Disclaimer: I don't own anything, except maybe some future characters that I might create if I feel like it. It would be cool 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. They're in their senior year.

Title: Back to Where It Started

Rating: T

Summary: Tristan is back from Military School. Let's see what happens. Trory

Chapter 6: Lorelai Gilmore II and Butch Danes

"What's the matter? Didn't you enjoy your lovely talk with Mrs. Kim?" Rory asked when Tristan got to the gazebo and saw the horrified look on his face.

"Remind me to never talk willingly to that woman again," he said in response. "I never knew someone could be that strict or scary. She's worse than Paris. I really feel sorry for Lane for having to live with her."

"Come on, let's get this stuff to my house before someone gets suspicious," Rory said while she picked up a box. Tristan did the same and after a few more trips everything was brought over to the Crapshack. They collapsed onto the couch after all the boxes were safely hidden in the garage.

"So, what time does your mom get home?" Tristan asked.

"We're supposed to meet her at Luke's right about…now, actually." She said after checking the time on her watch. She got up and grabbed his hand quickly, dragging him out the door and toward Luke's.

"Slow down. There's no need to run. Besides, I'd like it if my arm was still attached to my body when we get there," he said jokingly.

"I'm seriously in need of some coffee and we, Gilmores, don't run, or exercise at all for that matter, but that's not the point. The point is that Gilmores don't run, we merely walk fast and this only happens when there's coffee at stake," Rory said but slowed down a little bit all the same and Tristan smiled at this. In less than ten minutes they made it to the diner. The bell rang as they walked in. Everyone looked up from their food or their conversation when they heard the sound of the bell.

"Curious people aren't they? Or should I say nosy?"

"This is just a small town. Not much happens here. They're just interested when someone new comes to town."

Rory and Tristan walked over to the counter where Lorelai sat begging Luke for some coffee.

"Hey mom, Luke," she greeted as she sat down.

"Fruit of my loins, please convince this evil, evil little man in flannel to give me some coffee while I talk to Bible-Boy here," Lorelai said as she noticed Tristan sitting down next to Rory. "Come on ET, let's get a table while my lovely daughter gets our coffee."

They sat down at a table in the corner. "Now, since you've been kissing my daughter, we'll jump right into THE talk. What are you're intentions towards my daughter?" Lorelai asked the second they sat down.

"My intentions are nothing but honorable, Mrs. Gilmore. I like your daughter a lot and I can only hope that she has some feelings for me as well," Tristan sincerely said.

"Call me Lorelai, being called Mrs. Gilmore makes me feel like I'm my mother. I can assure you, feeling like you're my mother is never a good thing, unless of course you're actually my mother. And of course she likes you. You think she goes around kissing guys she doesn't like? And I'm warning you if you even hurt one hair on her pretty little head, I'll be forced to use my list the "Fifty Nifty Ways to Decapitation" on you and mount your head on a pole in the garden as an example to anyone that hurts my baby. I'm sure I've mentioned that list to you before," she threatened him. Soon after, Rory came to the table with three mugs filled with coffee and sat down next to Tristan.

"You don't really have that list, do you?" Tristan asked nervously.

"I really have that list, buddy," Lorelai answered smiling.

"What list?" Rory asked.

"'The Fifty Nifty Ways to Decapitation.'"

"Oh, that list. Yeah, she really does have that list. She keeps it safely hidden under…" Rory replied.

"Hey, hey, no need to reveal my secret hiding places now," Lorelai cut her off.

"Why were you talking about that list anyways?"

"Oh, I was just warning your new boy-toy about what might happen if he even tries to hurt you," she said casually while continuing to drink the sweet ambrosia in her mug.

"Mother!"

"What?" Lorelai asked innocently. "I was just simply giving him a useful warning."

"Sure, you can warn him, but there was no need to threaten his life. Just ignore what she was talking about, Tristan," Rory said embarrassed.

Lorelai got up from her seat. "I have to get back to the inn. Bye, honey, Tristan. Remember what I said Bible-Boy, I will not have a problem executing any of the ways mentioned on that list."

"Yes ma'am," He said looking visibly scared.

"It's Lorelai, not ma'am, not Mrs. Gilmore, Lorelai." And with that she walked out of the diner, leaving them alone, though not for long. Luke came to their table and sat down where Lorelai sat only mere minutes ago.

"Hey Luke, what's up?" Rory asked.

"Could you leave us alone for a few minutes, Rory? I need to talk to Tristan," Luke replied.

"Sure, but don't you have to work?" Rory responded surprised.

"There's no one in here." He said. A "Hey!" came from behind them from an ignored Kirk.

"Okay, so there's no one important in here." Another "Hey" came from Kirk, but they just ignored him as usual.

"Why don't you go upstairs. There's something up there that you might want to see," Luke said shooing Rory away.

"Okay, sure", Rory said a little suspicious, but went upstairs anyway.

"I don't like you, I don't know you, but I don't like you…If you even think about doing anything to hurt Rory, you'll be a dead man. First, you'll have Lorelai to deal with, than me and don't even get me started on the town. Lorelai and Rory are very loved by this town You hurt her and you'll have an entire town waiting to lynch you. Do we understand each other?" Luke threatened.

"Yes sir. I would never hurt Rory, intentionally or otherwise," Tristan said while being scared the second time that day.

"Good," Luke got up just as Rory came back down.

"There was nothing up there, Luke." Rory said as she walked over to him.

"Hmm…I must've misplaced it then," he replied and went back to work even though Kirk was still the only other person in the diner.

Rory went back to where Tristan was sitting still looking mildly scared.

"What's wrong?" Rory asked concerned as she saw the freaked out look on his face.

"Nothing's wrong," he said. "Did you that people here are very protective of you?"

"Luke threatened you, didn't he?" She asked biting her lip to keep from laughing. She failed miserably however.

"This isn't funny, this was the second time today someone has threatened to kill me if I ever hurt you," he said, offended.

"Don't worry about it. Luke doesn't like anyone I go out with. He once put Dean in a headlock and he pushed Jess into the lake, and he's his nephew. He'll like you once he gets to know you. Wait. Let me rephrase that. He'll tolerate you once he gets to know you," Rory said reassuringly. "Come on; let's get back to my house. I think you've been threatened enough for one day."