Chapter Title: It Just Comes Natural by George Strait. I can't begin to explain how much I love this song. I mean come on, it's George Strait! Anybody who likes Country music likes at least one of his songs. I personally can't count how many I like. He's a great singer.

Disclaimer: I still don't own them. But it would be nice.

It's what I was born to do, don't have to think it through Baby, it's so easy lovin' you It just comes natural

The five hour car ride from Dallas had gone better than the ride from Mississippi. Tristan hadn't gotten them lost once. The idea of coming to Roswell had been Rory's idea. She had said that she had wanted to see the UFO museum. Tristan was a little skeptical, he didn't really believe in the whole 'The truth is out there' thing. But he wasn't going to deny Rory of anything. At least things would be interesting.

Rory found the nearest rest stop and sighed in satisfaction. She was thirsty, hungry and she really needed to use the restroom. She wouldn't usually use the rest stop restrooms but she was desperate. She woke Tristan up long enough to let him know that they had stopped before getting out of the car. When she got back to the car he was sitting on the hood with a soda in one hand while his other hand dug into a bag of chips in his lap. A bag of Skittles and another soda sat on the hood next to him. She smiled as she climbed up to sit next to him. She opened the bag looking out over bluff the rest stop was on.

They had a great view of the Rio Grande. It stretched for miles beneath them, disappearing around a Canyon in the distance. They were back in the car a few minutes later with Tristan trying to smooth out the map on the dash. Rory looked at him out of the corner of her eye. She suppressed the urge to laugh as his brow furrowed in confusion. She pulled over and turned in her seat.

"Do you want to drive and I'll read the map?"

"You'd like that wouldn't you?" He asked in a mocking tone.

"I'm only trying to help." She said holding up her hands in surrender.

"Just keep straight for now." He said not looking up from the map.

She pulled back onto the road shaking her head. He could be so stubborn sometimes. Then again she didn't help things by egging him on. She was stubborn herself. But she didn't take things out on him when he didn't deserve it. She decided to let him have his way and save them from having another argument. Their relationship was a lot of give and take. He loved her and he was trying. Being in a car for a month made you on edge. They were still working things out.

"I know you were just trying to help. But I wanted to figure it out on my own." Tristan said breaking the silence.

"Is that your way of saying that you're sorry?" She asked giving him a teasing smile.

"Depends. Are you forgiving me?"

"I forgive you." She said nodding her head.

They fell back into silence for the rest of the drive. Except for when Tristan gave out directions. Rory pulled into the first motel parking lot they came to after they were off the off ramp. Once they were in the room Tristan got settled on the bed and turned on the TV. Rory called the shower first wanting to get the layers of dust off of her. She loved everything about the desert. Except that the dust seemed to leave a gritty layer of filth on her.

Tristan was still flipping through channels when she came out of the bathroom room fifteen minutes later. He looked over at her with a bored expression. She rolled her eyes before lying next to him. He went to take a shower a few minutes later giving Rory control of the remote. She soon realized why he was so bored. There was nothing on TV. She found a nightstand drawer full of take out menus and was going through them when he came back into the room. He sat next to her picking up one of the menus.

She leaned into him as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders. Her head rested on his shoulder as he decided what he wanted. He called to place the order a few minutes later as Rory flipped through the Pay-Per-View channels. They were bound to find something to watch on one of them. Tristan found something that caught his attention and asked her to stop.

"I am not watching Doom again." She said shaking her head.

"If we can't find anything else?"

"I'll think about it." She said rolling her eyes.

It was all about compromise. Luckily she found a movie that they hadn't seen yet. It was just starting when someone knocked on the door. Tristan paid for the food and they ate on the bed. Tristan remembered reading the book the movie was based on when he was younger. Rory mentioned that there were seven in the series and that she had read them all. They were half way through the movie when Tristan asked about one of the characters.

"Aslan's character is a reference to Jesus right? I mean he was martyred." He asked watching the Lion get stabbed.

"I knew you would catch on."

"And Lucy, Edmund, Peter, and Susan are his disciples?"

"You got it." Rory said nodding her head.

"Huh. I never thought of it that way."

They watched the rest of the movie in silence. When it was over Tristan turned off the TV as Rory got ready for bed. They were in bed a few minutes later with Rory's head rested on Tristan's shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her to pull her closer to him as she drifted off to sleep.

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The next morning Rory was the first one to wake and was eager to get started. Truth be told Luke was the one who convinced her to come here, not her mother like Tristan thought. Being a Treki when he was younger had made Luke interested in outer space. Rory didn't want to let him down, it was the only thing he had asked for. She waited half an hour before trying to wake Tristan up. He still hadn't woken up after five minutes of trying. She had planned on leaving him behind when he finally rolled out of bed and walked to the bathroom without saying a word.

She heard the shower start and decided to go next door to get them something to eat. When she came back he was sitting on the bed tying his shoes. She sat the food down on the dresser before walking over to him. She sat next to him watching as he finished getting ready. He met her gaze letting her know that he was ready. She knew not to bother him first thing in the morning if it was early. He would let her know when he was ready.

They ate in silence while Rory checked online for directions to the museum. She knew Tristan wouldn't want to be there long so she only planned on looking for certain things. It was a lot of hard work to keep him happy most of the time. But it was worth it. He never let a day go by when he didn't let her know that he appreciated her. That was all she asked for.

A few minutes later they were in the car. Rory let Tristan drive so that she could read the map. They didn't need to be lost out in the middle of nowhere. She explained to him again that they wouldn't be there long and that he didn't have to go if he didn't want to. She wasn't forcing him to go. Luckily they got to the museum before another argument started.

Rory stopped at the Roswell Incident Time Line and got a few pictures. Tristan even seemed interested. So that was a good sign. She stopped again at The Great Cover Up and snapped a few more. A dummy in a corner was obliviously one of the focal points. It had a way of grabbing your attention. They paused at the dig for a minute before moving on. The main room opened up in front of them making them look around.

"Let me when you're ready." She said as he followed her into the room.

"We can go through the whole thing. I was a snob."

"No, you were being a brat." She said looking over her shoulder.

"That too." He said catching her attention.

She met his gaze and smiled at him before walking farther into the room. She stopped in front of a wall full of pictures telling how everything started. By the time they got to he wall of crop circles pictures Tristan was impressed. There were pictures filling the entire wall, he stopped to look at everyone. They finally came to the Area 51 exhibit. This was the one Rory wanted to see the most. She pulled out her camera and started taking picture after picture. Tristan was a little skeptical of the personal experience exhibit. But how was he to know if they really happened?

They made their way to the Art Gallery not knowing what to expect. Once they got to the Roswell movie exhibit they turned to each other and shrugged their shoulders. Neither of them had heard of the movie, much less seen it. But they went through it anyway. They stopped to take a picture of the alien on the gurney knowing Luke would want one of that.

They made their way back to the car in silence. Once they were back on the road Rory looked over at Tristan.

"It was an experience."

"It was something you weren't use to."

"And you were?"

"No. But I was willing to open about it. Just like you were."

"You don't have anymore crazy hair brain ideas do you?"

"What if I do?" She asked giving him a teasing smile.
"Then you have some major groveling to do." He said with a laugh.

Rory shook her head grateful that he was in a better mood. She could only deal with him being moody for so long.

AN: I just wanted to let you all know that there are only three more chapters. That includes the Epilogue. So this will be over soon. Before I forget, anybody who can name the movie that I was talking about gets a gold star. I don't know much about Roswell, can't you tell? What little I do know I learned from my dad. He's a huge Science Fiction/History buff. Feel free to let me know if I left anything out. I won't get offended.