Hey all, thanks for all of the reviews, in the last chapter, I said my conflicting plans for this story were coming to a compromise but they have started arguing again, their causing quite a bit of noise in my head and its starting to give me a headache so if anyone has any ideas, I'd love to hear them, if I go with an idea, whoever gives it, will of course get full credit, if someone happens to suggest one of the plans I have, I'll go with that one! Enjoy!

Rory was pacing her room in anger. She was crying uncontrollably and that mixed with the anger made her feel sick, or maybe that was just the thought of Tristan and Katy together. She had looked at Tristan with pure adoration and love in her eyes and all Rory could think about was the fact that last night, while Katy was probably in her room, being all cheery and faithful and in love with Tristan, Tristan was here in her room doing unspeakable things, making Rory swear like a sailor and scream in ecstasy. There was an anxious knock on the door.

'Go away Tristan.'

'It's me.' Lorelai called through the door.

Rory rushed over and opened the door, to be met with the sight of her very worried looking mother.

'I thought it was Tristan.'

'I figured.'

'Why isn't he here?'

'Tristan? When you thought I was him you told him to go away.'

'He should be here so I can tell him to go away.'

'If all you want to do is tell him to go away, why want him to come?'

'So that I can tell him to go away.'

'But what's the point if you're going to tell him to go away?'

'The point is he should've followed me.'

'Ah, now I get it.'

'He's probably with her.'

'Aw, honey-'

'No he said he wanted me, that she meant nothing to him but then I see them together and she's all over him. It didn't really look like he minded from where I was sitting. And he should be here right now getting yelled at but instead he's with her and god, does she even know she's only going to get hurt? I mean she's completely in love with him and where was he last night? Not with her that's where! Instead he was here and I just feel so stupid-'
'Rory, what are you doing?'

'Ranting, you should recognise it, I leaned it from you.'

'Honey, I know what a rant is; you took it one step further and just breathe okay? Breathing is good, its fun, it helps you stay conscious.'

Lorelai pulled her daughter into a tight hug, and patted her back as Rory's sobs continued. Rory soon calmed down and her sobs ceased.

'Why? Why do I have to care, it's not like we were in some big relationship, it's not like I love him. So why does it hurt?'

'Babe, if I knew why guys have the power to hurt us, I'd bottle the solution and sell it, we'd be millionaires over night.'

'I don't want it to hurt, I want him to mean less than that, I mean if it hurts, that means I care right?'

'Yeah, it does.'

'Then I don't want to care.'

'Don't say that.'

'Why? If caring is what makes us hurt, why care?'

'Because caring is the centre of everything, without caring, what have you got?'

'But-'

Whatever Rory was about to say was cut off by a loud, insistent banging on the door. She and Lorelai just looked at each other, both knowing who they would find on the other side. Wordlessly, Lorelai let her daughter go and answered the door to find Tristan standing there.

'Lorelai I need to talk to Rory.'

'I don't think that's such a good idea.'

'Look, I really need to talk to her.'

'She doesn't want to talk to you.'

'Tough, she's going to hear me out, I let her say her piece, now it's my turn.'

'You really don't get it do you? Seeing you with Katy broke Rory's heart, you spent last night with Rory when your girlfriend was where? A floor or two up? How much of a jerk do you have to be?'

'Hey, it was Rory that took me here, it was Rory that said we'd worry about things today well as soon as things get complicated, who does the running? Rory.'

'She's upset.'

'You think I'm not? I want to be with Rory, I'm doing everything I can to get rid of Katy but it's not easy.'

'Mom, let him in.' Rory said from behind Lorelai.

'If you're sure.'

'I am.'

'Want me to give you guys some space?'

'Do you mind?'

'No, just give me a call if you need me okay hon?'

'Yeah, I will.'

Lorelai shot Tristan another evil glare before leaving the room. Tristan and Rory just stood, observing each other for a long time before Rory broke the silence.

'What do you want? I'm busy.' She said coldly.

'You know, I'm starting to think you're even more pig-headed now than you were last year.'

'Well, I've been living with my mother for an extra year; it's bound to rub off.'

'Fair enough. Rory, you have to believe me. I really was about to break up with Katy when my dad called, I had actually started the sentence.'

'And if I do, where does your parents offer leave us?'

'Katy won't move here, that much I do know, she has a lot of things going on in London and she won't give that up but-'

'I don't like the sound of that but.'

'I can't just break p with her, not without telling her the truth and do you really want that made public knowledge? Something for the entire school to gossip about? Do you really want your grandparents to know?'

'No.'

'Then what do we do?'

'I don't know, god I wish I did. I know what I want; I just don't know how to get it without anyone getting hurt.'

'I never saw you as the guy to worry about other people's feelings.'

'Thanks a lot; means a lot coming from you.' Tristan replied, his voice dripping in hurt and sarcasm.

'I didn't mean it like that, I know you do now, but it's just, the you I'm seeing now isn't the one I'm used to.'

'I keep forgetting we're still new at the whole relationship thing. I mean it started a year ago but-'

'I know. It's okay.'

'Can I kiss you?'

'What?' Rory asked, surprised.

'I really need to kiss you right now.'

'Then far be it from me to deny you.' Rory smiled before his lips descended on hers, stopping whatever she was planning on saying next.

Before Rory knew what was happening, Rory found herself lying on the bed, Tristan on top of her, grasping at her top. She knew she had to stop this, they had some more talking to do but it just felt too good, too right. Tristan removed his lips from Rory's, instead choosing to explore her neck. His hands found the hem of her skirt and managed to find their way underneath it, as if independent of Tristan, they began their own explorations. That was when Rory stiffened and gasped.

'Tristan, stop, we have to stop.'

'What is this madness she speaks?' Tristan mumbled against her collarbone.

'No Tristan, I mean it, we have to stop.' Rory tried again, this time sounding more convincing.
Sighing reluctantly, Tristan pulled away from her and stood up.

'Mind telling me why we have to stop?'

'It was one thing when Katy was just a name but now I've met her, she's real and she's totally in love with you, I can't do that to her.'

'What about what you're doing to me?'

'This is your chance to prove to me it's more than physical between us.'

'Did you ever doubt that?'

'Well, lets look at our track record, trading insults, sex, not hearing from each other in a year, more sex, one conversation, a fight and very nearly more sex.'

'Okay, so our record is against us, but you forget, I liked you for months before the whole sex thing.'

'You didn't even know me, you still don't.'

'I know what matters, I know about your serious coffee addiction, the way you bite your lip when you concentrate, how you bring at least three books to school, how you bring books to parties. I know how you are a music nut, you've probably got about half of your CD collection stashed away in this room, I know how your mom is the most important person to you, how she's your best friend-'

'I bite my lip when I concentrate?'

'Yeah, it's really cute.'

'Okay, we're getting sidetracked here.'

'Right. Katy, what will we do?'

'I really don't know. We've established that we like each other way to much to stop this.'

'Definitely.' Tristan agreed.

'Also we've established that you can't dump Katy, not yet anyway.'

'Yes, so what options do we have?'

'Not many. Are you fully sure that Katy won't stay here?'

'Yes. She'd be crazy to want to move, she has way too much going on in London.'

'So what if you were to not break up with her for a while, then blame it on the distance?'

'That could work. But would you be okay with that? You said earlier that you've never been the 'other woman'.'

'I guess I'll have to be won't I?'

'Rory if there was any other way.'

'I know, but there isn't so let's just deal with the way we do have.'

'Have you any idea how amazing you are?'

'I'm sure you'll constantly remind me.'

'That I will.' Tristan promised before kissing her again.

When they broke apart, Rory rested her forehead against Tristan's hard chest.

'How long do you have until you have to get back?'

'Not long enough.' Tristan answered sadly.

'Hold me?' Rory asked; her voice small.

'Of course.'

Rory lay down on the bed and Tristan sat up against the head board. Rory wrapped her arms around Tristan's waist and laid her head on his chest. Within minutes she was asleep, Tristan stayed as still as he could, looking at the tiny girl in his arms, wondering how the hell he'd be able to keep his hands off her in public.