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

Tristan woke up and felt completely rested, even though the clock said 5am. He hadn't slept like that in a long time. He rolled over and Rory was still sleeping. She was on her side and facing him. Her hair was everywhere and she looked so peaceful. He reached his hand over to brush her hair back behind her ear. He let his hand linger on her cheek ever so slightly, so she wouldn't wake.

You are so beautiful, even when you sleep.

He started to pull his hand away when she brought her hand up to stop him. She gently pulled his hand back.

"You are supposed to cuddle. Where are you going?" she whispered with one eye open.

"Nowhere. Why are we whispering?" he replied while scooting over to pull her into his arms.

"It's too early to speak at normal volume," she responded before closing her eyes again. She snuggled into his chest and sighed quietly.

He smiled and kissed the top of her head before closing his eyes. They slept for a couple more hours wrapped in each other's arms.

He woke up to the smell of coffee. She still had her head on his chest, but she seemed to be waking up as well.

"I smell coffee."

She looked up at him, "I have it set on a timer. It brews at 7am every day."

She made a move to get up and he wrapped his arms around her so she couldn't. They were face to face now.

"No, stay in bed. It's Saturday." Plus, I feel like this is just a dream and if you leave the bed, it will end.

"Tristan, you are getting in between a Gilmore girl and her coffee. Do you feel that is wise?"

"Well, no I don't, but I like this. Just laying here with you."

She looked him in the eyes, "If I promise to come straight back to bed after getting coffee. Will you release me?"

"I mean, a deal ca…" he started to reply, but she pressed her lips against his and he forgot what he was saying. He released her only so he could put his hands on either side of her face and deepen the kiss. She moaned a little and then she smiled before inching away from him and off the bed. "You tricked me and I liked it. Are you coming back?"

"We'll see."

He laid in the bed and waited for her return. After 10 minutes, he thought she wasn't coming back and he was going to get up to go find her. Tristan sat up and then she finally appeared in the doorway. She was carrying a tray with a plate and two coffee cups. He took the tray from her, so she could sit back on the bed.

"All I have for breakfast food is pop tarts or toast and jam."

"I like toast and jam." he replied as he picked a piece of toast up, took a bite, and then drank some of his coffee.

"Good." she sipped her coffee before grabbing a pop tart from the plate. They sat on the bed, ate, and drank their coffee silently. There was a new tension in the room.

"So...Rory, what does all this mean for us?"

"You called me Rory."

"Yes, I did because I'm being completely serious right now. I want to know what this is." He had a pleading look on his face.

"I like you. I mean, I liked you when we were teenagers, but we were young. There were so many other things going on. I don't know what this is. What do you want it to be? What do I want it to be?" She was babbling a mile a minute.

He smiled, "I want you. I want us."

"I want us, too."

He leaned over and kissed her. "Do you know how many years I've dreamed you would say that to me? Ever since the day I left you in that hallway when my dad took me away from Chilton."

"Really? You dated other girls, though. You liked them from what I could tell from our conversations."

"I did like them, even loved a couple of them, but you...you were always here." he gently put her hand over his heart.

"Tristan...you are such a sap." she smiled shyly.

"Don't tell anyone. It'll ruin my reputation." he winked at her.

"I don't make any promises, but my silence can be bought."

He feigned a surprised face, "Oh, really?"

"Mm-hmm. Coffee, food, kisses, books, movies, music, and a few other things."

"Well, then I better start today. Mary, will you go out on a date with me?"

"Yes, I'd like that. Not today though, my mom, Paris, and Lane are coming over." All of a sudden she looked panicked, "What time is it?!"

"It's 8:30."

"You have to go. They can't see that you stayed over here when I haven't even told them much, except that we're friends again."

"We're adults. They're adults. It'll be okay."

She stared at him like he was speaking a foreign language. He could feel her panic even more and so he got up to grab his clothes and change.

"How long do I have?" he asked while he was throwing his shirt on over his undershirt.

"They said they would be here at 9:00."

He finished changing and she walked him downstairs.

"So, tomorrow for our date?"

She leaned in to kiss him. "Yeah, that sounds nice. Text me about the time and everything later. They're all staying the night over here for a girls' night."

She went to open the door for him without realizing there was a lot of chatter outside the door. As soon as she opened the door, all 3 women were staring at her and Tristan with extremely surprised expressions on their faces and were completely silent.

"Paris, Lane, Ms. Gilmore."

"It's Mrs. Danes," Lorelai retorted and then looked from him to her daughter, "Are we interrupting something?"

"No, Tristan was just leaving," Rory replied and looked at him apologetically.

"Yeah, I'm going to go. Excuse me." He tried to squeeze through Paris and Lane.

Paris was giving him her evil Paris stare and Lane just looked excited about the whole situation. He practically ran to his car when he got away from them. Those women were no joke.

Rory ushered her mom and two best friends in.

"You have some explaining to do, missy," Lorelai said as she came in last and she was smirking at Rory.

"Everyone in the living room. Coffee is in the kitchen." Rory replied as she shut the door. She let out a big sigh as she prepared herself mentally for all the questions she was about to get asked.