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: Thanks once again for all you reviews!
Chapter Twelve
"Stop the car!" Rory screamed the next afternoon.
Tristan slammed his foot on the brake pedal. "What?" he asked alarmed, relieve that it was a small town and there was no car behind them to ram into them.
"I need coffee," Rory said smiling innocently.
Tristan narrowed his eyes at her. "You just finished your coffee that we picked up before leaving Hartford..."
"But that was crap coffee, this is Luuuke's," Rory said, drawing out the 'U' in Luke. "Luke's is the best coffee. I also need one of his burgers."
Tristan starred at her, before parallel parking. "We just had lunch before leaving, how can you possibly have any room to spare? Where do you put it all?"
"I'm a Gilmore girl," Rory said proudly, like that was enough of an explanation, before hopping out of the car.
Tristan just shook his head, as he got out and followed her into a place that was advertised as a 'hardware' store.
"Luke, give me coffee," Rory demanded in her best Lorelai voice once she reached the counter.
Luke narrowed his eyes at her. He then looked to Tristan who was standing behind her. "How many cups has she already had?"
"Two, that I know of..." Tristan said, taking a seat at the counter.
"To the Gilmore girls, that means five, as she probably snuck three while you were not looking," Luke explained.
Rory's jaw dropped. "I did not! Luke! Who do you think I am? My mother?"
Luke just starred at her.
"Ok, fine, maybe I snuck two, but it was only two, I swear!" Rory protested.
Luke continued to stare at her, as Rory started to fidget in her seat. "Fine, I admit it, I snuck three."
"Mary!" Tristan said in shock, shaking his head.
Rory glared at him, while he smirked back.
"Luke, can we have two burgers, and two coffees, please?" Tristan asked politely.
Luke starred at both of them, before saying, "As long as you don't share any of yours with her."
Tristan nodded, even though he knew that was a promise he most likely would not keep, as Rory had a way of stealing his coffee.
Once Luke walked away, Rory turned her attention to Tristan. "I thought you weren't hungry?"
"I never said that," Tristan pointed out. "I only said I have no idea where you put it all."
"Well hello Rory, aren't you going to introduce me to your lovely man friend here?"
Rory turned to see Miss Patty eyeing Tristan seductively.
"Hey Miss Patty, this is Tristan Dugrey, Tristan, this is Miss Patty," Rory introduce. "She teaches dance."
"Among other things," Miss Patty said eyeing Tristan hungrily. Rory smirked at the scared look that he had on his face.
"It was Miss Patty's dance hall that we used when we were practicing for 'Romeo and Juliet'," Rory explained.
"Aren't they a cute couple Patty," Babette called out from a table that her and Murray were sitting at. "Just think of their children! Gorgeous!"
"Lulu and I are planning on having kids," Kirk piped up out of no where.
Tristan just looked around as it seemed people were trying to crowd into the small diner. As it ran out of room, people were leaning up against the window, trying to get a look at the blonde man escorting Rory Gilmore through town.
Tristan looked over at Rory, to see her completely unaffected by it, as she sipped her coffee.
Tristan leaned over to whisper in her ear, "Everyone is starring at us..."
It wasn't until then that Rory looked around at all who were trying to get a glimpse. She then turned back to Tristan, shrugging her shoulders like it was nothing. "I told you my town was weird."
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"What time are we suppose to meet your mom?" Tristan asked, as him and Rory exited Luke's after eating.
"Not for another couple of hours," Rory said. "She's working right now, so we're basically on our own to entertain ourselves."
Tristan smirked at that. "Hey, how about you show me this 'Miss Patty's place'? A walk down memory lane of the ole Chilton days."
"Sure," Rory said as she led Tristan down the street to the dance studio.
Tristan noticed that everywhere they went, people stopped what they were doing to stare.
"Here we are," Rory said, pulling the door open. Once they were inside, she closed the door to shut out prying eyes.
"Wow, this brings back memories," Tristan said looking around. "Remember how paranoid that boyfriend you had back then was? Thought I was going to steal you away from him."
Rory rolled her eyes at his smirk. "Yeah, well you just had to constantly push his buttons."
"But if they were not so easy to push," Tristan said, looking at all the pictures of Miss Patty hanging up. He came to the stereo. He glanced back at Rory with a sly grin before pushing play.
The sounds of the Macarana started playing.
Rory groaned at the sound of it. "Turn it!"
Tristan laughed, switching to the next CD. A slow song started to play softly. Tristan raised an eyebrow. He then walked over to Rory, offering a hand.
"May I have this dance?" he asked with a bad English accent.
Rory laughed, shaking her head, before taking his hand. Tristan put her hands up on his shoulders as they both started to slowly sway to the music together, starring into each other's eyes. Tristan twirled her, before bringing her back to his arms, never once breaking eye contact. Feeling the intensity of his gaze, Rory looked away, feeling her face heat up. She felt... She couldn't explain it. It just felt right in his arms.
As soon as the song came to an end, the spell was broken, as Rory pulled away.
"Um, we probably should be going," Rory said, not looking at him. "Miss Patty should be back soon, and believe me, you don't want to be left alone with her."
"I'll take your word on that," Tristan said, remembering the looks he had received from Miss Patty.
"Come on," Rory said, leaving the room, without a look back. Once outside, she grabbed Tristan's hand and took off running. She took him to the town's center, to a gazebo.
"This is my favorite place in town," Rory explained, looking up at him. Tristan smiled down at her. "I love to read in here."
Tristan brushed a bit of the snow that had fallen in there off the seat for both of them, motioning for her to sit before he did.
"I've always dreamed of being married right here," Rory said, with a dreamy far off look in her eyes. "A winter wedding. Is that crazy or what?"
Tristan chuckled. "No, not if that is what you want."
"I wanted a red carpet to walk down, with red roses for my bouquet," Rory explained. "With snow on the ground. My mom always says that snow is magical."
Tristan starred at her intently. Rory looked up at him shyly.
"I know, it's crazy," Rory said looking away blushing, for spilling one of her secrets.
"No, I think it would be beautiful," Tristan said softly. "I don't know, I'm a little envious of you."
Rory looked up at him. "For?"
"I would love to live in a small town like this," Tristan said, looking around the town. People stopped to wave to friends on the other side of the street. Shop owners came out to welcome people. "It's the type of town I could see myself settling down in to have a family. A place where I would like to raise children. Away from the airs of the Hartford socialites."
Rory smiled. "I loved growing up here. You know how they say that it takes a village to raise a child? Well, here it was a town. I've known everyone here my whole life."
Tristan smiled back. Rory started to feel uncomfortable under his gaze once again, so she suddenly shot up, grabbing his hand and raced out of the gazebo. She stopped along it, dropping Tristan's hand before she drop into the snow.
"What are you doing?" Tristan laughed as she started moving her arms and legs.
"Making a snow angel," Rory said. "Now get down here and make one to go with mine."
"You want me to lie in the cold snow?" Tristan asked. "I don't think so Mary."
Rory sat up, glaring at Tristan. She then smiled sweetly. She grabbed some snow packing it into a ball in her hand.
"You wouldn't dare," Tristan said narrowing his eyes. His jaw dropped in surprise as he was hit in the face with a cold snow ball. "Oh! This is war!"
Rory squealed, taking off running.
"I'm going to get you Mary!" Tristan yelled, as Rory ducked around to the other side of the gazebo. He chased after her, trying to throw snow as he went, however he end up getting hit with more snow than she was.
As Rory took off running into open space, Tristan took advantage of it, tackling her to the ground. Rory let out a scream as she fell to the ground with Tristan's body on top of her. Tristan then proceeded to tickle her through her thick winter clothing.
"Tristan," Rory gasped in-between laughs. "I'm sorry!"
"Oh you are, are you?" Tristan teased before putting a handful of snow down her back, causing her to scream.
Across the street Lorelai watched with a wide smile, before scurrying back to the inn to finish preparations for the evening. Phase one of 'Project Joseph and Mary' was a success.
-
"Mom?" Rory called as her and Tristan entered the Dragonfly Inn later that day. Her mom had planned for them to have dinner with her and Luke there, with Sookie cooking. Rory found it odd that no one was at the front desk, not even Michel.
Rory went out to the dining room, Tristan following.
"Surprise!" the whole town yelled out, as they were all there waiting for them. Rory's jaw dropped, seeing the wedding decorations, the large wedding cake made by none other than Sookie, and the pile of presents.
"Mom?" Rory said, as Lorelai came over, placing a tiara with a veil connected to the back of it on her head.
"The town wanted to throw you another reception," Lorelai said sheepishly. "They wouldn't let me talk them out of it."
"Hey, where's my crown?" Tristan protested.
"Sorry, but you married the town princess, everything is about Rory," Lorelai winked at him. Before walking away she added, "And I am their queen."
Rory shook her head as she watched her mom walk away.
"Well, now I see why everyone was starring today," Tristan said in a low voice, only enough for Rory to hear.
"Ah, they're always like that," Rory said shrugging her shoulders. "Come on, let's get some food." She then led him to the buffet line, where everyone moved to let the guests of honor to go first.