One Night's Mistake

By: RoxyRoo

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Summary: A story of how one night's mistake, can ruin the lives of two people.

AN: Thank you once again for all your great reviews! I'm glad you guys like Abigail, as she will be playing a part in this story... For the Orlando jabs, don't worry, I too love him. I just needed a name for the room to be decorated with lol. I know who I decorated my room with at that age is no longer in. Now on with the story, and don't forget to review!

Chapter Nine

The next morning, Rory got up and took a shower before getting ready to go to Yale for a day of classes. She gathered her stuff together into her bag, walking out of her room. She looked at Tristan's door, seeing it was closed. She shook her head, he most likely was still in bed. He seemed like the type to sleep in all day. She went out into the kitchen, to grab a poptart from the few groceries she picked up the day before. All non cooking items.

She stopped in her tracks as she entered the kitchen, seeing two coffee cups from Starbucks sitting on the counter with a note sitting next to them. A smile came across her face as she took a sip of one of the coffees, before reading the note.

Mary,

Had to leave for the office early. Should be back by 6pm to pick you up to go to your grandparents. Picked you up some coffee. Two of them, as you can not steal from me this morning.

-Tristan

Rory smiled widely, as she grabbed her bag and both coffees, to leave for a day of classes.

"Rory, love, where have you been hiding?" Finn said the next day at the Yale campus, coming over to her and giving her a big hug.

"Uh, Finn, do you think you could put your hands a little higher?" Rory asked uncomfortably.

Finn stepped back with a sly grin. "So where have you been hiding? You sure know how to drive a man mad. You have not returned any of my phone calls. And what's this about you and Dugrey? Tell me it ain't so, and Logan is just a dumbass? I don't think Logan has left the spot he's been in since coming home Saturday night."

"Well, as much as I would like to say that Logan is a dumbass, I'm afraid he's not mistaken," Rory said, holding out her left hand.

Finn let out a low whistle. "The boy must be mad about you to get you something as pricey as that." He then looked up at Rory with a frown. "So it's true? Tristan Dugrey?"

Rory nodded her head.

"Wait a minute, he's not that blonde that I saw you dancing with Friday night at the club is he?" Finn asked, cocking his head to the side. "I saw you leave with some blonde..."

Rory bit her bottom lip. "Look, I have to be getting to my next class."

Finn looked at Rory sadly, knowing that their friendship would never be the same. "Alright love. And I must be getting back to bed, as it's dreadfully early."

"Finn, it's 2:00 in the afternoon," Rory laughed.

"Yes, the sun is still out, too early," Finn said, shading his eyes. Rory shook her head. "Well, bye love, and congratulations."

"Thanks," Rory said softly, as they hugged again, before both went their own separate ways.

"Okay, I saw it," Paris said after class, cornering Rory in the classroom.

"What?" Rory asked as she gathered her stuff together.

"Your left hand. I can not believe that you and Huntzberger took the plunge! And you did not even let me know! Then you move out, leaving me and Doyle scrambling to find another roommate, and do not even tell me, just leave a note with your new address!"

"Um, Paris," Rory started.

"Don't even try to deny it," Paris warned.

"I wasn't," Rory said softly.

"So it's true? You and Huntzberger?"

"Um, not Logan..."

Paris' eyes widened. "Not Logan? Then who? Wait, now that makes sense, as Huntzberger came over Saturday looking for you. If you were living with him, then he would not be looking for you."

"Paris?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you want to hear who the guy is or not?"

"Of course I do, go on."

Rory shook her head, preparing herself for the screaming that she was sure to come. "Tristan Dugrey."

She covered her ears, waiting for Paris to scream, but she didn't. She just stood there in shock.

"Tristan Dugrey," Paris murmured softly. "Wow, does that bring back memories... I use to hate you so much in high school, because I wanted him, but he was too hung up on you."

"Tristan did not like me in high school!" Rory argued. "He loved to torture me."

"He liked you," Paris said softly. "You were just oblivious to it."

"Then why did he torture me?" Rory asked with a raised eyebrow.

"You know how little boys are when they pull the pigtails of the girls they like, throw mud at them, or something else mean? Well, Tristan was just a teenager doing the same."

Rory shook her head still not quite believing her.

"So how did you two meet up again? And why are you two moving so fast," Paris asked pointing to the ring.

Rory shook her head. "It's a looong story."

"Well, I've got time. This was my last class. Want to talk about it over coffee?"

"Coffee?" Rory perked up. "Sure let's go."

"Wow, who would have thought that responsible Rory 'Mary' Gilmore of all people would get so drunk that she got married?" Paris said shaking her head a couple coffees later. Rory had decided to tell her the whole story, as she knew that Paris would not believe anything else. "Now, Tristan 'King of Chilton' Dugrey is another story, I can believe it about that jackass."

"You still mad at him that you had to be Romeo?" Rory laughed.

"You bet," Paris said angrily. "Madeline and Louise would find this all interesting..."

"You can't tell anyone," Rory warned. "Especially those two. You can not even tell Doyle."

"Don't worry, your secret is safe with me," Paris promised. "It's not like I have even kept in contact with them. Have not heard from them since Spring break two years ago. So when is this reception?"

"Friday night," Rory said. "You guys can come, right?"

"Of course," Paris said. "Does this mean I have to get a gift, even though it's a fake marriage?"

"Oh my gosh, I forgot about the presents," Rory said, a hand going to her mouth. "Well, I guess after we do get the divorce, we'll just give everything back."

"Well then, I guess I will get you something that I want for myself," Paris said.

Rory laughed at that.

"Wow, Tristan Dugrey," Paris said shaking her head. "Is he the same?"

"Not really..." Rory said. "He's still cocky, but he seems to have toned it down a little. But he's been really sweet though."

"Chilton player finally grow up?" Paris asked with a raised eyebrow.

Rory smiled. "Some. Anyways, I have to get going. My grandparents are wanting us over for dinner tonight..."

"Sounds fun," Paris said dully.

"Wanna come?" Rory asked teasingly.

"I think I'll pass. Friday night should be enough fireworks for me."

"See you later Paris," Rory said shaking her head as they hugged good-bye.

"Bye Mrs. Dugrey," Paris said with a sly grin. Rory narrowed her eyes at her before leaving.

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No Tristan this chapter, but there was Finn, so I hope that makes up for it ;). Next chapter should be the Gilmore dinner... Now go and review! -Roxy