Chapter 2

Texts between Rory and Tristin a few days later.

(Bold is Rory) (Italic is Tristin)

Hey. It's Rory

Oh. Hey Mary. How you doing?

I'm doing ok. How about you? And why do you still call me that? It's pretty obvious I'm not like that anymore.

I'm doing ok too. And because it reminds me of you in high school, and because I know it bothers you. ;)

Ugh. So is that offer for the date still on the table?

If you want it to be then if course.

Ya I do. :) anything particular you thinking about doing?

What ever you want to. As I'm presuming the answer 'you' isn't an option. ;) :p

Wooow. And how about dinner on Saturday if that works for you. I can meet you somewhere if you'd like. And no. That wasn't an option. Haha. Nice try though.

Hey. Needed to say something to make you laugh. And ya that works for me. And no. I'm going to pick you up. I am a gentleman now.

Well it worked. Haha. Can't you just pick me up at the front door of the restaurant?

Can I call you?

Sure?

*phone rings*

T- hey. I'm picking you up at your house on Saturday, and you're not getting around that one Mary.

R- fine. Where you want to go for supper?

T- it's going to be a surprise, so you can't try to make me there.

R- ugh. For someone I only went to school with for a bit over a year, and hasn't seen me, not including the other day, in about 15 years know me so well?

T- because you haven't changed much.

R- What time you going to pick me up then?

T- uh, how does 6 work for you?

R- as long as you mean PM, then sure. Otherwise, might have to choose a different time. Haha

T- well, damn. There goes my whole plan. Yes, I meant PM. It hasn't been long enough for me to remember you don't do mornings. And I'm sure it's worse since you got pregnant, Mary.

R- remind me why we're doing this again? *starts chuckling*

T- because I like you, and I presume you like me. That usually entitles a date, or at least in my book.

R- well, that seems like a good enough reason for me.

They continue to talk for a while, and finally decide to go to bed as they both have to work the next day.

—

Saturday at 5:30pm...

In the Gilmore home...

"Ugggghhhhh. I don't know what to wear! Nothing fits." Rory says to her self.

*door bell rings*

"What the hell. He said he wouldn't be here till 6..."

She goes down stairs, and opens the door to see Tristin standing there.

"Hello? I thought you said 6?" She asks him.

"I know you wouldn't know what to wear as you don't know where we're going, so I came to pick something out for you."

"Umm? I can pick out my own clothes, Tristin."

"I know. But I know you."

"Fine. Follow me to my room."

"Ooo. I get to see Mary's room. I never thought I'd see the day." They both start chuckling, and he winks at her. "Ok. Close your eyes Mary. It's gotta be a surprise remember?"

"Even my clothes? You know I'm going to be wearing them right? I kinda have to see them?"

"Yes. I know. I just gotta pick without you saying no to everything."

She finally closes her eyes, sighing while she does.

"Ah ha. This is it!" He holds up a royal blue cocktail dress, and a pair of black pumps.

"I've been starring at that dress for almost an hour, why didn't I think of that?"

"Because I did? Hey. Don't give me that look. Just being honest."

"Ya ya. Ok. Out, I gotta get dressed."

"Ok. I'll wait for you in the living room."

A few minutes later she comes out of her room, and Tristin's mouth practically drops.

"You look gorgeous, Rory."

"Thanks. You don't look to bad yourself, DuGray. Now do I get to know where we're going?"

"Nope. Not till we're there."

"Okay, Fine. But we'd better get going. We might not get a table otherwise. Close your mouth. You're going to drool."

He starts to laugh, "okay. Okay. I'm going. I'm going. But really. You look amazing."

"Thank you."

"You're very welcome," he opens the car door for her, winking at her as she gets in.

"Wow. Such a gentleman. So, how's the psychologisting going."

"Pretty good. How's journalisming going?"

"Pretty good."

"How're you feeling today, Rory."

"Had a bit of 'morning' sickness this afternoon. For something that has the word morning in it, it sure likes to happen in other times of the day. Other then that, not bad."

"At least it's only up to nine months it'll be happening."

"Ugh. Don't remind me. Yuck." They both start laughing.

They continue chatting all the way to Hartford, and when they finally arrive at the restaurant, Rory is in awe.

"Tristin, this place is amazing. How'd you know I liked this place?"

"I talked to Paris. She said you really like this restaurant."

"Well, thank you. It's perfect!"

"You're welcome. Let's go inside, I can hear your stomach from here," he gets out and opens the door for her again.

—

"Thank you ma'am. Rory," he pulls the chair out for her. "So, what you thinking of getting?"

"Well, the baby is saying fettuccine Alfredo. How about you?"

"I think I'll do the same. Sounds good. Two fettuccine Alfredo's please miss," he says while handing the waitress the menus.

"So, what are you up to next week Tristan?"

"Nothing much really. Helping people help themselves. Same old same old. What are you up to next week?"

"Gonna work on the book I was telling you about the other day. Other then that nothing much."

"Rory..."

"Ya Tristan?"

"Can I say something, and can you please not say anything until I finish explaining my reasoning?"

"Sure?..."

"I think you should tell Logan about the baby."

"Wait... what? I never told you it wa—" she was cut off by Tristan.

"You said you'd let me explain Rory. I think you should tell him because you will probably regret it later. I think that he should know because it is his kid, and even if he doesn't acknowledge that, it'll tell you what you need to know. I'm not saying you should get back together with him, hell, I would hate seeing you back with him because then I couldn't be with you, but I know that I'd want to know if it was my kid."

"Ok."

"Ok?"

"Ya. Ok. But can you make me a promise?"

"Of course."

"Promise that you'll be with me when I tell him. That you won't let me go through this alone not matter what."

"Rory, I will be there for you through anything. I would never let you go through this alone."

"Thank you Tristan."

"It is nothing Rory. Now, let's talk about Stars Hollow."

They talk through dinner and he takes her home. They make a plan to get together this week, so he can be with her when she tells Logan about the baby.

Thank you for reading this story. Let me know what you think if this chapter. Im sorry that they're so spaced out, I am busy with classes and work.

thanks again. :)

-Squeak7784