A/N: Hey Guys thanks so much for the reviews…..the song in the last chapter was called "Let Go" By David Lichens…sorry I didn't post the title in the last chapter for all of you who were wondering… Enjoy! Sadly I own nothing……….

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Rory woke up Saturday morning to the sound of her phone ringing on her night stand. She looked over at her clock which read 8:30 and sighed. She did not like whoever was calling her at this ungodly hour and had no problem telling them exactly how she felt.

"Whoever you are go die." Rory mumbled into the phone.

"Well hello to you too Mary," Tristan chuckled into the phone.

Upon hearing Tristan's voice Rory immediately sat straight up in bed, now fully awake. "Hey you." Rory said with a smile on her face, "How was your flight baby? Did you make it to the camp alright?" Rory said as she laid back down onto the bed while waiting for Tristan's answer.

"Hey to you too…Yea I made it here alright. I don't officially start until Monday so I have some time off...soo…I thought I would call my favorite girlfriend right about now." Tristan got nothing but silence from Rory's end of the phone, "Rory, you okay?"
"Is that what I am? Your girlfriend?" Rory said, unsure of what to think.

"Well yea…I thought we talked about this last night…Rory I have feelings for you…hell I love you and if you are willing to try and make this work then so am I. I know we can do it." Tristan said reassuringly over the phone.

"I know we can do." Rory said softly into the phone.

"So now we have come to that agreement…again…..let's talk about something else…"

"Like what?"

"Like what you are going to do today Mare?"

"Oh I don't know….go to breakfast at Luke's with mom….return Dean's stuff…then probably go to the inn with mom and help her out." Rory said nonchalantly.

"Return Dean's stuff huh?" So that means you'll be seeing Dean?" Tristan said, trying not to sound perturbed.

"Yes Tristan, I will be seeing Dean but you have nothing to worry about….I want to be with you not him." Rory said as she almost laughed into the phone.

"Thanks right," Tristan said trying to sound gruff, "Because you got yourself a real man now." He said playfully into the phone.

"Whatever you say babe. Listen I got to go, mom is coming down the stairs. Call me later?"

"Of course. I love you Mare."

"I love you too babe."

Once breakfast was finished at Luke's Rory left her mother and headed over to Dean's house to close one chapter in her life so that she could fully open the next one. She walked nervously up the steps to Dean's house with the box of his stuff held tightly in her hands. She sat the box lightly down on the porch and knocked on the door. Before long the door was opened and Dean stood in front of her looking like Hell with just a little hope in his eyes.

"Uh…Hey Rory," Dean said nervously looking away while shoving his hands in his pockets.

"Hey Dean…I came to…uh…" Rory said, not quite meeting his gaze.

"Rory?"
"Yea Dean?" Rory said finally meeting his gaze.

"I was wondering if we could…uh I don't know….work things out?" Dean said as he nervously stepped closer to her.

"Uh….Dean….I don't…." But Rory was stopped by Dean's lips pressed nervously up against hers. His kisses were nothing like Tristan's and she had to stop herself from cringing as she pulled away.

"Dean! Stop, I can't. I'm sorry." Rory said looking down.

"Why not Rory! We were so perfect together. Give me one reason why we shouldn't be together." Dean said with a hopeless look in his eyes.

"Because there is someone else!" Rory shouted back before she could stop herself.

Dean was dejected as he stared at her in disbelief, "Who?"

"Tristan DuGrey." Rory said, now with tears in her eyes.

"What! Oh that's great Ror, the one person I hate the most. Well don't come crying to me when he sleeps with you and then dumps you for someone better," Dean said as he grabbed his stuff and walked inside slamming the door behind him leaving a sobbing Rory outside.

Rory lay in her bed sobbing the rest of the day and didn't speak until her cell phone started ringing. Noticing who it was, she quickly wiped away her tears and then answered the phone.

"Hey." Rory quivered into the phone.

"Hello beautiful."

"Well hello to you to Casanova." Rory said into the phone, her voice still quivering slightly from crying.

Noticing the tone of her voice Tristan knew something was up, "What the matter baby?"

"Nothing, nothing….it's stupid really…don't worry about it….it's nothing." Rory said not too convincingly.

"Rory…come on you know you can tell me." Tristan said, trying to coax the answer out of her.

Finally relenting to Tristan, Rory explained everything that had gone on between her and Dean in detail and then nervously waited for his reply but was only met with Tristan's breathing on the other end, and then, after what seemed like an eternity, she received a light laugh.

"Tristan! Why are you laughing! Shouldn't you go into jealous boyfriend mode or something?" Rory said now truly confused. She didn't tell him what happened with Dean because she wanted him jealous but she would appreciate more of a response out of him than just a laugh.

"Well Mare, I hate to say this, but I can't blame the guy for wanting another shot. I know that if I was in his position I would beg and grovel until I got you back…Hell I'd be celibate for my entire life if it meant getting you back."

"Ha-ha, now that would be a sight….Tristan "you can call me God" DuGrey celibate? I would pay to see you sweat that out…no pun intended." Rory laughed, happy to know that he didn't seem too pissed off. "So is that mean you're not mad?"

"Well no….I mean I am pissed but what am I going to do? Come up there and kick his ass? Yea then I would be in military school and away from you for a longer period of time. I'm sorry I would rather make out with you then do any more push ups."

"Oh how romantic," Rory laughed.

"Hey listen Mar, I got to go but I'll call you soon. I love you." Tristan sighed into the phone.

"I love you too Tris. Have fun, don't hurt yourself too much," Rory laughed into the phone.

"Oh gee thanks," Tristan said in mock hurt as he hung up the phone.