I do not own any rights to Gilmore Girls. All characters are the creation of Amy Sherman-Palladino.

Rory was nervous. She had butterflies and her hands felt a little clammy as she made her way to the door. Don't be nervous! What is wrong with you? It's just Tristan. She opened the door and he was leaning against the entryway. He was wearing jeans and a plain light blue t-shirt.

He smiled, "Hey"

"Hey," she moved aside so he could come in.

"So, this is a nice place. Is this where you live?" Tristan commented as he took a look around.

"No, my townhouse is just getting new flooring, so I'm staying here for a couple days. Grandma wants me to live here and that's why it's decorated how I want." Rory went to go sit on the couch so she wouldn't feel awkward just standing there watching him.

Tristan followed suit and sat down. "Why don't you just live here then?"

Rory rolled her eyes at him, "You know that's not who I am. I work hard for what I have."

"Still the same Mary, just older and way hotter." he leaned back on the couch and winked at her. Her cheeks flushed a deep red. The room went silent for a moment. I can't seem to control my flirting. Slow down, Dugrey. It's been 13 years since you've seen her. Don't chase her off.

"So...what do you want to order? There's a Chinese place that's really good or we can order pizza. Thai food or there's a sub shop that has amazing subs." Rory was rambling and Tristan just stared at her completely amused.

"You seem to know quite a few places that deliver, so I'm going to trust you and let you order whatever you're craving."

"Really? You'll eat whatever I order?" she looked skeptical. He nodded. She dialed a number and rattled off four different dishes into the phone. Gave the address and hung up.

He laughed, "Are you hungry? I've never seen anyone order that much food for two people."

"Who said I ordered any of that for you?" she turned to look him in the eyes, but he could see she was joking with him.

While they wait for the food, she explained to him what happened after he left for military school. About Paris and her slowly becoming friends, that she ended up at Yale instead of Harvard, Paris and her being roommates, and working at the Yale Daily News.

"Wow, I mean Paris and you becoming best friends. I never imagined." he shook his head in disbelief. He looked liked he wanted to ask her something else, but there was a knock on the door. Rory hopped up and walked quickly to open it.

"Foods here. It smells so good." she took a big whiff as she walked back to the couch with it. She opened the bag, put the containers on the coffee table, and sat back down. "Beef lo mein, pork egg rolls, chicken fried rice, and sweet and sour chicken."

She grabbed the lo mein and started to eat out of the container. Tristan stared at her because she ate like she hadn't eaten in days. She stopped eating and put the food down. She looked completely embarrassed.

"Oh my god. I'm sorry. I should get plates. I'm just used to sharing out of the containers." She made a move to get up, but he grabbed her arm.

"It's okay. I was just surprised. I've never seen you eat like that. Relax." Tristan picked up a pork egg roll and took a bite. "See? Totally fine."

Rory smiled and picked up the lo mein again. "Do you want to watch a movie? I have a few I keep over here."

Tristan looked like he actually gave it some thought before he answered. "No, I still haven't finished finding out about your life."

"What else do you want to know?"

"Well, you didn't tell me anything about the guys you dated." He put down the sweet and sour chicken and grinned at her.

Rory nearly choked on her noodles. She put them down and then took a large sip of her water. She coughed a couple times and Tristan looked concerned. "I'm okay. Just give me a second." She turned away from him to compose herself. Why does he want to know about my exes?

"You don't have to tell me. I'm being too curious for my own good."

Rory turned back to him. "No, I'll tell you, but you'll have to start talking about girls you dated. It's only fair."

He nodded in agreement, "Deal."

"So, there was Dean. We actually dated on and off 3 times. Your turn."

"Uh, okay. While in military school I didn't date. I went to college at the University of Pennsylvania. That's where I met Julie. We dated for a year."

"Why did you break up?"

He raised his eyebrow at her, "I didn't ask you why you dated the goon 3 times."

"Okay, after that I dated a guy named Jess. He reads a lot like me, but we have always been better off friends. He even wrote and published a book called The Subsect."

"After Julie, I didn't date for a while. Then, I met Lacey. That didn't last long, 5 months. She partied too much and I was really trying to keep my life on track." He picked up the fried rice and ate a bite.

She was chewing a bite of egg roll and was taking in what he was telling her. He is different than he was at Chilton. He grew up, mostly. "My last boyfriend was Logan Huntzberger. We dated for 3 years. He proposed to me when I graduated from Yale. I wasn't ready to settle down, so I told him no."

"Huntzberger? Mitchum Huntzberger's son? I thought you didn't like guys like that, Mary."

"I didn't like him at first, but during that time in my life, we just fit. I did love him."

"Sorry, I'm prying. Let's see, there was Isabelle. We dated for 2 years, but then she broke up with me because her career was more important than our relationship was." he looked at Rory, "I've kind of sworn off relationships since then."

"I understand that. I haven't had a serious relationship in a long time. I've gone on dates, but nothing solid." Rory looked like she was thinking hard about something. "Wait, UPenn? What did you get your degree in?"

"Law." he looked amused, "I'm a lawyer."

Rory looked at the time and realized she needed to get ready for a flight she had in the morning to London.

"I'm so happy that we got to catch up, but I'm going to have to kick you out now. I have a flight in the morning to London. I have to do an article on the conference the Prime Minister is having this week."

Tristan looked crushed, "It's fine. I'm glad we got to talk. We should keep in touch."

"Of course," she got her purse and pulled out her business card, "Here. It has my email."

He also pulled out his wallet and gave her his card. "Don't be a stranger, Mary."

She smiled, nodded, and walked him to the door. He turned around to hug her. She whispered, "It's Rory." in his ear. He whispered right back, "I know." and it sent a shiver down her spine. She pulled back and nervously tucked her hair behind her ears.

"Well, see you later."

"Have a good flight." he said as he walked out the door.

She shut the door and let out a breath she hadn't realized she had been holding. What was she getting herself into?

I tried to write a nice long chapter for you this time.