Disclaimer: I don't own anything, except maybe some future characters that I might create if I feel like it. It would be kewl if I did own something of the show, especially two certain some ones. Tristan and Jess, damn those two are hot! By the way, I might use some movie-quotes in this fic, but I don't own them, so don't sue me!

AN: The time-frame is a little different. Everything you've seen in the show has happened but at a different time. Rory is still in Chilton when Tristan returns.

Title: Back to Where It Started

Rating: PG-13, for now anyways.

Summary: Tristan is back from Military School. See what happens. Trory

Chapter 3: Telephone calls and meeting Luke

The Crapshack:

It was around 10 AM when Rory woke up. She had dreamed about Tristan that night. She got out of bed and walked to the kitchen in search of some coffee. She noticed a note lying on the kitchen table and picked it up to read it.

Dear Mini-Me,

There was an emergency with Sookie

at the Inn. Don't worry, it's nothing

serious. Meet me at Luke's around

lunch. Oh, and Tristan called right

before I left. He said that he would

call back.

Bye Loompa,

Love Oompa

She just finished reading the note when the phone rang. She walked to the living room to search for the phone. After a few minutes she finally found it resting between several magazines. She picked it up and answered.

"Hello?"

"Hey Rory"

"Tristan?" Rory said while flashes of her dream flew through her mind.

"Yeah, it's me. Not awake yet?"

"I have yet to have my coffee for this morning."

"So...I guess coming to your house and bringing coffee with me would be a pretty good idea right about now?"

"Yup, that would be a really good idea."

"Okay, because this sign I just passed said that I'm a few miles away from Stars Hollow." Tristan says.

"You're serious?"

"Yup..."

"You do realise it's only 10 in the morning, which is an ungodly hour to wake up at, if you ask me."

"Yes, I know it's 10 am and it's not that ungodly, you know. A lot of people wake up even before 10 AM."

"You lie! How can they wake up before 10 AM? Are they nuts or something?"

"I'm not lying... Some of them even wake up before 6 AM. It's not that unbelievable, ya know."

"Before 6 AM? Does that even exist? Now I know you're joking, no sane person would wake up at that hour. That's just blasphemy!"

"Then I guess there are a lot of insane people in this world. A lot of them have to get up that early for work, but some of them do it for fun."

"For fun? How insane can those people be?"

"They're not insane. They're perfectly normal people. You're the one who's insane."

"I am NOT insane, I am merely unique."

"You mean like the only one of its kind?"

"Yes, that's exactly what I mean."

"Well, I hate to break this to ya, but you are sadly mistaken."

"Oh, and why pray tell is that?"

"There are two people of your kind, the other one lives in your house too. She's your mother, you two are extremely insane, both ready for the loony bin!"

Rory gasped and said: "You did not just say that, we are far from ready to be admitted to the nut house! Take it back!"

"Sorry, but you are and do you still want that coffee, because I could easily drink it all and leave absolutely nothing for you, ya know?"

"You wouldn't, you don't want me to die because of coffee withdrawal, do you? Because I can assure you, that will happen if I don't get any coffee into my system anytime soon. I will die a horrible death. No one can be that cruel, not even you. My death will be so atrocious, that no other deaths will even come close to mine..." Rory said really fast and Tristan had to pay real close attention to be able catch everything that she was saying.

"Babble much, Rory? You do know it is important to breath every once in a while." Tristan interrupted while parking the car in front of Luke's. He stepped out and entered the diner. It was practically empty; hardly anyone was there at the moment. He walked to the counter and sat down.

"Right, thanks. Oxygen is extremely necessary to live." Rory said after taking a deep breath.

"Don't mention it. So, how much coffee would you say you need?" Tristan asked while waiting for someone to help him.

"Three or four cups of coffee at least. I need one to wake me up and then one I can actually enjoy after I've really woken up. Then I would be needing one or two to keep my breakfast company."

"I think that you don't need any coffee at all. You seem pretty awake to me already. So maybe I should just bring coffee for myself and let you relax, because you sound way too hyperactive if you ask me. Don't want you to die because of too much coffee, now do we?"

"Blasphemy! You take that back this instant! One can never have too much coffee. And it wouldn't kill me, because I live on coffee. My body is used to big amounts of coffee at the same time. I would die if I didn't have any coffee at all, because my body is not used to not having coffee. I'm 90 percent coffee and 10 percent water..." Rory said, seriously believing that he would only bring coffee for himself.

"And you have argued about this with whom already?" Tristan asked.

"Luke" Rory retorted without a blink.

"I thought so. . .I have to hang up now, because there's someone looking at me like he can snap and kill me any second now." Tristan said noticing Luke staring at him and was starting to get a little frightened.

"Okay, see ya in a little while. Oh and say 'hi' to Luke for me and not to kill you, will ya?" Rory asked and hung up the phone.

Tristan closed his phone and put it in his pocket. He turned to Luke and said: "You must be Luke, Rory told me to say hi and not to kill me."

"Who are you?" Luke asked without paying any attention to what Tristan just said.

"I'm Tristan Dugrey, a friend of Rory's." Tristan said carefully.

"How do you know Rory?" Luke asked.

"From school, can I order now? I mean isn't that what you're supposed to do, because last time I checked the Spanish Inquisition wasn't part of the process."

"I don't like you. If you hurt even one hair on Rory's head, I will kill you. Understand? Now, what do you want?"

Tristan was starting to think that Luke was nuts and quickly ordered 6 coffees, two for him and four for Rory. Luke didn't say anything more. He got the coffees, gave them to Tristan and walked away to help another customer. Tristan quickly left the diner, got back in his car to ride the short distance to Rory's house.

AN: I'm really sorry I didn't update sooner, but I already started chapter 3 before the X-MAS holidays started and forgot to take the beginning home with me from school. So I wasn't able to continue writing. I hope you forgive! Merry X- MAS and a Happy New Year by the way! Liz. Out.