The Beginning of a Beginning?

By babydrag0nfly

Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls, and I certainly don't own Tristan, but a girl can dream can't she?

A/N: back from can cun…kind of a crappy trip, but here's a new chapter :) enjoy!

Chapter 11

:I Think It's Time for Change:

Next stop, nowhere really. Tristan and Rory were just driving in the general direction of West.

"Where are we?" Rory asked uncertainly.

"No idea," Tristan answered not the least bit fazed.

"Shouldn't you get an idea?" Rory asked. She was getting a little nervous about being lost in the middle of, well, nowhere. All she could see around her was vegetation. No houses, no buildings, no gas stations. Just NOTHING!

"Relax, Mary," Tristan smirked.

Rory gaped in realization. "This is all a ploy isn't it. It's part of your plan to make me more carefree. Well, let me tell you, it isn't working! I'm one step away from hyperventilating, and I don't think you want to see me like that. It's quite frightening, not to mention I have to start telling myself how to BREATHE!" Rory exclaimed all in one breath as her voice got higher and higher.

Tristan winced. "Okay, calm down, Rory. I do know where we are. Don't worry."

"LIAR!" Rory yelled. "You don't know where we are. Admit it!"

"No I do. We're somewhere between the east coast and the west coast and we're heading west," Tristan pointed to the compass built into his car.

"THAT'S NOT GOOD ENOUGH, TRISTAN DUGREY!" Rory was frantically waving her hands around in a crazy manner.

Tristan laughed. "You are so amusing!"

"THIS IS NOT A LAUGHING MATTER!" Rory was beyond frustrated.

"Really, Mare. You have nothing to worry about. My car has a GPS (Global Positioning System)," Tristan revealed.

Rory stopped flailing her arms to stare at Tristan's smiling face.

"YOU HAVE A GPS AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH TROUBLE I WENT THROUGH TO GET ALL THOSE STUPID MAPS!"

"Hey, I never told you to get any maps. You did that all on your own," Tristan pointed out. "And anyway, it couldn't have been that much trouble since you can get every map in the world at any local grocery store."

"That's not the point," Rory glared. "You could have at least told me." Rory turned away from Tristan to look out the window in the pretense that she was no longer speaking to him for his horrid actions against her.

Tristan sighed. Great! I had to go and mess everything up, he thought.

"Rory, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you like that. I really just want you to have fun and be carefree. It's summer! Relax a little," Tristan apologized.

Rory let her shoulders slump. Then she turned back towards him. "Apology accepted, but no more of this 'let's lie to Rory' stuff," She replied, still a little sore at his little game.

"Alright, no more lies, but you have to promise that you'll try to let loose a little more on this trip, please," Tristan compromised.

"Fine," Rory conceded. "I'll have you know that I'm not entirely uptight. I'm ready to have some fun, especially since my Mom made me bring a bikini instead of a one-piece," Rory winked. "Just find me a pool or a beach."

Tristan looked at Rory to see a smirk, copied from the master himself, plastered on her face. He shook his head. Rory was such a silly girl, and that was what he loved about her. Tristan flashed his own smirk and said, "Don't worry, I'll find you that pool in no time flat, and sure enough, as they emerged from the foliage, there was a hotel with a pool. It wasn't a five star hotel or anything, but it also wasn't some run down, one-night-stand motel either.

Rory narrowed her eyes. "I can't believe there's a hotel here in practically the middle of nowhere."

"Well you know me, I just called some people and had one built right here just for us," Tristan said.

Rory burst out laughing. "You can't be serious!"

"No. I'm not serious, but my family and I used to come here a lot. It's a nice place to go to get away from everything. Sometimes, the high society gets stuffy, and we need a little air, if you know what I mean," Tristan explained.

"What state are we in, anyway?" Rory questioned.

"We're in the state of Indiana," Tristan announced.

"Cool!" Rory exclaimed. "So, is there anything to visit here? Monuments? Important buildings? Museums?"

"Actually, not really. My point for coming here was just to sit back and relax. We can go on some trails and hang out by the pool," Tristan explained.

Rory was a little deflated, but she didn't let that show. She realized that vacation didn't have to revolve around seeing historical things. She also didn't want to disappoint Tristan. "Okay. The first think I'm going to do is change into my swim suit since it's so darn hot out here and jump in the pool. Care to join me?"

"Sure," Tristan smiled as he pulled in front of the lobby to check into the hotel.

They entered the air-conditioned lobby together, and Tristan approached the counter with Rory by his side.

"Ah, Mr. DuGrey. How are you today?" The man at the counter greeted, apparently recognizing Tristan.

"I'm fine, George. How are you?" Tristan pleasantly greeted back like they were old friends.

"I'm great. Can I help you with anything?" George got down to business.

"Yes, we'd like a room. Actually," Tristan turned to Rory, "Do you want your own room? Or would it be okay if we shared?"

Rory looked at Tristan. She didn't want to make him pay for an extra room just for her, even if he had the money to spare, so she said, "We can share. It's fine with me."

Then, she added, "As long as there are two beds."

"Of course, Mary. What kind of a person do you take me for?" Tristan laughed. "So one room it is, George," Tristan told the man.

"Alright, then. Your room number is 751. It's on the 7th floor. Here are your keys. I hope your stay is wonderful, Mr. DuGrey and Miss…"

"Gilmore," Tristan supplied.

"Miss Gilmore," The man smiled.

With that, the two made their way to the elevator with all their things.

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"I'M READY!" Rory popped out of the bathroom in her new bikini and a sarong around her waist.

She wore a cute blue bikini that wasn't all string, but close. The straps were a little thicker. It was halter-top style with a deep v-neck, leaving her back open. Her bikini bottoms sported a stylish belt. Her porcelain skin contrasted with the deep blue color, but it brought out her cerulean eyes, and her sarong matched perfectly. Tristan couldn't help but stare.

Rory bounced around excitedly as Tristan reminded himself to close his mouth and make an effort to say something.

"Wow, Rory!" Tristan exclaimed. "I'm really liking this carefree side of you."

Rory just beamed and grabbed his hand to drag him out the door and into the elevator.

And the happy couple is headed to the pool. What awaits them there, you'll just have to find out in the next chapter. Evil grin. Actually I don't know if anything will really happen yet…I only decide what happens when I sit down to write lol

I hope you enjoyed this chapter after I've been gone for over a month…I give you the right to kill me now for being so neglectful, however, I'll be gone another month in UCSD so hopefully I'll be able to update again before I leave! I hope u liked the trory action :)

This chapter's title is from "Stories" by Trapt.

Reviews are greatly appreciated! I love you guys!

Babydrag0nfly