Chapter 11: A Christmas to Remember
A/N: hola senoritas o seniors! Como estas? - Lol Spanish class gets to ya after a while. Anywho its good to update again. Have I told you guys how great it is to get so many reviews for this little story? I have never gotten so many reviews on a single story before! So I thank you all for all the wonderful support, I have a feeling that this story only has a few chappies left in it. But have no fear for there is going to be a sequel! And it seams that I will finally have to start writing two or more stories at once, I am getting anxious about a Trory I've been thinking about starting and also I have to start up the third part to my Eragon story, plus a sequel to this story! I have loads of work to do for all yous' people out there! Any way on to the chappy, loads of stuff is about to happen, hope you enjoy!
Rating: I've changed it to M for this chapter.
Disclaimer: I wished on a star that I could own Gilmore Girls, turns out the wishing thing…it doesn't work.
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(Christmas break)
Tasha opened the door to a persistent knock and closed her mouth to the protest that had been seconds away from escaping. "Tristan, good to see you again. Rory isn't here at the moment, her last class doesn't end for another twenty minutes." She smiled. "You can come in though if you want."
"Sure." He stepped through the doorway and immediately went for the chair closest to the door. "How have you been?" he sighed and began to fold his shirt up to his elbows, it was an old habit he couldn't seem to get rid of.
"Good. Busy, but good." She sat down on the couch across from him and placed the book she had been studying on the coffee table. "Why are you here, I though you guys were meeting up in Stars Hollow."
"We haven't seen each other in a few weeks and I wanted to get here in time to catch her before she left. She won't mind the company."
"I'm sure she won't. She's been walking around this school in cloud nine with a big sloppy grin on her face." She leaned into the couch. "She's been going on about you, and how she misses you and how she cant wait to see you tonight, but obviously she's in for a surprise."
"Do you think I should hide?"
"What?"
"Do you think I should hide in her room or something?"
Tasha laughed, "If you want to."
Ten minutes later Rory walked into the dorm. "Tasha, this has been the longest day of my entire life. Those classes seem to go on for hours. And you would think that they would be nice enough to not give us as much homework over the break but they actually doubled the load. They are evil I tell you, evil." She lugged her bag back over her shoulder and walked into her room. "I'm going to take a quick shower, are you going to be here when I leave?"
"Depends on when your leaving…I have a date tonight."
"Around sixish."
"I would assume that I would be here."
"Alright." Rory came back out of her room, fresh clothing in hand. "I know you told me not to get you anything but I couldn't resist so I did anyway." She handed Tasha the wrapped box. "Open it now, or later, doesn't matter." She said and turned for the bathroom.
"Rory, you didn't have to."
"I know, but I wanted you to have it."
"Well, thank you." Tasha said and fingered the bow at the top. "But I feel really bad now because I didn't get you anything."
"Don't worry about it." She turned around. "I'll only be a second." She closed the door.
Tasha smirked, "I doubt it."
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Rory opened the shower curtain and shrieked.
"Miss me Mare?"
"I love you and all Tristan, and I understand that you missed me, but did you have to hide in the shower? Creepy rapist dudes do that."
"Creepy rapist dudes?" he shook his head in amusement. "You watch way to many movies Rory."
"So? What's wrong with watching a few movies?"
"Nothing," he stood up from the ceramic flooring in the tub. "But when you watch about a hundred movies a month there is something wrong." He pushed a strand of stray hair from her cheek and placed it behind her ear and smiled when she closed her eyes at his touch. "I missed you Rory."
"It's only been two weeks, and we've talked on the phone for ages daily."
"I know that." He admonished. "But I cant see you through the phone." He nibbled on her jaw as his fingers pulled her shirt up and then over her head. "And I can't do this to you over the phone." He snapped her bra off and kissed her shoulder.
Rory sighed as his warm hands moved down her back. The things he did and said to her, the way he did them, made her insides melt, made her bones turn to jelly. She buried her hands in his hair as he kissed the swell of her breast and unbuttoned her jeans.
"If its possible," his lips brushed her breast as he spoke. "Your sexier than I remember."
Rory giggled and leaned over to turn on the shower. The cold water shocked Tristan and he jumped out of the tub. "Sorry. But I do need to take a shower. My mom wants me home in time to eat a late dinner."
"You could have warned me before you did that." He said and pulled his now somewhat soaked shirt off, revealing muscles that rippled with his movement.
Rory sighed and ran a finger down his shoulder. "You wouldn't have listened."
"Yes I would have."
"Sure thing."
He smiled and pulled his belt loose.
Rory watched him as he unknowingly stripped for her.
"Enjoying yourself?" he asked.
"Shhh, you're ruining the show."
He smirked and slowly unbuttoned his pants. Her eyes were on his hands the entire time. He slowly pulled his pants off and then looked at her. "Are you showering in your jeans?"
"Oh." She absently pulled them off all the while staring into his eyes as he moved to pull his socks off. She groaned inwardly at the sight before her. She could almost feel his hands all over her.
When he stood up again he was stark naked and this time she groaned out loud. His smile grew wider as he turned around to make sure the temperature of the water was perfect and then slid behind the shower curtain.
Rory followed after him and closed the curtain behind her.
Streams of warm water pummeled them like soft raindrops as he drew her into his arms.
"I missed you Rory." He whispered, closing his mouth over hers.
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Rory opened the bathroom door and peered around the room. Tasha was nowhere to be found. She went over to Her roommate's bedroom door and heard loud music on the other side. She knocked, "Tasha?"
The music stopped. "Yea?"
"Sorry
about that."
"It's okay. You've caught me on the couch
with Brad before."
Rory blushed. "But I knew you were here."
"I knew Tristan was here too. And I also knew that I wouldn't enjoy listening to you guys reunite."
"I'm soo sorry." Rory jumped when Tristan wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his head on her shoulder.
"Enough with the apologizing." Tasha opened the door and smiled. "I opened the present. And it's awesome, thanks."
"No problem."
"I'm going to wear it tonight." She put the scarf on and moved her hair out of the way. It was striped in pink, white, and brown with tassels on the ends. "I want to see if Brad notices."
"I'm glad you like it."
"I should go, he's probably waiting for me."
"Alright then, I'll see you on Sunday." They hugged and Tasha ran out the door.
Tristan kissed Rorys neck and spoke in a low raspy voice that sent shivers up her spine. "That was a great shower."
Rory blushed again. "No more, we need to head out ourselves."
"You did pack already right?"
"Yes I did. I packed last night."
"Where is your stuff?"
"In my room."
"I'll go put it in the car."
"Thanks. But be forewarned, it's a little heavy."
"Didn't your mom call me 'big strong man' last time I saw her?"
"Yea, but you were pushing snow around. This is totally different seeing as it's a weeks worth of all occasion clothes."
"All occasion?"
"Such as fancy, comfortable, dressy, sexy…" she ticked them off on her fingers.
"Basically you don't pack light?"
"Nope…I'm a Gilmore, we Gilmore women never pack light."
"Oh." He walked into her room and hefted the suitcase off the ground. "Its heavier than you." He pointed out.
"That's why it has wheels." She pointed to the small wheels on the opposite end of the suitcase.
"I big strong man." He pointed out and smirked before carrying the bag past her and out the door.
Rory grabbed her coat and followed after him.
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"Lets go to the inn first, drop our things off." She pointed to there left and he followed her finger.
"Just to remind you, we have to go to the party at my parents house on Friday."
"I thought it was a New Years Eve party."
"They are leaving for London on Saturday so they wont be here new years."
"What did you do while they were gone when we were in high school?"
"Do I have to say?"
Rory grimaced. "What did you do on the holidays."
"They were gone on holidays every year and I usually sat around, got drunk, or had a girl over." He shrugged. "I didn't have much else to do." He pulled into the inns' parking lot and stopped the car. "And one year they decided to go to France over the week my birthday was in. I never even got a phone call."
"What birthday did they skip out on?"
"My seventeenth."
Rory winced. "Great parents."
"You're telling me."
"Tris…I really am sorry."
He turned to look at her. "What are you apologizing for? My parents are asses and there's nothing else to it. I've learned to live with it and move on."
"Well, I'm never going to miss one of your birthdays, or miss out on a holiday with you." She promised.
He smiled and ran a hand through his hair. "I never thought you would."
"It's good to know that you have faith in me."
"Your welcome."
She looked into his stormy eyes for a moment and realized that the purest of love shone from them. She smiled. "We should get a move on. My mom is going to start calling to make sure we didn't die or something."
"Right." He hopped out of the car and opened the trunk.
"Let me get something."
"Don't worry about it."
"But I feel bad, my bag is really heavy."
He merely shook his head and walked past her and into the Dragonfly Inn.
"I can't believe she gave us the wedding suite." Rory threw herself onto the feather soft bed and grinned.
"This place is nice."
"I know." She sighed. "Go look at the bathroom. It's a dream."
"A whirlpool tub." He shouted from in the bathroom.
"Yup." She watched as Tristan came back in to the room. He had an odd look on his face. "What's up?"
"Come here."
"What?" Rory sat up and looked over at him. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, just stop asking questions and come over here."
Rory stood up and hurried over to him. "What is it?"
"I love you." He said simply. "More than anybody I've ever known. And what you said to me in the car, it meant a lot to me." He pulled her into his arms for a strong hug. "I just wanted to tell you that."
"I thought there was a dead person in the tub or something. The look on your face scared me."
"Sorry." He kissed the top of her head. "We should get going." He pulled away from her and went for the door.
"Tris…I love you too."
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"Mom, were home."
"In here guys." Lorelai shouted out. "Sookie needed help with the chicken."
Rory stepped into the kitchen and looked around. Every inch of tabletop was covered in food. "Enough food in here?"
"I haven't even made dessert yet." Sookie said excitedly.
"Sookie, there's enough in here to feed a starving army." Rory pointed out.
"Well, I made a little extra so that you guys have a little something other than Chinese leftovers to eat when your hungry."
"A little?" Rory hugged her mom and smiled. "Thanks for the room mom."
"Your lucky Tristan, you guys have benefits. I'm the owner of the inn and Rorys my kid."
"The rooms great Lorelai." He said and turned to Sookie. "You need any help?"
"Only if you know how to do more than get the plates out."
"I can cook." He stated.
"Yea," Rory wrapped an arm around his waist and leaned into him. "He made me breakfast once, it was really good."
Sookie laughed and stirred one of her newer concoctions in a saucepan. "Then yes Tristan, I could use your help." She pointed at Lorelai and Rory "You guys can go hang out in the living room. We'll call you guys in when dinners ready."
They did as told and escaped the food-laden kitchen for the living room.
"Where is Luke mom?"
"Closing up the diner. He should be here any minute."
As if on cue the door opened. "Hey Rory." He said and moved to kiss Lorelai lightly on the cheek. "Busy day."
"Take a seat then." Lorelai said
"No, Sookie might need my help."
"Tristan is helping her." Rory pointed out.
"She might need more than one other hand in there." He left them for the kitchen just as they heard an empty pan fall on the floor followed by a quiet curse from Sookie.
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(After Dinner, back at the inn)
"That had to have been the greatest meal I've eaten in a long time." Tristan said and moved towards his bag.
"Yeah, Sookie is great." She pulled out her flying elephant covered Pajamas as Tristan pulled on his Flannel Pajama pants and then fell onto the bed shirtless. Rory changed and then silently climbed on to the bed beside him, his eyes were closed as if he were asleep. She slid up and over him and leaned into him to nibble his ear. His eyes snapped open and he mumbled something under his breath. "You were just to irresistible," she whispered in his ear "I couldn't resist."
He chuckled. "I think Sookie put some kind of tranquilizer in that casserole."
"Nope, you just ate way too much of it."
"And everything else." He moved a hand down to the small of her back and moved him thumb in tiny circles.
She shuddered. "Major flash back." she whispered.
"What?" his thumb continued it's movement.
"During the Romeo and Juliet play at Chilton. When you kissed me on stage you did the same exact thing."
"You remember that?"
"Yes I do. That whole play and everything that happened afterwards is burned into my memory."
"I was so nervous afterwards, I thought you were going to slap me or something."
"I was too shocked to move or I probably would have."
"Good to know."
She giggled. "We should get some sleep. We're both exhausted and I'm sure my mom will be waking us up bright and early tomorrow."
Tristan groaned as she removed herself from her position over him. "Come back here." he mumbled.
"Your to tired to even look in my direction." she laughed.
"I give in."
"That was an easy win." She giggled.
He pulled the blankets over himself and Rory before pulling her closer and wrapping an arm around her waist. "'Night Mare."
To Be Continued….----
A/N: So that there isn't any confusion, 'A Christmas to Remember' is going to have up to 4-5 parts or more, its hard to tell, basically the whole Christmas break is under one title.
Anywho, be sure to review, I should have the next chapter up soon if I don't get busy with schoolwork.
-Over and out-