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A/N: Yay! I had a great surgery! My cheeks only swelled a little bit and now my teeth only hurt a little bit! It's wicked! Okay, well on to chapter 8!
Chapter 8: Birds and the Bees
Rory and Tristan spent every waking hour together. The only time they were apart was for class. Lately, Rory had been thinking about the night in the hot tub, and how close she came to having sex with Tristan. If he hadn't of stopped her, she would have given him her virginity right then and there.
This was the first weekend Rory was planning to spend without Tristan. The only problem was she hadn't told him that, yet. She tried to tell him all week, but things kept getting in her way, namely Tristan. It was Saturday, and she was going to be leaving shortly so she couldn't put it off any longer. She was going to go to Stars Hollow and tell Lorelai the extent of her relationship with Tristan. The only reason Rory was going to is because she needed to go on the pill and her mother asked Rory to tell her before she had sex. Rory arrived at Tristan's apartment and took a deep breath before knocking on his door.
"Hey Rory!" Greg greeted her. "I was just about to go over to your place to see Paris."
"Oh, well is Tristan here?"
"Yeah, he's in his room. I'm sure you know where it is," Greg winked.
Rory timidly knocked on Tristan's door. He answered a muffled, 'what?' and Rory took that as an invitation to open the door. Surprised to see her, he welcomed her with a kiss. She grinned and asked what he was doing.
"Well, I know we were kind of supposed to spend this weekend together, but I promised Nessa I'd watch Morgan this Saturday. Is that okay?"
"Perfect timing! I was just about to cancel on you, too!" Rory laughed, clearly relieved. "I want to have 'the talk' with my mom this weekend."
"What!? Oh no!" Tristan groaned. "She's going to murder me! How do you think she'll do it?"
"Tristan..." Rory started.
"Shoot me... no that's not Lorelai enough," Tristan thought.
"Tristan!" Rory yelled, exasperated.
"Hmmm, Lorelai would be more likely to bludgeon me to death. That's it, she's going to bludgeon me to death!" Tristan told her, obviously proud he figured out the way Lorelai would be most likely to murder him.
"I don't want to partake in this insanely morbid conversation, but my mom and I have talked about it and..."
"Wait! You and your mother have actually spoken about ways to murder me!" Tristan exclaimed with an amused look on his face.
"Not you specifically, though I've often wondered if that's who she pictures," Rory smirked. "But we were talking about how we'd kill a person. See, I go for the whole bludgeoning route, but my mom says she doesn't want a big mess so she'd secretly poison them."
Tristan gaped at her for a second before replying, "I don't know which is worse. The fact that my girlfriend's mother is plotting to poison me, or that my girlfriend is psychotic and wants to bludgeon me to death."
"I never said you! I just said if I ever killed somebody, that's the way I'd do it!" Rory defended.
"Not a good defense for the whole psychotic thing, but I love you anyways."
Rory's stomach fluttered and she smiled, "I love you, too. Now I have to get going to Stars Hollow. Wish me luck!"
"I'll do better than that," Tristan told her as he scooped her into his arms and kissed her soundly. Rory let herself get lost in the kiss for a moment before she realized what time it was.
"Oh my God! I've really got to leave, and if I know you then I know where this is headed and we don't have time."
Tristan sighed, "I know. Call me when you get there, okay."
"Okay. Bye hon."
"Bye, oh and steer clear of any conversations involving me dying in some way."
Rory laughed, "Bye!"
"Rory?" he pleaded, but it landed on deaf ears as she left his apartment.
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Paris cursed herself as she tried to make herself look good. Usually, she wouldn't care, but for Greg she wanted to look her best at all times. They hadn't had sex, yet, but she wanted to. She thought tonight would be the night, so she got everything perfect for him. Paris wasn't a virgin, but she didn't want to be easy. Slowly, she was falling in love with Greg's charm. He was very cute, and always sweet to her. Smiling at the pleasant thoughts, she finished dabbing on some lip-gloss as she heard him knock on her door.
"Hi, Greg," she said.
"Hey, Paris. God I love your name. Have I told you that?"
Paris laughed, "Yes, and I love yours, Gregory."
"Wow, you look great!" he exclaimed as he took in her whole outfit.
"I love you," Paris blurted out.
Greg was a little taken aback by her bluntness, but that was one of the things he loved about her. On top of her take-charge nature, she also hated beating around the bush. He grinned as he watched her obviously angry with herself for saying it like that. She did that funny thing where she scrunched her nose up slightly and she just stared at him to respond. Much to Paris' delight, Greg wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close to him.
"I love you, too," he whispered in her ear, and before she could say anything he silenced her with a kiss. It was soft and tender, full of the love they shared with one another. Greg backed her up towards her bedroom and they started fumbling with buttons and zippers as they tumbled onto her bed to make love.
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Lorelai was excited her only daughter would be spending the weekend with her. It had been over a month since they'd had girl time. She had a suspicion there was a reason to this visit Rory wasn't telling her about. Lorelai was curious to what it could be, but she didn't want to pressure Rory on the phone. She knew Rory would come to her when and if she needed to talk about something.
Rory pulled up and Lorelai ran outside to meet her. They squealed and hugged each other like they hadn't just spoken an hour ago. Lorelai helped her carry her stuff inside and then dropped in on the floor in her room.
"So, will loverboy be joining us this weekend?" Lorelai asked while wiggling her eyebrows.
"No, Mom. He's watching his niece this weekend for his sister."
"Oh, well that's nice of him."
"Yeah, it is."
"So, to Luke's then?" Lorelai asked her.
Rory agreed and they walked arm in arm to the diner. Rory was glad to be home, but she had a constant nagging voice in the back of her mind telling her she needed to talk to her mom about the real reason she was here. Pushing those thoughts out of her head, Rory settled down to have a good time talking about anything else.
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Tristan sat on his bed waiting for his sister to arrive with Morgan. He remembered when Morgan was born and how tiny she was. It amazed him to see how fast she was growing and how smart she was. Morgan, like any three-year- old, loved to draw and color. He had a book filled with her drawings and every time they were together she made more. Nessa really deserved to have some time without having to watch Morgan. Her and her husband, Dan, rarely got a chance to spend time alone together since he worked long hours. Nessa interrupted his thoughts as she and a rambunctious little girl ran into his apartment.
"Uncle Tristan!" Morgan cried out and held her hand up, signaling for him to pick her up.
He didn't disappoint and he spun her around. She giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck. Nessa smiled at the two of them and felt a wave of dizziness wash over her. She knew it was normal, though and sat down on the couch for a second. Tristan noticed something was wrong and sat down next to her.
"Hey, are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. I just feel a little dizzy."
"Oh, well do you want to lie down or something?" he asked in concern.
"No, I'm fine. Actually I'm more than fine. I'm pregnant!" she exclaimed. "I was going to wait and tell you, but I'm too excited."
"Oh wow! Sis, that's great!" he yelled in excitement and hugged her close.
"Thanks, well I really need to get going now. Dan and I are going to celebrate which is why I'm in debt to you for taking Morgan."
"Nonsense, I love spending time with my favorite niece. We're going to have fun together, right Morgan?"
"Right!" the little girl exclaimed.
"Have fun, and I'll see you tomorrow!"
"Okay, bye Blondy!"
Nessa walked out of the door and Morgan sat down next to him. "Tristan, Mommy's going to have a baby, isn't she."
"Yeah, you're going to be a big sister."
"Well, where do babies come from?" she asked innocently.
Tristan froze up and looked at Morgan, who was just asking a question. He didn't know what Nessa and Dan were going to tell her, so he just stared at her for a few minutes not knowing what to do. Tristan decided the best course of action would be to call Rory. She was a girl, and she had to have asked her mother that question. He pulled out the phone and called for a little help while Morgan waited patiently for an answer.
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"Rory! What movie should we watch?"
"Um... I don't know"
"Let's just browse," Lorelai replied as Rory's phone rang.
"Hey sweetie!" she answered when she saw Tristan's name appear.
"Hi, Rory. I need some help. You see, Nessa's pregnant and Morgan just asked me where babies come from and I don't know what to tell her!" he panicked.
"How about you tell her the truth?"
"What!? She's three! I can't say that!"
"Listen, I don't know what you want to do, then. Because my mom had 'the talk' with me when I was two. Let's just say it involved some naughty sock puppets."
"Oh my God! That's sick!"
"Tell me about it, but hey I was glad I knew the truth. But, this is your sister's daughter and not yours, so how about you tell her to ask her mother."
"Thank you, I'll go with that suggestion! Bye honey, I love you."
"Bye, I love you, too," Rory told him as she hung up.
Lorelai started laughing, "What was that about?"
"Well, Tristan's sister is pregnant and his niece asked him where babies come from. He freaked out and asked me what you told me."
"Ah, I take it he didn't like the sock puppet idea," Lorelai grinned.
"Not too much. Then again, it was an interesting way to explain the birds and the bees," Rory said, and decided this was the perfect time to bring up the conversation. "Speaking of which, I need to talk to you about that."
Lorelai's heart almost stopped, "How about when we get home."
"Okay."
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They got the movie 'When Harry Met Sally,' but Rory didn't know if they'd actually watch it for the gazillionth time. This was going to be a serious talk, and she didn't know if she could watch it. Once they were in the safety of their own home, Lorelai took her hand and they sat down on the couch.
"Okay, my first question for you is: Have you had sex?"
"No," Rory told her honestly.
Lorelai breathed a sigh of relief, but continued, "Okay we're going to use shopping as our analogy. Boys use baseball, so we use shopping. Window- shopping is like first base, actually picking stuff out is second, trying things on is third, and buying is home. We have established that you haven't bought anything, but what have you done."
Rory looked down at her hands, but replied, "Uh, we've tried stuff on. A LOT of stuff."
Lorelai looked at her daughter, and Rory blushed a deep red. "No need to feel embarrassed, I just want to know if you're going to take any precautionary measures before you buy something."
"Um, well that's what I wanted to talk to you about. This is my official telling you I'm going to have sex," Rory said, and felt relieved she had finally said it. "I need to go on the pill."
"Wow, so you're really serious about Tristan, huh."
"I love him, Mom. I mean, when we're together I just feel so wonderful. He's different than he was in high school, or maybe he's the same but I just didn't give him a chance. All I know is that I want to be with him." Rory sighed.
Lorelai watched the dreamy look her daughter got when she talked about Tristan, and the glint in her eyes when she brought up his name. She was glad Rory was happy, and so she made an appointment for Rory with her OB/GYN, so she could go on the pill. Rory was glad everything was out of the way, and all she had to worry about was actually having sex with Tristan. Just thinking about it made chills run down her spine.
A/N: Thank you for being so patient! I love you all. This was kind of a set up chapter for what is to come! Stay tuned, and don't touch that mouse! Please R&R!
A/N: Yay! I had a great surgery! My cheeks only swelled a little bit and now my teeth only hurt a little bit! It's wicked! Okay, well on to chapter 8!
Chapter 8: Birds and the Bees
Rory and Tristan spent every waking hour together. The only time they were apart was for class. Lately, Rory had been thinking about the night in the hot tub, and how close she came to having sex with Tristan. If he hadn't of stopped her, she would have given him her virginity right then and there.
This was the first weekend Rory was planning to spend without Tristan. The only problem was she hadn't told him that, yet. She tried to tell him all week, but things kept getting in her way, namely Tristan. It was Saturday, and she was going to be leaving shortly so she couldn't put it off any longer. She was going to go to Stars Hollow and tell Lorelai the extent of her relationship with Tristan. The only reason Rory was going to is because she needed to go on the pill and her mother asked Rory to tell her before she had sex. Rory arrived at Tristan's apartment and took a deep breath before knocking on his door.
"Hey Rory!" Greg greeted her. "I was just about to go over to your place to see Paris."
"Oh, well is Tristan here?"
"Yeah, he's in his room. I'm sure you know where it is," Greg winked.
Rory timidly knocked on Tristan's door. He answered a muffled, 'what?' and Rory took that as an invitation to open the door. Surprised to see her, he welcomed her with a kiss. She grinned and asked what he was doing.
"Well, I know we were kind of supposed to spend this weekend together, but I promised Nessa I'd watch Morgan this Saturday. Is that okay?"
"Perfect timing! I was just about to cancel on you, too!" Rory laughed, clearly relieved. "I want to have 'the talk' with my mom this weekend."
"What!? Oh no!" Tristan groaned. "She's going to murder me! How do you think she'll do it?"
"Tristan..." Rory started.
"Shoot me... no that's not Lorelai enough," Tristan thought.
"Tristan!" Rory yelled, exasperated.
"Hmmm, Lorelai would be more likely to bludgeon me to death. That's it, she's going to bludgeon me to death!" Tristan told her, obviously proud he figured out the way Lorelai would be most likely to murder him.
"I don't want to partake in this insanely morbid conversation, but my mom and I have talked about it and..."
"Wait! You and your mother have actually spoken about ways to murder me!" Tristan exclaimed with an amused look on his face.
"Not you specifically, though I've often wondered if that's who she pictures," Rory smirked. "But we were talking about how we'd kill a person. See, I go for the whole bludgeoning route, but my mom says she doesn't want a big mess so she'd secretly poison them."
Tristan gaped at her for a second before replying, "I don't know which is worse. The fact that my girlfriend's mother is plotting to poison me, or that my girlfriend is psychotic and wants to bludgeon me to death."
"I never said you! I just said if I ever killed somebody, that's the way I'd do it!" Rory defended.
"Not a good defense for the whole psychotic thing, but I love you anyways."
Rory's stomach fluttered and she smiled, "I love you, too. Now I have to get going to Stars Hollow. Wish me luck!"
"I'll do better than that," Tristan told her as he scooped her into his arms and kissed her soundly. Rory let herself get lost in the kiss for a moment before she realized what time it was.
"Oh my God! I've really got to leave, and if I know you then I know where this is headed and we don't have time."
Tristan sighed, "I know. Call me when you get there, okay."
"Okay. Bye hon."
"Bye, oh and steer clear of any conversations involving me dying in some way."
Rory laughed, "Bye!"
"Rory?" he pleaded, but it landed on deaf ears as she left his apartment.
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Paris cursed herself as she tried to make herself look good. Usually, she wouldn't care, but for Greg she wanted to look her best at all times. They hadn't had sex, yet, but she wanted to. She thought tonight would be the night, so she got everything perfect for him. Paris wasn't a virgin, but she didn't want to be easy. Slowly, she was falling in love with Greg's charm. He was very cute, and always sweet to her. Smiling at the pleasant thoughts, she finished dabbing on some lip-gloss as she heard him knock on her door.
"Hi, Greg," she said.
"Hey, Paris. God I love your name. Have I told you that?"
Paris laughed, "Yes, and I love yours, Gregory."
"Wow, you look great!" he exclaimed as he took in her whole outfit.
"I love you," Paris blurted out.
Greg was a little taken aback by her bluntness, but that was one of the things he loved about her. On top of her take-charge nature, she also hated beating around the bush. He grinned as he watched her obviously angry with herself for saying it like that. She did that funny thing where she scrunched her nose up slightly and she just stared at him to respond. Much to Paris' delight, Greg wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close to him.
"I love you, too," he whispered in her ear, and before she could say anything he silenced her with a kiss. It was soft and tender, full of the love they shared with one another. Greg backed her up towards her bedroom and they started fumbling with buttons and zippers as they tumbled onto her bed to make love.
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Lorelai was excited her only daughter would be spending the weekend with her. It had been over a month since they'd had girl time. She had a suspicion there was a reason to this visit Rory wasn't telling her about. Lorelai was curious to what it could be, but she didn't want to pressure Rory on the phone. She knew Rory would come to her when and if she needed to talk about something.
Rory pulled up and Lorelai ran outside to meet her. They squealed and hugged each other like they hadn't just spoken an hour ago. Lorelai helped her carry her stuff inside and then dropped in on the floor in her room.
"So, will loverboy be joining us this weekend?" Lorelai asked while wiggling her eyebrows.
"No, Mom. He's watching his niece this weekend for his sister."
"Oh, well that's nice of him."
"Yeah, it is."
"So, to Luke's then?" Lorelai asked her.
Rory agreed and they walked arm in arm to the diner. Rory was glad to be home, but she had a constant nagging voice in the back of her mind telling her she needed to talk to her mom about the real reason she was here. Pushing those thoughts out of her head, Rory settled down to have a good time talking about anything else.
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Tristan sat on his bed waiting for his sister to arrive with Morgan. He remembered when Morgan was born and how tiny she was. It amazed him to see how fast she was growing and how smart she was. Morgan, like any three-year- old, loved to draw and color. He had a book filled with her drawings and every time they were together she made more. Nessa really deserved to have some time without having to watch Morgan. Her and her husband, Dan, rarely got a chance to spend time alone together since he worked long hours. Nessa interrupted his thoughts as she and a rambunctious little girl ran into his apartment.
"Uncle Tristan!" Morgan cried out and held her hand up, signaling for him to pick her up.
He didn't disappoint and he spun her around. She giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck. Nessa smiled at the two of them and felt a wave of dizziness wash over her. She knew it was normal, though and sat down on the couch for a second. Tristan noticed something was wrong and sat down next to her.
"Hey, are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. I just feel a little dizzy."
"Oh, well do you want to lie down or something?" he asked in concern.
"No, I'm fine. Actually I'm more than fine. I'm pregnant!" she exclaimed. "I was going to wait and tell you, but I'm too excited."
"Oh wow! Sis, that's great!" he yelled in excitement and hugged her close.
"Thanks, well I really need to get going now. Dan and I are going to celebrate which is why I'm in debt to you for taking Morgan."
"Nonsense, I love spending time with my favorite niece. We're going to have fun together, right Morgan?"
"Right!" the little girl exclaimed.
"Have fun, and I'll see you tomorrow!"
"Okay, bye Blondy!"
Nessa walked out of the door and Morgan sat down next to him. "Tristan, Mommy's going to have a baby, isn't she."
"Yeah, you're going to be a big sister."
"Well, where do babies come from?" she asked innocently.
Tristan froze up and looked at Morgan, who was just asking a question. He didn't know what Nessa and Dan were going to tell her, so he just stared at her for a few minutes not knowing what to do. Tristan decided the best course of action would be to call Rory. She was a girl, and she had to have asked her mother that question. He pulled out the phone and called for a little help while Morgan waited patiently for an answer.
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"Rory! What movie should we watch?"
"Um... I don't know"
"Let's just browse," Lorelai replied as Rory's phone rang.
"Hey sweetie!" she answered when she saw Tristan's name appear.
"Hi, Rory. I need some help. You see, Nessa's pregnant and Morgan just asked me where babies come from and I don't know what to tell her!" he panicked.
"How about you tell her the truth?"
"What!? She's three! I can't say that!"
"Listen, I don't know what you want to do, then. Because my mom had 'the talk' with me when I was two. Let's just say it involved some naughty sock puppets."
"Oh my God! That's sick!"
"Tell me about it, but hey I was glad I knew the truth. But, this is your sister's daughter and not yours, so how about you tell her to ask her mother."
"Thank you, I'll go with that suggestion! Bye honey, I love you."
"Bye, I love you, too," Rory told him as she hung up.
Lorelai started laughing, "What was that about?"
"Well, Tristan's sister is pregnant and his niece asked him where babies come from. He freaked out and asked me what you told me."
"Ah, I take it he didn't like the sock puppet idea," Lorelai grinned.
"Not too much. Then again, it was an interesting way to explain the birds and the bees," Rory said, and decided this was the perfect time to bring up the conversation. "Speaking of which, I need to talk to you about that."
Lorelai's heart almost stopped, "How about when we get home."
"Okay."
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They got the movie 'When Harry Met Sally,' but Rory didn't know if they'd actually watch it for the gazillionth time. This was going to be a serious talk, and she didn't know if she could watch it. Once they were in the safety of their own home, Lorelai took her hand and they sat down on the couch.
"Okay, my first question for you is: Have you had sex?"
"No," Rory told her honestly.
Lorelai breathed a sigh of relief, but continued, "Okay we're going to use shopping as our analogy. Boys use baseball, so we use shopping. Window- shopping is like first base, actually picking stuff out is second, trying things on is third, and buying is home. We have established that you haven't bought anything, but what have you done."
Rory looked down at her hands, but replied, "Uh, we've tried stuff on. A LOT of stuff."
Lorelai looked at her daughter, and Rory blushed a deep red. "No need to feel embarrassed, I just want to know if you're going to take any precautionary measures before you buy something."
"Um, well that's what I wanted to talk to you about. This is my official telling you I'm going to have sex," Rory said, and felt relieved she had finally said it. "I need to go on the pill."
"Wow, so you're really serious about Tristan, huh."
"I love him, Mom. I mean, when we're together I just feel so wonderful. He's different than he was in high school, or maybe he's the same but I just didn't give him a chance. All I know is that I want to be with him." Rory sighed.
Lorelai watched the dreamy look her daughter got when she talked about Tristan, and the glint in her eyes when she brought up his name. She was glad Rory was happy, and so she made an appointment for Rory with her OB/GYN, so she could go on the pill. Rory was glad everything was out of the way, and all she had to worry about was actually having sex with Tristan. Just thinking about it made chills run down her spine.
A/N: Thank you for being so patient! I love you all. This was kind of a set up chapter for what is to come! Stay tuned, and don't touch that mouse! Please R&R!