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AN: If you see any mistakes in the grammar and the words please tell me. You see, English is my 2nd language so I probably won't spell everything the way it's supposed to be spelled.

LLorelai, RRory, TTristan, LDLuke, LKLane, DDean, PParis

Title: Feelings

Chapter 4: Working and a pillow fight.

They got into Tristan's car and drove to Rory's house in silence. They got there and got out of the car. Tristan got their bags and followed Rory into the house.

R: "Do you want anything to drink?"

T: "No, thanks."

R: "We should get started."

T: "Yeah."

They sat down on the couch and got their notebooks out of their bags.

T: "So... We have to solve a crime, what do we know about the case?"

R: "It's a murdercase, the guy is a serialkiller. That's all I know."

T: "Than we've got a long way."

R: "Why's that?"

T: "Because I don't know anything besides that either.Where should we start?"

R: "It might be useful to find information about the case first."

T: "That would be the smartest thing do."

R: "Smart ass.''

Rory threw a pillow at him. It hit him in the face. He looked at her.

T: "What was that for?"

R: "That's for being a smart ass."

T: "You do know that this means war, don't you?"

R: "I just have one thing to say to that."

T: "What's that?"

R: "Wouldn't you like to know." She smirked.

T: "Rory, you're starting to scare me here."

Rory didn't say anything.

T: "Rory?"

She suddenly grabbed another pillow and hit him in the face with it. He looked shocked. He grabbed a pillow and tried to hit her but she got up already and started to hit him again. He hit her back. They ran around the room trying to hit each other with their pillows. They were near the couch again.

T: "How about a truce?"

R: "I'm game if you are."

T: "I am."

Rory put down her pillow expecting him to do the same. He didn't put the pillow down, instead he hit her with it.

R: "Hey!"

Tristan just looked at her and smirked.

R: "You have a weird version of a truce."

T: "You think so, huh?"

He took a step closer to her.

R: "Yup, I do."

He took another step and another until he was right in front her. Rory saw him advancing on her. She looked into his eyes and saw a sparkle in them.

R: "We should get back to work."

T: "Yeah, we should."

He sat down on the couch, sighing. They got back to work. Tristan stood up to leave a few hours later.

T: I should go, it's getting late."

R: "Yeah."

She got up too. They put their things for the project away and she walked him to the door.

R: "I had a good time, tonight."

T: "Me too. I'll see you at school tomorrow."

R: "Yeah, bye Tristan."

T: "Bye Rory."

He opened the door and walked to his car. He got in and drove away. Rory closed her door and leaned against it, thinking.

'This is so not good. Why did he have to come back? And why does he have to be nice? I think I'm starting to like him. But how can I like, he made my life a living hell. He's being nice to me now. I have to sleep on this.'

She walked to her room, changed and went to bed. She dreamed about Tristan.

AN: I know this is a short chapter but I didn't know what to write right now. Please review!