Disclaimer: see chapter 1
A/N: sorry about the holdup- I've been super busy with work and school and my car broke down and well, it never rains but it pours, right? Enjoy!
Tristan sat in his office staring blankly at the wall; he couldn't believe the events of the previous day. 'I
wonder if she'll call me. I mean, we definitely weren't the best of friends in school, but people change.'
"Excuse me sir?"
His secretary snapped him out of his trance, "Yes, Kyla?"
"Sorry to interrupt but your 10:30 is here."
"Thank you, tell him I will be right with him"
As Kyla shut the door he glanced through the file that lay open on his desk. He was defending this man's brother in a domestic violence homicide case. 'Focus, Tristan, This is no time to get distracted.' he thought as he walked to the lobby to greet his client.
"Mr. Fox, good to see you again.
"Likewise, Mr. Dugrey"
"Please, have a seat and we will begin."
Before Tristan shut the door he said to his secretary, "Kyla, no calls unless it's and emergency"
"Yes, sir" She answered and resumed typing on her computer.
"Hey Gilmore!"
"Yeah?"
"Line 2. Sounds like your mom, but she said her name is Rock?"
Rory grinned as she picked up the phone
"Gilmore"
"Hey baby, what are you wearing?"
"Hi mom"
"Hey! How did you know it was me?"
"Hmm…let me think…maybe because you suck and disguising your voice and really, who else would ask me what I'm wearing?"
"Well, THAT number would increase if you went on a date occasionally."
"Right, and have you told Luke you love him yet?
"Well, you know… I will…sometime….but HEY! That's not the point we were talking about you"
"and"
"so?"
"and?"
"So?"
" and so I changed the subject."
" I saw you on the news."
"Oh yeah? How did I look?"
"Pretty hot by all standards, but you were nothing compared to the hostage that they interviewed about the hold up…Holy Toledo Batman! Was he gorgeous. He was blonde and blue eyed, and he had this deep sexy voice, boy I tell you what if I was 16 years younger and didn't love Luke…well, lets just say you'd have a new daddy."
Rory stopped hearing her mom after she said blonde…she had totally forgotten about seeing Tristan. She dug in her jacked pocket and studied the card again. She wondered what she had done to make fate play such a sick joke on her.
"Earth to Rory! Come in Rory! Houston we have a problem…no response. RORY!'
That finally jolted her out of her thoughts " Huh? What?"
" Where did you go mini-me? I called you like 5 times."
"Sorry, I was just thinking about yesterday, things I could have done differently."
"Oh, well, glad to know I'm on top of your priority list. Jeez. Just kidding. I let you get back to work. Call me later. Bye."
"Bye." Rory shook her head as she hung up. Her mother really did need to cut down on her caffeine intake.
She studied the card in her hand, there was nothing special about it- but it mocked her; she debated whether or not to call. 'what could it hurt?' She thought 'surely he's a different person than in high school. But is it worth it? He'll ask so many questions I don't want to answer. He'll want to know why I chose this career over journalism. He'll ask about my grandparents and everyone back in Hartford. Am I ready to face that kind of inquisition?'
She never got the chance to answer her own question, her phone rang, and it was dispatch- they needed her for another negotiation. ' well, I guess that answer's my question' she thought. She slipped the card in her wallet behind her picture of her mom. 'Later' she thought 'I'll call later'. And with that she was out the door.
A/N Tell me what you think! Why do YOU think Rory became a negotiator? I have a few ideas, but I'm open to suggestion! Let me know.
