AN: I'm really not a big fan of song fic's but this song was just so perfect for this chapter that it was ridiculous. Every time I thought about writing this chapter the damn song would get stuck in my head. Oh, and by the way, the song is "Half Life" by Duncan Sheik. Oh and a big apology to Sparxx27, I know you may not like this chapter…I'm sorry.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Gilmore Girls, and, most likely, neither do you.
Rory's POVI'm awake in the afternoon,
Fell asleep in the living room,
The heavy drapes were closed; making the living room of Logan's apartment darker than it should be in the early evening. In the corner the television was playing re-runs of One Tree Hill quietly and Rory lay asleep half-on half-off the couch. Logan stepped through the door and stopped dead when he saw her, finally breathing a sigh of relief when he realised she was asleep. He crossed to where she lay, took off his shoes and climbed on the couch next to her, breathing in the apple-scent of her hair. As his eyes closed, hers snapped open.
And it's one of those moments where everything is so clear,
Rory walked briskly down Logan's street. They had agreed to meet for lunch in the city that day. He said he needed to get her mind off things; perhaps they should go have lunch, see and movie. She had smiled and agreed. He could be so thoughtful at times. It was one of the many contradictions he embodied. His apartment was in sight now, she could see him standing out the front of it in the pale blue shirt she'd bought him a few weeks before. She smiled ad waved at him but he wasn't looking at her, no, his eyes were on the blond leaving the apartment and jumping into his arms. Her stomach dropped and her head span. She felt like she was going to be sick. He'd promised her he'd stop this, stop the sneaking around. He said he'd try and have a real relationship with her. She stopped dead and watched them walk away, his arm slung around the other girl's shoulders. Rory looked down at the outfit she was wearing, one he had picked out, a tiny white singlet with a crochet beige shrug and a denim mini-skirt. She wanted to tear it off. That bastard!
Calmly she let herself into his apartment, she'd wait for him.
She stirred under his confining arm.
Before the truth goes back into hiding,
I want to decide 'cause it's worth deciding,
To work on finding something more than this fear.
"Hey baby," He murmured into her hair, "I'm sorry I missed our date. I had a family emergency. I tried to call you".
It takes so much out of me to pretend,
Tell me now, tell me how to make amends.
Rory turned and smiled saccharine sweetly at him and he grinned, dipping his head to kiss she pulled away and climbed off the couch, swaying her hips as she walked to the windows and peeked out of the blinds where it was still day. Turning back to him, she wrenched the blind open ferociously.
"This Logan," She said calmly, sweeping her arm to indicate outside the window, "is daylight. You'd better wake up to it, because I finally have". With that she picked up her purse and stormed out of the apartment, hearing him calling after her as she hurried away. Se waited until she was in the street before she burst into tears and pulled out her cell, dialing the familiar numbers.
"Dragonfly Inn, this is Lorelai?"
"Mom?"
Maybe, I need to see the daylight,
To leave behind this half-life,
Don't you see I'm breaking down?
Lately something here don't feel right,
This is just a half-life,
Tristan's POVHe was pushing himself hard than her did most morning on his jog. He had increased his distance this summer, no guesses why. He rounded to corner of the track which ran through the woods surrounding their houses and looked up at hers, knowing every window, every secret of that place.
Is there really no escape,
No escape from time,
Of any kind?
He had to get over this, get her out of his head, had to figure out other things, liked what he was going to do with his life. He sped up to a sprint for the last few hundred feet. He was studying law but was that what he wanted? His father seemed proud, but he still assumed Tristan would join DuGrey Enterprises, and he didn't necessarily want that. He looked back up at his curtains but they were still closed. Finally he reached his own front door and grasped the handle, leaning over, panting.
They lay together in her king-sized bed at her grandparents' house. She was asleep on her side, her back to him but he couldn't sleep. At least, he felt as though he couldn't. Like he had to stay here, protect her, never leave her. He was so confused, he never felt like this, he'd never spent the night with another person. Pretty fucked up, he knew, but then, he'd also never had sex in his own bed…well, until her. Unconsciously a small smile spread pulled at the corners of his mouth and his hand, hovering barely above her skin traced her outline from her shoulder to her hip. He wanted to leave, because that's what he did. But he wanted to stay, why? Maybe he could do it, just tonight. Softly he moved closer to her an laid his head on the pillow, in seconds he was asleep.
The next night there was a party at her grandparent's house. He was late arriving, his parents had had a fight about his mother's trip to the spa the next weekend and Anne was still seething at Cal's interference. Together they made their way into the party. Immediately his eyes sought her out and then he saw her. Wearing a soft, floating lemon and white chiffon Grecian gown, her fair coiled and looped around her head and a small, gold band running across her forehead and around the curls. Unconsciously he was moving towards her. She was talking to Lisa and Paris excitedly and her small hands flitted around like little white doves. She turned and saw him and the most beautiful smile he'd ever seen was bestowed on him. He stopped dead and he realised…he was in love with her.
Anne and Lisa were having breakfast, Lisa was leaving in a few days, but it had certainly been an eventful trip. He took his seat at the table, greeting them both and poured himself a bowl of muesli and peaches.
I keep trying to understand,
This thing and that thing, my fellow man,
I guess I'll let you know,
When I figure it out.
"Will you come back for the weddings darling?" Tristan looked up.
"Sorry Anne?" Lisa asked.
"Will you come back for the weddings? Louise and Rupert's and Theodora and Nathan's?" Lisa replied that she would as long as she could get the time off college, but she didn't see a problem.
"Well then, you must stay here again"
But I don't mind a few mysteries,
They can stay that way it's fine by me,
And you are another mystery I am missing.
Slowly, he was beginning to realise that physically he was ready to let her go, but never emotionally. She'd been a mystery to him. Rory Gilmore had been interesting because she was different, not from society. But Theo, she was a society girl yet so thoroughly removed from it. She had shunned parties and lunches and the snobbery and Clayton, had never traded on her name. Yet she had never judged them, none of them, not even him. For all their faults that she didn't understand, the bets, the promiscuity, the drinking, she didn't judge. She had been his friend, a great friend. She was wrong wen she said they'd never been friends, they had been. And it had been as intense as their relationship. She had crashed into him like a wave, and she still did. But she was also still a mystery to him. He didn't understand what she had meant. He had always thought she was strong, how had she just curled up, defeated, the way she had? Yet deep down, he knew it was his fault, that what he had said and done had helped drag her down.
Maybe, I need to see the daylight,
To leave behind this half-life,
Don't you see I'm breaking down?
Lately something here don't feel right,
This is just a half-life,
Is there really no escape,
No escape from time,
Of any kind?
He touched his fingers to his lips, he'd always have that crazy, hysterical kiss in the woods though. Nobody was taking that away, not even her.
Come on let's fall in love,
'Cause lately something here don't feel right,
This is just a half-life,
Without you I'm breaking down.
Theo lay awake on her side in bed, staring at the heavy drapes that shielded her from daylight. She slowly twisted the engagement ring around her finger as her mind drifted to her kiss with Tristan. It had been so crazy, so hysterical, just like her a few years ago. She had felt like the old Theo. She had changed, she knew it. She denied it for a long time but the didn't lie all these people who loved her.
Wake me, let me see the daylight,
Save me from this half-life,
Slowly she climbed out of bed and moved to her computer. She opened an Internet browser window and made her way the student sight for Columbia. They had a renowned careers counselor and she tapped out a quick email, clicking send bore she could think about it.
Slipping into a pair of shorts and a singlet she threw open the curtains and stepped onto her balcony, seeing Tristan on his with a morning coffee ad the newspaper.
Let's you and I escape,
Escape from time.
She took a deep breath;
"DuGrey!" She yelled across the morning air. He jumped and looked across at her.
"Theo?"
"Yeah! Come on, get Lisa! Let's go to the beach!" Behind her, on the desk, next to the computer lay her engagement ring, winking in the light.
Come on let's fall in love Come on let's fall in love Come on let's fall in love again.AN: See, see? I told you all that song was perfect. I don't even like it that much, it was just too perfect though. R&R