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Christmas day.

It was Christmas morning, and Rory groaned into her pillow as the alarm went off. She was warm and very comfortable. Bundled in blankets and with Tristan to warm her up better than any electric heater could have, Rory couldn't complain.

'Hhmmm.' She smiled and snuggled closer into Tristan's back.

But the alarm's slow beeping did not cease.

'No……..' Moving to rest shakily on her elbow, Rory reached out an arm and pushed the red snooze button. Hard. Until the alarm clock fell gracefully off the side table and crashed against wooden floor.

Scooting closer to the edge of the bed, and looking over the side, Rory voiced another 'No……..' The clock was definitely broken, and in more than eight pieces.

'Heh,'

'Aaaa - hhg,' she started at the quiet laugh.

'That's broken, Nice job. You're not as delicate as you look.' Tristan's smirking face hovered over her shoulder.

'Oh god,' she muttered.

'Excuse me?' He murmured wide - eyed and innocently.

'Good morning Tristan,' Rory said with a clenched jaw.

'No, my beautiful Mary, Merry Christmas, I believe, is the correct greeting for this specific morning. I know you thought this situation would be one you hoped to never have to deal with.' Tristan said gleefully, grinning evilly.

'Ugh, Christmas? Tristan I'm not to feeling well, slightly nauseous can you just please leave me alone?' Rory did not want to have to deal with him this morning, especially since she felt like she had one hell of a hangover.

Tristan's haughty countenance quickly changed to one of concern.

'Here Rory I apologize sincerely for my behavior, can I get you anything?' Tristan spoke softly, eyes searching to see if there was anything visibly wrong with her.

'Coffee, coffee, yes, lots of coffee,' Rory mumbled crazily, her back curving, head tucked, as she sat up.

'Okay, how about I go make us some coffee and you just stay right here until I come back. Is that okay?'

Tristan was only slightly worried about Rory, he knew what she was like in the morning with out coffee, and she wasn't a pretty sight. Not that she wasn't pretty. On the contrary, she was very beautiful, but if she went with out her coffee for too long, she tended to get cranky.

Tristan shuddered as he thought of the first time he spent the morning with her before Rory had gotten her elixir of life.

( A/N: I've never written a flashback before, so be warned! Oh and don't you just love the capitalized italics and bold and underlined flashback? I do!)

FLASHBACK!

It was a sunday autumn morning, the cold chill seeming to seep into everything one could see. Yesterday, Rory had had the most perilous of all exams, philosophy. Tristan knew she had another exam tomorrow also, though he had no clue to what the test tomorrow might be on.

'Hello Mary darling, what, my dear, shall we do first?' Tristan said casually, lounging in the common room near the door, as Rory walked into sight.

'Coffee, need coffee. Shauna broke, I must have coffee!' Rory appeared delirious, oblivious to everything except her need for a certain caffeinated beverage consisting of an infusion of ground beans.

'Okay, alright we'll go get coffee!' Tristan's trademark smirk back into place he added 'But only if you count this as a date.'

'No- yes, I need coff- eeee- eee- eee.' The 'eee' sound fading as her amount of breath declined.

'Alright,' Tristan took Rory's purple sweater clad elbow in hand, tugging her along after him.

'No, I'm not moving. Not until I getmy coffee!' Rory attempted to take her arm back.

When she failed to retrieve her arm from Tristan's grasp, Rory stomped her foot in frustration.

'Gimme my arm back!'

'Come on,' He tried coaxingly, pulling her closer to the doorway,' I never knew you were so disagreeable!'

'B-b-but I. . . . .'

'No questions, we're going to get coffee. Chin up Mary darling, coffee shop's not far off.' And dragging Rory farther in front of him, they walked outside towards the nearest coffee shop.

End of flashback.

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Walking back towards his dorm–room, and Rory, Tristan smiled.

Next chapter comingsoon! I hope you all liked it! If you have any suggestions for this story or for me to start a new story let me know! oh yeah and don't worry about the tree lady story, this is my main onenow until I start my nextstory which should be coming soon which means like a week or so. Next story is pure snowy fluff.