Ok I haven't written for ages but dada! A chapter!

I'd like to thank everyone whos given me input and sympathy on the whole hospital thing - my doctors say I should be good for awhile now so that means regular chapters! Anyway tell me what you think - i think ive become rusty over the last few months - sad i know. loveme

Rory had been asleep five seconds ago. That was until she was awoken by the sound of keys. She was now on the floor outside the door with her mother as they had fallen over due to their excitement of seeing each other while hugging.

Mike simply walked over them with an open box of cds and dvds that Lorelia had kept with her in New York. Walking into the lounge room he dropped them loudly on the coffee table. It was uncertain if it as intentional or out of shock but it did wake the partially nude blonde up. With a start at that. Jess walked in about thirty seconds later as a confused shirtless Tristan rubbed his eyes and a confused Mike clenched his jaw. Mike looked to Jess, while confused, was not concerned about Tristan's presence.

"Do we know him?"

"Apparently not as much as Rory but yes."

"Do we know why he is shirtless and asleep?"

Tristan cut in with "note that he is no longer asleep so can actually hear you." Before slipping his shirt back over his head and nodding to Jess "Ror said that you were going to move everything today. I figured you could use a hand." He then turned to mike "I'm Tristan by the way."

"Mike." both boys nodded

Jess turned towards the front door. "Are you girls going to get off of the floor anytime soon?"

Tristan turned his head towards the door to see both girls lift their head and stick their tongue's out, Lorelia's face paused before facing Rory "what's Brad Pitt doing here Rory?"

"Mum. His not Brad Pitt."

"your right – his Brad Pitts younger, HOTTER, brother. And the important question isn't why is he here its why is he here at eight in the morning Rory?"

Rory rolled her eyes and pulled herself off of the ground before brushing herself off and helping her mother up as the questions continued "Rory – tell mummy she's just imagining the pretty boy because of her lack of sleep? Please don't tell mummy that there is actually a boy in my house when your in pyjamas and we haven't reached our four cups yet – because that's inappropriate Rory – and if this is because I said that there should be a pretty Pitt look alike here every morning to pour coffee I wasn't serious Rory – and if in anyway that statement was serious I mean for him to be in my room not yours – because if anyone is in your room it is when your old and married and still have the same single bed, only there's two of them."

Rory smiled slightly "mum – breath – this is Tristan?"

Lorelia nodded in comprehension. "Rory sweetie while we've spoken about him we haven't spoken about him being anywhere near you while he looks that good. Or being anywhere near you while you're in night attire, or while it is, in fact night."

"I didn't like the idea of him driving home last night because he seemed tired so I made him stay on the couch. I mean he would have been going home, sleeping a few hours then coming back because he said he'd help the boys move all our stuff. And his been here since Friday night looking after me, so I'd feel bad if he died on the way back to Hartford because he'd been here worrying about how I was or whatever. So mummy – remember we like him – and his here because he cares and his worried about me and he want to help us move big heavy furniture so we don't have to move from the couch."

Lorelia looked at him suspiciously before mumbling "maybe he cares a little too much." Before taking the last few steps and greeting him with "hi – I'm Lorelia, tell me you slept on the couch, and well be fine."

"the couch it was. Well apart from some stage where the couch decided to kick me off so it was the floor for awhile, but other than that I give you my word, I'm Tristan by the way."

"hmm. I've met you at some stage ET – no need for introductions. Or maybe I've only glared at you from afar."

"I believe it was the glaring – at Rory's birthday. Possibly school functions"

"ahh yes. So may memories of glaring in or at that house that I always get so confused. Apologies."

Tristan smiled and nodded. As Rory appeared from a shower as he hung up the phone and handed her his credit card.

"Luke's making our breakfast – I've placed an order – should be ready in fifteen – I thought you and your mum could go pick it up while we bring a few more things in before we eat sound good?"

"sounds good." She replied as she slipped it into her pocket and leaned up slightly to give him a peck on the cheek, she then went back into the lounge room where her mother had already begun to boss Jess and Mike around as Tristan went to get another box from the car.

The day had worn through and Tristan was returning home for an obligatory diner with his family. Rory was saying good bye to him and Lorelia was peeking through the window "you know Lorelai its somewhat rude to spy." Mike commented from his channel flicking spot on the couch.

"I'm not spying" Lorelai bit back no moving an inch.

Jess smirked "oh so its stalking then?"

The debate went on a little longer, however it was cut short just before its peak as the car disappeared down the street and the front door was re opened.

She was smiling. No. Lorelai decided that Rory was in fact glowing. She sat on mikes lap without a word and made herself comfortable before taking the control off of him. The pizza arrived shortly after and Lorelai got up and paid Joe before returning and eyeing Rory as she stole some pepperoni off of mike piece of pizza and putting it on her own. "so tell me about the hott boy."

"what? Tristan?"

"no – the other one I watched you make out with in the front yard. I mean your dating him or…are about to. He is so smitten with you that he spent the whole weekend here at you beck and call"

"oh!"

"oh my god Rory – there was another one? Why doesn't mummy know this?"

"mum! – there wasn't another one – its just…you were watching? How creepy can you get?"

"we compared it to stalking." Mike contributed.

Rory nodded slightly in agreement before turning back to her mother.

"so why are you even asking me questions? You seem to know more about Tristan's smittenness than I do." She said rolling her eyes and blushing slightly before taking another bite of her pizza and pleasing her mother with a conversation about the not really knowing what was happening but begin ok with whatever it was.

Tristan appeared at the door on Monday afternoon with a tray of coffee in hand. Rory smiled as she opened the door still clad in pyjamas. After a peck on the cheek he followed her through to the lounge. Lorelai was out. Jess was sitting on the floor and Mike was on one side of the couch. It was apparent that Rory had been lying atop him because of the blankets thrown hazardously around the general area as she had gotten up. She ushered Tristan to sit down and took another cup of coffee off of the tray before slipping in between him and mike and covering herself with 3 or 4 blankets.

Tristan slung an arm around her tugging a little before asking what they were watching. She pulled her legs up and snuggled closer "kill bill 2. After that we were thinking empire records."

"sounds good." He mumbled before turning towards the tv.

As he credits rolled for empire records Rory decided she was hungry enough to get up and look for the phone but then changed her mind she kicked mike with great effort and little effect "do it yourself Ror." He mumbled not even bothering to look up from the control he'd just picked up. She kicked him again, this time more effort and even a dramatic moaning noise. After no response she waited and did it again, and after waiting again this process played through four or five times before he sighed and looked up.

"you cant kick for shit so I'm sorry how is the mild irritation on my leg supposed to convince me to get up and do whatever it is your bugging me for?"

"oh dear Michael I just can not go on without you!" the southern belle sighed and lifted a hand to her head "I am growing feint from not having eaten all the long day through! You must search your heart for sympathy and go retrieve the phone before I most surly die!" and with that pulled a tissue out of the box and began to fan herself vigorously.

Mike sighed and looked over at the phone before dramatically getting up and wandering over to were it sat on the other side of the room. She smiled gratefully and began to dial without another word. After having decided, she had ordered enough food she put the phone down and slipped out of Tristan's reach

And lent into Mike he rolled his eyes at how her smile was brightening from an idea that would have most girls starving themselves for weeks on end to compensate for. "Is thy lady happy at this thought of a stomach pumping?"

She giggled slightly before going back into belle mode an replying "ever so much kind sir. And for your act of kindness I am ever pleased and as such – feel the need to give you a token."

Mike wiggled his eyebrows suggestively and Rory chuckled slightly before placing a delicate kiss on his cheek and trying to bury herself into his side.

Watching them Tristan paused. He knew that himself and her well…he wasn't sure what he and her where but then at the same time what were her and Mike?

He was distracted as his phone started to ring "lo?"

He hung up sighing five minutes later. Rory watched him from where she was leaning on Mike, "everything good?"

"nothing is good when you have a conversation with my father. Nothing."

She smiled slightly before asking "obligatory diner?"

"obligatory party."

"hmmm….you sound thrilled."

"it requires a date, a lost Friday night and a tux."

Thanks for reading loverlies. please reply. Please? lovelil