A/N I know it's been forever but homecomings tomorrow so give me a little leeway please Tristan's pov (and for an insentive/ apologyfor you guys to keep reading my storyI put a little suprise at the end)

I was sitting cross legged on my bed trying to do my English paper chewing on my pen cap muttering to myself. My hair was disheveled and my clothes were rumpled from the day. I averted my eyes from the sorry excuse that was my homework. I sighed heavily. When a loud ring broke through the silence of my room. Causing me to jump just slightly.

"Hello." I said.

"Tris its Rory I...I need you..." He heard Rory's raspy emotion ridden voice over on the other end of the line.

"Ok where are you?" I asked worriedly.

"In front of Miss. Patty's! Please I and Dean and well I we broke up." That was all I got out of her then, she dissolved into tears. I promised I'd be their in 10 minutes. Dean. Why did he always hurt her how could anyone intentionally cause her any pain, she was to prefect for that. I seethed the whole drive there. I put my foot to the accelerator and my hands griped the steering wheel so tight that my knuckles turned white. I had to get there faster. The words I need you kept flashing in my mind. My heart raced at the thought. No damn it Tristan get a hold of yourself that's not what she needs right now.

I made it their in record time. I parked and practically leaped out of the car. She was sitting there on a bench directly under an over bright street lamp. The harshness of the light made her look even more lost and helpless. I despised Dean for making her feel this way, she was too good for him always been, but hell she was too good for me as well. Gloved hands clasped in her lap she was no longer crying and but her mascara stained cheeks were too distinct to ignore. Her beautiful pout lips were pressed tightly together in mock composure she sat looking like a slight wrong move would unravel her carefully staged facade. And she needs me. I thought absentmindedly. You can be analytical later right now. She needs you. That sounded so odd. I walked trying to keep his emotions in check as I neared to her.

Now remember she doesn't need any declarations of love right now Dugrey. As much of an arrogant ass Dean was. He was still important to her so don't go screwing up your chances by making a scathing remark about him when it's all still fresh in her mind. I reached her then and plopped down beside her.

"Are you ok I asked tentatively. It sounded lame even to me. But what else was, they're to ask.

She laughed then outright and harsh in tone. "I'm great. Just perfect, I put a guy whom I thought I loved and who loved me's heart in a blender and pureed it." I saw the tears start to escape her facade showing a glimpse of the turmoil swirling inside her. I took my jacket off and placed it gingerly around her shoulders.

I then laid my hands on either side of her head and with my thumbs whipped her tears away. She was so cold it was frightening. I then placed my hands over hers trying to warm them. Bullshit, I thought. Your just trying to get near her and right after she broke up with a long term boyfriend. I mean mygod man. What are you doing?

Much to my surprise. She laid her head on my shoulder and scooted closer to me. I whispered that everything would be ok over and over again trying to sooth her frazzled nerves I could feel the warmth of her body pressed meekly against my own I felt the places where her winter clothes clad body touched my own were on fire.

"You know Tris, your my hero." Rory saidquitely.I turned kissed her forehead and stroked her hair softly. We sat their a while. My head reeled what did that mean.

She smiled a tentative smile and closed her eyes. I softly sung the words to some cliché childhood song my mother used to sing to me til I was sure she was sleeping. She looked so sweet sleeping their so small and feeble. Like she needed someone to protect her from life's many downfalls. And i wanted to to be her protector,the thought rushed to me so quickly it was almost intoxicating.

I then took my phone from my pocket and called Loralie telling her what had happened and that we were on our way back to her house. Until I felt the phone being ripped violently out of my hands. I turned abruptly to see my assailant. Dean. In the pale lamplight he looked insane and extreamly pissed.

"I should have known that she come crying to you. It wasonly a matter of time.So tell me did you already make your move?" Dean's voice was cold and scathing...

TO BE CONTINUED

A/N Thoughts feelings Dean bashing Please tell me what to think remember reviews make my world go round.