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. Let's see what happens. Trory

Chapter 4: Thinking and Making Out

The Crapshack:

Rory hung up the phone and threw it somewhere in the direction of the couch. She decided to catch up on her reading while waiting for Tristan to show up with her coffee. She went to her room and got Oliver Twist out of her bag. She walked back to the living room and lay down on the couch. She opened the book and started reading, but couldn't concentrate on the words in front of her because of coffee withdrawal, but mainly because she couldn't stop thinking about Tristan. He starred in every thought that floated through her head. The main thing she kept thinking about though was how much he had changed since he went to Military School and how she liked that change.

'I like him, even though I don't want to. He changed a lot. Sure he's still incredibly arrogant and cocky but it's like he's letting people see the real him for a change. He doesn't wear a mask like he used to do, before he left. But I can't like him, can I? I mean, how can I like someone who was my enemy for so long? I'm not supposed to like him, but I do.' Rory thought.

'You like him even before he left, you just wouldn't admit to yourself or to anyone else for that matter. They say there's a thin line between love and hate. You're living proof that this theory is true. You just chose one over the other. Yeah, he was your enemy for a long time, but the operative word here is 'was'. He's not your enemy anymore; he hasn't been your enemy for a long time. You could even say that he was your friend even before he left for Military School.' A voice in her head said, which sounded suspiciously like her mother's, only a more serious version of her mother.

'Maybe I do like him, but what if he doesn't like me?' Rory questioned herself.

'Are you blind, girl? The guy is completely, head over heels in love with you. And I think he was in love with ever since the two of you kissed at Madeline's party sophomore year.' The Lorelai-like voice said.

Meanwhile Tristan arrived at Rory's house and got out of his car. He walked to the front door and knocked. No one answered so he knocked again. Still there was no answer. He was starting to get worried. He opened the door and stepped into the hallway. He put the coffee on the small table which was standing there and softly closed the door. He walked further into the house and looked around. He had taken a few steps before he froze at what he saw. He saw Rory lying on the couch and she looked like she was in deep thought.

'She looks so beautiful. I wonder what she's thinking about.' Tristan thought. For a minute he hoped that she was thinking about him, but he quickly cast that thought away. He didn't think that she would ever like him, maybe in a friendly way but nothing more. He got a sad look in his eyes as he watched her. He continued looking at her before making his presence known to her.

He cleared his throat so she would know that he was there. She screamed a little and jumped up. She relaxed when she saw that it was Tristan.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." Tristan said apologetically.

"It's okay, I was just thinking. I didn't realise you were here already."

"I'm still sorry."

"Oooh...Did you bring my coffee? Where's my coffee? I can't go without any coffee. I will die without it and you know that, because I already told you this several times today. I will die a horrible death if I don't get any coffee in my system..." Rory started talking really fast and Tristan had to listen very carefully to catch everything she said.

"Rory!" He said while she continued her rambling, but she didn't listen to him.

"...And if you didn't bring my coffee I will make you watch Willy Wonka with me, though I'll do that even if you brought it..."

"Rory!" She still didn't listen.

"Rory!"

Tristan walked over to her when she still didn't hear him. He gently grabbed her arms and pulled her to him. He wrapped his arms around her waist and lowered his head to hers.

"Shut up" He whispered before crushing his lips to her and kissing her thoroughly. Rory responded immediately to the kiss. She put one of her hands on his chest and the other in his hair, running her fingers through the strands. She liked the way his hair felt. It was so soft. Tristan's hands were on her back before he lowered them to her hips to pull her closer to him. After what seemed like a few seconds the pulled away from each other. They didn't say anything for a couple of minutes. The only thing you could here was their erratic breathing.

"Wow" Tristan said while Rory stayed quiet.

"Speechless, Gilmore? I'm guessing that doesn't happen very often." Tristan said smirking.

"Owh...Shut up" Rory finally spoke.

"Nice comeback..." Tristan said and pulled away from her. He walked back to the hallway to get the coffee he left there. When he came back he gave the coffee to Rory.

"Here you go, miss. You're coffee, as ordered." Tristan said with a slight British accent. Rory giggled a little before laughing.

"What? Are you laughing at me?" Tristan asked.

"Yes" Rory managed to reply in between laughing.

"And why, may I ask are you laughing at me?"

"You really need to work on your British accent if you ever want to use it again, because it sucks!" Rory explained to him.

"It does not! The accent is perfectly fine, there's nothing wrong with it." Tristan disagreed. He stepped closer to her when he saw that she was still laughing.

"Believe me, it does." Rory backed up a little when she noticed Tristan coming closer to her. She was still laughing a little. Her breathing got a little heavier when Tristan stood in front of her. She looked up at him through her lashes. He looked back at her before pulling into an embrace. They stood like that for a few seconds, both continuing to stare at the other.

"There's nothing wrong with my accent, Rory." Tristan said. Rory started laughing again, but it didn't last long. He started tickling her as soon as he saw that she was laughing again. Rory tried to get away, but Tristan wouldn't let her. She backed up until the couch touched the back of her knees. Tristan was still tickling her when she lost her balance and fell on the couch, she pulled Tristan with her. He straddled her, while he continued tickling her. Rory couldn't stop laughing.

"Do you surrender?" Tristan asked.

"Never" Rory replied. Rory tried to kick him off of her but it didn't work. Suddenly Tristan lost his balance and fell down on top of her. Everything seemed to go into slow motion then. Rory stopped laughing when she saw Tristan looking at her. He lowered his head and softly brushed her lips with his. He repeated this a few times before kissing her hungrily. Rory put her hands at the back of his neck. He traced her lips with his tongue hoping she would let him in. She opened her mouth a little letting him in and kissing him back with the same passion. She arched into him which made him groan. He pulled away from her mouth and started kissing her neck. He worked his way up to her ear which he sucked before going back to her neck. She couldn't help but moan. His hands moved down and under her shirt. He let his hands brush her stomach for a few minutes before pulling them out. He reluctantly pulled away from her and pushed himself up on his arms. They were both breathing heavily.

"Why did you pull away?" Rory asked looking a little hurt.

"Because I don't want to rush anything, you deserve better and I intend to give you that if you'll let me." Tristan quickly said to reassure her after he saw the slight hurt in her eyes.

"I think that's the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me." Rory said with tears in her eyes. She softly kissed him on the lips and hugged him. He hugged her back and sat up. He pulled her up with him. They sat there comfortably on the couch for a couple of minutes.

"Want to watch a movie?" Tristan asked after seeing some movies on the table.

"Sure" Rory got up, picked up a movie and put in.

"Which movie?" Tristan asked when he couldn't see which movie she put in.

"You'll see" Rory said smirking. She went back to the couch and sat down next to him. He put his arm around her and she snuggled up to him.

"Comfortable?" Tristan asked when she got settled.

"Very"

Tristan groaned a little when the movie title came up. Rory just laughed at the expression on his face.

"You just had to put this one in?" Tristan asked looking at her.

"Yup, I told ya I would make you watch Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory, now shh...it's starting."

AN: This chapter just got some minor alterations, just in the spelling, not in the contents. I'm working on chapter 5 at the moment and if I don't get to busy with schoolwork, it'll hopefully be out soon.