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Chapter Four

"Rory?" She practically jumped as Paris's voice broke into her thoughts

"Oh I'm umm sorry" She stuttered as she tried to clear her head "What's did you say?"

"I didn't say anything" Paris answered, "Tristan, asked how you were"

"Oh" She blushed as she once more glanced at Tristan who was looking at her inquisitively. "I'm umm, I'm good" She felt the heat rising in her face and she ducked her head slightly as she tucked her hair behind her ear.

Tristan's Grin grew even wider as Stephanie started struggling to be put down; he set the toddler on the ground and crossed his arms in front of himself as Stephanie scrambled up into her mom's arm. He was quite enjoying the fact that Rory was slightly uncomfortable in his presence. He had caught her staring; he was surprised to see the look in her eyes as she was appraising him.

Rory took in his new stance and she almost sighed, for a moment without the little girl in his arms, as he stood there visibly enjoying her embarrassment he looked like the old Tristan , it intrigued her though she was curious to know what He was really like , the change in his eyes in those last moments made her want to get to know him better. in addition, that scared the hell out of her.

"Twis?" He broke eye contact with Rory and looked at the small child grinning at him from her mother's arms, her mother, the woman he loved, the one he had proposed two only a month ago.

"What's up Steffie girl?"

"Can we go yet?" he laughed as she scrambled out of Gwen's arms and over to where a small pink backpack was sitting

"I've got all me things I'm weady!"

He scooped her up and with a parting wave to the girls and a kiss to Gwen, they were off.

Paris studied Gwen as she watched them leave.

'Not to be rude but is she his?"

Gwen laughed, "I wish"

Rory sighed with relief for a reason she could not identify.

Paris with usual bluntness asked, "Who's her dad then and how old is she?"

Gwen sighed and tried to shrug it off "Her dad isn't in the picture anymore so it doesn't matter and she just turned three." Gwen led the way into the living room and tried to pick up in slumber party mood. Now she found herself just praying she could get through the night.

Rory found herself bombarded with thought's of Tristan as they settled in to watch a movie. She could not help but notice the pictures scattered about of Gwen and Him and Steffie, or him and steffie or him and Gwen. She found herself increasingly curious about what part he played in all this and how the Cocky arrogant punk he had been had turned into this cocky, gentle family man.

She waved goodbye as Paris and Rory left, grateful for the night they had, had. After the initial shock and questions about Stephanie, it had turned out well. She liked Rory, and Paris had not changed much. She hoped they would become friends. It had been a lonely three years with her and Stephanie Sure she had Tristan but she needed female friends too.

A glance at the clock told her that she had at least an hour before Tristan would arrive with Stephanie so she settled herself at her desk and pulled out a small earthbound diary. After talking with Paris and Rory, she had realized that she had not written the story down and for some reason she wanted it there in words for her to see. Most of her life was in that diary , the trials of being pregnant at eighteen and of finding love at 21 the stuff about Stephen was in there too but she wanted it condensed she wanted to write out what she had told the girls last night.

I want to write this out, I am not sure how it will look but I need to see what I said. If that makes sense? Well I guess it is my diary it only has to make sense to me.

I ran into Tristan again my senior year of high school That's when I also met his roommate and friend Stephan Mason. My parents did not approve of me hanging out with the military school people but Tristan was a Dugrey so they relented. It took no time at all to fall in love with Steve. Although it was probably more out of rebellion than emotion. I was devastated to find out that winter that I was pregnant. And so scandalous for mom and Dad. They were supportive however and when I said, I still wanted to try Yale they helped me find an apartment and a nanny. Tristan was there as a friend and he encouraged Steve to try and be a daddy/ those first few years were rough though Here I was with and infant and trying to get through Yale. Steve tried her really did. He would take Stephanie for weekends and he would come and spend time with me, but he just did not get it. He could not grasp that I had a nanny for her so I could get through school not so I could pretend we did not have a daughter and go do stupid things with him. I guess I grew up and he did not.

When Steph was about six months old he stopped being so available. About six months after that I was home for the weekend and saw him with another girl.

I finally confronted him about it and in a blow out argument; he said he did not love Stephanie or me.

I was devastated and, heartbroken. Tristan helped though. He was there as a shoulder to cry on. He would drive up to visit and take Steph for a day so I could study. He cared about me and loved me

When the study abroad option came up for junior year, he encouraged me. He made me realize that maybe getting away from memories of Stephen would help me to move on. Therefore, Steph and I arranged to spend a year in Paris. Our friendship grew deeper while I was as there. I let go of Stephen and embraced the new feelings for Tristan. He came to visit during my last month there and it was a great visit, Our friendship grew to romance and he fell in love with the three year old who fell in love with him. On a moonlit night during a walk along the Seine, he proposed. In addition, I accepted. We arranged for my senior year and his sophomore year at Yale. Our wedding is set for June and I am excited I have a great man who loves me, and a daughter who grows more beautiful everyday.

Gwen stopped writing and looked over what was on the page as she read it she pondered what had happened and added before she could stop herself.

I wonder though that if it weren't for Stephanie would he have been so quick to propose.?