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A/N: Wow! Thanks guys. I wasn't really sure what the reaction would be to the last chapter but I'm glad it went over well. I was kind of hesitant to put it all in one chapter but I figured what the heck. I know there weren't a lot of details but I wanted it to be more of a 'thinking back to what happened' rather than an actual experience. Happy Reading!

Tristan found himself in an empty bed when he woke up. He didn't wake up after Rory very often. His stomach started to turn. Something was wrong. He hoped that whatever it was had nothing to do with last night. As he sat up in bed, he remembered that she had said something about needing her mom. When he had asked her about it, she had quickly changed the subject. He had let it go because he was exhausted and didn't want to talk anymore. What if it's something serious, he thought to himself. He quickly got out of bed and went on a search for Rory.

"Hey Ror?" He looked everywhere and finally found a note on the table.

Hey, went out for a while. I have my cell phone if you need me.

Something was definitely up. Being a reporter, Rory was prone to leaving lots of details in her notes. Vague definitely didn't suit her. He picked up the phone and dialed her cell. Unfortunately, it was turned off.

"Hello, you've reached Rory Gilmore, please leave a name and number and I'll call you back. Thanks." BEEP

"Hey it's me. I was just wondering where you were and when you would be back. I thought we could have lunch together. Anyways, call me back ok? I love you."

As soon as he hung up the phone, his cell phone rang. He ran to the bedroom hoping it was Rory calling him back. It was Noah.

"Hey man. How are you feeling this morning?"

"Well, I woke up to an empty house and Rory is no where to be found." On the other side of the phone, Noah cringed.

"I'm sure she had stuff to do. Laura said that Rory came back to the apartment last night though, so she's obviously not mad." Tristan was taken aback.

"When did Laura talk to Rory?"

"Last night when we were on the phone apparently. Now that I think about it, when she hung up with her, Laura was definitely acting different."

"Different how?"

"I don't know, just…different. You want to talk to her about it? She's just around the corner."

"I don't care." Tristan said, secretly hoping he would put her on.

"I'll take that as a yes." Noah said as he handed the phone over to Laura. "It's Tristan."

"Hey Tristan! What's up?"

"You talked to Rory last night?"

"Yes I did. When you were on the phone with Noah. I wanted to know what had happened that had Noah locked in the bedroom."

"Did she mention anything that seemed to have bothered her? She said something about needing her mother, but she came home last night anyway. Then she was gone this morning and her cell phone is turned off." Laura had no idea what to say. Rory had called her that morning to tell her she wasn't pregnant.

"Well, the problem she was having resolved itself. It's no longer an issue. If she took off this morning it's probably just because she wanted some alone time. I wouldn't take it personally, and I definitely wouldn't worry about it."

"But she was having a problem?"

"Was being the operative word. Yeah, she was."

"Why wouldn't she tell me about it?" He asked her, sounding hurt. "I mean, did it involve me? Did I do something or"

"Oh no sweetie. You didn't do anything wrong. Listen, if you really want to know, you've got to talk to her about it. It's not my story to tell."

"I understand. Thanks Laura, you're the best."

"I'm sorry I couldn't be more help. Just know that you have no reason to be worried. And Rory's going to be fine. Just give her some time."

"I will. Thanks."

"Bye."

"Bye." Tristan hung up the phone. Now he was curious. What kind of problem would Rory be having that she wouldn't tell him about? They told each other everything. At least, he thought they did.

OOOOO

Rory got home around one that afternoon. She had spent her morning at a coffee shop and a bookstore and came home with a couple new books. Tristan had been sitting on the couch watching TV when she walked in.

"Hey baby. How are you?" She said calmly.

"I'm fine. Where have you been all morning?" He questioned, turning off the TV.

"I went to a coffee shop and then found a new bookstore I had never been to, so of course, I got sucked into buying a couple new books."

"I called your cell phone, but it was turned off."

"Really?" She reached into her purse and turned on her cell phone. "Sorry, I didn't realize. I thought that it was on." She started unpacking her bags when Tristan put his hands on top of hers.

"Rory, stop." She looked up at him. There was a new look on his face that she had never seen. "What's wrong."

"What do you mean?" She said, looking down at the floor.

"I mean, last night you said you needed your mom. This morning you are gone by the time I woke up. You turned your cell phone off." He paused. "I talked to Laura this morning." Rory couldn't cover the look of panic on her face.

"What?"

"She told me that whatever the hell was going on with you had resolved itself. But that also means that there was a problem to begin with." Rory immediately felt guilty for not telling him what was going on with her. Tristan's voice began to get louder. "I know that it's probably none of my business, but I want it to be my business. If something's going on with you, I want to know about it. I mean, what could possibly be so terrible that you couldn't come talk to me about it?"

"I thought I was pregnant!" she shouted at him. It took a second to register before he could talk.

"What?" His face was completely blank as shock hit him.

"I was sitting at that dinner table and your father was talking and as I thought about what he was saying, I realized that I was late." Tristan sat down on one of the barstools in the kitchen. "Not really late," she recovered, not wanting to send him into even more of a panic. "Just a couple of days. I knew that it was probably nothing but I wanted to talk things over with my mom, just so I could sort everything out in my own head, you know?" He nodded. "And the more I thought about it, the more I began to freak out, because well, it's scary. Then Laura called to figure out what had happened and I spilled my guts because I wanted to know her opinion on the matter." She paused to let it all sink in. "And then I woke up this morning, and," she waved her hand.

"So you're not." She shook her head. He took a deep breath. "Why didn't you tell me last night when I asked you what was wrong?"

"Are you kidding? You had just gotten through yelling at your father. You were upset enough as it was. I didn't want to scare you when I wasn't even sure myself. Especially when your father could have been right."

"Were you going to tell me?"

"If nothing happened by tonight, I was going to do the test."

"No, I mean, after you found out you weren't pregnant, were you ever going to tell me?"

"Honestly? I don't know. I mean, there really isn't much to say." He stood up and wrapped his arms around her. She let him hold her for awhile before she pulled away. "I'm fine, you don't have to worry about it." Her voice betrayed her. She walked into the living room and put her books on the coffee table. He watched her back as she tried to keep it together.

"Mary." He said as if his heart was breaking. As she turned around, she completely lost it. He moved her to the couch and held her until she stopped shaking.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what's the matter with me."

"Are you kidding? You have no reason to be sorry. You're just letting out all the emotions you've had trapped in your head for the last twenty-four hours. I can't imagine what you've been through."

"What are you thinking?" She asked him as she dried her tears.

"Lots of things." She nodded for him to go on. "Did you want to have a baby?"

"It was scary. Eventually, I want one. Preferably after I finish college." She added semi-jokingly. "Of course, I thought about what I would do if I was pregnant. I started thinking about whether I wanted a girl or a boy, what it would look like, all those kinds of things."

"What was your final answer?" Tristan asked with a curious smile.

"If it was a girl, it would have your blonde hair but my facial features. If it were a boy, it would have my brown hair and your facial features. Purely hypothetically."

"What did you think about me?" He asked.

"I thought, Tristan is going to be the best father in the entire world. I am so lucky to have him." She said quietly. He stood up and she followed. He kissed her lightly and said.

"If you don't mind, I want to think about all this. I think I'll go for a walk." Rory nodded.

"Ok. I'll be here." He smiled and kissed her again. "I love you." She told him.

"Love you too."

OOOOO

He was sitting in a park when his cell phone rang. It was Stars Hollow.

"Hello?" He answered.

"Hey Tristan, it's Lorelei."

"Hi."

"Rory told me that she told you and I just wanted to see if everything was alright."

"I'm fine." He said convincingly.

"Wow, I forgot how good I used to be at saying that. You wanna try again?" He laughed.

"I know that it's not going to happen anytime soon, but I guess I'm scared anyway."

"About being a parent?"

"Yeah."

"Oh kid. Everyone has that, whether they were royally screwed over like us, or if they were raised in the best household ever."

"I can't be a father." He confessed.

"Yes you can. In fact, you will probably make the best father."

"How do you know? How do you know that my kid won't hate me as much as I hated my parents?"

"Because, you've seen what not to do. Don't you think that I flipped when I found out I was pregnant? I grew up with Emily Gilmore for Pete's sake." Tristan laughed a little. "But that experience teaches you a lot more than you realize. Trust me when I say that you will be a great dad. Someday."

"Hey, what was your reaction to this whole saga?"

"My first thought was, 'No! It's not supposed to be like this for her.' Followed by, 'They will be so much better off than I was.'"

"What do you mean?"

"I was sixteen, not even close to a serious relationship. Didn't have a job, or anyone to help me. On the other hand, you two only have a year left in college, you both have jobs, you're practically married and you have enough family and friends to help you do anything. You guys would have been fine."

"I guess you're right."

"Of course I'm right."

"Thanks."

"No problem. I understand."

"I should get home, Rory's going to wonder where I am." Lorelei made a whipping sound. "Bye." He added quickly before hanging up on her.

There you go. Tell me honestly what you thought. I want to know your opinions.