Tristan sat back against his soft couch, slowly flicking through channels on the big television in front of him. Truth be told, he missed Rory and it hadn't even been an hour yet. No shows seemed interesting, and every channel seemed to blur in front of him. Giving up, he shut it off and drifted into a light sleep to hopefully avoid his loneliness.

What seemed only minutes later, but turned out to be four hours, a loud knock came at his door. Hearing this, he rubbed at his eyes and sat up slowly, moving even slower to the door. He opened it to reveal an extremely giddy girl barely able to hold herself upright.

"So are we there yet?" Rory asked no one in particular.

"Almost, just a few more minutes," a nearby voice answered.

"Good," she retorted with annoyance and slumped into her seat. She hated the blindfold over her eyes, and hated even more that she couldn't leave any time she wanted.

A few minutes passed by and the car came to an abrupt stop, causing Rory to tumble forward and caught by a few different hands. "Uh, thanks," she said, moving back into her seat.

"So Ace, we're here!" Logan exclaimed as he grabbed her hand and pulled her from the car. She felt him lead her for several minutes before stopping. "Okay you can take off your blindfold," he whispered in her ear causing her to shiver.

As she pulled off the cloth around her eyes, she was dumbfounded by the beautiful area she was in. They were in a forest that was covered with silk tarps and jewel covered sheets. It took Rory a few minutes to take in all the details of the exquisitely set up area that was quickly filling up with formally dressed visitors.

"Suddenly I feel very underdressed," she stated to no one in particular. Logan hearing this handed her a large white box and told her to go into a set up tent not far from them. She wandered over and climbed in to find a luxurious set up: a fully made bed with soft sheets, a washcloth, bowl, and pitcher of water, some strappy heels a comb. After taking in the sight she opened the large box to find a gorgeous red dress that looked perfect to her size. She dressed quickly and immersed from the tent to wandering eyes and some people even gasped at her.

"You look great Rory, now time for the excitement and why I brought you out here," Logan said taking her by the small of her back and leading her to a group of people standing on a bridge. There stood a few men with thick ropes and a big motor reel standing near the gate of the bridge at the center.

"What are we doing on a bridge- I don't think you came for the view," she said half joking.

"We're going to bungee jump off of it," Logan said seriously taking her hand to get her connected.

"What is it with you and jumping- yes I heard about that 7 story jump!" she said as he gave her a sidelong glance.

"Well Ms. Gilmore- you needed adventure and this will set things in perspective for you- trust me!" they were finally hooked to the cord safely and he led her to the edge. Okay now Rory, hold on to me- this may be scary!" he said as she grasped tightly to him. Slowly they tipped to the side- moments went by slowly, the gate still in reach. Slowly they left the bridge and a rush of sights hit Rory as they fell to what could have been their death. Then as if the slow motion movie had stopped, they flew back in the air and whipped down again- this continuing for another minute. When the bouncing subsided Rory took a much needed breath.

"That was- so scary!" she said shivering from the rush.

"Yeah, but it was so cool,"

"Oh yeah!" she smiled as they were let down onto a boat waiting underneath. Once onboard she noticed a party going on and smiled at the cleverness.

"An exclusive party to those brave enough to jump," Logan whispered in her ear as he led her to the bar.

"Clever- now be a good dear and drive me home. As much as I'd love to stay and frolic around drunkenly- I do have to study," she said a bit too sarcastically.

"We do not frolic- we may stumble and jump, but never frolic!" his tone sounded defensive which made Rory giggle.

"Please!!!!" she cried again and he gave her a sly smile.

"Oh alright- just stay for a drink then I'll take you home," he offered which she nodded in acceptance. He went to the bar and brought back a Champaign for her. That struck her memory- she was never good with Champaign. It was basically the devil to her system because she couldn't control herself when she had it- but one drink wouldn't hurt.

Too bad that one drink turned to three and Rory had become very giddy in the process. "You gonna take me burp home yet Logan?" she asked slightly slurred.

"Um, yeah Ace that's a good idea- come on we're about to get to the land- just for you!" he replied grabbing her hand and leading her off the boat.

"Okay Rory- take this limo back where you need to go," he said opening the door for her and helping her inside. She wasn't drunk- or so she thought- just a little tipsy.

"You're not coming?" she asked without thinking- the Champaign seemed to have that effect on her.

"Oh- well I'm flattered, scooch over!" he exclaimed pushing her further to the seat.

"Gilmores never scooch!" she said mockingly and laughed heavily.

"So where are we off to then- your dorm or mine?" he said putting his arm around her. Of course she wouldn't make it easy for him with her reply.

"Tristan's apartment,"

"What? That's so naughty- I like the way you think Gilmore!" he kissed her check softly.

"Eww! No Logan- you are taking me to my boyfriend's apartment- drive on driver!" she called with a smile.

"Fine- if I must!" he said melodramatically.

A short time later they arrived at Tristan's apartment building and Rory climbed over Logan and out. She giggled as she tripped out of the car and was lost within her pouffy dress. Logan helped her up and straightened her out like a true friend. With a quick kiss to his cheek, Rory continued upstairs to Tristan's stopping briefly to talk to the doorman.

Then she rang the bell as she began to giggle for no apparent reason.

"Hey Rory," Tristan answered as he saw she was not herself.

"Hi baby- how was your night?" she asked letting herself in and taking off her shoes. She fell onto the couch and snuggled under a blanket. Tristan thought she looked like a little kid pooped out from a party.

"Not bad- I slept a lot. Um, how was your reporting?" he asked subtly.

"It was cool- met some people, bungee jumped, party on boat- tired now," she replied brokenly.

"Oh- well, I'm glad you came to see me!" he came over to her horizontal body and sat on the edge of the couch.

"Me too- Logan thought I wanted to take him home with me- then when I said your place he got this kinky idea- he's an asshole," she said randomly as Tristan picked her up off the couch.

"Oh yeah- he's an awful guy most of the time Rory- be careful around him," he said but she had already fallen asleep before he had reached his bedroom. He smiled at her peaceful face as he placed her into his bed and covered her. He took off his clothes to remain in his boxers and climbed into the bed, snuggling up to her frame which she seemed to adjust into the crook of his body.

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A streak of light shot into Rory's eye as she woke up with a slight pain in her head- most likely from coffee withdrawal. She felt a warm heat covering her and realized she was in Tristan's bed 'cozied' up to him which made her smile. She closed her eyes again turning into him as they slept together in a loose embrace.

A/N: Let me know what you think!!!