A/N: Thanks for all the reviews guys. This is my longest chapter ever. I
know I said it would be Friday before I updated, but hey, I told a little
lie and I got both bored and inspired. So here is chapter 4 of "The Close"
On with the story.
Disclaimer Don't you think if I owned the Gilmore Girls that we poor, poor Aussies would still be getting our new episodes of the Gilmore Girls, instead of just getting season 1 on pay tv! Plus Milo and Tristan would not have left, ever! Simple as that. But never fear, I am saving up all my shiny pennies to buy them from ASP, and I am proud to say that after 6 months of very intensive saving I now have a total of 50 cents, Yay me!!
Rating: PG
The Clearing
Part Four- Dreams
Previously.
She looked at him . She knew what he was thinking. She always knew what he was thinking. He was trying to bail on this. He was avoiding telling her whatever it is that's so important. She wasn't getting out of it, though. She'd had enough and she was going to find out once and for all what was going on.
"Tristan."
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Again Rory was met with silence, which was strange because normally it was hard to shut him up. But now, this was just eerie. She knew from the way that he wasn't talking that this was huge, and definitely not of the good 'Yay. We've won a lifetime supply of coffee!' good.
"Maybe it's better if he doesn't tell me. oh, who am I kidding I've got to know, I am my mothers mother after all!"
"Tristan! Are you going to tell me or are you going to hop a rocket to Mars first?"
Tristan stopped mid step and looked at her ears, he always liked her ears, ever since high school. They were so small and delicate, just like he'd once thought she was. But when he'd gotten to know and go up against her in verbal spars, he learnt that she was far from delicate. She could hold her own against some of the very best.
"Well, I suppose growing with a mother like Lorelai and a coffee man like Luke that was bound to happen"
Whenever Lorelai and Rory got together Tristan never failed to get lost, one minute they'd be talking about the latest issue of Cosmo, the next they'd be raving on about how Luke sent fluffy purple talking cats to steal their coffee and replace it with de-caff.
Suddenly Tristan was bought back to reality by Rory's voice, it was a tone he'd never heard her use. It was like she was getting tired, yet even more worked up.
"Tristan! Again, are you going to tell me just what is going on with you. I am getting mighty sick of this and I would like to get out of the cold sometime before I start to get grey hair!"
Why was he doing this to her? She'd been waiting for the last five minutes to tell him to tell her just what was going on. All she knew now was that her wasn't cheating on her with Tiff. It doesn't get much worse than cheating, right?
"Oh, no what if he has some incurable disease with some really long name that only the people who discovered it can say! What if he only has twenty- four hours to live! What if it's only 5 minutes!!" Rory almost broke at the thought. As much as she was pissed off at him at the moment, she didn't know what she'd do if he were sick.
"For goodness sake, get a hold of yourself Rory, like he's sick, beside the look he gets when he's sick isn't there, he's got 'I've done something really naughty and you're going to be so mad' face!"
Tristan looked at the emotions playing across her face, and if the situation weren't so dire, he was sure he would have smirked! It was times like this he remembered why he loved her so much. She rarely hid her feelings from anybody. She was the most open and honest that he had ever known, at first it was strange to him at first, especially since he grew up in an environment where emotions were seen as a weakness, something that your 'friends' would use against you in hard times.
"Why couldn't I remember why I loved her when I went out and single handedly went out and screwed up the best thing that has ever happened to me? God you are one stupid son of a bitch DuGrey.".
Tristan took a deep breath, and began to tell Rory what was going on. "Ok Ror, just a warning ahead of time. When I tell you this you are going to want to kick my ass from here to Timbuktu."
Tristan briefly looked at Rory and slowly continued.
"We've been having a really rough patch lately, and as much as I love you it's been hard. And it's my fault, I've been avoiding you the last few weeks. I really haven't wanted to tell you, I've been too scared, which really does nothing to my ego or my image, but anyway for a while there I really thought that we were going to break up, so I did something monumentally stupid, and it's going to change us forever-"
"Tristan, whatever it is you've done I'm sure-"
"Rory, please can you not interrupt me, cause if I stop we might be standing here for another couple of hundred years before I get the courage to tell you again"
Uneasily Tristan took his eyes away from the ever interesting dirt on the ground and looked again at Rory who was looking at the tree behind him.
"As much as this hurts, it's something that I think that I want, that I need. It was definitely something I wanted as a when I was younger. And it really is a great opportunity for me, and maybe. maybe even you. It's what I've always wanted, and the opportunity came up and it was offered to me. Me Rory! I can't pass it up, it's a once and a lifetime opportunity"
Rory looked at him, not knowing what he was trying to get at.
"Tristan, what is going on with you, what's an opportunity, Why do you have to-"
"I've taken up an offer to finish my law degree overseas. It's all paid for and everything, then when I finish I'm guaranteed employment in New York office of Polack and Sons Law firm as a junior partner! Rory,"
Tristan went to Rory and took her hand, looking into her eyes he continued,
"I want you to come with me Rory, we'd live in Paris. The company found be this great loft apartment in the middle of the city! It would be so amazing, remember how we talked about travelling to Europe when we graduated, well we could live there for two whole years Rory, all expenses paid! I love you and I want you to come with me."
Rory looked at him dumbfounded. How could he possibly do this to them, to her. They had a life here, family, friends, school. He was just going to leave it all.
"But Tristan, I have a life here, you have a life here. I graduate next year and have my internship at the New York Times lined up for when I graduate. That's my dream Tristan, how can you ask me to just leave it all behind? Tell me, how can you?"
Tristan was devastated, the one thing tat would have made this whole thing perfect didn't want to be a part of it. He had to convince her that this was the right thing to do for both of them.
"Rory, you could defer graduation, you only have a year left. And the Time really wanted, so I'm sure that they'd wait another three years for you! Rory you are what makes this whole thing perfect. without you it wouldn't have the same meaning, the experience wouldn't be the right one!" he told her pleadingly. "Please Rory, won't you come with me?"
"Tristan I can't my life is here. And while the Times might wait for me, I don't want to wait for them! Why can't you just finish college here, then we'll travel. You already have firms lining up to employ you when you graduate."
They both looked at each other, hurt and defeat evident in both their eyes. Neither was willing to give into their dreams, yet neither wanted to let go. Tristan was going to go and nothing would change that, Rory's eyes began to well with tears at the thought of Tristan not being around. He'd left her once in high school, now he was going to do it again now.
Shaking from the emotion, Rory grabbed onto Tristan. and hugged him fiercely
"How long till you go?"
Tristan tightened his grip around Rory's waist and waited a moment, before he told her.
"A week."
Rory pulled away from Tristan, wiped her tears and put on a brave face, while inside she was shattering into tiny pieces.
"Well that's plenty of time. We can hang out, go up to Stars Hollow for a couple of days, visit Hartford to say goodbye to your family. Then we can even do some shopping for Parisy type clothes and.-"
Rorys voice cracked, looking at the ground, and forcing the flood of tears back, Rory told Tristan heartbrokenly
"I'm sorry, I just. I just can't do this. I can't lie and pretend everything's ok, that you're still going to be here in a month and everything's fine. I can't be with you Tristan, knowing that you're leaving me. I. I just can't!"
Rory turned her back and ran through the forest away from the man she loved and her best friend.
The "mothers mother" comment is not a typo either! Just FYI
Ok, ok, so I kinda don't really like this chapter too much. But it's ok. Plus my exams are now officially finished! Yes!!! Anyhow, that's another chapter done, and it IS NOT the end of the story. I actually have a plan for the first time ever! So you know the drill Read and review!
Luv Rach xoxo
On with the story.
Disclaimer Don't you think if I owned the Gilmore Girls that we poor, poor Aussies would still be getting our new episodes of the Gilmore Girls, instead of just getting season 1 on pay tv! Plus Milo and Tristan would not have left, ever! Simple as that. But never fear, I am saving up all my shiny pennies to buy them from ASP, and I am proud to say that after 6 months of very intensive saving I now have a total of 50 cents, Yay me!!
Rating: PG
The Clearing
Part Four- Dreams
Previously.
She looked at him . She knew what he was thinking. She always knew what he was thinking. He was trying to bail on this. He was avoiding telling her whatever it is that's so important. She wasn't getting out of it, though. She'd had enough and she was going to find out once and for all what was going on.
"Tristan."
_______________________________________________________________
Again Rory was met with silence, which was strange because normally it was hard to shut him up. But now, this was just eerie. She knew from the way that he wasn't talking that this was huge, and definitely not of the good 'Yay. We've won a lifetime supply of coffee!' good.
"Maybe it's better if he doesn't tell me. oh, who am I kidding I've got to know, I am my mothers mother after all!"
"Tristan! Are you going to tell me or are you going to hop a rocket to Mars first?"
Tristan stopped mid step and looked at her ears, he always liked her ears, ever since high school. They were so small and delicate, just like he'd once thought she was. But when he'd gotten to know and go up against her in verbal spars, he learnt that she was far from delicate. She could hold her own against some of the very best.
"Well, I suppose growing with a mother like Lorelai and a coffee man like Luke that was bound to happen"
Whenever Lorelai and Rory got together Tristan never failed to get lost, one minute they'd be talking about the latest issue of Cosmo, the next they'd be raving on about how Luke sent fluffy purple talking cats to steal their coffee and replace it with de-caff.
Suddenly Tristan was bought back to reality by Rory's voice, it was a tone he'd never heard her use. It was like she was getting tired, yet even more worked up.
"Tristan! Again, are you going to tell me just what is going on with you. I am getting mighty sick of this and I would like to get out of the cold sometime before I start to get grey hair!"
Why was he doing this to her? She'd been waiting for the last five minutes to tell him to tell her just what was going on. All she knew now was that her wasn't cheating on her with Tiff. It doesn't get much worse than cheating, right?
"Oh, no what if he has some incurable disease with some really long name that only the people who discovered it can say! What if he only has twenty- four hours to live! What if it's only 5 minutes!!" Rory almost broke at the thought. As much as she was pissed off at him at the moment, she didn't know what she'd do if he were sick.
"For goodness sake, get a hold of yourself Rory, like he's sick, beside the look he gets when he's sick isn't there, he's got 'I've done something really naughty and you're going to be so mad' face!"
Tristan looked at the emotions playing across her face, and if the situation weren't so dire, he was sure he would have smirked! It was times like this he remembered why he loved her so much. She rarely hid her feelings from anybody. She was the most open and honest that he had ever known, at first it was strange to him at first, especially since he grew up in an environment where emotions were seen as a weakness, something that your 'friends' would use against you in hard times.
"Why couldn't I remember why I loved her when I went out and single handedly went out and screwed up the best thing that has ever happened to me? God you are one stupid son of a bitch DuGrey.".
Tristan took a deep breath, and began to tell Rory what was going on. "Ok Ror, just a warning ahead of time. When I tell you this you are going to want to kick my ass from here to Timbuktu."
Tristan briefly looked at Rory and slowly continued.
"We've been having a really rough patch lately, and as much as I love you it's been hard. And it's my fault, I've been avoiding you the last few weeks. I really haven't wanted to tell you, I've been too scared, which really does nothing to my ego or my image, but anyway for a while there I really thought that we were going to break up, so I did something monumentally stupid, and it's going to change us forever-"
"Tristan, whatever it is you've done I'm sure-"
"Rory, please can you not interrupt me, cause if I stop we might be standing here for another couple of hundred years before I get the courage to tell you again"
Uneasily Tristan took his eyes away from the ever interesting dirt on the ground and looked again at Rory who was looking at the tree behind him.
"As much as this hurts, it's something that I think that I want, that I need. It was definitely something I wanted as a when I was younger. And it really is a great opportunity for me, and maybe. maybe even you. It's what I've always wanted, and the opportunity came up and it was offered to me. Me Rory! I can't pass it up, it's a once and a lifetime opportunity"
Rory looked at him, not knowing what he was trying to get at.
"Tristan, what is going on with you, what's an opportunity, Why do you have to-"
"I've taken up an offer to finish my law degree overseas. It's all paid for and everything, then when I finish I'm guaranteed employment in New York office of Polack and Sons Law firm as a junior partner! Rory,"
Tristan went to Rory and took her hand, looking into her eyes he continued,
"I want you to come with me Rory, we'd live in Paris. The company found be this great loft apartment in the middle of the city! It would be so amazing, remember how we talked about travelling to Europe when we graduated, well we could live there for two whole years Rory, all expenses paid! I love you and I want you to come with me."
Rory looked at him dumbfounded. How could he possibly do this to them, to her. They had a life here, family, friends, school. He was just going to leave it all.
"But Tristan, I have a life here, you have a life here. I graduate next year and have my internship at the New York Times lined up for when I graduate. That's my dream Tristan, how can you ask me to just leave it all behind? Tell me, how can you?"
Tristan was devastated, the one thing tat would have made this whole thing perfect didn't want to be a part of it. He had to convince her that this was the right thing to do for both of them.
"Rory, you could defer graduation, you only have a year left. And the Time really wanted, so I'm sure that they'd wait another three years for you! Rory you are what makes this whole thing perfect. without you it wouldn't have the same meaning, the experience wouldn't be the right one!" he told her pleadingly. "Please Rory, won't you come with me?"
"Tristan I can't my life is here. And while the Times might wait for me, I don't want to wait for them! Why can't you just finish college here, then we'll travel. You already have firms lining up to employ you when you graduate."
They both looked at each other, hurt and defeat evident in both their eyes. Neither was willing to give into their dreams, yet neither wanted to let go. Tristan was going to go and nothing would change that, Rory's eyes began to well with tears at the thought of Tristan not being around. He'd left her once in high school, now he was going to do it again now.
Shaking from the emotion, Rory grabbed onto Tristan. and hugged him fiercely
"How long till you go?"
Tristan tightened his grip around Rory's waist and waited a moment, before he told her.
"A week."
Rory pulled away from Tristan, wiped her tears and put on a brave face, while inside she was shattering into tiny pieces.
"Well that's plenty of time. We can hang out, go up to Stars Hollow for a couple of days, visit Hartford to say goodbye to your family. Then we can even do some shopping for Parisy type clothes and.-"
Rorys voice cracked, looking at the ground, and forcing the flood of tears back, Rory told Tristan heartbrokenly
"I'm sorry, I just. I just can't do this. I can't lie and pretend everything's ok, that you're still going to be here in a month and everything's fine. I can't be with you Tristan, knowing that you're leaving me. I. I just can't!"
Rory turned her back and ran through the forest away from the man she loved and her best friend.
The "mothers mother" comment is not a typo either! Just FYI
Ok, ok, so I kinda don't really like this chapter too much. But it's ok. Plus my exams are now officially finished! Yes!!! Anyhow, that's another chapter done, and it IS NOT the end of the story. I actually have a plan for the first time ever! So you know the drill Read and review!
Luv Rach xoxo