Title: Trista and Tamara

Rewrite Of: Tamara Drewe (Movie-verse)

Author: Me

Fandom: Tamara Drewe

Pairing: Andy/Trista

Summary: There was two of them. Tam and Tris. Tamara and Trista Drewe. Fraternal twins. Tamara left and Trista stayed behind. Both loved one man, who only seemed to have eyes for Tamara...who had left him in the dust.

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Chapter Five:

Andy was a man on a mission. He was bound and damned determined to hunt down Trista. He was going to get her back fully one way or another. He stopped at the pub and peeked in the window. He saw Zoe at the bar and slipped in the door. Zoe looked up at the sound and saw Andy standing there.

"We don't reopen for an hour," Zoe told him carefully, unsure of why he was there.

Andy grinned and Zoe instantly knew that the man was up to something. When he asked where she was, Zoe pointed to where Trista was down the hall. Before he even went to take a step near her, he shooed Zoe off and the Aussie went upstairs.

"Why do you torture yourself by still being in love with the idiot?" Trista asked herself, not knowing that Andy was coming up behind her.

"Because the idiot never collected himself properly," came the answer from behind her.

Trista startled, dropping the clipboard and spinning around. She put her hand to her chest, her dyed rich auburn brown hair falling into her flushed face.

"The little twat has a habit of sneaking up on me too," She chuckled.

It was an almost nervous one, since she saw the look on Andy's face, his brown eyes darkened to black. She made a near squeaking noise when his large hands cupped her face and he leaned in to kiss her. She gave a low moan of relief when he kissed her, arms wrapping around his neck as his hands went down her front. Trista's generous chest pressed into Andy's when he pulled her against his body, tilting his head and pouring into the kiss. He used his upper body to keep her pinned to the wall, his fingers unbuttoning both her top and her shorts.

"Andy..."

Trista kicked away her shorts and shucked her top and bra. Andy looked hungrily upon the feast of naked beauty before him. He couldn't help but wonder why he didn't do this sooner.

Tamara came to look for her sister, wondering if she'd like to eat dinner with her and Ben. She remembered Beth saying that Trista was going to be helping Zoe, so she went to the pub. Though...she didn't expect what she found when she got there.

Andy was laying back on the bar, his hands on Trista's hips as he brought her down on him hard. One hand went up her body, passing by her breast to cup the back of her neck and bring her down to Andy, the man kissing her as she continued to ride him.

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But while Tamara was home at Winnards, with Ben, Trista and Andy were sharing a smoke with Zoe, who had come down to find them dressing.

"If I beg, Zo," Trista pouted at the Aussie, "will you stay? I need some company when Andy goes 'round the bend," she dodged an attempt of a tickle attack from Andy, "though, I'd say the crazy bugger's already mad."

Trista laughed and yelped at the same time when Andy lunged for her, leaving the fag in Zoe's hand to smoke, while he spun her about. Back at Winnards, Ben was in the process of proposing to Tamara.

By winter, Trista was already different. Zoe knew, Tamara was clueless...so was Andy. Trista found out that she was pregnant. Apparently, she and Andy had forgotten to use a condom when they had their romp all over Zoe's bar. Casey and Jody and Poppy stuck to Trista like white on rice. The teens adored her and were much happier that Trista was happier. Trista got a room at Zoe's inn above the pub, for her and the girls. Since Tamara was still determined to sell the farm, Zoe was moving her to the pub. Andy and Glen and Beth all helped moved Trista's things.

"Are you going to tell him?" Jody asked Trista, who was running her fingers through Casey's hair, the girl's head on her belly, "because he's going to notice eventually."

Zoe had given Trista the biggest one she had, outside the room that Zoe herself lived in, and it had a door that connected to another room. Zoe was planning on making over the second (and smaller) room for the baby. Trista snorted, chuckling when Casey jumped.

"Andy's a tit, Jo," Trista chuckled, "it took him this long to notice me..."

Poppy shook her head, "He's always noticed you, Trista. Tamara had to work harder than a hooker with her pimp on her back to keep his attention away from you. She was jealous."

Trista looked like she didn't believe her. Zoe had let Andy in, when he saw the two bags of ice cream in his arms for the girls. She put them in the private freezer and told him to go get the girls. He arrived just in time for Jody's question, so he wondered what it was that Trista was supposed to tell him.

"He's got his eye on Tam, Poppy-love," Trista sighed, "I'm not stupid enough to think he'll stick around for me and the baby if he can have her."

Andy's heart jumped from his chest to his throat. Trista was pregnant...

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While Trista and Poppy and Zoe were eating ice cream, Jody and Casey opted to go get one over on Tamara Drewe, they felt like it was their duty to protect their friend. In Hadditon, Nicholas was at a book signing. Beth and Glen chatted over the mince pie. Tamara dragged Ben into the book store, the rock star looking on in horror, but letting Tamara drag him.

Back at Winnards, Jody and Casey made it to Tamara's bedroom, where Jody was sniffing Ben's aftershave. Casey posed in Tamara's bath robe and her big floppy Kentucky Derby-esque hat. Jody snapped a pic with her mobile and sent it to Trista.

TRISTA: I would ask what you made little twits were doing, but tell Casey she looks great.

Jody chuckled, "Trista says you look great," she showed her friend the text.

Casey gave her friend her best imitation of Trista's impish grin. They were able to continue on for a little bit longer, Jody cuddling Ben's black t-shirt and fantasizing about fucking him. But the fantasy was quickly interrupted when Ben's yellow porsche came to a screeching halt outside. The girls barely made it out, after putting everything back how they found it.

Tamara went back to London with Ben, for a while. Which left Trista and Andy alone in the village once more. But instead of Andy calling Tamara, as he stripped the walls in the farmhouse, he was talking to Trista, who was in the room with him.

"You're looking a lot better, Tris," He chuckled, "glowing...happier."

Trista chuckled. Her hair was growing out and she decided not to touch up her roots. She ran a hand through lustrous hair, wondering if he knew.

"You know, don't you?" She asked, unable to look at him.

Andy dropped what he was doing and went over to where she sat, kneeling in front of her.

"Does it look like I'm mad about it, Tris?" He asked, making her look at him with one hand on her chin and one on her still flat stomach, "this is something I've wanted for some time. I just never found the right person," he paused and decided to correct himself, "scratch that," Andy sighed, "I should have approached the right person a long time ago, but I didn't and I paid for it."

He stroked her stomach, completely awestruck. He was finally going to be a dad. And it was with someone he trusted and cared about. Now he just had to work on making things better. For Christmas, he got two things. One was something he wasn't giving her yet, which goaded her a bit. The other was a hand made (by him) cedar bassinet. New Years was spent at the pub with the teens and Zoe. And now, at Valentine's Day, Trista was just beginning to show.

Jody and Casey once again continued their mission on Tamara and Ben. More Tamara, than Ben to tell the truth. The woman hadn't even noticed that her sister was pregnant, much less with Andy's baby. It was the bloody twilight zone for the villagers. Ben blamed Andy for the Valentine that Jody sent. When Jody showed it to Trista, it made her almost choke on her laughter. Especially since she'd been with Andy when he opened the damn email. She didn't like it when Tamara came to confront Andy about the email.

"He never sent that, Tam," Trista spoke, popping oyster crackers like they were candy.

She loved the things and it settled her stomach, so she didn't mind it none.

"Oh, what do you know, Trista," Tamara snapped, "your head is shoved so far up the man's arse that you can't see shit!"

Trista looked crest-fallen at her sister's comment and stormed off, despite feeling sick.

"What the fuck is your problem, Tam?" Andy bellowed, grabbing his coat and his keys, "I hope I can find her. If she loses the baby just cause something crawled up your arse, you'll live to regret it."

Tamara stood frozen as Andy walked out, calling out for Trista who was long gone. It was a couple of days later before Tamara saw either her twin sister or Andy again. When she did, she found them once again at the pub. Andy took a tray from Trista and handed it off to Zoe. He kissed Trista, earning cheers from the pub's inhabitants. The kiss was tender and sweet, with a not so discreet hand to Trista's small bump. Jody and Casey watched as the distressed Tamara fled.