A/N- Thanks again to everyone who reviewed! I hope this chapter is good!
Disclaimer- I don't own the pink panther, gosh darn it..or the band Mates
of State, which are amazingly amazing and everyone should check them out.
Also I don't own Adidas or Vans.
"Okay, so the chicken's is a little dry and the rice is a little overcooked, but it's good right?" Rory asked Jess who sat at the kitchen table of her apartment with the cutest expression on his face as he poked at the chicken skeptically.
"Um, yeah so I'm thinking it was a good idea you tried your culinary expertise on me before you fed Tristan. Seriously Ror, let me cook and you can say you made it," Jess replied, walking over to the trash can where he dumped the destroyed food.
"No Jess, I wanted to cook for him," Rory replied placing a hand on her hip as she blew a rebellious strand of hair from her face.
"Okay, so how long did you actually want him to live?" Jess asked sarcastically.
"Hey! Not funny!" Rory responded, slapping him on the shoulder.
"I'm kidding, listen just don't worry about it. He'll grin and bear whatever you place before him," Jess stated kissing her on the forehead as he grabbed his coat and headed to the door.
"Hey where are you going mister?" Rory asked following him, still wearing her oven mitten and pink panther apron.
"I have a date, besides you have to get ready, he's expecting you in an hour," Jess answered as he opened the door.
"So I was thinking that maybe I'll just buy something and bring it to him," Rory stated taking off her apron and oven mitten.
"Rory, if you just bring yourself that'd be enough for him, believe me, I remember, I've been there," Jess responded, kissing her again gently on the cheek and then disappearing down the hall.
Forty minutes later Rory was ready. She wore light blue fitted hip hugger jeans, a pink Mates of State baby t-shirt, a burgundy Adidas style jacket with two white stripes down the arms, and brown Vans that had wicker siding (I've seen those shoes and they are SOOO cute!). Her hair was left mostly down with the top pulled loosely back. The only makeup she wore was eyeliner, mascara, blush, and peachy colored lip gloss. Grabbing her bag she headed out of her apartment building to the parking garage. Stopping on the way she picked up some pizza and soda. Finally she arrived at his apartment and was once again greeted by a smiling Joe. "Hey Rory, come in," Joe said opening the door.
"You look like you're getting ready to go somewhere," Rory stated as she walked in and noticed Joe with his coat and shoes on.
"Yeah, I have a date tonight," Joe responded, still smiling.
"Seems like everyone has a date tonight!" Rory stated taking off her jacket and placing it on the sofa next to the door.
"Yeah, and my dad has been waiting all day for his so you'd better get on in there," Joe replied laughing as Rory hurriedly walked to Tristan's room.
"Bye Joe, have a great time!" Rory called.
"Thanks you too!" Joe called as he shut the door.
"Rory, I'm glad you're here," Tristan said once Rory entered his room.
"I'm glad too, and I've come bearing gifts," Ror responded smiling.
"Pizza and soda, very nice," Tristan stated smiling at Rory's cute gesture.
"I was going to cook for you, but Jess' expression at my practice dinner suggested otherwise," Rory said, sitting down on the bed next to him.
"Rory I have to talk to you about something," Tristan stated in a serious tone.
"Yeah?" Rory asked.
"Joe doesn't know yet, but I only have maybe six months left. While he was at school my nurse took me to the hospital for my usual therapy and before I left my doctor told me," Tristan responded, his eyes clouding over.
Rory stared at him dumbfounded. Her eyes began to fill up with tears and just as quickly as they formed they ran down her cheeks.
"You can't leave me Tristan, not after I just found you!" Rory exclaimed as she laid her head on the pillow next to his and stared at him, tears continuing to wet the pillow. She gently stroked his blonde hair as he placed his arm around her small waist.
"Rory, you'll never be alone, I'll always be with you," Tristan replied, "Besides, I still have some time to spend with you, and they'll be the best six months ever, I promise," He stated softly, holding back his own tears.
"Okay, so the chicken's is a little dry and the rice is a little overcooked, but it's good right?" Rory asked Jess who sat at the kitchen table of her apartment with the cutest expression on his face as he poked at the chicken skeptically.
"Um, yeah so I'm thinking it was a good idea you tried your culinary expertise on me before you fed Tristan. Seriously Ror, let me cook and you can say you made it," Jess replied, walking over to the trash can where he dumped the destroyed food.
"No Jess, I wanted to cook for him," Rory replied placing a hand on her hip as she blew a rebellious strand of hair from her face.
"Okay, so how long did you actually want him to live?" Jess asked sarcastically.
"Hey! Not funny!" Rory responded, slapping him on the shoulder.
"I'm kidding, listen just don't worry about it. He'll grin and bear whatever you place before him," Jess stated kissing her on the forehead as he grabbed his coat and headed to the door.
"Hey where are you going mister?" Rory asked following him, still wearing her oven mitten and pink panther apron.
"I have a date, besides you have to get ready, he's expecting you in an hour," Jess answered as he opened the door.
"So I was thinking that maybe I'll just buy something and bring it to him," Rory stated taking off her apron and oven mitten.
"Rory, if you just bring yourself that'd be enough for him, believe me, I remember, I've been there," Jess responded, kissing her again gently on the cheek and then disappearing down the hall.
Forty minutes later Rory was ready. She wore light blue fitted hip hugger jeans, a pink Mates of State baby t-shirt, a burgundy Adidas style jacket with two white stripes down the arms, and brown Vans that had wicker siding (I've seen those shoes and they are SOOO cute!). Her hair was left mostly down with the top pulled loosely back. The only makeup she wore was eyeliner, mascara, blush, and peachy colored lip gloss. Grabbing her bag she headed out of her apartment building to the parking garage. Stopping on the way she picked up some pizza and soda. Finally she arrived at his apartment and was once again greeted by a smiling Joe. "Hey Rory, come in," Joe said opening the door.
"You look like you're getting ready to go somewhere," Rory stated as she walked in and noticed Joe with his coat and shoes on.
"Yeah, I have a date tonight," Joe responded, still smiling.
"Seems like everyone has a date tonight!" Rory stated taking off her jacket and placing it on the sofa next to the door.
"Yeah, and my dad has been waiting all day for his so you'd better get on in there," Joe replied laughing as Rory hurriedly walked to Tristan's room.
"Bye Joe, have a great time!" Rory called.
"Thanks you too!" Joe called as he shut the door.
"Rory, I'm glad you're here," Tristan said once Rory entered his room.
"I'm glad too, and I've come bearing gifts," Ror responded smiling.
"Pizza and soda, very nice," Tristan stated smiling at Rory's cute gesture.
"I was going to cook for you, but Jess' expression at my practice dinner suggested otherwise," Rory said, sitting down on the bed next to him.
"Rory I have to talk to you about something," Tristan stated in a serious tone.
"Yeah?" Rory asked.
"Joe doesn't know yet, but I only have maybe six months left. While he was at school my nurse took me to the hospital for my usual therapy and before I left my doctor told me," Tristan responded, his eyes clouding over.
Rory stared at him dumbfounded. Her eyes began to fill up with tears and just as quickly as they formed they ran down her cheeks.
"You can't leave me Tristan, not after I just found you!" Rory exclaimed as she laid her head on the pillow next to his and stared at him, tears continuing to wet the pillow. She gently stroked his blonde hair as he placed his arm around her small waist.
"Rory, you'll never be alone, I'll always be with you," Tristan replied, "Besides, I still have some time to spend with you, and they'll be the best six months ever, I promise," He stated softly, holding back his own tears.