AN: I wanted to give you guys a heads up, be prepared for Rory to do something you wouldn't expect.
Disclaimer: I don't own them, so don't sue.
When I'm tangled up
And I can't resist
When I feel that rush
That's where it is
Rory looked out the window as Tristan drove down the highway. He wouldn't tell her where they were going. Which worried her. What if they got lost again? She couldn't help him if she didn't know where they were going. He had told her he knew where they were going and they wouldn't get lost. But that didn't make her feel any better. They past over the Nevada state line as the sun was coming up. They had driven all night to get here. Tristan had taken over three hours ago so Rory could sleep. She had woken up a few minutes ago when the sun rose over the mountains shining in her eyes. Tristan laid a hand over hers making her look over at him. He smiled as he rubbed his thumb across her hand. She smiled back at him before turning away from the sun. She closed her eyes hoping to fall back to sleep.
Tristan stopped at a stoplight as he flipped open his phone. He pulled up the directions he'd gotten the night before to check to see where he was supposed to go. He liked the idea of surprising her. He knew she would like where they were going. He just hoped he would be able to talk her into staying at a nice hotel for a change. He had plans and he was going to stick to them.
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Rory woke up feeling something brush against her arm. She opened her eyes glaring at Tristan. He gave her an easy smile before jerking his head towards the gas station they had stopped at.
"Did you need anything?"
"Yeah. I need to stretch." She said opening her door.
She groaned as she raised her arms over her head and let out a yawn. Tristan made his way around the front of the car brushing past her to get to the pump. She took in her surroundings as he filled the car.
"Where are we?" She asked turning towards him.
"Reno." He said not looking up from what he was doing.
"Are you planning on stopping somewhere soon? Or are driving all day?"
"We're almost there. Another half an hour and we'll be there."
"Where?"
"Stop asking questions and trust me." He said pulling the nozzle out of the tank.
He slid his credit card through the machine and waited for his receipt as Rory got back in the car. A few minutes later Tristan was pulling back out onto the interstate. Rory didn't like that he wouldn't tell her where they were going. She never would have done that to him. But she could get him back in other ways. Tristan pulled onto an abandoned road making Rory look over at him.
"I know where we're going." He said looking over at her.
"Okay." She said with a sigh.
Tristan opened his phone before turning down another road. Rory gave him a quizzical look making him smile at her. She smiled back at him trying to push her worries away. He hadn't gotten them lost so far so she didn't need to worry. He had said that they were almost there.
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Rory took in the scenery as Tristan drove down the street. The lights weren't on yet but she could tell that once they were the whole city would be lit up brighter than the Forth of July.
"Vegas?" She said looking over at him.
"You didn't really think that we wouldn't come here did you?" He asked giving her a teasing smile.
She smiled again before turning her attention back out the window. A few minutes later they were pulling up in front of a hotel. A bellhop was already taking the bags out of the trunk when Rory got out of the car. She looked over at Tristan who was talking to the Valet. The bellhop waited patiently for them as they made their way to the entrance. She grabbed hold of Tristan's arm making him stop.
"How long have you been planning this?"
"For days." He said kissing her temple as they stepped up the reception desk.
Rory tuned everything out as she took in her surroundings. She saw the casino at the other end of the hotel. People were coming in and out. Some mad because they had lost all of their money some happy because they had won. Tristan took her hand and led her to the elevator. She leaned against him as the doors closed. He wrapped his arms around her as he rested his head on hers. Once they were out of the elevator the bellhop followed them to their room. He put their bags in the bedroom as Rory stood on the balcony.
She could see for miles from where she was. She heard Tristan walk onto the balcony making her smile. She turned to face him as he pinned her to the railing. His arms were on either side of her keeping her where she was. She looked up at him still smiling.
"We make a great couple right? I'm a compulsive freak who loses it when I don't have a handle on things. And you're a smart ass who always knows when to give me my space." She said giving him a teasing smile.
"At least things are interesting." He said brushing his lips to hers.
"No one can say we're boring." She said wrapping her arms around his neck.
The sounds from the street carried up to where they were as they watched what was going on below. Nothing was said as they stood side by side.
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They were eating dinner when someone came up to their table. They both looked up to see a man in a designer suit standing in front of them. They looked back at each other wondering what was going on.
"Are you the Dugray's?" The man asked breaking the silence.
"I'm Tristan Drugray."
"It's nice to meet you Mr. Dugray. I'm John Wallace, the manager of this hotel."
"Have we done something wrong?" Rory asked entering the conversation.
"No. Mrs. Dugray you haven't."
Rory's eyes met Tristan's as they waited for him to continue.
"It has come to my attention that you should be in a different than you are in."
"We should?" Tristan asked finding his voice.
"You are newlyweds aren't you?"
Rory opened her mouth to speak but Tristan lightly kicked her making her close her mouth.
"Yes we are. But the room we have is fine."
"Nonsense. I'm having your bags moved into our honey moon suite as we speak."
He walked away before either of them could say anything else. Rory stared at Tristan with wide eyes.
"What were you thinking?" She asked with a laugh.
"We just got the best room they have. And you're complaining?" He asked raising an eyebrow at her.
Rory shook her head as Tristan motioned for the waiter to bring their check. They stopped at the reception desk to get their new room key before going back upstairs. The casino could wait until tomorrow.
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Rory stopped counting after her fifth glass of champagne. The concierge had had three bottles sent up not long after they had sent up to the room. Tristan poured her another glass even though she had said that she'd had enough.
"If you're trying to get me drunk so I'll sleep with you you don't have to." She said falling back against the pillows.
"We should do something." He said avoiding the subject.
"What's wrong with what we're doing now?"
"You don't want to go downstairs?"
"Tristan, I am drunk and I can barely walk. And you want to go downstairs?"
"Come on, please?" He asked giving her puppy dog eyes.
"Why not?" Rory said rolling her eyes.
Tristan laughed triumphantly as he pulled her out of the room.
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Rory stood outside the doors wondering how she had let Tristan talk her into this. Yes, she loved him. But she was too young to be doing this. She would have never agreed to this if she had been sober. The doors opened and she saw Tristan waiting at the end of the isle. She smiled at him trying to calm her nerves. She was drunk and she was getting married. She would be lucky if she remembered this in the morning. She made her way towards him pushing her fears and worries away. She stood in front of him as the minister asked them to join hands. Okay so the guy was dressed like Elvis, at least she would have something amusing to tell her mom.
Oh God, her mom. Shouldn't she have called her before going through with this? It wasn't like she had planned on it happening. And they could always have another wedding with their family there at some point. She sighed as Tristan recited his vows. When it was her turn she felt him squeeze her hands trying to reassure her. She made it through her vows and a few minutes later the ceremony was over.
Tristan grabbed hold of her hand as the walked down the hall back to their room. He stopped just outside the door and turned towards her. He looked down at their entwined hands smiling when he saw the rings they had picked out. He swept her off her feet as he opened the door with one hand. He kicked the door closed with his foot and carried her to the bed. He laid her down gently as he lay down next to her.
She turned on her side holding her head up with a hand. The champagne was starting to wear off but she didn't regret what had happened.
"What do you think will happen when the manager finds out we weren't married when he gave us the room?"
"The same thing that will happen when the concierge finds out we aren't twenty one." He said with a smile.
"We'll be long gone." She said rolling back onto her back.
"And the bill will be paid. So they won't be saying much."
"I love you." She said turning her head to look at him.
"I love you, Mrs. Dugray."
"Mrs. Dugray, I could get used to that."
"You're going to take on my name?"
"I'm thinking about it." She said with a smile.
Tristan pulled her to him as she touched the base of the lamp making it turn off. They would worry about telling everyone later. Right now they were going to enjoy their wedding night.