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Rory and Dean broke up, she's going out with Jess, and the kiss at the piano did happen. Everything more or less happened, and Luke and Lorelai are married with a seven year old girl, Stephanie, and a five year old boy, Daniel.

Summary: Some secrets are better off kept, some you should tell. Bad summary. Trory.

Disclaimer: I only own this story, my imagination, and the people you don't recognize. I wish I owned Chad though. :)

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Begging For Shelter:

'Thanks again Janlen.' Rory said as she and Tristan were leaving the house the next morning.

'Anytime! Now, I'll be seeing more of you Tristan, right?'

'Yes, sir,' he said nodding his head. The two walked to a waiting car and put their belongings in the trunk. About ten minutes later they arrived at Chilton for school. Both wearing their old uniforms, they walked in hand-in-hand. They got their schedules and stopped at both of their old lockers. Somebody noticed them.

'Rory? Tristan?' the two turned around. Louise Grant was standing there in shock.

'Hey Louise.' Tristan greeted.

'You and you! You're both back…'

'Yea, we kinda went to the same place.' Rory said.

'You two are a couple.' She stated.

How did—?'

'You're holding hands.' They looked down only now realizing it.

'Yea, since the end of October.'

'So no one has a chance with you, huh?' Louise asked disappointed.

'Rory does.' Tristan responded.

'Kay.' She said before walking off. Rory and Tristan laughed and walked to the homeroom they shared. Now being with Seniors, select few were actually juniors in a senior class. There were a few who had taught themselves a year of Math allowing them to skip a year of math. Soon the end of the day came and they realized that time together actually studying school subjects and not each other, would help them both greatly. Rory was at her locker when a male hand came in front of her and taped a picture of her and Tristan on the inside of her locker door. She turned around to a smiling Tristan.

'You look like a little boy who just caught his first fish!' Rory commented on Tristan's mood.

'Well you see, tonight is the Valentine's Day dance and I got us tickets.'

'What makes you think I wanna go?' she teased.

'Because I'm gonna be there and then we can have our own little party.' He said wiggling his eyebrows. Rory smiled and looked away. Her eyes focused on the picture that Tristan had just put up. They were sleeping in what looked like the bed Tristan had in New York. They were naked and facing each other but the covers were over them showing just their shoulders, heads, two hands, and the outside outline of their bodies. Rory laughed.

'Did Jake take this?' she asked.

'Yea.' He smiled again.

'Sure. Let's go to this dance. Why not?'

'Yay!' Tristan rejoiced and kissed her lightly.

'Come on, if we're gonna go to this dance, shopping is required!' Tristan laughed at her statement and saw that his old butler had dropped of his Porsche for them leaving the keys in the office. Tristan ran back to get them and met Rory by his car. About four hours later they pulled into the back of Luke's Diner and changed into disguised outfits. Rory was wearing a taxi cab hat with baggy black pants and a grey long sleeve shirt. Tristan wore glasses with jeans, a wife beater, and a leather jacket on top. They sat down at a table and Luke came over shortly.

'You two visitng?' Luke asked taking out his order pad. (A/N: This next part, all of the words are pronounced exactly how I spelled them. I think it's German—Yiddush accent—something like that…)

'Uh yis. Ve are.' Tristan said with an accent that sounded real.

'Kay, what can I get for you?'

'Uh, she vil have dee hammborger wis French fry and ohnion ring wis coke, and I have same excepta wis rut beer.'

'Kay.' Luke said leaving.

'Where'd you learn to do that accent from?' Rory whispered amazed.

'Drama classes.'

'Impressive.' (A/N: English words and spellings are back the way they were before. No more made up words!)

'Sank you, milady.' He said kissing her hand. They got through the meal but not without some uncomforting stares. They changed into their formal clothes in the bathroom and literally ran out hoping no one recognized them. Tristan was in a suit while Rory now sported a tank top dress and tea length skirt with a matching shawl. They arrived to the dance at 7:30 when it started at 7:50. Twenty minutes late—not too bad. Headmaster Charleston was greeting couples at the door.

'Good evening Mr. Dugrey and Miss. Gilmore.'

'Good evening.' They murmured moving into the already crowded dance.

'Our first 24 hours in Hartford for like two months!' Rory said.

'Yup. Come on, let's dance!' he said pulling her onto the dance floor as a slow song came on. His hands moved around her waist as she wrapped her arms around his neck pulling herself up against him and resting her head on his chest.

'Thanks.' She mumbled.

'For what?'

'For not siding with me because you love me.'

'Your welcome.' He said smiling.

'And for coming back here with me.'

'Rory, I should be the one saying Thank you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be back here.'

'You know what scares me?'

'No, what?'

'That if I hadn't thought I was pregnant, I wouldn't have realized that I really do need my mom.'

'I think you would have. It may have taken a little longer but you're the smartest person I know.'

'I hope she gives me a chance.'

'We'll have to see.'

'Yea.'

'So what about your brother and sister?' Tristan asked.

'I was actually never close with them. I'm close with Luke and I'm extremely close with—was close with my mom but never Dan or Stephanie.'

'I was never extremely close with my siblings either but we all trusted one another. I remember nights when the four of us—not including Jackie, but I remember nights when the four of us all sat on my bed talking for hours about stupid stuff. My brother and me would debate which cars were better since he was still really young, while my sisters debated about boys or we would all argue about what our next trick would be at the next social gathering. But then once my youngest sister and brother fell asleep, me and CeCe talked about more important issues in her life and mine.'

'It must have been special.'

'It was. Now that I really think about it, I miss it…a lot.'

'Well tomorrow we're gonna talk more about seeing our families but for tonight, let's let love be in the air.'

'Could it be in a bed too?' he asked smirking.

'Maybe later.' She said.

'Tease.'

'Butthead.'

'Real mature.'

'Jerk.'

'Mary.'

'Self absorbed cocky rich boy.'

'Beautiful.'

'Handsome.'

'Smart.'

'Okay now you definitely through off our discussion.'

'Discussion? What discussion?' he asked.

'You halfway ruined it with beautiful, but smart? Come on you HAVE to do better than that.'

'I'm sorry I let you down.'

'Good.' He laughed and kissed her. Responding she deepened the kiss by pulling his head closer to hers. Tristan broke the feeling a an object vibrating.

'Hello?' Tristan answered.

'Uh yea, hold on.' Tristan handed the phone to Rory.

'It's Quinn.'

'Hmm.' She said putting it to her ear.

'hello?…hi quinn……no she's still in NY……Hartford……………………….What?!?!…..I'm like four hours away……….I'll keep an eye out for her.' Rory disconnected the call.

'Ashlee disappeared.'

'What?'

'he thinks she followed us.'

'You don't seem so upset.'

'She told me she was leaving for her grandparents without telling anyone. Ashlee will call him when she gets there.'

'Okay.' He said but not sounding so sure.

'Ashlee is my best friend!'

'I know.'

'Good. I just wanted you to know that.'

'I do. You wanna get out of here?' he asked.

'Oh god, please!' they smiled and left.

'Hey Tristan where should we go?'

'Have you ever gone camping?'

'Once.'

'How about without a tent and no sleeping bag?'

'No. Oh no Tristan, no!'

'It's to late to go back to my grandfather's house and do you really think that Luke is up now?'

'Wait…I know where his key is! No one's using his upstairs apartment right now! Come on, let's go!'

'Ror—are you sure about this?'

'Yea!' Rory ran back to the car which pulled out of the parking lot as soon as Rory shut her door. About 30 minutes later they came to a halt. Rory looked outside and saw the "William's Hardware" sign. She smiled and got out of the car. Tristan got out as well and watched as Rory found the spare key and pushed the door open. Tristan followed Rory up the stairs and into the apartment. They changed quickly into everyday clothes. Tristan was wearing jeans and a t-shirt while Rory had baggy punkish green pants and a black long sleeve shirt. Rory decided to keep the style since she was so happy with it, but to try and make a truce with her mom again. They heard a ding and realized it was now midnight.

'Where's your pumpkin?' Tristan asked sexily.

'Prince Charming, I do not know. Cinderella lost her glass slipper as well. Help her find them?' she asked seductively. He smirked leaning in to kiss her. The kiss was gently at first but then became heated before Tristan accidentally stepped on her foot.

'Oh shit, I'm sorry!'

'No it's okay!' they laughed and took in their surroundings.

'You sure no one lives here?' he asked.

'No, wait! Fuck! Jess!'

'Jess? Who's she?'

'She is a he. He was my boyfriend before I went to New York. He broke up with me.

'Oh.' Was all Tristan said,

'It's okay. He's not here. he won't be back till later.'

'If you're sure.'

'I'm sure that I wanna kiss you!' Tristan laughed and kissed her again falling gently onto the couch. Tristan was on top of Rory slowly running his hands under her shirt as her hands were roaming in his hair making sure his lips didn't leave hers.

'Who's there?' a voice asked. Rory and Tristan froze mid kiss.

'What the fuck?' the voice yelled. Rory and Tristan got up quickly.

'Rory?' he asked. Rory looked up to meet the man who owned the voice.

'Jess….heh, uh hi.' Rory said wiping her mouth and blushing deeply.

'What the hell are you doing here? Or within a 100 miles of here?'

'Jess, please quiet down!'

'Why?'

'Cause Miss. Patty will send her troops!'

'Doesn't matter to me, and whose he?!'

'Okay umm Jess this is Tristan, Tristan that's Jess.'

'Good now what are you doing here?'

'I came back.'

'No fuck, and there I was thinking I was back in New York.' He said sarcastically.

'I wanna make everything okay with my mom.'

'So is heyour boyfriend?'

'Yea, and did you hear what I said?'

'I heard what you said, but are you sure it's not something else?'

'No. I miss her and I need her.'

'Just like your mom said.' Jess said disgustedly. Tristan looked between the two helplessly, and not sure of what to do.

'What?' she asked.

'Your pregnant with his baby!' Rory stared at him.

'Jess!!'

'I knew it was too good to be true. You know, I gave up on you.'

'And you think I hadn't realized that?' Rory countered.

'No one wants to see you!'

'This is my business, not yours!' Rory cried.

'What, you think your mom wants to help you raise your baby after what you did to her?'

'I'm not pregnant! And what did I do to her?'

'Sure your not. You broke your mothers heart! She comes into the diner everyday and asks me why I let you go!'

'Why did you let me go? Were you upset that I wasn't putting out?'

'Oh come on! I bet your still a virgin!'

'Oh so I'm pregnant and a virgin?'

'You know what, do whatever the hell you want! I'm going to sleep.' They were quiet for a moment, all wishing the tension in the air would go away.

'Jess can we stay here?' Rory pleaded.

'If you don't mind the fear of being killed in your sleep.'

'You wouldn't kill me! You wanna see me to fuck up even more with my mom!'

'Well that's true.'

'So you won't tell my mom I'm here either, since it would ruin the drama.'

'Rory, I can't. You've broken your mother's heart and now to know her first daughter not only tricked her into letting you stay, but got pregnant at 16!'

'I AM NOT PREGNANT!!!'

'So your still mommy's little girl?'

'Jess, please!' she pleaded.

'Your mom and I get along, I don't wanna ruin it by allowing her delinquent daughter to stay.'

'You have no room to talk, Jess.' She said through gritted teeth.

'Oh yea?' he challenged her.

'Yea! How many times have YOU been arrested? Plus your background is great! Your mom is a psycho freak who can't even stay sober enough for her son to be home! And your dad, well I'm glad he's enjoying sunny California, Jess!!'

'That was a low blow…even for you Lorelai Leigh Gilmore. You don't even deserve your mom.' He said looking at her one more time with a disgusted face before walking out of the apartment. She broke down into tears. Tristan quickly sat down next to her and held her letting her cry into his shirt. Only Tristan looked up when they heard footsteps.

'What do you want?' Tristan asked.

'I live here.' Jess responded icily. Rory looked up, then down at her lap.

'I'm sorry.' She said weakly still crying hard. This caught both Jess and Tristan off guard, but mostly Jess.

'What?' he asked confused.

'I'm sorry, okay?!?! I messed up and my mom hates me, I ruined the relationship between her and Luke, and I haven't even seen my brother or sister for over six months! I'm sorry.' Rory cried standing at this point and pacing the room. Tristan and Jess couldn't do anything but watch and listen.

'I'm not perfect, yes I've had sex, I'm a disappointment to my family, I left the life I loved and had since October to make everything right with my mom, and I'm selfish, inconsiderate ass hole who is now making a fool of herself in front of her ex and her boyfriend!' she slid down to the floor in front of the couch. Tristan scooted onto the ground and hugged her. Jess looked at the devastated girl crying hysterically on the floor being held by her boyfriend. He kneeled down in front of her.

'You had sex with him?' Jess asked. Rory nodded and Jess sighed.

'If you loved your life in New York, why'd you come back here?' he asked. His voice was no longer cold, but it had curiosity and question in it.

'Because I'm not even 17, and no matter what I say, I still need her. She's my mom, I mean we used to be so close and when I thought I was pregnant I realized how much I missed the talking we did and the relationship we had.'

'So you are pregnant.'

'No! I thought I was, but I'm not.' Jess sighed and looked away. Jess felt his coldness towards her start to disappear, but it quickly returned as his eyes settled on the blonde guy.

'What about you, blondie?' he asked, his voice cold once more.

'Me?' Tristan asked surprised that Jess was addressing him.

'No the blonde guy sitting next to you.' Jess said rolling his eyes.

'What about me?'

'What are you doing here, and why aren't you in New York?'

'You know I'm from Hartford, right?'

'Yea I know.' He said rolling his eyes once more.

'Rory made me see why I needed to come back home.'

'And why was that?'

'Because, my grandfather never did anything to me, and neither did my siblings. I left to get away from my old life, but then Rory explained and made what I did in perspective for me.'

'Did you love your life there, too?' Jess asked sarcastically.

'I guess so. It was easier for me there without all of the family problems screwing my head up.' Jess calmed down slightly. He didn't get why he wasn't mad anymore…maybe it was because he actually felt bad for Rory.

'Okay see, what I don't get is why you left and stayed in the first place.' Jess said.

'Jess, I needed a change. I couldn't be Miss. Perfect anymore. My life was boring, and I needed to knock some sense into Tristan's head, although I ended up not wanting to leave either.'

'You were never Miss. Perfect…I dated you.'

'Yea I was, we never did anything but kiss, hold hands, etc.'

'That's not true and you know it.' Jess said a little angry.

'Fine then what did we do?' Rory asked getting a little angry as well.

'Plenty of stuff.'

'Would I have had sex with you?'

'Well no but—'

'See, I needed to be adventurous, I wanted to have sex, I wanted to wake up in the morning and not know where the hell I was.'

'Why did New York have to be the place you did it at?'

'Because I couldn't do it here, and I was there anyway trying to convince Tristan to come back. Plus, you loved New York too, did you not?'

'We aren't talking about me here, I didn't run away…I was forced to move here as you so kindly explained before.'

'I didn't mean to—'

'I know.' It was quiet for a moment.

'So Blondie, how do you know Rory?'

'We went to Chilton together.'

'Never heard or saw you before.'

'Yes you have.' Rory said. Jess looked at her questioningly.

'He's the one I so often complained about calling me Mary.'

'Tristan Dugrey?' Jess asked shocked.

'I see my reputation proceeds me.' Jess snorted.

'So Jess, will you please help me?' Rory pleaded once more.

'When are you going to talk to Lorelai?'

'Hopefully tomorrow.'

'I'm leaving around 9, and Luke comes up here everyday around 11 am.' Jess said before going into his bed. Rory smiled at Tristan and sighed. He smiled back at her and kissed her forehead before puling them both onto the couch. Tristan fell asleep soon after, and Rory was up for a little bit, but finally fell asleep with a pit in her stomach, and butterflies dying to get out.

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