A/N - I was asked by LErabbit18 to finish some of her fan fictions. I'm going to continue on with this one, but here is the first part that LERabbit18 wrote. TITLE: I'll Give You A Ride Home AUTHOR: Pt 1 - LErabbit18, PT 2 and beyond - Joy LaRosa (Joyish@aol.com) ~*~*~*~*~**~*~*~*~**~*~*~**~*~*~~*~*~*~**~*~*~**~*~*~* i own none of this, this belongs to the WB and amy sherman palladino.... this is about tristan and rory.. he goes a little over the top to express his love to her, but she doesn't feel it back.. yet. part 1 i don't know if i will continue. i need reviews to figure it out. It was raining outside, and Tristan was driving out of the lot at Chilton. He had kissed Rory, and she ran out in tears. But right now, she was standing at the bus stop, ran dripping all over her. Tristan saw her, and a huge grin spread across his face. He pulled his Lexus SUV up to where she was standing. As he rolled down his window, he said,"Now what would you be doing out here Mary?" "Well Tristan, first, it's Rory, and second, I would be standing out here in the rain waiting for my bus. Why do you ask?" "Well, Rory, I wanted to give you a ride home." "What if I said no?" "Well then, I would have to come out there, sweep you off your feet and bring you into my car so I could drive you home," Tristan said in a joking way even though he wasn't. "As nice as it is that you are offering all of that, I will wait for my bus. Thank you though. Bye Tristan" "You do realize how serious I was right?" Tristan asked as he stepped out of his car and took a step towards her. "Uh, uh Tristan.. I said I wanted to wait here for my bus. Hel-" Tristan put his hand over her mouth. "Shhhhh! I'm not gonna hurt you." "mmmph mph mmmmmmmmmmmph" Rory was trying to scream for help and she wanted to get out of Tristan's grip. She couldn't. He was so strong. *What does he want with me?* Rory could only try to get out of his iron grasp. *God, he is really strong! I might as well give up.* * Finally. She gave up. I can finally get her in the car.* True to his word, Tristan swept her off of her feet and put her in the passenger seat of his Lexus and climbed in on the driver side after he locked the passenger door. At that point, Rory was scared. "T-Tristan, what do you want with me?" "Well, to tell you the truth Rory, I want you. I want you to want me, but most of all I want to talk about the kiss." "There isn't anything to talk about right? I mean we're friends now, so there shouldn't really be anything to talk about." "No Rory. You've been avoiding me." TBC _ END PART 1 _____________________ <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> RECAP~ "Well, to tell you the truth Rory, I want you. I want you to want me, but most of all I want to talk about the kiss." "There isn't anything to talk about right? I mean we're friends now, so there shouldn't really be anything to talk about." "No Rory. You've been avoiding me." <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> As much as she hated it, he was right. Since that party she was avoiding him, more then before that is. "Uh... Hey wait! Isn't this like kid napping?" "Well, if I was a 47 year old divorcée, then yes, but considering we are both still reasonably young, it would just be harassing... or something like that." He smirk he trademark smirk at her. < She obviously doesn't want to talk about our little kiss, so I guess I'll forget telling her I love her. For now at least. > She tried to contain her laughter but couldn't anymore. "Did I miss something?" He said looking around the car. "You…. At 47!" She was pointing at him. "Haha! And I'm sure you'll still be hot when your 47!" "Hey, my mom is 32! And she's still pretty, not much can happen in 15 year… Damn! It can…." They were both surprising not yelling or annoying each other. "So, your wet…" "You did not just say that?!?!" She gave him a you-disgusts-me look. He just smiled and reach in back and handed her a sweater. "Hey put this on." "It's yours." She said holding like it was toxic waste. "Yes, Yes it is…" She was cold and put it on. "It smells…." "Like?" "Cologne…" "Yes, that would be because I were cologne…" "Ohh…." "Is there something wrong… you seem… well… a bit…. DUMB today." Her head wiped around to looked at him. She was going to say some smart-ass comment but decided to hear what he had to say. "How so?" "Well, the whole 'nothing can change in 15 years' and then 'it smells like cologne'." "I'm sorry, but standing in the ran for 20 minutes alters my ability to think! But then again you know all about not thinking!" He smiled. He loved their little spats. "Lets get you home Gilmore…" He changed gears and drove out of the parking lot. "So, what makes you such a good samaratine today anyway?" "Can't I help a friend?" "Friend…." She said the word as if she had head herd it for the first time. "Stop!" "Stop what!" "I date enough air heads as it is! Stop talking like them!" He was half joking. He didn't like the fact she was acting different, she wasn't witty at this time. But he knew that part would never change, just a momentary thing. She was surprised at him. He had never really been open to her. All she saw was a front, he part of the perfect white rich boy. But for some reason, now, at this moment she saw Tristan. She just smiled. "So I guess you are looking for a girl who's smart?" "Oh can at least carry on a normal conversation!" "Well how do you expect them to talk to you when your tongue is a foot down their throat!" "Wow, someone's feisty today!" "Well, what can I saw, my brain un-froze." "Good. How about I un-freeze it faster…." He pulled into a Starbucks. "Now if you would have offered me anything else I would have said no, but I cant say no to coffee!" She got out. The two ran into the building. "Um…. Grande Café Latte please. Rory?" "Uh, Starbucks Roast Coffee, the biggest size you have… please." The man nodded and took Tristan's money. "Hey I can pay for my self…" "Forget about it…." He picked up their drinks and went to set down with her. Their was a bit of an awkward silence for a moment. "So how are you and Dean?" "I don't want to talk about Dean…." "Ok…. That science test was really hard huh?" "Science test?" "Yea, you didn't want to talk about Dean so I brought up science, what you want to talk about Latin?" "Wait…" She thought back. To the night they had kissed, and what she had said before that. "Ha Ha Ha!" "I thought it would make you smile, I mean I smile every time I think of you soft, sweet, passionate lips on mine…." He said with a fake far off look on his face. She threw a balled up napkin at him. "Shut up!" She said with a smile. As much as she hated to admit it, he was a good… great kisser. Even when she was trying, it was… wow. "Oh so you liked it?!?!" He pointed his finger about 2 inches away from her face. She blushed slightly. "If you don't remove you finger now I will bit it off!" "Good God women!" He said pulling his finger back. Rory got a grin out of that one. She had told him off in a sense and avoided the question. Her grin went to a smirk as she thought about this. Tristan could see the wheels in her mind working. He knew she dodged his question and she thought that she had out smarted him. "So you never answered my question…." He was now the one holding the smirk on his face. Rory bit her lip carefully thinking how to answer this question. She lifted her glass to take a sip before trying to dodge the answer, it was empty. "Oh look, there is emptiness, got to go get some more!" She said in a jumpy matter and went to the counter. He just chuckled to himself and got up too. Rory was inline. "I think you have had enough…." He said taking her hand and pulling her out of the coffee line. "Hey!" She tried to get away but he had a strong grip on her hand. "Come on Rory you've had enough coffee!" "NEVER! NEVER! This is no such thing as too much!" "Your crazy!" "I get that from my mom…." "God, your craziness, and then add 16 years! You mom must be like…. Wow!" Rory smiled. "Yup basically…." "So how do I get to Stars Hallow?" "Just take 86 all the way to Rust road." "K." "So, about what you said…." "You mean, how you felt about of mind numbing, passion filled, lusty kiss?" "Ughhh! Your impossible!" "But a great kisser." "Left…." She said looking up at the road signs. "Whatever you want…" He took a right. "I WANT A LEFT!" "Oh…" He said a little embarrassed. He made a big U turn. "I'm GOING TO DIE!" Rory yelled as cars beeped and people yelled out their windows. Once they were safe again Tristan laughed. "You asshole!" She punched him in the arm. "Are you trying to kill me!" "I would never kill anything as fine as you…." She blushed. "If you ever pull something like that when I am in the car I again!" "Oh so you are saying there is going to be more times of you and me in this car? Perhaps in the back seat…" He wiggled his eyes brows, suggestively. There was nothing to say to that. She just leaned back into the seat, groaned, and rolled her eyes. "Come on Rory, you know I'm just kidding! But then again, if you wanted to…." "You sicken me. And go RIGHT here." "Got it left…" He said knowing very well it was left. He was in the right turning lane too. "I said RIGHT!" "I KNOW!" He laughed. She tried to look mad, but it was funny. She was being a bit edgy. "So how long have you lived here?" "All my life. My mom used to live in Hartford but then she left when…." "She found out about you." "Yea…" "But god, you have a really good relation ship with her. I would give up a lot to feel one forth of what you feel for your mom towards my parents." Tristan face went from happy to sad deep thought mode. "Oh, Tristan I'm…" "It's fine, where do I go from here?" "Uhh…. Left at the light up ahead." There were a few moments of silence. "Tristan?" "Yea?" "Why do you act the way you do?" As soon a she said it she regretted it. He just looked her. They had just pulled up in front of her house. "Hey Rory, can we talk about this later? I'll give a ride after school, and we can talk over coffee…" "Ok, uh, Thanks or the ride." "Bye…" He stayed until she was in side the house. He took a deep breath, knowing very well tomorrow would decided if he and Rory ever had a future. ~*~ Rory ~*~ Rory walked into her room. Lorelai was at the inn all night. Rory dropped her bag to the ground and went face first into her bed. She rolled over and was now staring at the ceiling. "I have to finish my home work!" She rolled off the bed and began her work. She finished it but during the process she must have thought about Tristan three hundred times. She lay back on her bed. < He is being nicer at least. I mean it was different, he was the same guy but he wasn't. > She began to rethink her day ~ "You…. At 47!" She was pointing at him. "Haha! And I'm sure you'll still be hot when your 47!" "Hey, my mom is 32! And she's still pretty, not much can happen in 15 year… Damn! It can…." They were both surprising not yelling or annoying each other. ~*~ End Flashback ~*~ She smiled, Then she thought about what happened next and realized she was still wearing his sweater. She put it over her face. "Mmmmm, he does smell nice…" She went to sleep, trying not to think about what could happen tomorrow. TBC _ END PART 2 ________________