TITLE: No Longer

PAIRING: R/T, L/L, J/P

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.

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Reoccurring Three:

'Emma, come here!'

'Why? So you can pretend I'm some piece of trash?' Emma said aggravated.

''It's not like that.' Bryan said quietly.

'Where have I heard that line before? I trusted you with my heart, my kid, my life and you go out not giving a care in the world. Well guess what, I'm not about to stick around to get another bite in my ass.' Emma said slamming the door behind her. The screen fades to black and another scene, outdoors, comes up. Emma is walking on a path with her coat wrapped tightly around her. You see a different man run up to her.

'Emma!' she turns around.

'Hey.' She said quietly.

'So uh Bryan told me what happened.'

'Did he?' she asked bitterly.

'His sister died on Tuesday.'

'Come on! Pete, don't joke about something like that!'

'I'm serious. That's where he was on Wednesday.'

'Then why didn't he just tell me that?' she asked doubtfully.

'He told you he had a brother.'

'But he does, I've even met him.'

'But he never told you about his sister.'

'God! Look at me!' Rory complained throwing a gumdrop at the screen.

'What? The other guy was totally bad for this scene, but you did it fine!' Tori pointed out.

'Yea mom, I mean that guy was trying to help the other guy get back in your pants by lying to you. That scene couldn't have been much better.'

'Anyone home?' Tristan called having just gotten back from work about two weeks after the eating incident.

'In here!' Dana called. Tristan looked at the screen.

'I thought you vowed never to watch this movie.' Tristan said sitting down on the sofa.

'I have my weak moments.' Rory said smiling. Tristan handed her a paper bag and took the box of gumdrops out of her hands.

'Hey!'

'I brought you, your junk food.' Tristan said eating a gumdrop himself. Rory looked inside the bag and found crackers, Coke, and baked chips.

'What kind of food is this?'

'Yea? Are you trying to poison mom?'

'No, she said she wasn't feeling well this morning, so I brought her some food home.'

'I feel fine now.' She said attempting to grab the box back from Tristan.

'Uh uh, your food, is right there.' He said pointing to the bag.

'Keep the candy away from your mother.' He said standing up.

'Aww, but now you sound like Luke!' Rory complained.

'Dinner will be ready in about 10 minutes.' Tristan said walking into the kitchen. Rory took a box Dots and started to eat them triumphantly.

'Ya know, if dad was right about you not feeling well, maybe you shouldn't eat junk. I mean no one wants to clean up puke.' Dana said. Rory frowned and put the dots down before reluctantly opening the crackers and eating them instead.

'So you're still feeling sick?' Dana asked. Rory glared at her and bit a cracker. Dinner was uneventful, as well as the rest of the night. The next day was Saturday, and they were hoping to go on a family trip to a museum or something. It was 7:00 am when the first person was up. Tristan woke up and took a shower and then climbed back into bed. It was something he normally did, and never got out of the habit. Rory awoke a few minutes after he had gotten back into bed having smelled his strong aftershave. She sat up clutching her stomach. Another sniff sent her running to the bathroom. Tristan heard her throwing up and bolted to the bathroom.

'Rory, are you okay?' She was about to answer when more puke came up. He rubbed her back as she continued. A few minutes later, Rory groaned and came away flushing the toilet. She sat against Tristan leaning her head on his chest.

'Are you okay?'

'I'm better.' She said frowning.

'Think you can make it back to the bed so you can lie down?' she shrugged and allowed him to help her up. She leaned on him and he carefully helped her back into the bed. He covered her up and kissed her forehead.

'I guess I'll have to get used to that aftershave.'

'You don't like the smell?'

'No, I like it a lot, it's just really strong.' Tristan looked at her confused but shrugged it off.

'Get some sleep okay?' she nodded and he walked out of the room since he heard one of the girls awake. Dana was coming out of her bathroom with a brush in her hand and in only a bra and underwear.

'Woah, sorry.' Tristan said turning around. Dana blushed and put on a large t-shirt, which she had in her hand.

'You can turn around now.' She informed him. He saw her with clothes on.

'Sorry about that, and what are you doing up so early?'

'It's okay, and I woke up. Is mom okay?' she asked concerned.

'Yea, she threw up, so I made her go back to sleep.' Dana cringed.

'Yuck.'

'That's what she thought, although she is the doctor.'

'That's true. So can I go get some breakfast since I'm up?' Dana asked.

'Sure go ahead, would you like me to make you something?'

'Sure!' Dana said smiling and followed Tristan downstairs. She sat down on a counter stool.

'So I heard we were going to do something fun today.' Dana said watching as her dad started to make pancakes.

'Chocolate chips?'

'You know it.' Dana said nodding happily.

'Well, your mom and I were thinking of maybe going to an amusement park, but I don't know anymore since she's got a stomach thing.' Dana nodded disappointed.

'She could stay here.' Dana said.

'We'll see when she gets up.'

'Okay. So when do you get those paper-y things?'

'Well you see that's complicated since many things are made out of paper. I mean, there's paper towels, toilet paper, books, paper, loose leaf, money, envelope's—'

'I meant you and mom's papers.' He raised his eyebrows.

'Again, we have many paper's. Bills, certificate's, documents, receipts, Am I getting warm?'

'Those things you have to get when you get married.' Dana said moving her hands.

'A marriage license?' He asked.

'Yea! One of those!' Tristan laughed.

'Yea, your mom and I have an appointment for Wednesday.'

'Are you excited? I mean you only have like a month before you guys are legally married…again.'

'Yea I'm excited. Almost everyone's coming, which is really nice.' He said flipping a pancake and then putting one on a plate and it putting it in front of Dana. She poured syrup on it and started to eat. He pulled up a stool and sat across from her.

'That's good.'

'Coffee. Now.' Rory grumbled walking in. She plopped down the stool in front of her.

'Coffee.' She grumbled again.

'It won't get there by itself.' She said making a waving motion with her hand.

'How are you feeling? he asked.

'Like I need coffee.' She said smiling. He rolled his eyes and placed a cup in front of her.

'But she's sick!' Dana said.

'Coffee doesn't touch her. I've been there, and I lost the argument and was even proven wrong.' Tristan said hesitantly. Dana laughed.

'Figures.' They watched Rory practically pour the scalding drink down her throat.

'MOM! DAD!' they heard Tori let out a blood curling scream. Tristan ran to her bedroom and saw her standing there frozen.

'What's wrong?' she pointed to the wall. He looked confused and walked into her room. There was a spider that couldn't have been more then 3 millimeters big on the wall. He let his breath out.

'It's a spider.' He said dead panned.

'I….know….' she said staring at it. The spider moved a centimeter and Tori screamed and ran out of the room. Tristan couldn't help but laugh.

'Go downstairs. There's some breakfast, I'll take care of it.' Tristan said smiling. She nodded stiffly and ran down the stairs. As if the spider would be able to do anything to her anyways. A few minutes later Tristan came down the stairs.

'Spider.' Dana started to laugh and had to drink some orange juice so she wouldn't choke on her pancake. Tori hit Dana.

'Shut up, it's not funny!' Tori mumbled. Rory smiled.

'You're more than a million times its size. Something tells me that it should be more scared of you then you of it.' Rory said.

'They're creepy.' She shrugged.

'Oh yea, mom are we still going to the amusement park?' Dana asked.

'Why wouldn't we?' Rory asked wide-eyed.

'You're sick.'

'I'm feeling a lot better now.' Rory said.

'But you'll want to go on the ride's, and if you throw up, you wont be to happy.' Tristan said.

'I'll go on the kiddy rides since Tori doesn't like roller coaster's and stuff.'

'Are you okay with that?' he asked the girls. They nodded eagerly.

'Okay, it's park time. Go get dressed.' He said sending the girls off the change. Rory drank the last of her coffee and stood up. Tristan pulled her back.

'Mary—'

'Tristan, I promise, I'm fine.' she said comfortingly.

'I know, you said that already, I just want to make sure you really are. So?'

'Well I'm still nauseas, but I'll be fine. I'll just stay away from the twirl-n-whirl thing every kind of park has.'

'The spinning teacups.'

'Sometimes they're bears, and I've even seen them with strawberries.'

'Same thing.' He said as they walked up to their room and got changed.

10:00 PM THAT NIGHT

'Wow.' Dana said sitting down.

'My legs are killing me.' Tori complained.

'I think I need a bathroom.' Rory said thinking and then walking away. Tristan watched her go and sat down next to Dana.

'Did you guys have fun?'

'Oh my god, so much fun!' Tori said excitedly.

'You're 12, you don't know what fun is.' Dana said. Tori frowned and hit Dana…again.

'Hey! God Tori, that hurt!' Dana said rubbing her arm.

'No fighting.' Tristan said.

'She started it!' they both said.

'Did not!'

'Did too!'

'Did not!

'Did too!''

'Did—''

'Did you guys see the movie where the parents lock their kids up because they were fighting?' Tristan asked interrupting their did not—did too sparring.

'No.' Dana said.

'Yea, it's a classic, so be classy and stop.' Tristan said rubbing his head.

'Yes, sir.' Tori said and leaned back into the sofa cushions.

'Do we have any of those crackers left?' Rory asked reappearing.

'What crackers?'

'The one's you made me eat last night.'

'Uhh check the box.'

'I umm, I ate them all.' Rory said looking down. Tristan stared at her.

'What?'

'Nothing, uhh do you need more?' he asked. She nodded and he stood up.

'Okay, I'll go get you some more. Anything else?'

'Uhh and a pizza with green peppers, and onions.' Rory said. He nodded and looked at the girls.

'hot chocolate.' Tori said.

'No sugar added.' Dana added.

'Eww gross!' Tori objected.

'I'll get both, Dana you want anything?'

'Umm Pringles.' She said. He nodded and left.

'Isn't it 10?' Dana noticed.

'Yea, but I asked him to get me something, so he should go.'

'Whatever.' Dana said standing up.

'Where ya going?' Rory asked.

'Bed. Night.'

'Night sweetie.' Rory said, and hugged Tori who also went upstairs. Rory sat on the sofa and turned on the TV. She watched for a while until she got a sudden bout of nausea, but nothing was going to come up. She lifted her shirt up.

'Okay here's the deal: YOU are MY stomach, and this behavior is not at all acceptable so I'm going to give you a few options. One is that you stop what you're trying to pull…right now. Another one is if you don't, I wont feed you. No…wait! I was kidding; of course I'll eat, you just need to be kind to me! I even ate Tristan's food for you so BE HAPPY! Oh and if you make me throw up again, I might just have to hit you, because well who likes to throw up? Not me, I can tell you that much.' She didn't hear the front door open.

'Rory?' She looked up and saw Tristan looking at her speculatively.

'Hey, where's my pizza?' He handed it to her and she started to eat it. He put the other bag on the floor and handed her the coffee he picked up. Her eyes lit up.

'For me?' she asked.

'No, It's mine, I'm just taunting you with it.' He said sarcastically when she took it. She stuck out her tongue.

'So are you happy now?' he asked.

'Pizza…yummy.' She said licking her lips.

'So do you want me to stay up until you go to bed incase you throw up from your pizza?'

'I actually don't have a stomach ache anymore.' Rory said thinking about it.

'All gone?'

'Yup.' She said smiling.

'Good.' He said happily. Rory ate one last bite and put the box aside.

'I had fun today, did you?'

'Oh yea.' Tristan said.

'What was the worst ride Dana took you on?'

'Umm probably the Scrambler, because the attendant didn't tell us until it was too late that the lighter person should be on the inside.'

'My baby got squished?'

'Unfortunately. She wasn't too happy with me, but she got over it when I suggested we go on the new roller coaster.'

'I bet your were her best friend, then.'

'She sure made me feel like it.' He said happily smiling.

'The girls aren't giving you a rough time?'

'No, should they be?'

'No, of course not, I just, when I first mentioned you over the summer, Dana kind of flipped out.'

'Oh.'

'It's okay, she's okay now.'

'And Tori?'

'Tori's still a little young to understand, but she always wondered about you, I mean they both did, but everyone would tell her how much she looked like you, and she got sick and tired of it.'

'Mhmm.'

'Come on fiancé. Let's go to sleep.' Rory said standing up.

'That sounds so…cool.' He smiled standing up and walking with her to sleep. They fell into a peaceful slumber, as the moon shifted and the non-existent sun moved.

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No, she won't kill them. lol. So about me putting this story aside, that probably won't happen, so don't worry. :0) Umm and about the review response…I'll get to that in a few chapters…. I really hope! I'm aiming for 50 chapters here, I'm not sure if I'll go over or stay under but right now, it looks like it could be just over 50 but we'll see what happens. All I know is this story is coming to an end so if you feel like you need something to happen, now would be the time to say something. :0) Thanks and please review, Kiki