Title:Time
Disclaimer: I own nothing except Trinity and other unrecognizable people, although I surely wouldn't mind owning GG!
Pairings: Lane/Dave, Luke/Lorelai, Paris/Jess, Rory?
(P.S. Lindsay and Dean won't be in this story really. It'll mainly focus on Rory…)
Summary: In eight years things can change…in a year things can change…heck, in a single night things may change. Read to find out!
Please review and enjoy! Let me know what you think!
Dark Clouds:
Even though it was the middle of July, Trinity wasn't surprised when she found an envelope in the mail pile from the School District of Hartford Township. She continued to look through the mail, placing the specific piece to the side. There was an envelope addressed to her. She tore it open and saw it was an invitation to her friend, Callie's party. She was turning 10. Trinity smiled and put it on the refrigerator with a magnet.
"Hey Ann." Tristan said putting two grocery bags on the table. She looked up and smiled, fingering the school envelope.
"What ya got there?" She asked.
"Just some food so you and your mom don't starve. Did she leave for work yet?" Trinity nodded. He started to put away the groceries. "So I was thinking of going to the arcade today. You know, waste some money." Tristan said smiling. Trinity beamed and nodded excitedly. She placed the envelope down and stood up quickly accidentally knocking the chair behind her over. Tristan laughed at Trinity's face as she picked the chair up.
"So when are we leaving?" Tristan looked at his watch.
"When your dressed." He said pointing to her lamb printed pajamas. She smiled and ran off. Tristan smiled, shaking his head as he continued with the groceries. He finished and heard bouncing footsteps. He turned to see Trinity hopping down the hall in a hopscotch motion. He cocked his head.
"What in gods name are you doing?" he asked smirking. She smiled again and stood perfectly straight.
"Well, I was practicing." She said proudly. He gave her a confused look. "Just wait, you'll see." She promised him as she dragged him out the door. She followed her and about 20 minutes later, they pulled into a parking lot. Trinity practically skipped to the entrance. Tristan jogged to catch up with her and opened the door. They paid for a game card and made their way to the huge room of games. She pulled Tristan's hand towards the skeeball machines and swiped her card. The machine released 9 balls. Tristan stood behind her cheering her on.
"I suck at this." Trinity said after earning three 10-point balls. Tristan patted her shoulder sympathetically.
"It's not to hard, you just have to aim it and have the right amount of speed." He explained. She looked at him dubiously and handed him a ball. She moved over and watched him roll the ball carefully eyeing the hole. The ball fell gracefully into the 100 slot. Trinity looked at him in shock and motioned for him to keep going. He got two more 100's and then got her the rest 30's.
"Why are you so good at this?" She asked.
"Practice. I used to play this game for hours at a time." He explained smiling. She frowned. "Why don't you try another game?" she nodded and went over to a car racing game. She beat Tristan. After many failures at losing to the games, Dana was discouraged.
"Okay, we can go now." She said sadly. Tristan thought quickly.
"Hey, why don't you show me the thing you were practicing for? I'm sure you'll be great at that." She nodded enthusiastically and led him over to the game.
"Dance Dance Revolution Extreme?" he asked raising an eyebrow. She nodded excitedly and slid her card through the swiper. She picked her game and started to jump on the designated arrows. Tristan watched in awe at how good she was. When the game was over, it yelled 'DDR Extreme'. She stepped off the platform catching her breath.
"I love that game with a passion. Mom got it for me on my birthday." She said now happy.
"When is your birthday?" he asked, slightly ashamed that he didn't know.
"May 14th." She said. He nodded. "When is yours?"
"October 5th." He said. She nodded. "So Ann, you ready to get out of here? Your mom should be home soon." Trinity nodded and followed him outside to his car. They arrived back to the apartment and saw the door slightly opened.
"Why's the door opened?" Trinity asked as the two approached it.
"I don't know, you closed it on your way out?" She nodded. Tristan knocked on the door putting Trinity slightly behind him. The door swung open as Trinity moved to the side out of sight leaning against the wall.
"Hi, can I help you?" a man asked. He was about 6' and he had dark brown hair, with light brown eyes. Tristan cocked his head.
"Yea, uhh I was looking for the owner of this apartment. I was supposed to walk her dog since she's busy with her…work." Tristan said.
"Oh, yea Rory's not in right now but—"
"You might fool him, but you don't fool me." Trinity said pushing Tristan over. The man's eyes went wide.
"Lucky for you, my mom isn't home." Trinity said holding the cell phone out of view.
"Sweetie, how are you? I haven't seen you for a while."
"Yea, I know." She said giving him a fake smile.
"So Trinity, who's this?"
"Oh, this is Tristan. Tristan, this is Zack. We're a big fan of him." Trinity said biting her lip. Tristan didn't understand why she was so calm.
"Oh yea, I've heard about you…Rory told me about the things you guys…did together." Zack cocked his head and stared at Trinity menacingly.
"You didn't spill the beans did you?" he asked. Trinity shook her head wishing for the response to be quicker.
"Oh yea, Zack, you're spots been filled. Plus, you're an ass hole anyway. I mean the huge scar on my back, and my mother being severely abused—" Zack took a step towards her.
"Look bitch, " he said raising his hand to hit her. Tristan caught his hand.
"I'd watch it." Tristan growled. Zack looked into the hallway and saw the police officers. The pushed through and handcuffed him.
"Mr. Hardy, we weren't expecting to see you so soon." One of the officers said as they pushed him out. Tristan and Trinity walked into the apartment sighing.
"So that's Zach." Tristan said absentmindedly.
"Mom got a restraining order, so now he has to go back to jail for breaking it."
"So what happens now?"
"Court, trials, time lost for us, especially mom." Trinity said sadly.
"How were you so calm?" he asked.
"He doesn't like hysterical people. If I didn't talk back to him he wouldn't have hit me. Or tried too." Tristan shook his head and wrapped her arms around her. He picked her up and sat on the sofa with her lying down as the tears streaked her face.
"I can't deal with him again. What did we ever do to deserve this? Why is he such an evil person…" she was rambling, and neither of them noticed Rory walk in and listen to her speech.
"…and I mean it's good he's in jail, but if he found us again, then he can do it again, and oh my god—" Trinity said crying into his chest. He rubbed her back.
"Shhh, it's okay we'll figure something out.
"Zack was here wasn't he." They both looked up to see a shell-shocked Rory standing frozen. Trinity got up and walked over to her mom and hugged her tightly. Rory let the tears fall as Tristan got up and shut the door and hugged them both. Later on that night, after they had gotten Trinity to sleep, they were lying on Rory's bed.
"I'm scared Tristan." Rory admitted as she clung to him. He held her tightly against him and kissed her forehead.
"I'm here," he whispered into her hair.
"I need to leave." She said softly. Tristan gave her a confused look.
"What do you mean?"
"If he got out and was able to make it here after getting out of jail, then I can't be here. Trinity and I need to move." She whispered still recuperating from the news. Tristan continued to hold her tightly as she let the tears come again and put her to sleep. Tristan wasn't able to sleep as he listened the distressed breathing of the woman next to him. He knew what he needed to do.
Wow, wasn't expecting that. Lol. I'm not sure what story I'm doing next, it might be this one though. Either this one or From War to Family but I'm kinda excited to write more of this one now that I'm in the mood again. I'll keep in touch. Please review and I'll write! -Kiki