Just The Boy Chapter 9, a gilmore girls fanfic

Authors Note: I am so sorry that it took me so long to update. I have been extremely busy with school and everything and I will be updating more often now that I am kind of settled into school. Thank you to all the reviewers I really appreciate it! Hope you enjoy this chapter and please read and review! Thanks!

Dean was not stupid. If you gave him a geometry test could he pass it? Probably not. But, Dean had what many brilliant people lacked…common sense. Dean had the common sense to know that if he caused any harm to Rory Gilmore, there would be pain in his immediate future. And as if Loralei and Luke weren't protective enough, now he had this guy Tristan to deal with. Dean also knew that he couldn't let Rory get away without him finishing his conquest. It had never happened before and he wasn't going to let it happen now. Dean was still in shock that Rory actually took him back. Rory, the smart, level-headed girl who probably figured out what Dean was up too, actually took him back, and this time he couldn't, he wouldn't mess it up. He would get what he wanted and then move on to the next one. It was a cycle. He decided he didn't want to hurt Rory so he had to go with something simple and easy. Something that would keep her quiet long enough yet it wouldn't have any harmful side effects. Sleeping Pills. They were the perfect answer. All he had to do was give her one pill and she would never know what hit her. He had considered the date-rape drug but in Stars Hollow your not going to find that anywhere. So it was settled. He just pretended he was picking up the prescription drug for his mom and no one thought anything of it. He was nervous he had to admit. He had never done anything like this before. Thankfully, Rory had left the door open, he wouldn't have to greet her immediately. He walked into the kitchen he had just enough time to drop the sleeping pills into a cup of a soda. He almost didn't go through with it. He almost gave her the cup without the drug. But, he didn't. Five minutes later she was passed out on the couch. He had her just where he wanted her.

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Every time he talked to her, every time he thought about her, his eyes sparkled and he couldn't wipe the smile off his face. She had that effect on him. As he was getting ready to leave his house all he could think about was how much he loved this girl and how much he wanted to protect her. It was 4:05. He knew he didn't have to leave for another half hour but he decided if her got there earlier he could stand outside and watch through the window and make sure Dean didn't try anything.

The pills were strong. Rory wouldn't wake up for another couple of hours. He kissed her, but her lips didn't respond. He looked at the clock it was 4:10, he had time. She was laying there looking innocent and he couldn't help feeling a little guilty. But, the guilt didn't last very long.

Tristan got to the house at around 4:50, a little bit earlier than expected. He made sure to be very quiet as he turned off the ignition and carefully shut the car door. He made his way over to the window and peeked inside. He saw no one. He felt his heart beat quicken. Where were they? He decided to make an early entrance…what if Rory couldn't stall him. He opened the door and raced into the living room. He looked over at the couch and his heart stopped. He ran over to her, completely oblivious to the fact that Dean was not there. "Rory, oh my God!" He shouted, not sure whether or not he should call the police or 9-1-1 or Loralei first. His heart was racing, he couldn't breathe, he was dizzy and he needed to know she was okay. Why did he believe this plan would work? Why didn't he get there sooner? She stirred and her hand instinctively reached for his.

"Rory?" His voice was hopeful.

"Tristan, what happened?" She replied groggily.

He kissed her forehead. She looked beautiful.

"Rory, I was so worried, I got here and you were spread out on the couch…and I don't know what happened…I think I was too late…I knew this wouldn't have worked…I knew it…and I…"

"And here I thought I was the babbler" she interrupted smiling at him, and wanting very badly for him to kiss her again.

He smiled at her and relief washed over him. He couldn't possible imagine what he would have done if anything had happened to her.

"Rory please try and remember what happened." Tristan said. "I need to know if I have to go kill Dean for laying his hands on you." He said with a smirk yet his eyes couldn't have been more serious.

It was 4:48 and Dean walked out of the house feeling content with himself, that is until he saw Tristan's BMW turning down the street. He didn't even want to think of what would happen if Tristan saw him so Dean ran faster than he ever had before. Yet, all the while he couldn't help but think…Why was Tristan on his way to Rory's house and why did he care so much?

A/N: I hope you liked this chapter, I wasn't sure about it, I was rushing to write it because I've been so busy and haven't been able to update in awhile. For those of you wondering…of course we have not seen the last of Dean but if you are also thinking that I might try and pair Rory and Dean together don't worry I hate Dean and I love Tristan and this is most definitley a Trory! Fun things to come….