Summary: Tristin is surprised when the last person he expects shows up at his college...Rory. Following things will happen: Trory christmas, Lorelai and Luke with kids, and Trory babysitting, spring break, and more entertainment.

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"Mommy," a little girls voice whispered in her ear, "mommy get up."

Lorelai swatted at the little girl. "Rory," she said, eyes closed, "Mommy is sleeping. You know not to wake Mommy up. Sleep is precious."

She felt a little hand tug on her hair. "Ow!" she moaned, "Rory...stop trying to wake me up. Let me go back to sleep. I've got work in a while and need it."

"Mommy, I'm not Rory," said the little girl.

Lorelai sighed, knowing her daughter was relentless, and wouldn't give up until she was awake. She wanted her attention, so she was going to get attention. That was a quality Lorelai had noticed about her daughter: she was stubborn, exactly like her. Until she got what she wanted, Lorelai the third would not give up, much like the other Lorelai's.

She sat up in bed, pulling the five year-old up on her lap. "Okay," she said, "if you're not Rory, then who are you?"

"Josephine Emma Danes," her little girl replied.

Lorelai raised an eyebrow. Josephine Emma Danes? Danes? As in their friend, Luke Danes? The provider of coffee? Oh no. Did Rory think that Luke was her Dad? God, she was going to have to explain that Luke was just their friend.

She chuckled. "No, honey," she said, "you are Lorelai 'Rory' Leigh Gilmore."

The little girl shook her head. "No Mommy," she said, "thats big sister. I'm Josephine, I'm your little Jo."

Big sister? This was by far one of Rory's weirdest fantasies yet. She turned Rory so that she was looking at her, and was meant with a surprise. The little girl sitting in her lap was not in fact Rory.

Rory had both herself and Christopher in her. This little girl didn't have any of Christopher in her. Of course, Lorelai could see herself. She just couldn't see Christopher.

This was not Rory. There was no Christopher in there.

But Lorelai did amazingly enough see a little bit of...Luke?

Just then in he came, only he wasn't younger Luke, he was older, wearing the same old flannel shirt and baseball cap. "And Mrs. Danes awakes," he said, smiling. Luke walked over to the bed and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

Lorelai was getting REALLY freaked out now. Why did Luke look different? Why was there a little girl sitting in her lap named Josephine Emma Danes? And why on earth did her room look different?

Luke then said, "Happy anniversary sweet heart. I made dinner reservations for us last week."

BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP! The sound of the alarm clock woke her up and Lorelai moaned, groaping around the nightstand in search of it and then she threw it against the wall, making it shut up. God forbid she turn it off the normal way.

She rolled over in her bed and looked at a sleeping Luke. Lorelai had just had a dream that she and him had had a kid together and were married. Was that her future?

She smiled at the thought, rolled back over, and went to sleep, making a mental note to tell Rory about the dream when she called her daughter later.

"Paris, quite complaining damn it!" Louise yelled. "It's my wedding, not yours, and when you get married, you can pick your own bridesmaid dresses."

Rory groaned, rolling over on the couch in Louise and Madeline's dorm, trying to get back to sleep. The shouting match between the Bride and the fellow Bridesmaide had woken her up, unfortunately, and she was having a rough time going back to sleep.

"Louise, I refuse to wear that thing," said Paris.

Louise glared at her friend and Rory half expected Paris to drop dead. And Rory had thought Paris's glare was evil. Apparently a pissed off brides was worse.

"Paris, if you don't wear that dress, I'm going to force you to go stark nude and let Duncan have his way with you, and THEN I'm going to send pictures to Doyle," Louise threatened.

Rory imagined that scene between Paris and Duncan, with Duncan ending up getting his ass kicked. Now that would be a funny sight.

"Then I won't be in the wedding," said Paris, and added, "that dress is degrading to women everywhere."

"I don't find it degrading," Madeline piped up, and added, "in fact I think I might keep it after this. I'll get lucky."

Paris glared at her. "Not helping," she said, "your suppossed to HELP friends."

"I am helping a friend," Madeline said, "I'm helping Louise."

Louise gave Madeline a 'Thank you' look. "See, Madeline has no complaints about the dress," she said, "can't you just be happy that I'm getting married?"

The bickering continued and all the mean while, Rory got a quick shower, got dressed, grabbed her purse, and then decided to go to see Tristin. Louise had mentioned where his dorm was last night, and Rory knew where everything was by heart due to her High School obsession with the place, before deciding that she had wanted to go to Yale instead.

Once there, she hesitated. What if Tristin had someone there with him? She didn't know his plans. She didn't know his routine. Not that she wanted to know it, but still, it would be rude, not to mention mortifying to walk in on Tristin going at it with someone.

She sighed. Oh well, if she did, at least she would have blackmail on him.

Rory grinned, and then knocked on the door.

Tristin rolled out of bed, landing on the hard wooden floor. He cursed at it, and then cursed at who ever it was that was knocking so early in the morning. His head hurt like heal, and the feeling wasn't pleasant.

He got up and crawled back into bed, hoping that the person who was at the door would go away and leave him alone. He just wanted sleep.

After seeing her yesterday, Tristin hadn't been able to. He'd found it some what disturbing that after all this time, he still felt the same about Rory. She was the one girl that he had never been able to get over.

Seeing her like that had been completely unexpected. It made him disoriented, and the shock from yesterday had still not worn off. The knocking continued and it was evident that whoever was at the door was not going to go away until he answered it.

Sighing, Tristin got out of bed, this time not falling, and put on a shirt. He'd been sweating last night as for some reason his room had been oddly warm, and he'd slept in only his boxers.

Tristin slowly walked to the door, and called, "I'm coming!"

The knocking stopped imiediatly. He opened the door and found himself face to face with Rory for a second time.

Rory looked at Tristin. He was a bit dishevled, as he'd evidentally just woken up. It showed from how messy his hair was and how tired his eyes had looked before he'd seen that it was her standing at the door. Odd, it seemed that with her appearance he was suddenly wide awake.

"Hey," she said, "sorry to wake you up. I just needed to get away from the wedding mania."

Tristin laughed. It was a good laugh, and Rory liked it. Not only that, but she found that she liked that it had been her who had made him laugh.

"Louise going crazy under the presure?" he questioned.

"That and I was going crazy with her and Paris under the same roof," she answered.

Tristin raised an eyebrow. "I thought Paris and Louise were good friends," he said.

"They are," she said, "its just they're in an argument about the bridesmaide dresses that Louise picked out."

Tristin smirked. "Let me guess, they're slutty, right?" he said.

"Only word for it."

"Typical Paris," he said, "of course she'd have something to say about that. Let me guess, she thinks they're degrading, right?"

Rory smiled and nodded.

"Good old Paris-once a femminist, always a femminist," he said, and added, "if she keeps it up she's going to end up a spinster with nine cats."

"I could actually see that," said Rory, "although she's got a boyfriend she's pretty happy with right now."

"Ah," said Tristin, "paper boy?"

Rory raised an eyebrow. "You're referring to Doyle, right?"

"Yeah," said Tristin, "she told me about him."

He paused. "So, Mary, any particular reason why you came?" he asked after a few minutes of silence.

Rory hesitated. She didn't really have a reason. For some strange reason, she just wanted to get out of the dorm and come and see him. Then, she thought of the best excuse.

"Pancakes," she said simply.

"Pancakes?"

"Yes, pancakes. I wanted pancakes."

"You know, Mary, I'm not exactly the greatest cook."

"No, I didn't mean that you cook them for me or me cook them for you because my cooking skills are lacking as well, but I just thought that we should go out and get some pancakes or breakfast of any sort really at a diner...or something," she was rambling now, just great. "Just some sort of morning meal would be good."

Tristin gave her a quizical look that seemed to be questioning her sanity and then he ran a hand through his blonde hair. "Alright then," he said, "pancakes it is. C'mon in, and just let me get ready. Then we'll get...pancakes."

Rory smiled and entered the dorm room, sitting down on the couch. Tristin went and got ready, all the mean while, Rory waited, with a grin on her face for some odd reason.

A/N: So, there's chapter four, longer then the other three, and if I do say so myself, much more entertainment. We get a bit of Lorelai, Madeline, Louise, Paris, Rory and Tristin! With Luke on the side. What do you think? Reviews welcome. Thanks to the following reviewers:

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Thank you to you all. Hope this chapter is enough to entertain you. Next chapter will be up soon, I promise. Chapter will include Lorelai again. Possibly a trip to hellville...as Lorelai has nicknamed Emily and Richard's place. More Tristin and Rory interaction...yes, his name is spelled like that. See the Gilmore Girls books if you don't believe me!

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