Under the Mistletoe

By: RoxyRoo

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Summary: You never know just who is behind that white beard or in that red suit...

AN: Ok, so this was suppose to be just a oneshot... However I did not expect how many reviews I received for it, and you all begged for more... Just shows what reviewing can get you ;). So instead I'm making this into a series of Christmas oneshots. Each chapter will be a Christmas short story of a different year in Rory and Tristan's life. Warning, this whole series is going to be extremely fluffy. A big thank you to Jersey Jae, as it was her review that gave me an idea to go with for this. So enjoy, and make sure to review :)

Part Two- Santa Baby

It was late at night, however the curtains of the spacious penthouse were still open as the snow fell down. A fire was roaring in the fireplace, causing shadows to bounce off the walls. On the couch two figures laid still as the old grandfather clock passed on from generation to generation over the years chimed twelve times.

"It's Christmas," Rory whispered to her companion.

"That it is," Tristan smiled down at her as she snuggled more into his arms.

He could not believe his luck. This last year seemed like a dream to him. When he left Rory at the party just a year ago, he never expected to see nor hear from her again. It surprised him when a week later on New Years Eve he received a phone call from none other than Rory Gilmore. The girl who took his heart five years before in high school. His Mary.

They immediately made arrangements to meet up and catch up on the last five years of their lives. They stayed up the whole night just talking at his place, and eating take out. And of course there was a lot of coffee. They learned everything about each other that night. He told her about military school, and the troubles with his family. She told him about Yale, and the time she dropped out briefly. They talked about past relationships, both his and hers. He learned that her and Dean, or as he liked to call him, "Bag Boy", were off and on for awhile. That she had an affair with him while he was married. She told him all about Logan Huntzberger. He told her all about Amy, the girl he met at military school. How close they were and had tried out dating. She was one of the few girls who he had remained friends with after breaking up with. They were still best friends to this day.

"It's our first Christmas together," Rory murmured, as he played with her left hand. With the important ring that sat on that hand.

Rory had a hard time working herself up to call Tristan. She was really nervous about calling him, but once she did, she was glad. It was the best choice she had ever made. She learned everything about him that night. She found out how much he had changed since Chilton. How much he had grown up. It was that night that she fell in love with him. That she knew that he was the one.

They were not dating long before he proposed. Everyone around them thought that they were moving too fast. She had just broken up with Logan not long before. However they both knew that it was right. Even Lorelai knew it was right. She could see the love when she first met Tristan. He looked at Rory in a way she had never seen anyone look at her before. Rory was happier than she had ever been with anyone else, with him.

Now the wedding was just a week off. They were to be married on New Year's Eve, the mark of their one year anniversary of being together.

"I think we should exchange our gifts now," Tristan suggested with a sly grin. "After all, it is Christmas morning."

Rory rolled her eyes, swatting his stomach. "What a greedy little boy you are, can't even wait until morning to open up your gifts."

"Actually, can't wait for you to open up yours," Tristan corrected.

Rory sat up, looking at him. "My gift?"

"Ohh, now whose greedy?" Tristan teased.

"So what did you get me?" Rory asked holding out her hands.

Tristan got off the couch, going over to the tree that he had in his place. The one that never would have been there if it was not for Rory. He usually ignored the holidays, other than going to dinner at his parents. Never bothered to put decorations up. But now his penthouse had a touch of Rory to it. She had dragged him to the tree farm with her, insisting they had to cut down their own tree, instead of just buying one from a parking lot. It was snowing that day and cold. He complained most of the time, but truth was he loved every moment of it. Especially when they got the hot chocolate with the whip cream on top, and Rory got some on her nose, which he kissed off. She then made him decorate the tree with her once they were home, which was a sight to see. They both end up with more tinsel on them than the tree did.

He grabbed his present for her, before heading back to where she sat on the couch. He handed the rectangular box with a bow on top to her. Rory grinned before ripping the paper off. She opened the jewelry box.

"Oh, Tristan," Rory said softly. In the box was a charm bracelet with one charm on it, mistletoe.

Tristan took the box from her, taking the bracelet out. She held out her wrist for him to clasp it on. She turned her head up to smile at him.

"I love it, thank you Tristan," she said leaning over to kiss him.

"Now, how what about my present?" Tristan asked immediately, after they broke apart. He rubbed his hands together in expectation.

"I thought you just wanted me to get mine right now?" Rory asked tilting her head to the side.

"Come on Mary," Tristan whined. "It's not fair you got to open yours, and I don't."

Rory smiled. "Do you want part one or two?"

Tristan frowned before pouting. "You got me two presents? I only got you one..."

Rory grinned wider. "Part one is for both of us. I'll be right back."

Rory ran off to the bedroom. Tristan sighed, closing his eyes, as he settled back on the couch to wait for her.

"Oh Tristan."

Tristan's eyes snapped open to see Rory standing there. She had on red lingerie that had white fuzz along the bottom and top. The material for it was so thin, that you could see her red underwear and bra under it. On top of her head was a Santa hat. To complete her outfit, she had a large white bow wrapped around her midsection.

"Santa baby, I've been an awful good girl," Rory purred, as she wiggled her finger for Tristan to follow. She laid down under the tree upon the tree skirt.

"Merry Christmas me," Tristan mumbled as he crawled his way over to her.

This was to be their best Christmas ever...