AN: Before anybody points it out, I know thse chapters have been ridiculously short and I apologise for that, but I couldn't have un them together as you'll see. Please don't hate me for this chapter! Just wait and see...

Disclaimer: I don't own GG, or the lyrics I've used here!

Hey, does it ever make you wonder

what's on my mind?

Tristan lay in his bed at home, it was still dark outside, the sunlight waiting to break through in another hour or so. He couldn't sleep, he felt as though he'd never sleep again. On the back of his door was the suit he'd wear later that day.

Hey, I was only ever running back to your side

I never cried, I just watched my life go by

It's just a pack of lies,

'cause you're leaving me behind

What had she thought? What had she thought as Matt had dragged her from DuGrey building. He knew the details, what he hadn't been told by the police was fodder for the gossips.

Why, after this long is there nothing

I'll keep, oh, I can shout

you'll pretend you're falling asleep

The chapel was beautiful, simple, in a secluded part of Hartford. It was small, made of bluestone. For the past 11 days it had rained, without break, relentless. Yet as he made his way with Louise into the chapel, the sun shone down fiercely, making him squint from the brightness. Rory's mother stood in the entry way with the pastor, when he passed she looked up and the grief in her eyes made his eyes sting. He looked back down at the ground as Louie led him to their pew.

I live a lie, yeah, believing that you're mine

It's just a waste of time

'cause you're leaving me behind

It was Jay whose shaking voice led the eulogy.

"Remember me when I am gone away," He began, his voice cracking, he trained his eyes on Louise who recited the words along with him.

"Gone far away into the silent land;

When you can no more hold me by the hand,

Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.

Remember me when no more day by day.

You tell me of our future that you plann'd:" Tears threatened to spill as he paused for a deep breath. His sister, his big sister, she'd never graduate, never be valedictorian, never fall in love and walk down the aisle on Chris' arm…

"Only remember me; you understand

It will be late to counsel then or pray.

Yet if you should forget me for a while

And afterwards remember, do not grieve:"

How could any of them forget her? Tristan thought bitterly.

"For if the darkness and corruption leave

A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,

Better by far you should forget and smile

Than that you should remember and be sad." Jay folded the piece of paper the poem was written on and stared out at the crowd. His mother looked up at him, her big eyes shining with tears and he smiled at her softly.

Tristan felt the tears in his eyes that were trained on the portrait of Rory that sat on the coffin. It was a candid shot, one taken of her a few months before at the beach it looked like. She was looking over one bare, sunburned shoulder and laughing as a breeze whipped through her loose hair.

Hey, there's not a cloud in the sky

It's as blue as your goodbye

and I thought that it would rain

on a day like today

He remembered the last thing he'd said to her: "…that doesn't mean we're friends". He hung his head slightly, rubbing his eyes as Louise touched his shoulder. Did Louise blame him? For taking his time that nigh? It had been too late by the time they'd gotten there, b the time they arrived to see Matt still kneeling over her cold, pale body. His shoulders heaved with a bursting sob and Louise slipped her arm around him.

Hey, there's not a cloud in sight

it's as blue as your blue goodbye

and I thought that it would rain

the day you went away

It was time, it was time to finish this. He made his way to the coffin to meet Jay, Christopher, Finn, Rory's cousin Jess and her ex-boyfriend from the mid-west Dean. He took his somber place at the side of the coffin and slipped his hand around the cold, metal handle, his hand heavy as they began to wheel the coffin out to Wendy Matthews' "The day you went away".

The cemetery was small, old-fashioned, like the cemetery's in the classics. Tristan knew why Lorelai and Chris had picked it. When h looked around he half-expected to see Rory, perched on a heavy gothic head-stone reading a novel, or watching them, her head cocked in confusion.

Hey, does it ever make you wonder what's on my mind

Ooh yeah, I was only ever running back to your side

The other mourners had long since dispersed but he couldn't bring himself to leave. That was too final. You could escape from this, from all of this, until that coffin was in the ground, until the rose petals had been scattered onto it and the crowd leaving, not wanting to see the dirt that went next. He stood at the foot of the grave, there was no h-stone yet, that would come later. But it didn't seem right.

Hey, there's not a cloud in the sky

it's as blue as your goodbye

and I thought that it would rain

on a day like today

Slowly he knelt down, dipping his finger into the top soil. He stood back

Lorelai Leigh Gilmore-Hayden

1984 – 2001

He hung his he; he didn't even know her birth date. He looked up at the sky, not a cloud in sight. It was the brilliant blue of the eyes she shared with her mother. He closed his, how could it happen? How could Matt have taken away another he cared for? What had he done that was so wrong that this was what he deserved?

Hey, there's not a cloud in sight

it's as blue as your blue goodbye

and I thought that it would rain

the day you went away

AN: Okay, so the song was "The day you went away" by Wendy Matthews and the poem was "Remember" by Christina Rossetti. Please R&R and let me know what you think.