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All I Want

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"I will regret this…but she is different. She’s all I want." ~ Tristan

 

Story Summary: Tristan surprises Rory when a planned lecture turns out to be something more than Rory could have ever imagined.

 

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters in this story. The WB is the owner and I am merely borrowing them for the purpose of letting my imagination run wild. 

 

INT: GILMORE KITCHEN-DAY

 

Lorelai is busy trying to butter a piece of very burnt toast. Rory walks into the kitchen to the sound of her mother’s humming.

 

RORY: I can name that tune in five notes.

 

LORELAI : Chuck…I can name that tune in four notes.

 

RORY: Lorelai Gilmore…name that tune.

 

LORELAI : Actually it’s an original. Do you like?

 

RORY : I find it infectious, with just a hint of melodic whimsy…two thumbs up.

 

LORELAI: Thank you. I’m calling it “Coffee and Toast” or (holding up burnt toast) Coffee Colored Toast. I just don’t understand how that innocent little piece of white bread could have trusted me to give it a golden tan…it had to have known better.

 

RORY: Innocence is a tricky thing. Maybe you should have warned it.

 

LORELAI: Excellent point. By the way daughter of my loins…

 

RORY: Mom…eew.

 

LORELAI: Right…anyhoo…I have a message for you.

 

RORY: A message?

 

LORELAI: Yes.

 

Lorelai starts searching the counter for a piece of note paper, finding it she picks it up with her butter covered fingers.

 

LORELAI: (Cont.) Here it is. The message is that Dean called.

 

RORY: You needed to write that down?

 

LORELAI: What? I was busying composing when he called. I have my priorities.

 

RORY: (unenthusiastic) Duly noted and thanks.

 

Rory starts gathering up her books and stuffing them into her book bag.

 

LORELAI: Trouble in paradise?

 

RORY: No idea what you’re talking about. I have to go.

 

LORELAI:  A month ago you would have sprinted to the phone, possibly breaking a finger while speed dialing to return Romeo’s call. So spill…what’s up? Where have the happy endorphins gone?

 

RORY: Again no idea what you’re alluding to.

 

LORELAI: Rory…I have a right to know if things are amiss in the Magic Deandom.

 

RORY: No you don’t.

 

LORELAI: Okay…yeah…you got me on that. But I want to know. Please? Please? Please?

 

RORY: (looking down at her watch) Wow…look at the time. I have some matriculating to do. So if you’ll excuse me.

 

LORELAI: I know…I’ll guess. Did you and Dean have a fight?

 

RORY: Dean and I are not fighting. Happy now?

 

LORELAI: Actually no…not so much. You are being far too evasive on this particular line of questioning and it peaks my naturally curious nature.

 

RORY: You mean your naturally nosy nature. Don’t you?

 

LORELAI: Fine. If I admit I’m being nosy, will you assuage my need to know and give me the will to live yet another day?

 

RORY: Well if you put it that way…no.

 

LORELAI: (pouting) Rory. I thought we didn’t have any secrets. I’m seriously going to have to lodge a claim of discontent with the head of this household. Who is this shrew who lets you get away with…

 

A horn honks outside.

 

RORY: I’ve got to go Mom. Goodbye.

 

LORELAI: Since when does the bus honk for you? I was informed you have to pay extra for that service.

 

RORY:  Um…I’m getting a ride to school today.

 

LORELAI: In a car?

 

RORY: That is the preferred form of mechanized transportation these days…yes.

 

LORELAI: Whose car my little girl?

 

Horn honks again.

 

RORY: No one important. I’ve really got to go now.

 

Lorelai starts to bolt off her chair to head to the front door. Rory grabs her arm.

 

RORY: Fine. It’s Jess. Okay? Now I beg of you. Stay put and finish your toast and what I’m sure will end up being a stunning symphonic number.

 

LORELAI: Jess? Luke’s nephew…resident town bad boy…kind of cute in a very smoldery, rebel without a cause kind of way? That Jess?

 

RORY: Yes. Okay? I declare third degree officially over.

 

LORELAI: You can’t do that.

 

RORY: Yes I can.

 

LORELAI: I’m afraid you’re going to have to state the amendment.

 

RORY: That would be Gilmore Girl Amendment #36. All stories will not be told before their time. Time being decided by storyteller not story listener.

 

LORELAI: Fine then…I’m invoking my rights to #13.

 

RORY: (confused) No neighbor noise after 11pm, unless it’s a party, preferably one that we’re invited to?

 

LORELAI: (trying to save face) Yes. Yes…that’s the one.

 

RORY: You’re a kook mom.

 

LORELAI: That’s me. I’m the koo…koo….kookiest. (Lorelai hugs her daughter) Now get out of here before I embarrass me any further and have to do the walk of shame.

 

RORY: Might be kind of fun to watch.

 

Horn honks for the third time.

 

LORELAI: Go if you must. But know this. A good daughter would tell her mother what’s going on.

 

RORY: And a good mother would know that to love her daughter is to trust her.

 

LORELAI: Ouch.

 

Rory runs out of the house.

 

EXT: GILMORE DRIVEWAY-DAY

 

Rory runs up to a black SUV which is being driven by Tristan DuGrey. She opens the door and tosses her book bag on the floor.

 

RORY: (annoyed) I thought I told you NOT to honk.

 

TRISTAN: You also told me that you would be waiting outside. I’ve been waiting outside for like 15 minutes.

 

RORY: You know patience is a virtue.

 

TRISTAN: So is timeliness…next to Godliness I hear.

 

RORY: That’s cleanliness I believe.

 

TRISTAN: Yeah…whatever. So are you coming or not?

 

Rory hesitates before getting into the front seat of the car.

 

RORY: Where is everyone else?

 

TRISTAN: They decided to meet us there.

 

RORY: Us? You mean it’s just you and me driving there together?

 

TRISTAN: What’s the matter Mary…afraid you won’t be able to resist my charm and sex appeal?

 

RORY: The name is Rory…and I’m good…believe me. I’ve had the shot.

 

TRISTAN: The shot?

 

RORY: Yes…the one to immunize me against your annoying ego.

 

TRISTAN: (laughing) In or out babe…cause this bus is headed out.

 

Rory climbs into Tristan’s car and they drive away.

 

INT: LUKE’S DINER-DAY

 

Lorelai walks into the diner and plops down at a table by the window. Luke sees her and makes his way over to her.

 

LUKE: No Coffee. Don’t even ask.

 

LORELAI: (pouting) Coffee good. Luke bad man.

 

LUKE: Coffee bad…Lorelai nuts.

 

LORELAI: Fine. I’ll make a deal with you.

 

LUKE: This should be good. Hurry up…I’ve got patrons waiting.

 

LORELAI: I have a secret and for a pot of the big , black, caffeinated stuff I will share it with you. So…do we have a deal?

 

LUKE: Not so much…no.

 

LORELAI: Oh come on…it’s juicy. Not to mention…I “need” the coffee.

 

LUKE: Yeah…see here’s the thing. I’m pretty sure you’re going to tell me what the big secret is anyway…just because…well you can’t keep a secret.

 

LORELAI: I can too.

 

LUKE: Who told the whole town about Bobby Breskin  getting the “operation” to become Susie Breskin.

 

LORELAI: Miss Patty did.

 

LUKE : And who told Miss Patty?

 

LORELAI: Okay…I did. So what’s your point?

 

LUKE: My point is…no coffee.

 

As Luke starts to walk away Lorelai blurts out the secret.

 

LORELAI: Jess drove Rory to school today.

 

LUKE: That’s the big secret?

 

LORELAI: Shoot. I was suppose to wait for the coffee…curses foiled again.

 

LUKE: Face it Lorelai…you tangled with the best and the best always wins. And by the way…a lie…is not a secret…it’s a lie.

 

LORELAI: Rewind. What you talkin about Willis?

 

LUKE: Jess didn’t drive Rory to school today.

 

LORELAI: Yes he did. She told me.

 

LUKE: And the image of a truthful teenager is once again shattered. She conned you Lorelai.

 

LORELAI: Rory would never do that.

 

Jess comes walking out of the back room tying an apron on. Lorelai realizes what Luke is saying is true.

 

LORELAI: She lied to me.

 

Luke looks at Lorelei’s crestfallen face and makes a quick decision.

 

LUKE: I’ll get you that coffee now.

 

LORELAI: (distracted) Could you make that to go. I need to get to Sookie fast.

 

INT: TRISTAN’S CAR-DAY

 

Tristan looks over at Rory who is seated in the passenger seat reading a book. He reaches over and pushes her hair away from her face. Rory looks over at him and rewards him with a small smile.

 

RORY: Thanks. It always falls in my face when I wear it down.

 

TRISTAN: (without thinking) I like it down.

 

RORY: ( starting to get uncomfortable) So…uh…exactly who is coming to this lecture?

 

TRISTAN: Yeah…um. Confession time.

 

RORY: Explain please.

 

TRISTAN: It’s actually not a lecture.

 

RORY: It’s not? Then exactly what is it?

 

TRISTAN: It’s more like a day off from school.

 

RORY: We’re all ditching!?

 

TRISTAN: Kind of.

 

RORY: How do you kind of ditch?

 

TRISTAN: Oh no it’s full fledge ditching…it’s just that it’s only you and me that are doing it.

 

RORY: What?! No Paris or Madeline or Louise or…

 

TRISTAN: (finishing sentence for her) Dave or Peter or Scott…nope just us.

 

RORY: Have you gone insane?!

 

TRISTAN: Yep. And I’m taking you with me.

 

RORY: I cannot ditch school Tristan. And I can not for the life of me figure out why you would think , that if I chose to ditch school…I would do it with you.

 

TRISTAN: Live a little Rory.

 

RORY: I do live a little. But I also know the boundaries that your little pea brain doesn’t seem to get.

 

TRISTAN: You wouldn’t know fun if it bit you on the butt.

 

RORY: Are you insinuating that I’m boring?

 

TRISTAN: More like…sedate.

 

RORY: That means boring.

 

TRISTAN: Sorry…some times my little pea brain gets confused.

 

RORY: Drop the act Tristan.

 

TRISTAN: What act?

 

RORY: The rebel without a care. Why did you really kidnap me today?

 

TRISTAN: Kidnap you? I would hardly call this kidnapping. I borrowed you for the day.

 

RORY: Fine…then take me back to Chilton. I’m done being borrowed.

 

TRISTAN: Yeah…can’t do that. I have big plans for us today.

 

RORY: Look Tristan…I realize you are someone who is used to getting what he wants. It’s one of your more unappealing traits…but I’m not interested in this day or what you have planned…so stop the car.

 

TRISTAN: What?

 

RORY: You heard me. Stop the Car!

 

Annoyed Tristan pulls the SUV over to the side of the road, not yet realizing Rory’s intentions. As the car stops Rory grabs her book bag and opens the door to get out.

 

TRISTAN: What do you think you’re doing?

 

RORY: I’m going to walk back to Chilton.

 

TRISTAN: You can’t be serious.

 

RORY: Oh but I am. This little charade of yours is over. Since my first day at Chilton you have done some pretty annoying things…but this…this is top of the heap. Why you would want to share your company with someone you can’t stand is beyond me. But I don’t intend to make the same mistake. You’re vapid and egotistical and I would rather walk back to Chilton in three-inch heels wearing a drafty mini-skirt than subject myself to your candid camera sense of fun.

 

Rory slams the door and in the heat of anger Tristan guns the car and takes off down the road. Rory starts the long walk to Chilton.

 

INT: TRISTAN’S SUV-DAY

 

As Tristan is driving down the road he screeches to a halt and looks back over his shoulder at Rory who has already started walking the other way.

 

TRISTAN: (out loud but to himself) Come on DuGrey just keep driving…don’t let this girl be any different.

 

Tristan starts to put the car back into gear but with one last look in his rear view mirror he changes his mind and turns the SUV around.

 

TRISTAN: I will regret this…but she is different. She’s all I want.

 

Tristan drives back towards Rory and passes her before he pulls over to the wrong side of the road and parks. He gets out of the car and walks up to a still very angry Rory.

 

TRISTAN: Get in the car.

 

RORY: No thank you.

 

TRISTAN: Rory…Chilton is this direction…about twenty miles in this direction. So get in the car.

 

RORY: Just go away.

 

TRISTAN: And just leave you here? Sorry I can’t do that. I brought you out here…I will bring you back to Chilton.

 

Rory seems to ponder this for a moment as she reaches where Tristan has parked the car. But as pride keeps her going Tristan’s words stop her in her tracks.

 

TRISTAN: (cont.) Do you want to know why I did it?

 

Rory turns and walks back to Tristan angrily.

 

RORY: Yes! I do. But I know you Tristan…it would all be lies.

 

TRISTAN: Not this time. I brought you out here because this time I wanted to tell you the truth.

 

RORY: The truth? About what?

 

TRISTAN: You know you’re right about me getting everything I want. I have since I was young.

 

RORY: I’m thrilled for you.

 

Rory turns and starts walking back towards the SUV…she intends to pass it but Tristan catches up with her and spins her around…pinning her up against it.

 

TRISTAN: Will you listen to me…please?

 

RORY: Why should I?

 

TRISTAN: Because what I have to say involves both of us.

 

RORY: Not following.

 

Tristan’s body is inches away from Rory’s and she is starting to become affected by this closeness. Tristan’s face is now inches from Rory’s and a husky tone has taken over his voice.

 

TRISTAN: Come on Rory…we are all alone out here…let’s just be honest with each other.

 

RORY: I have no idea what you’re talking about…and I want to leave now.

 

Tristan lifts his finger to Rory’s cheek and lightly caresses it.

 

TRISTAN: Admit you have feelings for me…that you are as attracted to me as I am to you.

 

RORY: (not very convincing)You’re delusional.

 

TRISTAN: Am I?

 

RORY: Yes.

 

TRISTAN: Then tell me you want me to stop touching you…your face…your hair…(runs one finger over her lips) your exquisite lips.

 

Tristan continues to run his fingers from Rory’s cheek to her lips…resting his finger lightly there he leans in closer.

 

RORY: ( slightly breathless) Tristan…

 

TRISTAN: Tell me you don’t want me to kiss you…that you don’t ache to be kissed by me.

 

RORY: (very confused by her feelings) Please…

 

Rory’s words trail off as Tristan lightly runs his finger over her top lip, sending a delicious shiver through her body.

 

TRISTAN: Tell me right now that you want no part of me and I will drive you back to Chilton and walk away.

 

RORY: This is wrong Tristan…we’re wrong. We don’t fit.

 

Tristan moves his body closer to Rory’s proving to her just how well they fit. Rory instinctively moves in closer to him…inviting him even closer. Tristan hesitates but a second nailing home his point with a final…truthful phrase.

 

TRISTAN: I’m going to kiss you Rory Gilmore…it’s going to happen. Not because it’s what I want…but because it’s what we want.

 

Rory is melting under Tristan’s intense gaze. Tristan slowly and deliberately runs his finger one last excruciating time over Rory’s trembling lip…half expecting her to protest he hesitates before bringing his lips to hers. At first their lips only lightly brush with that first hesitant meeting, but as their lips move together the sensation of the kiss takes over and Rory finds herself beginning to kiss him back with equal passion.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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