Disclaimer: Gilmore Girls isn't mine, I tell you! Please don't stone me for making Rory sleep with Dean! It's not my fault! AHHHHHH!!!

A/N: Hallo! Okay, I've been getting some reviews asking about why Rory would run off with Tristan. Keep in mind that after she and her mother got in a fight, she escaped to her grandparent's house without a word to Lorelai. And, the reason the first two had so many quotes from the show was because it was still during the episode... this is the aftermath so no more quotes. The rest of the story is straight out of my demented head!!! Enjoy!

Thanx: To my beta, Katherine (rosie4299) I LOVE YA, GIRL!!! Y'all seriously need to read her stuff, it's wicked awesome!!! And of course to my reviewers. Without you I could not write. Many kisses to you all!

Rating: PG-13 (Remember, it will go up!!!)

Chapter 3: No More Britney Spears!

Rory began to pilfer through Tristan's CD's and was shocked to find how horrible his taste in music was. When she saw that he had a Britney Spears CD, Rory knew he was probably a lost cause.

"Oh my God!"

"What?" Tristan asked her.

"Your music is awful! Don't you have The Cure, or Clash, or Metallica?"

"Uh, no."

"Oh my God! And yet you have Britney Spears! Oh my God!"

"We have to go to the mall, and you are going to get all the CD's I tell you that you have to have. Then we're going to go somewhere, and burn the rest of them!"

"Hey, I happen to like my CDs!"

Rory sighed, "That's precisely the problem! If Lane saw this, she'd probably go into a coma!"

"Lane?"

"Oh, that's my best friend. She lives in Stars Hollow."

Tristan was about to say that he thought her mother was her best friend, but caught himself just before. Her mind was finally off of her mother, even though she was now making fun of his music, at least she wasn't crying or screaming anymore. He hated seeing girls cry. Tristan decided going to the mall would actually be a good idea, though, so he drove to Hartford.

"Tristan, where are we going?"

"Well, apparently I have the worst taste in music you've ever seen, so we're going to go to the mall. Plus, you'll need some clothes because I don't think mine will fit you."

"Oh, okay," Rory said and began flipping through his CDs again.

"You don't have a single Madonna CD! Oh my God!"

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Tristan pulled into a parking spot and they got out of the car and hurried into the mall. They received strange looks from the people in the store since they were still in their formals, but they didn't really care. The first stop they made was to The Gap to find Rory some clothes. She only needed a couple of shirts, some jeans, and a pair of tennis shoes, anyway. She insisted that she'd pay him back, but he said not to worry about it.

Tristan was hoping Rory would model her clothes for him, but being slightly shy, and a total Mary, she stayed in the dressing room. He was more than happy to get her the low-rise jeans, though. Tristan had only seen Rory out of her Chilton uniform once, and that was at the dance. He was definitely looking forward to seeing what she had under the plaid.

They left the store quickly and headed to a CD store that specialized in older music. Rory began rattling off names and bands, and before he knew it he had about fifteen CDs piled up. They were fairly cheap, though, since they were older.

"I'm hungry," Rory said to Tristan. "And I need coffee."

"Ah, of course. Why don't we stop at the food court and have breakfast," he said, and then glanced at his watch. "It's only 9 o'clock."

"That's right," Rory said with a yawn. "We've been up since 5:30. Wow, that's the earliest I've ever woken up in my entire life."

Tristan stared at her, like she was an alien. "You have got to be kidding me!"

"Nope, we're not big on waking up early at my house. On Christmas morning, we usually don't get presents unwrapped until ten."

"I can't believe that. Even when you were little?!"

"Yeah. Huh, I never realized how weird that was until now."

Tristan laughed and pulled her towards the food court. They sat down and began eating and eating and eating. Tristan was shocked at how much this girl could consume! He was even starting to get full, and she was busy pouring herself a cup of coffee. She downed that in about five minutes and then threw it away. Tristan had an idea and grinned while dragging Rory towards a store. He saw her cheeks already turning about four shades of pink when she saw what store it was. The awful part of it was that she knew she needed the items that were found in there.

"Come on Mary, you will need some clean undergarments," Tristan said with a smirk, while pulling her into Victoria Secret.

"B-but you're here," Rory said as her face turned an even deeper shade of pink.

Tristan loved it when she blushed, but decided to take pity on her. "If you want, I'll leave and then come back in a few minutes. Unless you want me to stay."

Rory rolled her eyes. "Give me 15 minutes."

"Then I bid you adieu and I'll see you then."

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Tristan returned to the store after wondering around the mall. He had a bag behind his back, and he looked over to find Rory sitting on a bench with her pink and white Victoria Secret bag in her hand. Tristan grinned and strolled over to her.

"Hey, are you ready to go?" she asked him.

"Yeah, but first, I got you something."

"What? Tristan, you've bought me so much already," Rory started to protest.

He put a finger to her lips and she quickly shut her mouth. She decided that it was okay because he was wealthy, after all, and so he could buy anything and everything he wanted. It wasn't often she got to be pampered, and it was obvious that he wanted to do it. Her eyes widened when he pulled out a beautiful silver necklace with a blue sapphire dangling from it.

"Oh, it's beautiful. Thank you, Tristan."

She turned around and he slipped it onto her slender neck and closed the clasp. She could feel his hands against her neck and she let out an involuntary shiver. Tristan trailed his hands down her spine a little and then rested his hands on her waist. Turning her around he watched the sparkling gem shine against her creamy white skin. He knew the second he saw the necklace that it was the color of her eyes. He was right, and it made her eyes look even bluer, if that was possible.

"You're welcome," he whispered.

Then, he leaned forward and kissed her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and meshed his lips against hers. They pulled away far too soon in Rory's opinion, but then he wrapped his arms all the way around her and just held her for a second. This was definitely a side of Tristan she had never seen.

"So, we should probably go," Rory said, faintly.

"Yeah, probably."

They looked into each other's eyes and Rory got on her tip toes and brushed her lips against Tristan's, lightly. He got the message and took her hand in his and they left the mall. Back in his car, Rory flipped through his new CDs and found Weezer and popped it into the CD player.

"Now this is good music!" she said with a laugh.

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With only a couple more stops to get some toiletries for Rory, they arrived at the DuGrey mansion. Tristan and Rory got out of the car and carried all of Rory's new stuff into his house. There were a couple of maids bustling through the house, and Rory immediately felt like she was in her grandmother's house. Fancy things everywhere, and definitely not kid-friendly.

"Your parents won't mind me staying here, will they?"

"Oh, they probably won't even know that you're even here. My dad's out of town on "business," Tristan said using air quotes around business. "And my mother is oblivious to her surroundings."

Rory gave him a weak smile, and he grabbed the bags she was holding and took her upstairs. He opened a door and she knew in an instant that it was his room. It was the only part of the house that looked remotely like something she'd find in her own. There was clutter around his desk. Pictures of him with some of his friends. And there was even a bookshelf full of books. That definitely got her attention and she ran over towards it.

Tristan grinned as he watched her eyes light up as she searched through his books, looking for any that she wanted to read. She quickly found "Bless Me, Ultima" and pulled it out and began reading it.

"Okay, I guess since you're busy reading. I'll take a shower, first," he said, feeling as though he was talking to a wall.

"Yeah, sure."

Tristan grabbed some things walked into the bathroom that was joined to his bedroom. He quickly undressed and climbed into the shower. As soaped down, he thought about Rory sitting on the other side of the door. He didn't even think she heard that he was going to be in the shower. Tristan loved how wrapped up she got in her books. It was one of the things that intrigued him about her. He really wanted to know her story, the whole story about her. There were lots of rumors about her parents going around, and he wanted to know the truth. He decided that would take time, though.

Getting out of the shower, he dried off and wrapped a towel around his waist. Smirking to himself, he wondered how Rory would react to his half naked body. He opened the door and walked into his bedroom and walked right past Rory, who was still engrossed in the book.

"Hey, earth to Rory!"

"What?" Rory said, looking up.

Almost immediately, she looked back down. Tristan was in a towel standing in front of her! Water was still dripping down his chest. His muscular chest. No! No thinking about his muscular chest. And abs. Rory bit her lip and looked away from him as much as he could. Tristan had no idea she was this shy, but he knew that she needed to get over this.

"Rory," he called as he slowly moved closer to her.

"Yeah."

"Look at me, or am I that terrible of a sight?"

"Tristan!" Rory exclaimed while rolling her eyes. "I'm sure that's the problem!"

"Well if not, then what is it?"

"You're practically naked, and I'm not really comfortable with you in a towel."

"Well Mary. Why didn't you say so," Tristan said, and then dropped the towel.

Rory glanced over at him and her mouth dropped. She had never seen a naked man before... EVER! And here was Tristan DuGrey, standing in front of her in all his naked glory! Her eyes could not move from his form. Tristan started to laugh as he saw her shocked look.

"Stunned, Rory. Yeah, I've been known to have that effect."

Rory finally shifted her eyes from his body and stood up in a huff. Her face was not just pink, it was tomato red now! She ran into the bathroom and shut the door. Tristan thought she was upset with him, but then he heard the shower starting. He decided to be nice and get dressed. He did notice, however, that Rory had left all her clothes in his bedroom, which meant he'd get to see her come out in a towel! Oh, life was good.

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Rory stepped out of the shower feeling very refreshed. The past few hours had really taken a toll on her, and it felt good to wash that all away. She glanced at a mirror, and looked at her body for a moment. She wondered what Tristan would think if he saw her in this state. Would he laugh at her? She shook those thoughts from her head and looked around the room, realizing she had forgotten her clothes. She inwardly groaned.

Tristan anxiously awaited Rory's entrance, but he didn't want her to think it was a big deal, so he picked up a book and began to read it. His mind kept wandering though. He thought about how he wound up in here with Rory Gilmore stark naked in the next room. Tristan suppressed a grin when he heard the door crack open. He focused on his book and pretended that he wasn't even looking at Rory, even though he could see her peering through the crack of the door.

Rory, feeling confident that Tristan wasn't paying any attention to her, opened the door the rest of the way and stepped out into the cold room. She shivered and Tristan glanced at her wet form. He saw her blush again, and couldn't believe it, but she blushed over her whole body! It wasn't just her face.

"I thought it was only fair for me to see you in a towel, since you saw me. Now, if you wish to drop the towel that is entirely up to you," he smirked.

"Tristan, you really do have a one-track mind, don't you?"

Tristan just laughed as she grabbed all of her bags and went back into the bathroom to change. The rest of the day was bound to be interesting, for both of them. As Rory dressed, she wondered what they were going to do. Usually, she would just hang around with her mom or Lane on Saturday. Go to Luke's for coffee, and that was about it. She knew she was in for quite a ride today, though!

A/N: Hallo! If anyone wants to be a part of the Winter Fic Exchange, please visit my site and glance over the rules (the dates haven't been changed, yet, but you still have plenty of time!!!) Please review becuz it helps me become a better writer!