A/N:
Amelie Cassandra: Thank you so much! I'm glad you liked it! And you will soon find out why Ben hates Tristan
AlexiaWarren: Thank you!!! And about the flashback: I wanted to put a lovescene in...to clarify the relationship between Tristan and Rory...and cause I just love smut!
WatchfulEyes: I'm updating as often as I can...I just love this fic right now!
BeyonceKelisHolmes: I love your review! And sorry about the cliffy's all the time but I just love cliffhangers! Makes the readers want more :P
GythienElvenBabe: She doesn't remember him yet...but don't worry...she won't stay with Ben!
Piper-h-99: I'm updating! Hope you like it!
Chelle5: I hope you like how this story is developing...you will soon find out what happened between Ben and Tristan...
Coffeechick87: You got that partly right...he doesn't know she has amnesia...but he knows Rory and he knows she would never do something like that to Lorelai, so he suspects something is wrong...
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Tristan stole another glance at Rory, his heart aching with the realization that eventhough she wasn't dead he had still lost her. All the time he was talking to the hostess he could feel two eyes burning into his back. Turning around to cast a quick glance at the owner of those eyes he met up with a face that was fuming with anger. He had never seen so much hatred in someone's eyes and wondered why he was the instigator of all this.
His eyes traveled over the girl standing next to him, again feeling a sharp pain in his chest as she avoided his eyes. He kept watching her and saw how she placed her hand on the other guys arm and whispered something in his ear. The guy nodded and wrapped his arms around her waist, placing a soft kiss on her lips.
Tristan suppressed the urge to break something and instead of pulling Rory out of the arms of the other man he just turned his head back to the hostess. Thoughts were whirling in his head. Who was that guy? Why was she with him? What had happened to her?
He was burning with anger and hatred for this other man. How the hell did he get her? She didn't belong in another mans arms, especially not in this mans arms, for it was obvious that he hated Tristan, eventhough Tristan couldn't remember ever seeing him before.
As they turned to leave Tristan asked the hostess for their names.
"Those two? Don't they make a lovely couple? It's Ben Passmore and his lovely fiancée Lydia Langford"
Fiancée?
Tristan nearly choked on his drink and managed not to spill it all over the beautiful dress the hostess was wearing. His Rory was engaged to someone else! He hadn't even registered the name the hostess was calling her. But then it struck him.
Lydia Langford...the second survivor on that plane...was Rory Gilmore. He reckoned she had suffered from memoryloss. All of the sudden Aidans words came back to him. How much Rory looked like Lydia. So much that it had been spooky.
For a second his heart stopped beating. What if he was mistaken? What if it really was Lydia Langford? Maybe he was just holding onto something that wasn't there. Maybe he wanted her so bad to be Rory that he didn't notice the tiny differences there were between them, differences that were only visible to people that really knew them. He knew every little detail of Rory's body, but he hadn't seen her long enough to exclude the option that it was really Lydia.
~~**~~
When Rory stepped out of the building she noticed something missing. Her engagementring, the one she had gotten from Tristan, had slipped off her finger and fallen to the floor. For some reason she felt really sad and empty without it, but looking at Bens engagementring on her other finger she was glad that she hadn't lost that. For a moment her mind toyed with getting back inside and trying to find it, but Ben persuaded her to go home. He told her that someone would find it and make sure it got back to her.
And someone did.
~~**~~
Tristan noticed something shiny on the floor. Picking it up he felt his heart jump. It was his engagementring. That meant...that Lydia really was his Rory. And now he had a good reason to see her.
He slipped the ring into his pocket, treasuring it for all the memories it held, and cause it maybe secured his future. If only he could get Rory alone...if he could talk to her...maybe she would start remembering things and she would leave this other guy. He knew he had to act fast, if he didn't she would marry this other guy and everything would be in vain.
After excusing himself to the hosts he left and drove home in his BMW. His mind was racing. He was going to see Rory...and dammit he wasn't going to leave without her!
~~**~~
The phone startled Lorelai. She quickly picked up the phone, hoping for some good news this time.
"Lorelai?"
"Tristan?"
In his voice she heard that something was wrong...or rather...different. She silently waited for him to formulate his response.
"I've seen her Lorelai...she isn't dead..."
Lorelai smiled piteous. She knew he was frantically searching for things that proved that she was still alive...so he wouldn't have to move on.
"Tristan...it's time you accept the truth...she is..."
"No!"
His voice sounded confident.
"She's not! I saw her at a party yesterday! She just thought she was someone else! She survived the crash! She thinks she's Lydia Langford! I know it's her Lore! I saw her engagementring!"
"Engagementring?"
Lorelai echood.
Tristan sighed. He had never told her about the fight...too scared that she might blame everything on him.
"Long story"
He sighed.
"It's true Lore...I saw her...she's alive..."
Lorelai felt like shouting and screaming and dancing and crying and everything at the same time. If she hadn't been so dizzy she would have jumped up and down, ran out to the street and shouted the news: her daughter wasn't dead! Instead she just took a few deep breaths and tried to stay calm.
"What are you going to do?"
Tristan explained the plan...he didn't want to startle her, so he would have to see her alone. He knew Lorelai wanted to see her more than anything but he was too scared she'd flee right into Bens arms. And he wasn't sure if he would be able to get her out again if she was frightened of him.
Lorelai understood. She agreed with Tristan that right now the most important thing was for Rory to get her memory back. So she wouldn't go to Rory just yet. She was going to Tristan though. Tristan knew he wouldn't be able to hold her back, and he didn't want to. He needed someone who was as close to Rory as he was, someone who understood what he was trying to do and why it was so damn important.
~~**~~
Rory was picking out a weddingdress and dreaming of her wedding. Ben had ensured her that money wasn't a subject and that he wanted her to buy anything she liked. So now she was standing in the biggest bridalshop in London, trying to pick out the perfect dress.
~~**~~
Tristan had promised his secretary to pick up the voile that she was going to wear on her big day. He had taken the day off to think about a way to approach Rory. He was sure that Ben wouldn't let him see her, and he desperately tried to find a way to get her alone. Unfortunately, he had to admit, he didn't have a clue.
~~**~~
"You look wonderful miss"
Rory twirled around in a beautiful white dress. It was lowcut and hugged her body in all the right places without making it ordinary. She looked truly gorgeous and her happy smile only increased that image.
~~**~~
Tristan turned around when he heard that comment. For some reason he had always liked to see girls in weddingdresses. They seemed so happy. He had always wondered how Rory would look in that kind of dress...if she would be carrying that same smile that all the young brides seemed to carry.
~~**~~
She did.
For a moment his breath stopped. She looked exactly like he expected her to look. Happy, all shiny and confident. Then reality sunk in and he had to fight tears from appearing in his eyes. She was happy alright...just not with him. She was going to marry another guy...one she truly loved if he could believe the look in her eyes.
Tristan walked towards her, unsure of how to approach her. He deliberately shielded off his eyes, not wanting her to know how much it hurt him to see her like this. Not wanting to show how much he wanted her.
"Lydia"
She turned around to face him, her eyes questioning at first. That quickly turned into a mixture of sadness, relief and a bit of fear.
"Tristan"
She replied in the same soft tone. He smiled at her.
"You know who I am?"
She nodded and smiled slightly.
"Ben told me"
Tristan nodded too.
"I wanted to ask you a question"
The look in her eyes turned into curiosity. She looked around, contemplating on the where.
"Give me a second...we could go out for coffee"
Tristan nodded again and smiled. That was his Rory...always in the mood for coffee.
~~**~~
Rory wondered what he wanted from her. She was a bit scared of him, but at the same time she felt like she should hold onto this man. He was her only link to the past. She wanted to know everything that he knew. Looking into his beautiful eyes she let her thoughts wander for a couple of seconds, unable to form a coherent answer to his question. She took another sip from her coffee and lowered her eyes.
"The planecrash? I don't really remember anything about it...or what happened before the crash"
Tristan watched all her familiar movements...how she wrapped her hands around the coffeecup...as she was holding onto it like it was her lifesafer. How she brushed her hair behind her ear. How she smiled...how that smile seemed to fade as she was lost in thoughts...it pained him to see her like this. He wanted her to remember too. He wanted her to know how much they had loved eachother...that she wasn't like this...she wasn't Lydia Langford and she didn't belong here in London with Ben.
"You see...I had a girlfriend...and she went to visit London on that plane...I just want to know everything that has happened in her final moments...I wish I could have been there with her"
He knew it wouldn't be smart to confront her about their relationship just yet and instead just watched her as her eyes displayed her emotions. Compassion...sadness.
"I'm sorry"
She whispered, before taking another sip from her coffee.
"Can I show you a picture? Maybe you'll remember something..."
She smiled and nodded. He smiled back before taking his wallet out of his pocket. In his pocket he felt the engagementring, but he decided that the ring would have to wait a little longer. Taking the picture out his eyes lingered on it for a moment. He loved this picture of her. She was standing on the bridge, her eyes sparkly and a single ray of sun shining directly on her. That was how she was. She was his sun...the one he needed in his life to survive.
Handing her the picture he was once again mesmerized by the display of emotions in her eyes. She looked up at him with disbelief in her eyes.
"Is this some kind of joke? That is me..."
He swallowed.
"Rory...it's my girlfriend Rory. See...what happened...one of you survived...and you and Rory looked a lot like eachother..."
Rory frowned, trying to grasp the meaning of his words.
"And you're thinking I am her? Why?"
He took the ring out of his pocket and held it in his hand.
"Cause I gave you this ring the night before the plane crashed...when I asked you to marry me..."
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A/N: Again...cliffhanger! Sorry people! Anyways...please review!!! I love how much reviews I'm getting for this story!!! And please please please can you guys read and review my Spuffy? It's called "Payback"! It's the first Spuffy I've ever written cause normally I'm a Rileyshipper!
Amelie Cassandra: Thank you so much! I'm glad you liked it! And you will soon find out why Ben hates Tristan
AlexiaWarren: Thank you!!! And about the flashback: I wanted to put a lovescene in...to clarify the relationship between Tristan and Rory...and cause I just love smut!
WatchfulEyes: I'm updating as often as I can...I just love this fic right now!
BeyonceKelisHolmes: I love your review! And sorry about the cliffy's all the time but I just love cliffhangers! Makes the readers want more :P
GythienElvenBabe: She doesn't remember him yet...but don't worry...she won't stay with Ben!
Piper-h-99: I'm updating! Hope you like it!
Chelle5: I hope you like how this story is developing...you will soon find out what happened between Ben and Tristan...
Coffeechick87: You got that partly right...he doesn't know she has amnesia...but he knows Rory and he knows she would never do something like that to Lorelai, so he suspects something is wrong...
~~**~~
Tristan stole another glance at Rory, his heart aching with the realization that eventhough she wasn't dead he had still lost her. All the time he was talking to the hostess he could feel two eyes burning into his back. Turning around to cast a quick glance at the owner of those eyes he met up with a face that was fuming with anger. He had never seen so much hatred in someone's eyes and wondered why he was the instigator of all this.
His eyes traveled over the girl standing next to him, again feeling a sharp pain in his chest as she avoided his eyes. He kept watching her and saw how she placed her hand on the other guys arm and whispered something in his ear. The guy nodded and wrapped his arms around her waist, placing a soft kiss on her lips.
Tristan suppressed the urge to break something and instead of pulling Rory out of the arms of the other man he just turned his head back to the hostess. Thoughts were whirling in his head. Who was that guy? Why was she with him? What had happened to her?
He was burning with anger and hatred for this other man. How the hell did he get her? She didn't belong in another mans arms, especially not in this mans arms, for it was obvious that he hated Tristan, eventhough Tristan couldn't remember ever seeing him before.
As they turned to leave Tristan asked the hostess for their names.
"Those two? Don't they make a lovely couple? It's Ben Passmore and his lovely fiancée Lydia Langford"
Fiancée?
Tristan nearly choked on his drink and managed not to spill it all over the beautiful dress the hostess was wearing. His Rory was engaged to someone else! He hadn't even registered the name the hostess was calling her. But then it struck him.
Lydia Langford...the second survivor on that plane...was Rory Gilmore. He reckoned she had suffered from memoryloss. All of the sudden Aidans words came back to him. How much Rory looked like Lydia. So much that it had been spooky.
For a second his heart stopped beating. What if he was mistaken? What if it really was Lydia Langford? Maybe he was just holding onto something that wasn't there. Maybe he wanted her so bad to be Rory that he didn't notice the tiny differences there were between them, differences that were only visible to people that really knew them. He knew every little detail of Rory's body, but he hadn't seen her long enough to exclude the option that it was really Lydia.
~~**~~
When Rory stepped out of the building she noticed something missing. Her engagementring, the one she had gotten from Tristan, had slipped off her finger and fallen to the floor. For some reason she felt really sad and empty without it, but looking at Bens engagementring on her other finger she was glad that she hadn't lost that. For a moment her mind toyed with getting back inside and trying to find it, but Ben persuaded her to go home. He told her that someone would find it and make sure it got back to her.
And someone did.
~~**~~
Tristan noticed something shiny on the floor. Picking it up he felt his heart jump. It was his engagementring. That meant...that Lydia really was his Rory. And now he had a good reason to see her.
He slipped the ring into his pocket, treasuring it for all the memories it held, and cause it maybe secured his future. If only he could get Rory alone...if he could talk to her...maybe she would start remembering things and she would leave this other guy. He knew he had to act fast, if he didn't she would marry this other guy and everything would be in vain.
After excusing himself to the hosts he left and drove home in his BMW. His mind was racing. He was going to see Rory...and dammit he wasn't going to leave without her!
~~**~~
The phone startled Lorelai. She quickly picked up the phone, hoping for some good news this time.
"Lorelai?"
"Tristan?"
In his voice she heard that something was wrong...or rather...different. She silently waited for him to formulate his response.
"I've seen her Lorelai...she isn't dead..."
Lorelai smiled piteous. She knew he was frantically searching for things that proved that she was still alive...so he wouldn't have to move on.
"Tristan...it's time you accept the truth...she is..."
"No!"
His voice sounded confident.
"She's not! I saw her at a party yesterday! She just thought she was someone else! She survived the crash! She thinks she's Lydia Langford! I know it's her Lore! I saw her engagementring!"
"Engagementring?"
Lorelai echood.
Tristan sighed. He had never told her about the fight...too scared that she might blame everything on him.
"Long story"
He sighed.
"It's true Lore...I saw her...she's alive..."
Lorelai felt like shouting and screaming and dancing and crying and everything at the same time. If she hadn't been so dizzy she would have jumped up and down, ran out to the street and shouted the news: her daughter wasn't dead! Instead she just took a few deep breaths and tried to stay calm.
"What are you going to do?"
Tristan explained the plan...he didn't want to startle her, so he would have to see her alone. He knew Lorelai wanted to see her more than anything but he was too scared she'd flee right into Bens arms. And he wasn't sure if he would be able to get her out again if she was frightened of him.
Lorelai understood. She agreed with Tristan that right now the most important thing was for Rory to get her memory back. So she wouldn't go to Rory just yet. She was going to Tristan though. Tristan knew he wouldn't be able to hold her back, and he didn't want to. He needed someone who was as close to Rory as he was, someone who understood what he was trying to do and why it was so damn important.
~~**~~
Rory was picking out a weddingdress and dreaming of her wedding. Ben had ensured her that money wasn't a subject and that he wanted her to buy anything she liked. So now she was standing in the biggest bridalshop in London, trying to pick out the perfect dress.
~~**~~
Tristan had promised his secretary to pick up the voile that she was going to wear on her big day. He had taken the day off to think about a way to approach Rory. He was sure that Ben wouldn't let him see her, and he desperately tried to find a way to get her alone. Unfortunately, he had to admit, he didn't have a clue.
~~**~~
"You look wonderful miss"
Rory twirled around in a beautiful white dress. It was lowcut and hugged her body in all the right places without making it ordinary. She looked truly gorgeous and her happy smile only increased that image.
~~**~~
Tristan turned around when he heard that comment. For some reason he had always liked to see girls in weddingdresses. They seemed so happy. He had always wondered how Rory would look in that kind of dress...if she would be carrying that same smile that all the young brides seemed to carry.
~~**~~
She did.
For a moment his breath stopped. She looked exactly like he expected her to look. Happy, all shiny and confident. Then reality sunk in and he had to fight tears from appearing in his eyes. She was happy alright...just not with him. She was going to marry another guy...one she truly loved if he could believe the look in her eyes.
Tristan walked towards her, unsure of how to approach her. He deliberately shielded off his eyes, not wanting her to know how much it hurt him to see her like this. Not wanting to show how much he wanted her.
"Lydia"
She turned around to face him, her eyes questioning at first. That quickly turned into a mixture of sadness, relief and a bit of fear.
"Tristan"
She replied in the same soft tone. He smiled at her.
"You know who I am?"
She nodded and smiled slightly.
"Ben told me"
Tristan nodded too.
"I wanted to ask you a question"
The look in her eyes turned into curiosity. She looked around, contemplating on the where.
"Give me a second...we could go out for coffee"
Tristan nodded again and smiled. That was his Rory...always in the mood for coffee.
~~**~~
Rory wondered what he wanted from her. She was a bit scared of him, but at the same time she felt like she should hold onto this man. He was her only link to the past. She wanted to know everything that he knew. Looking into his beautiful eyes she let her thoughts wander for a couple of seconds, unable to form a coherent answer to his question. She took another sip from her coffee and lowered her eyes.
"The planecrash? I don't really remember anything about it...or what happened before the crash"
Tristan watched all her familiar movements...how she wrapped her hands around the coffeecup...as she was holding onto it like it was her lifesafer. How she brushed her hair behind her ear. How she smiled...how that smile seemed to fade as she was lost in thoughts...it pained him to see her like this. He wanted her to remember too. He wanted her to know how much they had loved eachother...that she wasn't like this...she wasn't Lydia Langford and she didn't belong here in London with Ben.
"You see...I had a girlfriend...and she went to visit London on that plane...I just want to know everything that has happened in her final moments...I wish I could have been there with her"
He knew it wouldn't be smart to confront her about their relationship just yet and instead just watched her as her eyes displayed her emotions. Compassion...sadness.
"I'm sorry"
She whispered, before taking another sip from her coffee.
"Can I show you a picture? Maybe you'll remember something..."
She smiled and nodded. He smiled back before taking his wallet out of his pocket. In his pocket he felt the engagementring, but he decided that the ring would have to wait a little longer. Taking the picture out his eyes lingered on it for a moment. He loved this picture of her. She was standing on the bridge, her eyes sparkly and a single ray of sun shining directly on her. That was how she was. She was his sun...the one he needed in his life to survive.
Handing her the picture he was once again mesmerized by the display of emotions in her eyes. She looked up at him with disbelief in her eyes.
"Is this some kind of joke? That is me..."
He swallowed.
"Rory...it's my girlfriend Rory. See...what happened...one of you survived...and you and Rory looked a lot like eachother..."
Rory frowned, trying to grasp the meaning of his words.
"And you're thinking I am her? Why?"
He took the ring out of his pocket and held it in his hand.
"Cause I gave you this ring the night before the plane crashed...when I asked you to marry me..."
~~**~~
A/N: Again...cliffhanger! Sorry people! Anyways...please review!!! I love how much reviews I'm getting for this story!!! And please please please can you guys read and review my Spuffy? It's called "Payback"! It's the first Spuffy I've ever written cause normally I'm a Rileyshipper!