TITLE: No Longer

PAIRING: L/L, L/D, R?

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing, just this story and the made up stuff about this show…such as Tristan Dugrey this late in the show or them getting married.

SUMMARY: Tristan divorces Rory, but fate disagrees.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - -x- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - x- - - - - - - - - - - -

He Stayed For You:

'Ms. Gilmore?' the nurse called.

'Kay.' Rory got up and went with the nurse to an examining room. She sighed and sat down.

'The doctor will be in, in a minute.' The lady said.

'Wait, is there someway, you could, I don't know stall the doctor? I wanted the father to be here.' she said. Rory was at a check up and Tristan had promised to be there. It had been three weeks since she told him making her almost five months pregnant and now showing.

'I'm sorry, we go on a very tight schedule here.' she said.

'Fine.' Rory said and shook her head. She was hoping he'd come through for her, but she was wrong…at the moment. There was a knock at the door, and then it opened. A man in a white coat came in, obviously the doctor.

'Hello, Ms. Gilmore.'

'Call me Rory.'

'Alright. Rory is anyone here with you?'

'No, the father couldn't make it.' They were interrupted by a knock on the door. The doctor frowned and opened the door.

'Can I help you?' he asked.

'Umm yea is Rory Gilmore in there?'

'I cannot release that information.'

'Wait, Dr, Mann, let him in.' Rory said recognizing the voice. The doctor let him in and Tristan came in out of breath.

'What happened?' Rory asked mad.

'Meeting, they don't understand when I say "I have to leave NOW." I'm so sorry. I ran up 15 flights of stairs thinking the elevator would take to long.' He said breathing heavily.

'I hate to break this up but I would like to start now.' Dr. mann said.

'Oh sorry.' Tristan said taking a seat on a chair next to the examining table.

'Umm, this is the father, Tristan Dugrey.'

'Are you two married?' they looked at each other. Rory looked down.

'Divorced.' She said.

'Okay.' The appointment went slowly and they got to keep a picture of the growing baby.

'Alright, tell the receptionist I want to see you in four to five weeks.' They nodded and went up to the desk. They were given their day and they left.

'Rory, how did you get here?' he asked realizing that her car wasn't in the parking lot.

'Bus.'

'Come on, I'll take you home.'

'Thanks.' She hoped into his car.

'So, August 20th.' Tristan said pulling out onto the street.

'Yup.'

'Rory don't be mad at me. I swear Paris was there too. We were discussing policies with clients. Eventually after Paris saw me fidgeting and glances at my watch every 15 seconds, literally, she asked me what was wrong. I told her and she told me I should run and she'd cover for me. So if it makes you happier, I walked out of the meeting.'

'It's probably not over then, you can go back.'

'No, I wanna spend time with you.'

'I'm not mad, it's just we've—we've been through a lot together and I don't know. I just can't handle you being gone again.'

'Rory, I'm here to stay. My apartment has been sold and I now live in the house where you conceived that baby.' She laughed.

'Good to know.' She said as he pulled into their street.

'I've always loved the name Dana.' Tristan said randomly.

'That's a pretty name. If it's a girl we could name her Dana Lorelai Dugrey.'

'Or we could break the Lorelai tradition in your family.' He said smirking and turning off the car.

'Yea we could. Try not to over use the name.' Tristan smirked again.

'Come on, I'll make you something to eat.' Tristan said unlocking the door and guiding Rory inside. Rory followed him in and sat on a stool at the table. He made her food and then they spent the rest of the day tangled up and watching movies when the phone rang. Rory groaned at the interruption. She picked up the phone.

'What?' she growled.

'You okay?'

'Oh hey Jess.'

'Hey.'

'yea I'm fine, I was just watching a movie and you know how I hate it when I'm interrupted!'

'Yea, look I have a quick question.'

'Shoot.'

'Your dad, does he have dirty blondish-light brown hair and about 5'11? 6'? And skinny?'

'Yea, his name is Christopher—you've met him haven't you? Why?'

'Well a person like that is looking for you and obviously he knows of me and Paris because he's currently sitting in the living room while Paris tries to entertain him which by the way is scary!'

'I haven't seen my dad in 3 years.'

'Well he's looking for you. Does he know about the divorce or the baby?'

'I called and left a message about 2 years ago but we've been playing phone tag and I haven't even left a message for 1/2 year.'

'Well it's your call. What should I do?' Jess asked. Tristan waited patiently for her to get off the phone.

'I'll be there in soon.'

'Kay, see you then.' Rory hung up he phone.

'Well?' Tristan asked.

'My dad, he's here and I have to see him.'

'Okay, come on, I'll drive you.'

'No, I think it's better if I go alone.'

'Your dad has never met me before has he?'

'He has, very shortly though.'

'Are you sure you don't want me to come?'

'Yea, I need to do this.' He nodded and Rory picked up a set of keys and left the house. The drive over was boring and annoying. Rory's stomach had butterflies fluttering around making her nauseas. She finally pulled in Jess's driveway. She walked up to the door which Paris opened shortly after.

'Hey.' She said.

'Hi, so where's my dad?' Rory asked.

'Come on.' Paris led Rory to the living room where Ally was sitting playing with Barbie's. Chris was sitting on the sofa but got up when Rory came in.

'Dad, what are you doing here?'

'Jess was the only one I knew that I could find. You aren't listed in the phonebook.'

'My number is blocked.'

'Wanna take a walk?'

'No.' Jess cringed and pulled Rory away for a second.

'Rory—'

'No, he doesn't deserve sympathy!'

'Just take a walk!'

'Fine.' She said through gritted teeth. They walked back.

'Let's go.' Rory said walking out. Chris quickly followed. They walked for a few minutes before Rory spoke.

'You missed so much.'

'I know.'

'Do you?'

'Yes. I know I missed your wedding, I know I missed some thing else because I never heard about you being pregnant.'

'Oh you missed so much more than that!' Rory said blinking back tears.

'I mean where the hell have you been? Where has my dad been all this time?'

'I was in Europe.'

'EUROPE!' I'm sorry but Europe will always be there will always be the same, but I on the other hand am changing everyday! I mean bet you didn't know I was in a movie or—or I don't even think you knew what my husbands name was!'

'I do too! It's umm, okay I don't. Look I'm here and I wanna make it up to you!'

'I'm fucking 26! Don't you think it's a little late for that? How about when I was 16? Make sure that I didn't end up like mom!' Chris sighed and stopped walking. Rory turned around and wiped a falling tear away.

'Tristan.'

'What?' Chris asked confused.

'That was my husbands name.'

'Oh.' Rory looked away.

'What can I do to make it up to you?'

'By my dad! Be there when I need someone to cry to about my failing marriage or this baby that I was scared to admit I was actually pregnant with! Or even remembering my birthday! If I remember correctly, you missed it by a week.'

'Failed marriage?'

'Oh that's something else you missed. I'm divorced.' Rory said no longer shouting. Chris saw feelings of hurt, desperation, and sadness in Rory's eyes. He took and chance and went up to her giving her a hug. She didn't pull away but moved closer and cried into his chest. He rubbed her back. He walked with her to a bench and sat down. A little later she pulled away from him. Her eyes were blood-shot and her cheeks tear-stained.

'Tristan is no longer in the picture then?'

'Oh no, he is! This baby is his.'

'How long have you been divorced?'

'About a year and a half.'

'Than how—'

'My birthday. He was at Emily's party for me and we went a little to far.'

'Oh.'

'Yea. We're living together again. We wanna see how it goes. We both think the divorce was a mistake.'

''So do I.'

'You didn't even know him!'

'I know but your mom told me about it. She said it was amazing the feelings between you two.' Rory smiled and wiped away another tear.

'Mom will always love you, you know that?'

'Yes I do. I will always love your mom.'

'She's happy you know.'

'I know this too, but so am I.'

'Tristan didn't even think he'd met you before.'

'I've met him?' Rory rolled her eyes.

'Yes, you have. You don't even remember.'

'Oh is he that blonde kid?'

'Yes, he's blonde.'

'I knew his uncle. Christopher Dugrey. We were friends. He went by Christopher and me by Chris.'

'I know, that's where Tristan gets his middle name.'

'I missed you a lot Rory.'

'I missed you a lot also.'

'Am I allowed to meet the father of my grandchild?'

'It's a girl.'

'Okay, granddaughter?'

'I don't know.'

'I wanna know more about you. Would you give me another chance?'

'No, but I'll let you meet Tristan.' Chris nodded and Rory got up. Chris followed Rory in his car. They soon arrived at her house. Rory got out and was greeted at the door by a confused Tristan.

'My dad is here. He wanted to meet you.'

'Kay.' Tristan nodded and kissed Rory's forehead. A man came to the door. He was about 40.

'Hi, you must be Tristan.'

'Yup, and you're Chris, right?'

'Yes.'

'Come on in.' Tristan said backing away from the door allowing both Rory and Chris to come in. Tristan shut the door.

'Nice house.' Chris admired.

'Tristan's uncle built it.'

'Christopher?' Chris questioned.

'Yea, how did you know?' Tristan asked.

'I was good friends with your uncle back in high school, well until I got Rory's mom pregnant and than I was forced to move away.'

'Oh.'

'Yea.'

'Tristan I'm gonna go to sleep, I'm tired.' Rory said yawning for what seemed like the 5th time in less than a minute.

'Okay. Chris, I'll be right back.' Tristan said disappearing with Rory into a bedroom. Chris settled himself on the sofa.

'So you forgive him?' Tristan asked giving Rory a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt as she brushed her teeth.

'No, but he at least deserves to meet you.'

'It's getting kinda late. When me and him are done talking, I'll offer him the guest room.'

'Just as long as he's gone by tomorrow morning.' She said going under the covers.

'Okay. Night.'

'Night.' She said. He placed a sweet kiss on her lips and then turned off the light and shut the door. He passed Chris in the living room and came back with two cups of coffee. He handed one to Chris.

'So, you're the father of my granddaughter?' Chris started.

'Yep, that would be my doing.'

'She's not gonna give my another chance, I think I really screwed up.'

'I don't know, we haven't really talked much you. It was always kind of a sore topic for her so when we came across it she would deal but we wouldn't linger on it.'

'She told me about her little birthday surprise.'

'What?' he asked confused.

'She conceived that baby on her birthday.'

'Oh that. Yea, we didn't mean for it to happen.'

'What about the time you did it after that?' Chris asked.

'She told you about that?' Tristan asked surprised.

'No, I was just kidding. So you both did it again after that?'

'Yea. Once more.' Tristan said quietly and embarrassed.

'Hmm.' Chris said nodding.

'She really wanted you to be part of her life. Even in high school.' Tristan told him.

'How do you know that?'

'I've known her since 10th grade. She was the new girl.'

'Oh.'

'She wanted you to call or visit.'

'I know, I'll never be able to make it up to her. It wouldn't be to my standards even if I did. She means the world to me even if I don't act like it. If something happened to her, I wouldn't be able to function anymore.'

'Then tell her that. She doesn't think that, she thinks you didn't have enough time for her. Now that you have bigger daughter.'

'She's almost ten.'

'I know, and that's when she needs you the most.'

'How do you know that?'

'I remember being that age. The only thing I wanted was to talk to my mom and at 16 my dad but that quickly passed.'

'Why? Why did it pass?'

'I'm the son of what people call, The Hartford Elite.'

'Well then Tristan, you and I are quite similar then.'

'We are?' he asked doubtfully.

'Oh yes. Both Rory's mom and I grew up in Hartford among the rich and snobby.'

'I knew Lorelai did, but not you.'

'Well we both did. Kind of ironic that Rory married you considering Lorelai tried to get Rory out of that world by living in Stars Hollow.'

'Yea, but look at us now, we're divorced with a growing fetus.'

'She doesn't blame you does she?'

'She wont let me.'

'Just like her.'

'She said you could stay over night if you'd like. We have an extra room.'

'Sure. I would've checked into a hotel.'

'Well, I should get to sleep. I have work tomorrow.'

'Okay good night.'

'Night.' Tristan got up and went into the master bedroom and went next to Rory.

'So?' she asked.

'You're awake?' he asked.

'I've been, now share!'

'He loves you, Rory. He doesn't believe that he can make it up to you and he thinks if he does it wouldn't be satisfying enough to him. He'd think you'd give in to easily.'

'He's an ass hole.'

'Rory I was an ass hole until we met again in college. I changed….maybe he did too.'

'did he wanna stay tonight?'

'Yea, he did and I think he stayed for you.'

-

-

-

Well this chapter is done four billion years later! lol. Review please!