I walked into the house and saw my sixteen-year-old daughter sitting on our couch kissing someone other then Dean. I cleared my throat and Rory jumped away from his lips.
"Rory you have some explaining to do."
"Mom what are you doing home so soon?" The blonde stood up and wiped his mouth and ran his hand threw his hair.
"I have a date with Max if you must know."
"Mr. Medina."
"Who are you, and why were your lips on my daughters?"
"Mom." Coming home was so worth it seeing how red Rory's face was. "This is Tristan DuGrey and we're kind of dating." She's dating him and not Dean. I grabbed his arm and walked us both of to the door and closed it after I threw him out. "Why did you just do that for?"
"We need to have one of those mother daughter talks about the choice about boyfriends." We both sat down and I looked at her. "What happen to Dean?"
"Made a list and decided to go with Tristan instead of Dean."
"So he had more pros then Dean." She shook her head.
"No Dean won by a mile on the list part." Ok now she really has to explain this to me. "Dean is a safe choice mom. I think I need something different right now." This was going to end badly for her.
"You are just going to end up hurt Rory."
"Mom I made up my mind and I am going to stick with Tristan. If I get hurt that is just something that I will have to learn from it." She was right like all the other times we have these kinds of talks.
Here we are sitting in the living room watching sports movies. Last time I let Tristan pick out the theme for movie night.
"What is your problem?" Rory and I both looked over at Tristan who had just paused the movie.
"Sports movies suck." Crap, she beat me to it.
"Caddyshack is one of the greatest movies ever made." We looked at each other and started throwing popcorn at him. "That's it." He took a handful of gummy bears and threw them at us. After a rough start watching Tristan around my daughter, he has started to grow on me.
Sitting here on the couch looking at Rory who was nervous was a little scary. She wouldn't look at me in my eyes.
"Rory what's wrong?" She took a deep breath and looked up at me.
"Tristan and I… Yesterday at his house…. We … Um…" I closed my eyes knowing what would be coming next if she could spit it out. "We had sex." She finally said it. I saw this coming but not after only a few months dating.
"Are you crazy Rory? He just got what he wanted from you."
"Mom." She head tears in her eyes.
"No why him Rory you've only been dating for a few months now. You and Dean."
"This has nothing to do with Dean mom. I really like Tristan and he likes me and we done it yesterday and there is nothing that you can say or do to change it." Watching your daughter stomping to her room crying was hard to witness.
She left that night and didn't come home for the rest of the week. I talked to Lane and she said that Mrs. Kim kicked out Rory for having Tristan over. She was knowing staying with him. She came home with blonde streaks in her hair.
"Mom we need to talk about everything." I nodded and we sat down on the couch. "I'm not going to break up with Tristan, I'm not the same little girl who was scared to kiss a boy. Being with Tristan has been great. He makes me happy and I hope that is the only thing that you care about."
"I know Rory that he makes you happy. I'm sorry I overreacted. When your daughter tells you that she had sex it makes a mother worry."
"We have been safe everytime mom."
"Everytime, how many times are we talking about here?"
"I don't know."
"To many to keep count of?"
"No god mom it's only been a few times." Closing my eyes, I could see Rory as a little girl with pigtails. I opened my eyes and saw the blonde streaks in her hair and right at that moment I new that I needed to change the image of Rory in my head.
"Alright. I'm not saying that I'm all right with this, but I trust you to do the right thing here Rory. I'm going to make you a doctor appointment just to make doubly sure" She nodded and looked a little more relaxed. I walked over and wrapped my arms around her. "I do like your hair."
"I do too. I can't wait for Emily's reaction tomorrow." We both laughed. "Movie night with a lot of really sad movies?"
"Tristan didn't let you watch any girly movies?"
"No just more of his dumb movies." We linked arms and walked out of the house.
The door slammed Rory was home way to early, not that I'm going to complain about it. She walked straight into her room and closed the door. I walked over and pressed my ear up to the door and heard her crying. Opening the door she was curled up into a ball on her bed sobbing. I walked over and sat down and she didn't even move.
"You were right mom. You were right about him."
"Honey." I put my hand on her shoulder and she turned over and hugged me.
Going from the sadist day in Rory's life to what was now. Seeing her face when she opened up the letter from Harvard and getting in. She needed this to distract her from thinking about him all the time. When she even hugged Dean, I got my hopes up of them two kids working everything out and getting back together. That night we spent all night watching movies just like the old days.
"So are you ready?" I looked up from my plate and saw Rory was looking outside. Looking over myself I saw the black car and the blonde wearing shades leaning up aginst it. "Are you going to go talk to him?"
"Why should I?" She looked away and I saw the tears in her eyes. "He was the one who cheated on me."
"He drove here for a reason, I think you should go talk to him."
"If I look in here you come and rescue me."
"Yes sir." She got up and walked outside.
I watched there body movements and saw that he started to raise his voice. I went to get up and go knock that boy out when Luke pushed me back down into my seat.
"Let her work this out Lorelai." He was right I needed to start to let her go, and this was the first step to it. I looked back out and saw that he was wiping her cheek and kept his hand their. He leaned down and kissed her and I knew that if Rory was willing to take him back then he might be the one for her.
It seemed like yesterday I was holding Rory in my arms at the hospital. Today twenty-three years later I'm back in the hospital holding my grandson in my arms. He looks like them both a perfect mixture of both Rory and Tristan. When she came home and told me that she was pregnant, I was happy knowing that there wouldn't be a cooler grandmother then me this kid was so lucky.
Thanks for the reviews for the last chapter. Next chapter will be from Tristan's POV. Once again thanks to everyone who read and reivewed the last chapter.