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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I Missed That…What?:

'I just threw up.' Rory said frowning. She was in her pajama's still. Tristan looked up from his newspaper and quickly stood up.

'Baby, come here.' he said hugging her.

'There's that aftershave again.' Rory mumbled.

'I think you should see a doctor.'

'I am a doctor!'

'I know, maybe call Paris? I mean she's been doing this a lot longer then you have.' Rory nodded and picked up the phone.

'Hello?'

'hey Jess, is Paris there?'

'Yea, she's right here.' Rory heard the phone being transfered from one person to another.

'Hello?'

'Hey Paris!'

'Hey what's up?'

'Nothing. I'm going to describe something to you. Can you tell me what it might be?'

'I could try.'

'Okay, well I have nausea, I'm moody, hungry, currently choking on Tristan's aftershave scent, and did I mention I'm throwing up but normal foods don't seem to be a problem?'

'Well, I could make a guess but I don't want to tell you the wrong thing.' Paris said uneasily.

'Come on!' Rory begged.

'Go to your actual doctor. Get some tests done, and plus they know your medical history.'

'Okay.' Rory mumbled.

'So, I'll see you all soon?' Paris asked changing the subject.

'Yea.'

'Okay, bye.'

'Bye.' As soon as Rory hung up, Paris did too.

'Rory pregnant!' Paris called. Jess appeared.

'I missed that…what?'

'She's pregnant.'

'What did she say?' Paris gave him a strange look.

'How was she reacting?' Jess clarified

'She doesn't know.'

'What?'

'She wanted to know what was wrong with her and she gave me classic symptoms of pregnancy. How she didn't diagnose herself is beyond me, but she's 99.9 percent pregnant.'

'And what about that 0.1 percent?'

'She's faking it.' Jess gave her a doubtful look, and Paris returned with a pointed look.

'Well?' Tristan asked when Rory hung up.

She said she could tell me what she things it could be, but she doesn't want to tell me the wrong thing. She says should go to a doctor.'

'Okay well maybe this is easy to diagnose.' Tristan said helplessly.

'One of the doctors that I talked to said I should be able to, but nothing is matching the symptoms.' She complained spooning some Cool Whip into her mouth straight from the container.

'Okay well you're throwing up, moody, nauseas, and craving weird food.'

'I am not craving food!' she said sticking another spoonful of the white fluffy food into her mouth.

'Really?' he asked raising his eyebrows. She lowered the spoon guiltily. Tristan took a deep breath.

'Rory, maybe you're pregnant.' He said quietly so the girls wouldn't hear.

'I'm not! I mean I can't be.'

'Unless you've hit menopause in the last month then I don't think so.'

'I didn't mean it wasn't possible for me too.'

'So?'

'I'm going to make an appointment tomorrow.' Rory said softly. Tristan frowned and hugged Rory.

'Hey, whatever it is, we'll make it through together, okay?' she nodded and buried her head in his chest.

'I'm scared.' She admitted.

'Oh Rory, everything will be okay.' She pulled away to show that there were tears in her eyes.

'What if I am pregnant?' she said quietly.

'Well we don't have to worry about you getting pregnant on our semi-honeymoon.' He said smiling.

'So you'd be okay with it, if I was pregnant?' she asked.

'Of course, I love you Rory. You know that.' She nodded and allowed him to bring her to him once more. He whispered comforting words into her ear.

'I'm gonna go take a shower.' Rory said and left. Tristan sighed and picked up the phone.

'Hello?'

'She's pregnant isn't she?' Tristan said into the phone.

'Tristan? Is that you?'

'Paris!' he said sternly.

'Classic.' She finally. She heard him exhale deeply on the other end.

'Hey are you okay?'

'I don't know, I mean I told Rory I'd be okay if she was but I mean—wow. This is huge, I mean I haven't felt this way since…uh…'

'Since she told you about Dana?' Paris supplied.

'Yea.' He said agreeing.

'Well nothing's for sure yet, I mean no doctor can be sure without a test.'

'Paris, you've been a doctor for like 20 years, don't you think you'd be right?'

'Calm down. Yes, to me is sounds like Class A signs of pregnancy, but the human body is wacky. It could be the flu also.'

'Did Paris Geller-Mariano just use the word "wacky"? I think I might faint.' Tristan said surprised. She ignored him.

'Just…help her out okay? I mean if she is, which is likely, then she might not take it well.'

'I will, and thanks.' He said appreciatively.

Sure.' He hung up the phone.'

the – next – day –

'Hold my hand.' Rory said. Tristan had come to the hospital for her appointment. She was wearing her scrubs as he guided her down the hallway to a room. They sat in the examining room for twenty minutes in dead silence when the doctor came in.

'Good morning. Oh, Rory hi.' One of doctor's said. She gave a slight smile.

'So what can I do for you this morning?' he asked.

'I've been having these symptoms, and I talked to one of my friends who's been a doctor for a long time and she said that I could be pregnant.' Rory told him all of her symptoms and he nodded as he wrote it all down.

'Well Rory, I'll take a test and send you on your way.' He said opening the supply cabinet and taking out a test.

FINSH THIS PART

'Okay we'll call you with the results.' He said.

'Thanks.' Rory said standing up. The doctor nodded and left the room.

'Wanna take the rest of the day off?' Tristan offered. Rory nodded mutely and went to find her advisor. She met him back at the main entrance. She was looking rather pale.

'How about a trip to Stars Hollow.' Tristan suggested. Rory smiled and nodded again. The trip there was quiet. Finally the Gilmore-Danes household came into sight. They walked together to the front door. Lorelai opened the door and looked happily surprised.

'Hey! Come on in. I was just putting Pippi to sleep.' Lorelai said backing up.

'Who's Pippi?' Tristan asked. Rory and Lorelai gasped.

'Come.' Lorelai said making a quiet motion and leading Tristan to the sofa where a Pippi Long stocking doll was lying down under a blanket. Tristan nodded and apologized for asking such an absurd question. Next Lorelai told him it was okay, but he shouldn't be so dumb next time. Finally Rory sat down and waited for her mom to notice that she hadn't said much. As if Lorelai were reading her mind, Lorelai sat down next to her.

'Hey, are you okay?' she asked concerned.

'I might be pregnant.' She said softly. Tristan leaned against the doorframe.

'What?' Lorelai asked confused.

'I've had a lot of symptoms that correspond with pregnancy.'

'Oh my god, you might be pregnant!' Lorelai yelled happily.

'Mom!' She tried to hush Lorelai but it was too late.

'What?' a new voice asked. All three of them looked the see Luke and Aaron standing there frozen.

'Ror are you sure?' Aaron asked advancing towards her.

'I got a test done today. We'll find out today. They didn't seem busy, so probably soon.' Aaron hugged Rory. But jumped back when he felt a vibration. Rory smiled and pulled out her cell phone to show him what was vibrating. She looked at the screen

'It's the hospital.' She said softly.

'Hello?' Rory answered.

'Yes, this is Doctor Price, I was just calling to let your know that you're pregnancy test came out positive.'

'Are you sure?' Rory asked.

'Yes.'

'Thank you.' Rory said hanging up. They all looked at her expectantly. She gave a weak smile and shrugged. Tristan went to her first.

'And that means…?'

'Better start redecorating.'

'As in a nursery?' Tristan clarified. She nodded and he brought her into a tight hug and kissed her head. They all hugged and celebrated, even Rory who was getting used to the idea of having another baby. On the way home Rory and Tristan were thinking of ways to tell Tori and Dana. They decided to make it up as they went and let it come out naturally. Tristan headed to cook dinner but Rory stopped him. She went instead and Tristan watched as she made her way to the kitchen.

'Tori? Dana?' he called. They both mumbled "here". He went to each room and said hello and then allowed them to get back to work. It was suspiciously quiet at dinner. Both Tori and Dana noticed this.

'Okay, is someone gonna give clueless one and clueless two a hint?' Dana asked referring to her and Tori. Rory and Tristan looked at each other.

'Well I guess there's no time like the present.' Tristan said. The girls waited expectantly.

'There are going to be some changes around here.' she said vaguely. Dana was deadpanned.

'Yea, I got that. Anything else you wanna share?'

'We're expecting.' Rory said.

'Expecting….'

'A baby.' Tristan said.

'Expecting.' Dana said nodding her head.

'Or you could have just said pregnant. Just say it.' Dana said getting aggravated.

'Dana what's up?' Tristan asked.

'Nothing, how are you two going to have another baby when mom can't even say she's pregnant?' Dana asked her voice rose. Tristan looked at Rory. They all looked at her.

'You're going to have another sister or a brother.' Rory said calmly.

'Say it. Say you're pregnant.' Dana said her voice was no longer loud but desperate. Rory opened her mouth but didn't say anything. Dana laughed bitterly and threw her napkin on the table.

'Dad?'

'Your mom is pregnant. Dana what do you want?'

'Mom your turn.' She still didn't say anything her eyes wide in confusion.

'You are pathetic.' Dana said pointing at Rory and running to her room.

'I'll go.' Tristan said standing up and going after Dana.

'I'm happy for you.' Tori said smiling. Rory smiled and accepted the hug Tori offered.

'What the hell was that?' Tristan asked shutting the door to Dana's room and standing in front of Dana. Her head was down.

'Look at me.' Tristan said annoyed. She lifted her head up and allowed him to see her tear filled eyes and the first tear and then the next one trickle down her cheek.

'What do you want from me?' she asked desperately. Tristan look shocked. He had never seen Dana cry before. He sat on her bed and made her look at him.

'What's wrong?' he asked softly.

'Mom, she acts as if this is an incurable disease! Yea, it might be a pain in the ass but so what? Life is a pain in the ass.' She paused and fiercely wiped away her tears then kept going.

'She exacerbates something little into something huge! I've had diabetes for 12 fucking years and never once have I complained about it! Did you know that diabetes is incurable? Yea, and mom's not the only to have ever gotten pregnant. A baby is born every three seconds on average and that's not including all the babies that are miscarried or are aborted! She acts if she's got a disease; yea well I have a disease. I have a disease that I'm stuck with for the rest of my life. I never asked for this, you could prevent getting pregnant. It's not fair. She complains, and she whines. I'm the one who stabs my finger 4-5 times a day and then injects insulin into myself. I'm the one with the tiny scars on every finger because of it. She needs to be in the real world…experience what life is like when you don't know what's going to happen the next day.'

'Didn't your mom have cancer?'

'Yea, but you forget things quickly. She has no sign of Cancer left—it's been that way for two and a half years.' Dana said. The tears were slowing down. Finally all she had was wet cheeks and red eyes.

'Are you at least happy for your mom?'

'Yea I am, I'm excited but I mean she cant even say it. I have diabetes and I know that my life will never be normal. I know that any day something could go wrong. I'll eat something bad, accidentally hurt something, and my body will get infected and I might die. I know that if I ever get pregnant there could be serious complications and I could die. Do you know how hard that is for a fifteen year old to say? That I could die from something that you could get treated for with antibiotics! She's forty-one and she cant even say she's pregnant.' Dana pointed out.

'I'm sorry Dana.' He said sincerely.

'Yea everyone's sorry. That's the problem. Don't be sorry; be glad you have a chance at a normal life. I could only wish for it.' He sighed and hugged Dana.

'You'll always be important to me, don't forget that.' Tristan whispered.

'Should I go apologize to mom?' Tristan nodded. She nodded too and left.

'Hey mom?' Rory looked and saw Dana.

'I'm sorry about what I did.' Rory nodded.

'I just, I have diabetes and I can never change that, while you're pregnant and you'll have something that I might never be able to have. Just be happy okay mom? You're forgetting what its like to not know where your life's gonna lead you.' Rory smiled and hugged Dana tightly.

'By the way, congratulations.' Dana said.

'Thanks DC.'

'Wow you haven't called me that in a long time.' Dana said. Rory smiled and nodded.

'Just let me know, okay?' Dana nodded and let Rory hug her again. Tori walked over and hugged Tristan. He hugged her back and smiled. They all separated from each other and stood there awkwardly.

'So uhh how is this going to play into the wedding?' Tori asked.

'Well I have to make a doctor's appointment to check up on the baby, and then we'll see how long I've been pregnant and that should tell us if I need to get my dress slightly fitted again for a pregnant belly.'

'And if you don't?'

'Then we'll just be expecting a baby eight or nine months about from now.' Rory said but her eyes went wide.

'Okay, well I'm happy for you, mom. I really am.' Dana said smiling. Rory smiled back and nodded happily. The girls left to get ready for bed. Tristan started to clean up the table.

'Tristan?' Rory called out softly.

'Yea baby?' he asked looking at her.

'I'm pregnant.' She said eyes wide. Tristan smiled widely at her face and put the dirty plates in his hand back onto the table. He walked over to her.

'Yea, we're gonna have another baby.' He said wrapping his arms around her still small waist.

'Wow.' She said dreamily. He smiled and kissed her softly.

'But now, I'll be here for it, okay?'

'You better be.' She said bullying him. He laughed at her.

'What?'

'Imagine if it was a boy.' Tristan said with a twinkle in his eye.

'Then we lock him up and send him to an all boys school.' She said horrified.

'Aww come on!'

'My son—if it is a boy, will not be like you!' Tristan put his hand to his chest in mock hurt.

'Ouch.' He said.

'There's nothing wrong with you. I mean I married you, but those high school years. I wouldn't relive that for any amount of money.'

'That's because you were so blinded by my hotness.' Tristan said smirking.

'If this kid turns out anything like you, you better pray that he learns quickly.' Tristan laughed at Rory. They got quiet. Sometime during their "discussion" Rory's hands had made their way around Tristan's neck and started to play with the nape on his neck.

'But you're happy right?' Tristan asked affectionately. Rory was quiet for a moment.

'Well considering I have two amazing girls, the man that I've always loved holding me, and a baby that he helped to create on the way…I'd say I'm more then happy.' She said. He smiled with tears in his eyes and kissed her lovingly. She returned the kiss as he leaned down slightly to pick her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist and kissed him harder as her tongue searched his mouth for nothing but him. His tongue dueled with hers as they made their way to their bed. He placed her down on the bed and straddled her hovering over her when she broke the kiss.

'The doors closed?' she asked breathing heavily. He nodded and started to kiss her neck lightly grazing the surface. He took her ear softly into his mouth and gently bit making Rory moan.

'Is it locked?' she breathed clearly getting riled up from Tristan's actions. He bit down on her neck hard and she moaned as the feeling of pleasure built up.

'Tristan.' She breathed. He kissed his way over to her mouth and kissed her softly making her want more as she pulled his head against hers harder. Her hands tangled in his soft hair as she let a soft moan into his mouth. His hands lightly traced her ribs before settling on her breast. He lifted her shirt up and broke the kiss long enough to remove hers and his shirt. Rory placed her hands on his chest as she leaned up to capture his lips again. The rest of their clothes were quickly removed, and their night quickly intensified.

Their breathing slowed down as their sweaty bodies lie next to each other under the covers. He kissed her softly.

'By the way, the door wasn't locked.' He said smiling evilly.

'Tristan! They could've walked in at any minute!' He shrugged and kissed her shocked expression away.

'But they didn't.' He said. She stuck her tongue at him. He smiled before closing his eyes.

'Old man.' Rory said teasingly.

'Hey, you wanna do this again?' he asked smiling and opening his eyes. She shook her head. She was actually really tired.

'She calls me Old man.' Tristan said scoffing. Rory laughed and playfully hit him.

'Ready to sleep?' Rory asked.

'Is there a together in this?'

'Yea, sure. You shut your eyes and I'll shut mine.'

'Kinky! But I like.' He said smirking. She frowned.

'Hey I'm pregnant, now leave me alone.' She said pouting.

'Night baby.' Tristan said holding her warm body to his.

'Night Dugrey.' Tristan looked at her and smiled.

'Now you're just getting mean.' He said.

'But you love anyways, so therefore it's okay.'

'Uh huh, sure whatever you're logic is.' He smiled as they drifted off into sleep.

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Okay so here's the story, literally and not. I used lyrics for three songs and apparently I'm not allowed to do that so my WHOLE story was booted off Sucks, right? Yea so if you need previous chapters then what I gave you, email me. Chadlover129(at)yahoo(dot)com So sorry about this delay but I was really upset when I opened my email saying that. Also, I lost ALL of my reviews and I can't give any of personalized things anymore…I'm sorry. Please review and boost my spirit! Thanks again, Kiki.