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!

The Memories of Home:

They were done packing and the apartment seemed to empty. The TV was gone, there was no food, and furniture had just been picked up. It looked like they'd been robbed. The only thing that remained was the rolled up sleeping bags on the floor and the three suitcases lining the wall by the door.

They looked around once more, as if to take in everything they had missed and silently said their goodbyes to the small yet perfect apartment. There was no need to be sad, for they would be moving to a much safer, and apparently nicer place. But still, it used to be their home and leaving something that's comfortable it always hard no matter who you are.

Rory took a deep breath, "I'm going to miss this place." The others nodded in agreement. Although Tristan had only lived there for a month, he was still going to miss it.

"I hate Zack." Trinity said softly.

"Who doesn't?" Rory asked back with a slight frown on her face. Tristan gave the main room a once over again, and picked up two of the suitcases. Trinity turned around and picked up her suitcase and her sleeping bag. Rory stood there still.

"Why don't you head down?" Tristan said. Trinity nodded and left.

"What's going through your head, right now?" Tristan asked coming besides her.

"So much has happened here. It's been my hideout since you left. I always thought that as long as this place was still here, I would be independent."

Tristan gave her a confused look, "What?"

"I got this place when Trinity was about four. My mom and me were having some arguments on how to raise Trinity, so I moved out. In the end, my mom was proud of me, but soon after I went home. I kept this place. I would come here a lot and just sit and think. But now I wont have it anymore."

"But now you'll have a new place. And why do you need a hideout now? Trinity is almost grown and I'm here now to argue with." Tristan said smiling. Rory let a small smile grace her features.

"I'll tell you what, if you still miss this place, we can visit it." Rory's eyes lit up.

"Are you serious?"

"Completely." Rory smiled and hugged him tightly then leaned up and kissed him silent thanking him. He smiled into the kiss and pulled away.

"Shall we be on our way?" She nodded and picked up other sleeping bags and followed Tristan out, looking once more and shutting the door. They arrived at the new building about fifteen minutes later. Their furniture was already there, and now they had to move it. Rory handed Trinity a piece of paper and a pen.

"Write down all the places you can think of that we have to tell that we changed our address." Trinity nodded and went to sit on the floor.

"What can I do?"

"Tristan, hmm…call Jess. Move furniture. I'm going to store to get food." Rory said picking up her wallet and car keys before leaving.

"By food, she means Pizza." Trinity said.

Tristan smiled, "Or Chinese." Trinity gave him a look.

"I've known her for a while. The Gilmore habits aren't to hard to follow once you've dated one." Trinity laughed and continued with her task. Tristan went to phone to get cracking on furniture, while Rory wandered into a Barnes and Nobles, checked her watch and sat down to read. 45 minutes, I have time. She thought and got lost in the wonders of Dan Brown.

This one's almost done, and I will be doing a sequel. It'll be shorter I think, but I really wanted to do this one part. I don't know! I'm still looking for a BETA! If you reviewed and said you could do it, thank you! I'll be in touch. Please review. Thanks, Kiki.