disclaimer in part 1

Going Home

by snoflaik

Beware of the Monster Known as Blindness

“I don’t want you hanging around him,” stated Dean quietly as he reached
down to open another box to start stocking the shelves.

“Pardon?” replied Rory as she stood there in shock just staring as his back.

“Tristin,” he answered getting up and turning to face her, “ I don’t want
you hanging out with him anymore.”

“Excuse me? You’re not my keeper, you’re my boyfriend.”

“And as your boyfriend I’m asking you to stay away from him.”

“Asking would imply there to be a choice. This sounds more like telling.”

“Call it what you like,” replied Dean

“Ok so what if I don’t? Are you going to grab me by the hair and drag me
back to the cave! My friendship with him has nothing to do with our
relationship,” stated Rory getting angrier by the minute.

“He’s pulling us apart. Can’t you see that?” said Dean, his anger matching

“No you are. Because you obviously don’t trust me!”

“It’s him I don’t trust.”

“They go hand in hand. You think he’ll try something with me. Fine I get
that. But you don’t trust me to stop him if he does.”

“Christ Rory I see the way he looks at you!” exploded Dean, ”And I see the
way you look back,” he finished quieter.

Rory was stunned that he could think that of her.

“Dean, Your spaced,” replied Rory when she could finally speak again, “There
is nothing going on between us.”

“He took you on some surprise trip for your birthday. You two are
practically dating already.”

This stunned Rory again. Why was he bringing all this up?

“It was my birthday. It was a gift. From a good friend,” replied Rory almost
in tears.

“Well what about our plans? About our date for your birthday?”

“We didn’t have any,” replied Rory confused.

“Maybe you didn’t think we did. But I did and I call and find out you are
with him. Again. As usual.”

“Well how was I supposed to know?”

“It used to be a given. But obviously things change.”

“I guess so,” retorted Rory

“Rory what is happening to us?” asked Dean tiredly.

“That is a very good question. You know what, I’m going to leave before we
both say something we’re going to regret.”

“If you really loved me, you’d stay away,” stated Dean quietly.

“Like that,” she took a deep breath as all the anger came rushing back
again,” Don’t you dare make me chose. No one tells me who to be friends
with. We’ll talk about this later when you get off you high horse.” And
with that she turned and stalked out of the store. She felt the customers’
eyes as well as Dean’s on her back as she slammed the door shut.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

“Luke!” whined Lorelai as she sat on the bar stool with the empty mug in her

“No Lorelai. You’ve already had five cups of coffee today,” replied Luke
walking over to another customer at the bar.

“You know she’s going to start whining even more if you don’t give it to
her,” said Tristin with a smile as he walked up to the bar and took a seat
beside her.

“Thank you Tristin. You’re exactly right.”

“No. No more,” stated Luke, “and that’s final. What can I get you?” he added
to Tristin.

“Just a cup of coffee.”

“Oohh devil child,” replied Lorelai

Luke looked at him, “Swear you won’t give any to her.”

“Scout’s honor,” replied Tristin

“So what brings you to our town?” asked Lorelai.

“Rory,” he replied

“Why do I even ask? She should be here soon. She just went over to talk to
Dean. So I heard all about your little birthday surprise. The opera.
Favorite composer. Nice touch.”

“Thank you. I do try.”

“Oh I know you do.”

“Here you go,” said Luke as he placed the coffee in front of Tristin


Tristin waited until Luke turned away before sliding the mug in front of

“I always knew I loved ya kid,” said Lorelai as she stuck her head down and
smelled the coffee.

“I never was a very good boy scout.” replied Tristin with a smirk.

* * * * * * * * * * * *
Rory ran back down the street her anger fading away with the wind. Now she
was just sad. Sad that things had to turn out like this. She had no idea
what to do.

As she walked up the steps to Luke’s and opened the door, she stopped short
when she saw at the familiar tussled blond hair of the person beside

“Tristin,” she said, thinking out loud.

He turned around and smiled, “Hey Rory.”

“Hey honey. How’s Dean? I ran into Tristin here and we’ve been talking for a
while. He even gave me coffee when Luke was mean again. Big surprise there.
Not Tritsan giving me coffee but Luke being mean. Tristin’s nice. He’s my
new best friend. Anyway he’s agreed stay for lunch, so lets all go get a
table. Ok? Alright.” Lorelai got up and started walking.

Tristin just stared at her. ”You really did have six cups today didn’t you?
I always thought Luke was exaggerating,” he added as he followed her to a

“Dean is just great,” said Rory answering her mother’s question as she slid
in beside her.

“What’s wrong?’ asked Tristin quietly after watching her look at the menu
then throw it down again and stare out the window.

“He doesn’t want me to see you anymore.”

“What!” yelled Lorelai, spitting out her coffee.

“He said that if I really loved him, I would stay away.”

“You have to be kidding me. Who does this bag boy think he is?” ranted

“Alright.” said Tristin quietly as he stared down at his hands on the table.

“What!” said both Gilmore’s in unison.

“You love him,” he explained quietly trying to keep the bitterness and pain
that he felt out of his voice. Lorelai noticed he couldn’t keep it out of
his eyes.

“This has nothing to do with love or with whatever I feel for him. This has
to do with jealousy and the fact that he doesn’t trust me.”

“Well then what are you going to do?” asked Tristin.

“I won’t chose,” stated Rory. “He’ll get over his jealousy kick eventually.
God, this all seems like some WB Dawson’s Creek episode or something.”

“He’ll come around eventually,” said Lorelai trying to console her and the
boy who’d somehow become so much a part of her life. “It will all seem
better tomorrow.”