." Tristan nod for her to do so.

"My daughter whipped your grandson, and they're getting hitched."

"Whipped, what is whipped? She lashed you? Was she not sick with an age old disease, just last night?"

"What?" Tristan asked his grin turning to a concerned look.

"She had somehow contracted smallpox, and that was the reason for her fainting episode. It is alright though, the doctor, gave her a vaccination shot and she should be fine."

"Didn't you say your mother had the same problem, and died as a consequence, after giving birth?" Lorelai questioned, causing him to choke on his orange juice.

Janlan coughed then said it was so. "I just am glad that she does not have the same fate. Oh, and how I wish I knew how she contracted it."

Tristan sat silent and knowing but did not say anything. Until his grandfather prodded him for information.

"So, child, you're getting married? The DuGrey name goes on." A smile light on his old wrinkled face.

Tristan hated to stomp it out, but he had to tell him. "Actually, Grandfather, were talking each others names. It'll be similar to the exchanging of the vows, we compromised."

"How would this be, my curiosity gets the best of me."

Laughing at Lorelai's comment about curiosity killing the cat and his grandfather's strange _expression.

"Tristan DuGrey-Gilmore and Lorelai Rory Mary DuGrey-Gilmore."

Lorelai was grinning in happiness after hearing this and then his grandfather asked how Rory had got him to do so. Tristan shook his hair, letting a hand go through his perfect tresses.

"She's the balance beam, and I keep falling all around her fairy tale." A grin played on his lips, he was the happiest he had ever been in his whole life.