AN: I am so dreadfully sorry for the long, long, long delay. My computer was very sick and I couldn't even get it to turn on properly. I would have just continued on another computer but I already had part of this chapter written and I wanted to use it. I'm about to finish typing this chapter (by the time you read this it will be posted but yea…) but, my internet, once again, is not working, I will post it ASAP though. Anyways after the long wait I'm sure you would rather I just get on with the story…

Recap:

"That's not what I meant, just let me finish." He paused and got no response so he took it as a cue to continue. "Once we got here, I had to force you to dance. But, once you got out there you seemed to be enjoying yourself. So some other people come and dance with us and I turn around and you're gone, but I figured you just wanted a drink or something so I continued to dance. I didn't think it would upset you…"

"Oh my god! You think very highly of yourself don't you? I always knew you could be very self-centered and arrogant but come on! You just assume I did what I did because I was mad at you or out of retaliation? Tristan, not everything revolves around you! I just figured if you could have a good time here then why couldn't I? So, yea, maybe I was a little jealous but so what? That's normal. I just got tired of sitting here with these people," she motioned towards his friends who looked offended by that statement "staring at you dancing with some girls who were obviously throwing themselves at you. Then I look over at your friends and they are all laughing having a good time, and I realize something. I am the only one in here who isn't. So, I decide to do something about it. I drink a shot, something I have never done and frankly, don't really want to again because I found it disgusting, but I did it. And then I figured, everyone on the dance floor looks happy and carefree and I'm tired of being thought of as the perfect little miss innocent who never does anything blithe and carefree so I decide to go for it and so I get up there" she motioned towards the podium "and dance like I never have before and just let go. And I have to say, it felt pretty damn good. So I guess I should say thank you, because, if it hadn't been for you I would have never done that, so thanks. Now if you all would excuse me, I think I should be going now." And with that parting note she got up and walked out of the club.

Rory sat down on the bench outside for a few minutes to collect herself.

Inside:

"Sorry man," Brian said, placing a hand on Tristan's shoulder as the rest of the lot just "oohed."

"Don't "sorry" me yet" Tristan said lamely as he ran out of the club.

Rory saw Tristan push open the door and walk over to her. He sat down beside her and Rory scooted all the way to the opposite end of the bench, trying to put as much distance between them as possible.

"Ror…" Tristan began

"No, Tristan, just save it. Go back inside and have fun with number 368 and 369." Rory snapped back

"Excuse me?"

"Oh I'm sorry, are you into the 500's already?"

Tristan soon caught her point "hey, I know you're mad at me right now but, that was a really low blow, especially for you." He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. He was supposed to be sucking up to her and so far, it wasn't going so well. "I'm really sorry for whatever I did, really, I know it must have been painful to watch, but please just let me give you a ride home—"

"There you go swaggering on again. Painful to watch? Come on, you know this is about more than that."

"Come on, I'll drive you home and we can talk."

"No thank you" Rory said shortly. "Please," she paused "just leave me alone. I'll be fine, I'm a big girl."

"How to you plan on getting home then?"

"I'll…I'll call a cab" Rory stated firmly. "Oh, what's that stupid number…" Rory muttered to herself, though Tristan heard loud and clear.

"Ror…" Tristan begged "Come on"

"No, geeze what's the fucking cab number. 1-800 cabs..." Rory trailed off tears trickling down her face.

Tristan was surprised by the words that just came out of her house, he never heard her use language like that. "Mary" he tried

"No, don't start, just…just go." Reluctantly, Tristan finally obeyed and went back inside the club, feeling extremely dejected.

Inside once again

As Tristan heads back over to the table Stephanie walks up beside him. "You get you ass moving and make sure you are their before we are."

"What?" Tristan asks, confused.

"I'll go talk to her, to stall for a bit and then give her a ride home. Meanwhile you will be speeding to her house with some romantic gesture. I'm guessing your little chat with her didn't go to well so you will need to fix this ASAP!" Tristan just stood there staring at her. "GO!" Stephanie yelled.

"Right, I'm gone" Tristan said as he ran out the door.

Tristan's Car

Tristan is frantically flipping through his CD case as he is stopped at a red light. He takes a CD out of the stereo and throws it onto the seat on top of a huge stack. He puts in another one and flips through the tracks as the light changes to green. "Ah hah!" he yells to no one in particular as track 13 comes on.

Rory

After talking with Stephanie for a while, the two girls left, heading towards Stars Hallow. Rory thanked Stephanie for the ride and the talk and heads up the stairs of the porch. She hears music pouring through the open windows and cautiously opens the front door.

I was hanging with some friends

One night near the summer's end

Rory steps into the living room and sees the coffee table completely covered with Luke's coffee cups. Just then Tristan enters the room singing into a wooden spoon.

Made me think about us

Made me think about us

Truly, truly, truly I want you

Truly, truly, truly I do

"You can't do this." Rory states simply

"Do what?" Tristan questions turning down the music.

"break into my house, bring in lots and lots of the best coffee" Rory stares dreamily and the coffee "pick a song that so perfectly matches the one from the club" Rory blushes at this "and be all sexy, cute, and innocent and" she pauses "and get me to forgive you."

"I can't?" Tristan says tilting his head sheepishly to one side and stepping feverishly close to Rory.

"No…" Rory breathes out

"Well, you see I didn't break into your house, your mom let me in. I'm glad I picked the right song, and I would hope I did considering the fact that I searched through CD after CD the whole time I was speeding to your house. And, you thing I'm being all sexy, cute and innocent?"

"Speeding is bad…" Rory states trying to stay cool despite Tristan's close proximity

"You didn't answer my question"

"What question?" Rory asks, feigning innocence.

"You thing I'm being all sexy, cute and innocent?"

"Yea…" she reluctantly admits, knowing she will never live it down. "But, you are also making a complete fool of yourself" she adds.

"Anything for you, Mary" he replies, smirking as the nickname leaves his lips.

"hey, you better watch it, you never want to jump while on this ice."

"I'll take my chances, I like to live dangerously." Tristan whispers gruffly into her ear.

"yeah?"

"yeah…" he whispers before his lips finally meet hers. Little did they know about the little red light shinning from the stairway…

AN: Short I know, but I just had to end it here. Mwhahaha, so I hope you all enjoyed, please, please, please review! And I still haven't gotten any feedback on the whole title change thing. I was thinking maybe Never Say Goodbye For Good or The Bell's Conspiracy or something to do with rain (which will be explained later so yea) tell me your thoughts please!