By: RoxyRoo
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: He was known as being rock hard with his emotions. No one was ever able to get through. But what happens when the one who did get through was the girl he was hired to kidnap? Trory AU.
Please note that this is an AU. Tristan never went to Chilton, so they do not know each other. He is about 20 years old, where as Rory is 17 years old and a senior in high school.
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Chapter Fourteen
Rory smiled, feeling comfortable for the first time in a long time. She was so exhausted, that she just wanted to sleep for days on end. Was she back in her own bed? She must be, with how safe she currently felt. It must have all been just a horrible nightmare. None of it really happened.
No guy named Murphy wanted money from her dad, putting out an order for her to be kidnapped.
No guy named Zane tried to rape her, nor tied her up to a chair with no food or water for days.
Tristan did not protect her all this time. They did not go on the run together, nor did he rescue her whenever she needed rescuing.
Wait a minute, Tristan? Did this mean she never met him? Rory's eyes flashed open in fear that she had never met him. That everything really was a dream.
"Tristan?" Rory called out in alarm, as she sat up looking around her surroundings. She was in a motel room. Nicer than some of the previous ones her and Tristan had been staying in. She glanced to a chair sitting by the bed, to see that Tristan had been sleeping in it. At the sound of her voice, he immediately awoke and was instantly by her side. She let out a sigh of relief that he was here, and alive.
"Are you okay? Do you need anything?" Tristan asked worriedly, as his hands cradled her face.
Rory closed her eyes, relaxing herself into his hands, as she placed hers on top of his. He was here and alive. It all happened. She was safe again. And with him again.
She opened her eyes to meet Tristan's terrified ones.
"Zane?" she croaked out.
"Is dead," Tristan reassured her, rubbing his thumb over her cheek bone. "You're safe."
Tears welled up in her eyes. "He said you were dead. That he shot you in the heart."
"Shh," Tristan cooed, trying to calm her, as he wrapped his arms around her, stroking her hair, as she leaned her head against his chest, putting her hands to his shoulders. "He only shot me on the side. It barely grazed me. Just a scratch."
Rory nodded leaning back from his grasp, her eyes going down towards his stomach. Her hands went to his shirt, wanting to make sure he was really okay. She needed to make sure he was really okay. Not just a hallucination or a dream. She lifted the bottom of his shirt to reveal the white bandage, that a little bit of blood showed through. She lightly traced it with her fingers, her fingers slightly grazing his skin, causing him to shiver.
She looked up to meet his eyes. "Is it really all over?"
Tristan nodded. "You are safe now." He pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, before pulling back to look into her eyes. "Once you feel up to it, I'll take you home."
"Home?" Rory's eyes lit up as she grinned. They could finally go home. She could finally see her mom. "I'm ready when you are."
Tristan smiled sadly, looking away. "We will leave tomorrow morning then."
Rory nodded her head, catching his expression, but not quite understanding it. Should he not be happy that they could finally return home?
"You must be hungry," Tristan said standing up suddenly. "You have been sleeping for over twenty hours. I was close to taking you to the hospital, if you kept it up any longer."
"Really?" Rory asked, big eyed. She did not sleep much while tied up, so she must have been catching up on all that sleep she missed out on. "I'm starving though. Make sure to get coffee!" She did not want to tell him that she had not eaten since she was last with him.
"I'll call room service," Tristan said, as he headed to the phone. He did not want to quite leave her alone again to go get food, so soon after getting her back.
"Room service?" Rory questioned, looking around and realizing that where they were staying was nothing like the cheap motels they had stayed in before.
"Figured it would be better to stay somewhere nice compared to a Super 8," Tristan shrugged his shoulders as he ordered the food, and coffee.
"Wait a minute," Rory said, remembering something as he hung up the phone. "You shot Zane while he still had a gun to my head?"
"I have always been a quicker shot than him," Tristan explained, settling down next to her on the bed. Rory immediately curled up to his side, as he wrapped his arms around her securely. "He always hesitates before shooting. I knew I could get him, before he could even think of pulling the trigger."
Rory nodded her head, just glad that Zane was gone. Especially glad that Tristan was alive and fine. Here with her right now.
"What about your boss, the one my dad owes money to?" Rory questioned.
"I blew up the side of the warehouse that he was sitting at," Tristan explained. "There's no way he could have survived. He's gone. They are all gone."
Tristan suddenly stiffened. "He didn't touch you, did he? Zane?"
Rory looked up at Tristan, seeing his face tensed with anger. She shook her head. "He implied that he would later though."
Tristan's arms tightened around Rory.
"You're safe now," he said softly into her hair, resting his cheek upon her head. "It's all over now," he said barely above a whisper.
Rory turned her head to look up at him to see his eyes closed. The sad note in his whisper did not fail to reach her ears though.
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Rory could not help but grin largely, as she saw the sign that marked '60 mi. to Hartford. She glanced over at Tristan, her grin turning to a frown. She could not understand why, but he had been really quiet since she first woke up back at the hotel. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that he had killed Zane. Rory was unsure if he had ever killed anyone before. It might have been his first time. Plus Zane was his friend sort of before all of this. It must have been hard for him.
She had tried to make small talk, however gave up on trying to as he seemed to be in his own little world. Instead she just listened to the radio, and thought of being reunited with her mom after so long.
She could not wait to introduce Tristan to her mom. She knew that they would get along. She could not wait to see all her love ones and friends again. Her grandparents. Luke. Lane. Sookie and Jackson. Miss Patty. Murray and Babette, along with all their gnomes. Kirk. Michel. Taylor. And the list goes on.
Even though she was still partly mad at him, she could not wait to see her father again either. She hoped that they would be able to have a long talk after all of this. Maybe this was what he needed to open his eyes, to change his ways. To have a clean business.
She could not wait to get back to school. She was going to be very behind in her school work. Paris would be mad at her for missing so much school and the paper. It was close to the end of her senior year of high school, and she did not want to miss anymore.
She glanced over again at Tristan, which only caused her to ponder on his current mood again. He seemed to be in his own little world right now.
She could not help but smile softly to herself at the serious look on his face. She wished that he would just lighten up and relax. He could be so moody at times.
Rory sighed, as she sat back in her seat, continuing to listen to the radio.
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I'm not a perfect person
There's many things I wish I didn't do
But I continue learning
Rory could barely contain herself as they drove down the road of her home. She felt herself bouncing in the seat with excitement. She had never gone this long without seeing or talking to her mom.
Tristan pulled the car to a stop in front of her house. Rory quickly unbuckled her seat belt, and was getting ready to open the door when she glanced over at Tristan, seeing he was not moving.
Rory frowned. "Aren't you coming?"
Tristan shook his head with a blank look. "Nope, time for me to move on, on my own."
"But I want you to come and meet my mom," Rory said, surprised. She always thought that he would stick around for awhile, maybe even stay in the area after returning her. It's not like Zane or anyone were after them anymore. Plus he lived in this area before this whole mess. She never thought that he would just drop her off, like some hitchhiker he picked up from the side of the road. Like the last couple of weeks spent between them never happened. Like she meant nothing to him.
I never meant to do those things to you
And so I have to say before I go
That I just want you to know
Tristan snorted. "And tell her what? 'Mom, this is the guy who kidnapped me, held me hostage, oh, and almost got me killed several times'."
Rory glared at him. "No, I would tell her that this is the guy that kept me safe and rescued me from hell."
Tristan looked away shaking his head.
"So what? Am I never going to see you again?" Rory asked, trying not to cry. She would not cry over him.
I'm sorry that I hurt you
It's something I must live with everyday
And all the pain I put you through
Tristan glanced back at her, staring into her eyes. "I'm sorry," he whispered, hating to see her on the verge of tears.
"Just come in," Rory pleaded.
"I'm sorry for everything," Tristan repeated, a bit louder. He broke his eye contact with her as he saw something out of the corner of his eye. He nodded his head towards the two figures, causing Rory to turn.
"Go," Tristan commanded.
"Tristan," Rory said breathly, as a single tear ran down her face. She angrily wiped it away. This could not be it. This could not just be the end of the road.
"Dammit Rory, just go!" Tristan yelled, his hand hitting the steering wheel in frustration.
Rory jumped at his tone, before giving him an angry glare. "I hate you!" She spit out spitefully, before jumping out of the car and running towards her mother's awaiting arms.
I've found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is You
Tristan watched Rory reunite with a woman who looked a lot like her, and a man with his hat on backwards. He bit the inside of his cheeks, knowing that what he had done was for the best. Rory deserved better than him.
I'm not a perfect person
I never meant to do those things to you
And so I have to say before I go
That I just want you to know
Forcing himself to look away from the happy family reunion, he drove on. To where? Not even he knew where. He had no home. No place in this world. He had nothing.
I've found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is you
The Reason By: Hoobastank
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THE END
AN: Mahahaha, just kidding, there's one more chapter, I'm not that cruel... ;) Just to warn you guys, the next chapter will be on the short side, only because I feel it's perfect as it is...
Wow, you guys were even more amazing than before with the reviews!
A couple quick thank you's- Big thank you to angels-fire-99 for emailing me when I was only on chapter 5 with the song The Reason by Hoobstank, thinking it went with the story. The moment I read the title, I immediatly thought of how perfect it was for this part here in the story.
Also I forgot to thank vm1fan225 in the last chapter, for pointing out my mistake of using the last name Dugrey instead of Morgan in the news in chapters 11 and 12. It has been fixed!