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!

No Nerd Here:

"I know you're upset, but you can't let this affect you! Your wife just told you she was pregnant! Why are you still on the phone with me?" Rory asked into the phone. She heard a mumble and click signaling he had hung up. Rory smiled and put the phone back in its charger.

"I can't bear it. Why can't school just be over?" Trinity complained plopping down next to Rory.

"Sweetie it hasn't even started." Rory said smiling.

"How did you make it through?"

"I liked school." Trinity had a look of disgust on her face.

"How?"

"I don't know, I've just always loved school." She said shrugging. Trinity shuddered and retied the drawstring on her shorts.

"What about you?" Trinity asked, the minute Tristan walked into the apartment.

"I love it." He said before cringing, "What are we talking about?" He shut the door and handed Rory the bag. She squealed and held it tightly. The two ignored her.

"Mom loved school. We were just talking about how school is a waste of time."

"I totally agree with you—" Rory shot him a look. "—But, to get a great education like your mom, you need to go to school." He finished frowning at Rory's glare.

"Who said I wanted an education? Friends are all I need in life." Trinity said confidently.

"Tristan!" Rory said bewildered. He grinned sheepishly.

"Umm, perhaps, I'll go set this up for you." He said nervously and took the new coffeepot and left for the kitchen.

"Don't listen to him okay?" Rory said. She nodded.

"Why?"

"Because your dad didn't like school, and he didn't even try to like it. Therefore, you can't ask or listen to him."

"Will he lie?"

"No, but I don't want you to get the wrong impression. School is a great thing."

"Yea if you're a nerd." Trinity mumbled and stood up. Rory's mouth dropped open as she watched Trinity walk to her room. Rory got up.

"She just called me a nerd!" Rory said still surprised. Tristan laughed and turned to her.

"You are a nerd." He said smiling. Rory hit his arm.

"That's mean! Just because I loved school does not mean I'm a nerd! Paris wasn't a nerd and she loved school too!" she said.

"True, but Paris doesn't carry around a book everywhere she goes like you do." He pointed out. Rory let out a whimper. "I still love you though." He said wrapping his arms around her. Rory pouted and scrunched up her forehead.

"She called me a nerd." Rory said shaking her head. Tristan laughed again and kissed her forehead.

"The world wont end, I promise."

"But she called me a nerd!"

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"She called you a nerd? HAHA, that's the funniest thing in the world!" Lorelai said laughing into the phone.

"It's not funny!"

"Uhh yea Honey, it is."

"Mom!" she whined.

"You are a nerd, so just accept the fact and move on."

"I'm a nerd." Rory said whining.

"You are."

"Hmmph. I'm gonna go."

"Okay, nerdie, Love you."

"Shut up."

"Bye."

"Bye." Rory hung up the phone and stood up looking out the window. She thought about the apartment in the next town over that they would be moving to in just a short week. She felt a pair of arms surround her.

"How are you doing?" Tristan asked softly. She shrugged.

"Not so great." She admitted.

"Now that we're together, I wont let anything happen to you, so don't worry."

"I'm not worried." She said.

"Good. Now come on, we should go pack some." She nodded and allowed him to move her towards Trinity's room. There were already two packed boxes ready to be moved.

"How's it going in here?" Tristan asked as the two of them moved into her room.

"Packing needs to die." Trinity mumbled as she continued to shove more CD's into her already filled CD case. Rory and Tristan smiled.

"But you wanna move right?"

"Yea, I do. But this whole packing thing, is just…stupid."

"Well I'm sorry I'm not a witch and I can't move your things with a wiggle of my nose."

"She's been watching Bewitched, hasn't she?" Trinity asked. Tristan nodded.

"You know it."

"So are you two going to help me or just stand there and watch me pack in misery?"

"Sarcastic one, isn't she?" Tristan commented smiling and started to help her. Rory started with the books on her shelf. The three of them packed up her room until there was nothing left but a dresser, a bed, and a few chairs.

Not sure what's next, I just think and type. I'm going to be starting a new story so I'm going to ask for a BETA. If you're interested, email me. It will be a trory and the rest hasn't been thought of yet. Any ideas for what it could be, let me know! Thanks, Kiki.