Truth?


The plan went smoothly up to the point. He had snuck into the building through the vents, while Carver was messing up the security and air systems. He crawled past Sloane's office and it took him all his might not to jump down and kill the bastard. He crawled on until he saw her.

She was now half awake. He wasn't too late. He knew that these people wouldn't start work until she could feel all of the pain.

He punched the shaft through and jumped down. He came face to face with Rory Gilmore. She looked in a daze so he did the only thing he could do to save her. Tristan reached into a chemical cabinet and pulled out adrenaline.

"I'm sorry Rory." He said quietly as he loaded up a syringe with a thick needle. "This is going to hurt." He put his hand over her mouth with one hand and shot her with the syringe with the other. Rory's cry of pain was muffled as the thick needle went into her chest.

Her eyes shot open and stared at him. "Tristan." It took awhile for it to register. "Where are we?"

Tristan pulled her up. "I'll explain later. We need to get out of here." He motioned towards the open vent shaft on the ceiling. Before she could protest, Rory felt herself being hoisted by the waist into the shaft. She reached up and pulled herself up.

Tristan picked up the face plate of the shaft and handed it to her before pulled himself up into the vent. He put the plate on just as a SD-6 officer came into the room. The man frantically looked around before running out to Sloane.

The pair crawled slowly, trying to stay as quiet as possible. Tristan stopped on top of Sloane's office and heard the officer trying to get the words out. He figured that they had less than 2 minutes to get out before the whole agency was looking for them.

He hurried Rory along as they reached the end of the shaft. Rory crawled towards the light and stood up as she got out. Tristan followed behind her and stared in shock. They were surrounded by 4 men with guns.

Before Rory could register what was happened, she felt herself being thrown to the ground by Tristan. He then started to fight. Rory watched as Tristan took the men out one by one. He had one emotion in his eyes, anger. As the men lay shifting about, Tristan grabbed one of their guns and pulled Rory from the ground. He pulled her as he ran out to a dark blue van. A man sat inside the driver's side waiting for them to get in.


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As they sat in the back of the bumpy van, Tristan never took his eyes off Rory. Finally one of them spoke.

"Are you okay?" He asked in a worried voice.

She looked up at him. The contacts were gone and his roots had grown out, covering his head with blond hair with brown tips. He looked more like the Tristan she had once known.

"Yes. Thank you." Rory could barely squeak out.

"I'm sorry. It's my fault. I don't know how they found out where you lived. I mean I--" He was interrupted by Rory's quiet voice.

"I wasn't at my house." Tristan looked at her questioningly. "I was at yours." Rory said, looking into his eyes.

Before Tristan could respond, Carver yelled back to them. "You two have to get out of here. There's a car waiting for you at the end of this street. Get out and drive to the Ontario airport. It's about an hour away. There's a flight waiting for you there."


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The two jumped out of the van and got into their new car silently. After about 10 minutes, Rory noticed a ring on her finger. It was an engagement ring. "Where did this come from?" She said to herself.

Tristan looked over and saw her staring at the ring. "It's mine."

Rory stared questioningly. "Then why is it-- oh." She understood. She pulled the ring off her finger and held it out for Tristan to take.

"Keep it." He said as he concentrated on the road.


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Sorry these chapters are so short and take forever to get updated. I'll try to be better at that. =\