AN: Hey everyone thanks for all the feedback! I haven't been getting as many reviews as I did for Three Cheers and I'll admit it's got me bummed but thank you to everyone who has been reviewing it really inspires my writing. There are questions as to what's going on and where I'm going with this but I don't really think I can answer that because I'd rather the story tell itself than me tell the story. It may feel like it's going slow, but it's because I'm trying to catch everyone up on the past two years of their lives. Well here goes the next chapter!

I don't own Gilmore girls.

"Can you describe him to me?" The officer asked in a bit of a condescending tone.

"How hard will it be to find a loud obnoxious Australian man who's half drunk 90% of the time all of the time?" Lexy asked annoyed at the overweight officer and his writing pad.

"What she means to say," Logan jumped in with a glare sent to Lexy, "He's kind of hard to miss."

"Which is why he's been gone for 3 days now and you've only contacted us now?" remarked the officer's partner.

"Well… he's been known to go missing at times; we thought it was just one of his… absences?" Stephanie replied innocently. The police officers frowned at the group of college students.

"Look, can something be done?" Colin asked irritated, not helping the situation. Just as the officers were about to reply, Stephanie's cell phone singing 'Pretty Fly for a White Guy' by Offspring. Recognizing the personal ring tone, Stephanie answered quickly.

"Finn?!" she yelled. "Finn?" the other three echoed. "Finn," the officers grumbled through gritted teeth before shaking their heads and leaving the apartment, feeling they had wasted time from their precious duties as campus patrol.

"Finn!" Finn replied through the phone loud enough for everyone to here. Shaking her head along with the rest of the group, Stephanie put Finn on speaker while taking a seat soon followed by Logan, Lexy, and Colin.

"Where the fuck have you been!?" Lexy yelled angrily trough the phone.

"In your dreams doll," Finn replied as he sifted his way through Rory's drawers while she was at class, peeking over his shoulder to assure Tristan wouldn't be coming in anytime soon.

"Finn, seriously," Logan scolded. "You took off without so much as a word and your phone has sent all 53 of our calls straight to voice mail."

"Logan mate! You miss me?" Finn replied with a grin.

"Answer the question Finn," Steph commanded.

"Well don't get your grundies in a twist love. I just took a little trip, visiting some old friends," he replied vaguely.

"What friends?" Colin asked, although he had a clue and wasn't sure Logan would take it well.

"I wonder if she'd notice these were missing," Finn asked himself holding up a lacy piece of lingerie that belonged to Rory.

"Finn!" Lexy pressed.

"I knew you'd scream my name one day love," Finn said.

"Finn!" Logan repeated frustrated.

"Sorry mate, I'd have to say that fantasy was not one on my top 10."

"Finn!" the four yelled in unison.

Just as Finn was about to answer, a voice from behind him mimicked the phone conversation. "Finn!" Tristan yelled, "What are you doing in Rory's room?!"

"Ay mates that's my queue to leave! See you in two days!" Finn yelled before the line went dead, leaving four stunned faces listening to silence.

"Did he just say…" Lexy started.

"Rory," Colin replied noticing Logan flinch.

"And was that…" Lexy attempted again.

"Tristan," Stephanie replied.

Logan frowned, a mix of emotions tossing in him although he barely let it reach his face. It had been a while since he heard about either of them, mainly because he diverted his attention to his latest conquest every time any mention of them was brought up. Hearing about Tristan still staying with Rory caused a familiar pang of jealousy; he didn't know if their relationship had changed since the breakup. He missed Rory, though he would never admit it, and it pained him to think that she was off at Boston continuing her life as if nothing ever happened, and here he was changed forever. He was terribly mistaken.

It pained Stephanie also to hear the mention of Rory, and it actually brought a pang of jealousy to know that Finn was seeing his old best friend, and a slight offense that he hadn't mentioned it nor invited her. She missed Rory, and she missed Tristan too, all she wanted was to hear from them.

Colin too sat wondering what this other bump in the road would bring once again to the group, as if things weren't bad enough. Rory was his friend, he cared for her like an older brother and he missed her. He would never speak those words though, because Colin McRae wasn't supposed to care. "Now what?" he asked in apprehension.

Lexy gauged Logan's reaction. For a second he looked vulnerable, but his walls quickly built back up as Colin brought him out of his daze. "Nothing, we know where Finn is now. Problem solved," Logan replied getting up and grabbing his coat.

"Where are you going?" Stephanie asked.

"Pub," he replied before walking out and slamming the door behind him.

Stephanie and Colin exchanged an uneasy glance but Lexy got up and went right after him.

Logan just wanted to get away; he didn't want to deal with that shit anymore. As far as he was concerned Rory never existed, and he was fine feeding himself that lie.

"Logan!" Lexy called after him, jogging to his side and walking in pace with him.

"What?" he asked blankly, not looking her in the eyes. He hated looking into her eyes, they were the brightest blue. Like Rory's.

"Can you talk to me please?" she asked grabbing his arm and pulling him to a halt.

"Sure, I like your top," he said pointing to her Mayday Parade T-shirt she had cut up and made into a dress.

Lexy frowned. "You know that's not what I'm talking about Logan."

Logan averted her eyes. "There's nothing to talking about. Finn's fine, he's visiting some 'old friends' like he said. Good riddance."

Lexy took Logan's chin and forced him to look at her. It pained it him to stare into her familiar baby blues. "When are you going to stop this act Logan?"

Logan frowned. "When are you going to realize it's not an act Lexy? This is me, deal with it."

"You still love her," she stated, "At least own up to that fact that you made a mistake and you still love her." Logan's eyes darkened with anger.

"What mistake did I make exactly?" Logan asked through gritted teeth and moving out of her grasp.

"You cheated on her Logan," Lexy replied not beating around the bush.

Logan snapped. "She fucking broke up with me! We were done!" he yelled back catching the attention of several passerby's. "You don't know shit Lexy!" he finished before storming off.

Lexy stood wondering how things had twisted around in their world again, remembering who had started this all. "Finn," she sighed.

As Finn quickly ended the call, he found himself in a compromising position. There he stood in Rory's closet, hovering over her underwear drawer, with a couple items currently thrown on for god knows what reason.

"Finn!" Tristan repeated himself entering her closet, "Oh my God," he said shocked. There was Finn indeed hovering over Rory's drawer but what seriously disturbed Tristan was the fact that Finn had taken it upon himself to put on one of Rory's red lacy bras with a matching thong over his clothes. He noted that the thong looked very close to snapping around Finn's wide hips before realizing that he also had one of Rory's scarves through haphazardly around his shoulders and her favorite Yves Saint Laurent purse tucked under his arm.

"Mate I can explain!" Finn said throwing his hands up in the air revealing he had on several large stoned rings.

Tristan motioned with his hand for him to go ahead with a suspecting eyebrow raised.

"You see mate, Austin and Matt had some of her stuff when they went away to Zuberg… so I only thought it was fair I should get some stuff too," Finn stated inching his way towards the door.

"And so… I know the best way to remember Rory is through her great assets," he said motioning to the bra and thong he had on. That was the wrong thing to say because Tristan's questioning look turned into a glare.

"Finn," he practically growled.

"Yes mate?" he asked with a sheepish smile.

"Run," Tristan simply stated before giving Finn a 2 second start before going after him, with the soul purpose to get Rory's stuff back and maybe smack him around a little.

"Ay!" Finn yelled and Tristan quickly caught up to him as her made his way into the living room.

"Mate, it doesn't have to be this way! She won't notice these are missing!" he yelling dodging Tristan as he grabbed for him over the couch.

"You're insane!" Tristan yelled trying to make his way behind the couch only to have Finn run to the other side.

"Don't be so possessive mate! There's plenty of her to share!" Finn yelled. The change in Tristan's expression caused him to become frightened. Tristan lunged toward Finn bringing them both to a group in a position that they failed to realize was extremely homosexual. With Finn, pinned to the ground Tristan began to strip him of Rory's bra he was sporting. Just as he was doing so the front door opened revealing a wide eyed Rory. The two quickly jumped apart.

Rory heard the raucous on the other side of the door but disregarded assuming Finn was watching a cartoon. Making sure her stolid face was in place, she unlocked the door to find a sight she was not at all prepared for as the surprise reached her face. There before her, was Finn wearing her items and accessories, straddled by Tristan who was angrily unhooking Finn's bra.

As the two quickly jumped apart Rory could help herself and for the first time in two years, Rory actually laughed. It wasn't a chuckle either; it was a down-on-the-floor-gasping-for-air-crying kind of laugh.

Tristan watched her expression of surprise suddenly change as a strange unfamiliar noise escaped her lips. Tilting his head in confusing, Tristan's mind registered the long lost sound as her laughing. Without hesitation he smiled… his best friend was actually happy.

Rory gasped for air managing to get out the words, "Sorry I should go, I think I interrupted something," she cackled. Finn saw Tristan's smile and smiled with him. He couldn't help it, the sound of her long lost happiness was contagious.

"Or you can join love," Finn suggested wiggling his eye brows.

"Ew Finn that actually implies we were doing something," Tristan said with a disgusted look. Rory, who was actually gaining her composure, lost it once more. She clutched onto the kitchen breakfast counter for support.

After a few minutes, she finally contained herself, wiping the tears from her eyes to see Tristan and Finn staring at her with smiles. Her face went blank, she had let herself go unintentionally and now she was stuck, she knew this could lead to them forcing her to talk, like really talk.

Finn, sensing Tristan's desire for privacy with Rory, made a lame excuse about visiting his mates downstairs before leaving the apartment. Rory and Tristan were left staring at each other.

Tristan approached Rory cautiously, as if trying not to startle her. Rory realized what he was trying to do and stiffened, ready to avoid his gaze, his smile, his touch.

"Rory," he said in a pained voice. "Please," he practically begged, his eyes watering at the fear of losing her. It wasn't fair. She couldn't just laugh like that, and be herself like that and then just run pretending it didn't happen.

Tristan finally reached her at his painfully slow pace trapping her at the breakfast counter between his arms. She looked down but Tristan immediately placed a finger on her chin, bringing her eyes up to meet his swimming ones.

It was when she saw the pleading, the pain in his eyes that she knew that avoiding him was out of the question. She needed him and for the first time she realized that maybe he needed her too. As his thumb brushed invisible tears from her face he spoke again, desperate not to lose her. "I miss you Pinky," he whispered.

That was all it took for all of Rory's walls to come crashing down and the flood of emotion come through. "Oh Tristan, I'm so sorry," her voice coming out cracked as she immediately wrapped her arms around his waist in a tight embrace.

Tristan blinked not believing what was happening before quickly returning the embrace tightly, smelling her hair and kissing the top of her head repeatedly mumbling the words, "You're okay now Rory. You're okay."

Rory continued to sob as Tristan led her to the couch where he pulled her into his lap, cradling her while stroking her comfortingly and kissing her face. "I love you," he whispered into her hair.

She mumbled something back in coherently but he shushed her. "You don't have to say anything Rory. There's plenty of time for that. Tonight, just feel again."

Images of high school passed in her mind, the last sights of Logan, of Stephanie, of Colin. Images of Tristan trying to reach out to her, angered and concerned faces of Austin and Matt, flashes of a time when things weren't so different. As the fleeting images replayed in her mind she knew she was indeed feeling again, she was back.

AN: I think people need to understand that this is a major breakthrough, it may have come quickly and seemingly easy but this is a big deal! Haha before this Rory was just kind of... there. You may all wonder why it happend so early ... its because I can't stand writing emo Rory and I'm sure it may get annoying reading it too! Tis all!

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