A/N: Decided to up this to R just in case of the content… enjoy!! Oh yeah, this chapter has lots of different things going on: Tristan and Rory, Logan, Paris and Lewis- enjoy it! Let me know if you like this chapter… thanks!
"Okay, so we've been driving for an hour and a half- yet I still don't know where we're going. I'd be scared if you hadn't stopped for my drink of life," she smiled broadly making Tristan chuckle at her happiness over coffee.
"I'm just driving, tell me when you see somewhere you want to stop," he said defensively making her giggle.
"Okay, let's drive to like- a deserted place- where no one would be, so we can be… alone!" she winked at him making him smile. The one thing Tristan knew was that Rory loved to joke and play with his mind. She loved to tease which just made him go crazy. The type of crazy he loved and hated at the same time.
"Okay Mary- I never realized you had such a dirty side!" he joked with her causing that familiar crimson to appear on her cheeks.
"It's not a dirty side, it's a 'nymphatic' side!" she retorted with a smile and matter of fact attitude.
"Oh, and that's different," he nodded in mock agreement causing him to receive a hard hit to his free arm.
"Watch it- or I may stop sleeping with you," she winked and they drove on with quick banter and a carefree attitude.
"I'll have a double espresso please," Logan said politely to the woman behind the small café counter. He gave her his hundred-watt smile making her gush at the sudden attention.
"Anything else?" she asked while batting her eyelashes.
"How about your number?" he leaned over the counter as she quickly jotted down the digits and gave it to him willingly.
"I'm Sue," she said now giving him the espresso.
"Logan, pleasure to make your acquaintance," he strolled off with an all knowing grin. Sure, he'd call her later- they'd have a good time, a lot of wine, then a good night of passion. That would be the last of her and he would send her off before eleven o'clock to meet up with Rory. Ah, the life of a debut. Life couldn't get much better- he could have any woman he wanted, but right now he was fixated on Rory. A few passionate one night stands wouldn't hurt his chances with her, she never had to know.
"Tristan, I have to pee," Rory began to complain as they drove up to a dirty old gas station.
"So go in there," he said pointing to the rusty gas station bathroom while making a face of disgust.
"I can't go in there- it's really dirty," she replied making a face to show how bad she needed to go.
"Well I don't know what to tell you- the only other place is that forest over there," he stretched his arm in front of him while Rory began to debate which was cleaner.
"Drive on good man, drive on!" she called and without hesitation he drove off in a flash to the bushes. The car came to a sudden halt, Rory dashed from the car into a secluded patch of bushes. She looked like a little child who could barely hold in her excitement.
A short while later she came back with a look of relaxation on her face. "You good now Mary?" he asked with a sly smile.
"Yes," she flopped into the seat and buckled up the seatbelt. "Let's get more coffee," she said randomly and he laughed at her sudden change of mood.
"Wait here Lewis, I need to make a call," Paris motioned Lewis to sit down on her perfectly made bed while she left the room to go to the kitchen.
She picked up the cordless phone and dialed Rory's cell phone number- this never happened to her, why was she so unprepared.
"Hello," a voice came from the other line.
"Oh Rory, hi…I need to ask you something…personal," she whispered so that Lewis couldn't hear her.
"Yeah, okay," Rory replied whispering as well just for the sake of copying Paris.
"I'm in a…situation…and I'm about to play a baseball game- you know run the bases…but I have no special shoes," she said very quietly.
"What are you talking about Paris, you never play baseball," Rory answered dumbly missing the metaphor. Paris was never this cryptic.
"Dammit Rory I need condoms," she shouted making Rory laugh loudly.
"Oh, um… well don't you have some in the bathroom?" she asked knowing Paris wasn't one to be unprepared.
"The bathroom- you're genius, hang on!" she called as she ran to the bathroom and searched through the cabinet. To her misfortune, there were no condoms. "Rory, we're out," she replied in a whisper once again.
"Well then I guess you can't have any fun today," Rory laughed causing Tristan to switch his gaze onto Rory from the road.
"Well, can't you pick some up and come home," she asked desperately.
"You want me to go out and buy you condoms?" Rory asked in disbelief. Tristan began to laugh loudly and Rory had to stifle her own laugh.
"Who are you with?" she asked.
"Tristan and I can't come bring you condoms. I'm in the middle of nowhere driving around like a chicken with its head cut off," she joked slightly.
"Chicken with its head cut off?" Tristan asked looking at Rory who laughed silently.
"Oh, then I guess I'll have to ask the girl across the hall, goodbye Rory," and with a click she hung up.
Paris ran back into the bedroom to find Lewis waiting impatiently.
"Come here Paris- I want you," he cooed pulling her close to him.
"I have a problem, we don't have any condoms," she said lowly turning her face away from him.
"I do right here," he returned pulling a condom out from his jacket.
"Wow, you're prepared. Now I know why I like you so much," she smiled coming closer.
"Did you have some doubts?" he smiled back and pulled her into a deep kiss.
"What was that about?" Tristan asked as Rory put her cell phone into her coat.
"Paris needed condoms- can you believe the great Paris Gellar was unprepared!" she joked looking at Tristan as he began to laugh.
"That is quite hard to believe. So she called you to see if you had any. My, my Mary, you are quite dirty aren't you!" he cooed making her blush once again.
"Only because you made me that way!" she smiled and sat back happily in her seat.
A short while later, Tristan stopped by a shady grove that had no visible signs of a care taker. Rory wandered over to a large patch of grass and sprawled out upon it, stretching her arms behind her head. Tristan copied this position while he lay quite close to her.
"This place is beautiful Tris- I could lay here forever," she breathed out heavily taking in the crisp air around her. It was only a small patch of grass that the snow had seemed to miss that they lay upon. "Only problem is that it's cold out here," she said with a smile.
He took this as his cue to come closer to her. He wrapped his arms around her tiny frame as she snuggled into the crook of his body. They lay comfortable and content as if nothing could move them. Slowly they drifted to sleep as the slowly drifting wind died away.
"I had a great time tonight Sue, it was a pleasure," Logan said, bowing slightly to Sue and kissing her gentle hand softly.
"No, the pleasure was all mine. Would you like to come in for a drink?" she asked with desperation. He wasn't one to be rude and refuse, so he nodded his head as they entered the apartment.
The place was small, yet cozy and well decorated. It was tidy, which was a definite bonus on his part- he really hated to see messy places. She threw her jacket onto a coat hanger behind the door as she waltzed into her tiny kitchen and pulled out a bottle of fine scotch.
"Wow, I never took you as a scotch drinker," he said mildly surprised.
"Well, I like the taste on rare occasions. Here," she said handing him the scotch she had poured into a delicate glass. This girl seemed to have the finer taste in life even though her appearance deceived her.
"So, this is your place," he said motioning to her cozy apartment as he closed the space between them. She complied by taking his drink from him and wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Just wait until you see the bedroom," she cooed in his ear and took him straight to her room without another word.
Rory woke up suddenly as a biter wind bit at her face causing her to jump slightly. Tristan tightened his grip around her, making it hard for her to move. The sun had departed from them and the sky was quickly fading to black. She shook Tristan awake hoping to get out of the cold.
"Hey Rory, what's up?" he said casually sitting up and stretching. "Wow, it's dark already- how long have we been here?"
"I don't know- but we should get back. I still have to cover that story," she gestured to the car and he pulled her off the ground.
"Okay then, let's get a move on," he turned on the ignition and they drove home silently as Rory had fallen asleep again.
She looked like an angel, Tristan thought, as he stole quick glances at her. They were close to her dorm room as the hour of ten approached. They had driven about three hours out of town, slept for about an hour then returned to face the world. Rory began to stir as her eyes fluttered open.
"Hey," she said quietly, adjusting herself in the seat.
"Hey Mary, how'd you sleep?" he questioned with a soft expression. She loved to see Tristan this way- soft and caring yet a hidden mischief in his eyes.
"Wonderful! I had a dream about you," she said lightly and he smiled.
"And what happened that I made it so wonderful?" he asked as she smiled softly.
"We were in this coffee shop, a fancy one, and you had gotten down on one knee. Then you had ordered this chocolate/coffee dessert thingy that arrived and when I opened it, you proposed to me," she smiled at the memory.
"Wow, I love how it included your two favourite things- coffee and chocolate," he smiled at her as he turned into her dorm parking lot.
"So do I," she unbuckled her seatbelt as the car reached a halt. "So I'll see you tomorrow," she leaned in and kissed Tristan with all the passion she could muster. He was blown away at the emotion in the kiss and didn't want it to end. He pulled her closer with one hand on her cheek and the other on the small of her back. A sudden HONK screeched from the wheel causing them to separate. They laughed and Rory left the car with another quick kiss and entered into her apartment cautiously.
Logan lay beside a sleeping Sue and knew he had to leave. He checked the clock to note that it was almost eleven o'clock and he had to get a move on. With a quick but cautious movement, Logan slipped his arm out from under Sue's sleeping form and proceeded to gather his clothing. He dressed quickly and left the apartment without so much as a note or a message of any sort.
He went to his car quickly and headed to his own apartment not far from the girl's own. He entered the apartment with little noise as he dressed up for the evening. It was going to be quite the event to get Rory Gilmore out for some adventure. He put on his most suave tux and proceeded to the meeting place he had told Rory to go to.
As he approached he saw her slender figure shadowed against a nearby wall. Soundlessly he approached her, wrapping his arms tenderly around her waist. She jumped suddenly as he pulled out a blindfold and wrapped it around her eyes.
"Relax Ace, it's just me, Logan," he calmed her, making it easier for him to get her to follow.
"What's with the blindfold- it's kind of kinky," she joked as she was led down the corridor and out into the parking lot.
"Well, well, I never expected you to be into that sort of thing Rory- I'll have to remember that," he shot back making her face turn pink not only from the cold.
"Can it news- I'm just here for the story," she said with mocking bitterness.
"Ouch, that hurts Rory, that really hurts," he led her gently into a car and she felt it move forward. She felt another body beside her and jumped again when a hand reached out for her thigh.
"Watch it," she barked and moved over to the opposite direction.
"Sorry, I couldn't resist," another male voice replied.
"Men," she shouted and threw herself against the seat waiting for this dreadful car ride to be over.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed this story- please review!