Chapter 4

Once again, I own nothing, well debt, but that doesn't count, however, if you wanna take it, you are more than welcome to!

Sorry it took soo long to update, life has been crazy! Let me know what you think!

Let the show begin

Rory and Tristan left Stars Hollow with Tristan driving them out to the highway in a comfortable silence each lost in their own thoughts about what this date may bring. Suddenly, Rory broke the silence, "Tristan, where are we going, we passed Hartford two exits ago?"

"Well, it's been awhile since I've spent a lot of time in Hartford and I know a fantastic place just outside New Haven." Tristan answered.

"New Haven?" Rory asked. "Have you been attending Yale?"

"I started last semester after graduating from military school and attending the University of North Carolina for a semester. I transferred to Yale because I decided that Yale would be the best way for me to achieve my all of my career goals." Tristan answered surprising Rory with his response.

"Wow, that's fantastic, I decided on Yale as well after considering Yale, Harvard, and Princeton. I realized how important it was for me to stay close to my mom and how much it would mean to my grandpa to graduate from his alma mater." Rory said to Tristan as they turned off the highway.

"Well, its fantastic that you had your options open to you to be able to choose Yale." Tristan said as they pulled onto a dirt road surrounded by trees.

"I know I don't know you that well and all, but I never pictured you as the murderer type. You know, taking me all the way out into the middle of nowhere to take care of the mess and then to hide my body." Rory said with a sly grin.

"Well, if that's what you wanted, you could have just asked. I would have brought along my ax and my shovel." Tristan smirked at her as he parked the car and got out. He went around the car to help Rory out and then moved around to the trunk of the car. "Instead of a shovel, all I brought is this pesky picnic basket and a blanket." Tristan responded pretending to be disappointed with himself. "Let's take this basket up this path a little ways and find ourselves a nice place to relax." With that they started up the path into the woods in a comfortable silence.

Tristan led them through the winding paths and suddenly they were greeted by a clearing leading out to the most peaceful looking lake. "Tristan! It's beautiful! How did you find this?" Rory asked in awe. The lake acted as the centerpiece. Surrounded by a clearing surrounded by the forest they had walked through. It was very impressive.

"My friend and I were looking for a place for hiking and stumbled upon this park. We found that it wasn't much for hiking, but was perfect for a relaxing stroll. Then we came to this clearing and ever since then I've been coming up here when I need to think or when I'm stressed. It's really nice on Saturdays there are families out here picnicking, with kids playing in the water and throwing Frisbees, dogs barking, and the fantastic smells of barbeques. It's perfect." Tristan said as he gazed into Rory's eyes.

"It sounds wonderful! I can't wait to see it for myself!" Rory said with a grin. Suddenly, she noticed that Tristan and her faces were mere inches from each other and before she had a chance to panic, she felt a jolt of electricity go through her as Tristan gently pressed his lips on hers. Before she could respond he had pulled away and had moved over to the blanket he had set down on the ground.

"Come on, we can enjoy the lake while we eat and head back to the car before dark, I don't want to keep you out here in the dark after it gets too cold." Tristan said after he found his voice, shocked that such a small kiss could affect him like this. "How do you feel about tacos?"

"Oh my god!!! You know about Hectors!" Rory exclaimed as she caught sight of the taco wrapper. "You are officially my favorite!" she said and leaned over kissing him on the cheek.

Tristan beamed. "I should have brought you to Hector's years ago, maybe we'd be married with a couple kids by now." Tristan joked.

They chatted naturally while they ate their tacos and enjoyed the setting sun. After they finished, Tristan and Rory cleaned up and folded up the blanket and began the trek back to the car. "Tristan, tonight was wonderful!" Rory said with excitement.

"It's not quite over yet." Tristan said with a smile. "I still have a surprise or two up my sleeve."

"You've done so much already!" Rory protested. "But I love surprises!"

"Good, let's move to our next stop." Tristan said as he started the car and took them back out to the highway. Before Rory knew it, they were pulling up in front of a quaint little café. "They are doing an open mike night with poetry readings tonight. I thought you might be interested in hearing it."

"That sounds like so much fun! I have never been to a poetry reading before!" Rory said with excitement. Then Tristan escorted her in and sat her down in a comfortable looking chair then left to get them refreshments for the show.

Tristan returned a few minutes later laden down with supplies. "Tristan! You didn't have to go to so much trouble!" Tristan then handed her a coffee cup and a piece of cheese cake covered in strawberries.

"It's hot chocolate. I know you can't have coffee, but I thought you'd like a warm drink as a substitute and I know how much you love chocolate." Tristan said suddenly nervous around her as she looked up at him with those big, beautiful eyes that made his knees weak.

"It's perfect! Thank you so much for everything tonight. Oh look, it's starting." Rory said with a wide grin on her face.

Two hours later, Rory had her head leaning against Tristan's shoulder with his arm draped around her tightly. He looked down to find her blinking becoming more and more frequent with longer pauses between openings. That's when he finally spoke to her in a light whisper. "Rory, come on, you are tired. Let's get you home!"

Rory nodded and they crept out the back so as not to disturb the other patrons and walked hand and hand to Tristan's car. Tristan helped her into the passenger seat and closed her door. After he was settled in he started the car and headed back towards Stars Hollow. Five minutes into the forty-five minute drive, he looked over to see Rory sound asleep in her seat. So Tristan turned down the radio and continued his drive in silence. With fifteen minutes left in their drive Tristan heard Rory start to move around. Thinking she was waking up, he gently placed his hand in her hair hoping to lull her back to sleep.

Without warning, Rory began thrashing in her seat and before he knew it, she was shouting, "Dean, Stop!!! Please don't!! I'm not ready!! Please! I do love you!! I'm just not ready for sex!!"

Tristan quickly pulled off the side of the road and threw the car into park. He then reached over and shook Rory. Her face was pale and her skin was wet with sweat despite the cool evening temperature. When Rory didn't respond to his shaking he called her name and shook her over and over again. Just as he was starting to panic, her eyes opened. They were tear streaked and bloodshot. However, what scared him the most was the terrified look in her eyes.

What is wrong with Rory? What did Dean do to make her soooo very scared? We will see! Send me love pwetty pwease!!!!