Chapter 3

Finally the silence,

Looking out, looking back across the sky,

Trying to find a meaning,

Knowing that I just left it all behind.

Still I smell a lingering softness.

Where did she go, how did she go, I wanna, I wanna know

I wanna know that she'll be coming here to me.

"Mary."

Tristan just stared at her; he wasn't expecting her… at all.

"I--" she couldn't find the words to express to him what she was feeling and thinking.

He wants her here… God knows he wants her here. And who ever said that silence was deafening; they were right. Tristan wanted her there, but the silence was killing him.

"What are you doing here, Rory," he said with a bit of harshness.

Rory couldn't hold back the tears that were threatening to spill over, nor her feeling, "Have you ever made a mistake?"

Looking away from her, he scoffed, "You should know – Every mistake that I have ever made in the past four years of our relationship, you've held over my head--"

He was right; she wasn't going to argue with him on this one because he was right. She didn't mean to do that, but for some reason she did. Maybe because she wanted to remind him that even if he wasn't perfect…she still loves him. Unfortunately for Rory he didn't see it that way.

She didn't speak for a while; instead she looked uncomfortably around his room. She noticed that the suitcase that he was packing last week was there, innocently standing by his dresser. And then it really hit her; he was leaving her…

She couldn't let him go—

Come on, without you I'll never feel the love inside of me.

Come On, you know that we belong.

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

Reconnecting her eyes with his she finally spoke, "I mean, have you ever made a mistake that made you fell as if you've failed?"

"Every mistake that I've made with you has felt that way--"

"Tristan," she heavily sighed.

With a cynical laughter he said, "What Rory? What do you want me to say? I honestly don't know what to say because whatever I say doesn't matter--"

"Yes it does!" she interjected.

"Really?!" he said raising his voice, "You could've fooled me," he said in cruel sarcasm.

"Why can't you just take the time to listen to me?!" she asked matching his tone.

"Because you don't deserve the time! – You just walked away from us--"

"I'm sorry! God Tristan, I'm so sorry!" she loudly cried. At this point the tears had already begun to stream down her face and there was no use stopping them.

Thinking back before her,

I never knew the meaning of alone.

Still the flag is feeling foreign,

I live the day to escape into a phone.

Speaking of a world not real then,

Where did she go how did she go, I wanna, I wanna know

I wanna know that she'll be coming here to me.

"Rory--"

"Do you remember that summer night after our freshman year of college?" Rory cut him off continuing with her task.

"There were a lot of summer nights after our freshman year of college--"

"That night in your backyard when you told me your 'secret' for us," she explained.

"Of course I do," he said running a hand through his hair.

"I should get going," she softly spoke, hating to break the comfortable silence that they had settled in.

"Stay the night," he said looking down at the girl in him arms.

"Tristan--"

"Come on Mare, it's a beautiful summer night, we're laying out here enjoying it together…do you really want to go home?"

"No, but--"

"Besides your mom's not even home…so you'd be all the way in Stars Hollow far away from me and all by your lonesome," he reasoned.

"Fine… I'll stay – You should be a lawyer," she smiles as she snuggles even further into the embrace.

He just chuckles.

Once again the couple falls into a comfortable silence and watch the dark sky that is illuminated by the stars above.

"I love you, Rory," he suddenly says.

"I love you too," she says, curious to what brought that on.

"Can I tell you a secret?"

"You know you can… what is it?" she asked curiously smiling.

"In a couple of years do you know where I see us?"

"Tristan, is this going to be dirty?"

"No," he chuckles, "Do you want to know where I see us in a couple of years?"

"Yeah."

"I see us together and happy and in love."

"That's all?" she asks, "What? No white picket fence, and a freshly baked apple pie on the window sill, and a dog named Rocky?" she teased.

"I'm serious, Mare," he smiled. "It doesn't matter where we are or what we have as long as we're together, happy, and in love."

They were surrounded in silence for a few moments.

"I'll keep your secret safe," Rory says as she moves to look at him.

"Thanks," he smiles and pulls her towards him to give her a kiss.

"Do you still want that for us?" she quietly asked him; afraid of the answer.

"I do Rory, but--"

"But nothing Tristan, we've both made mistakes…let's move on from--"

"I love you; you know how much I love you, but--"

"—but…"

"You've made me realize that I'm not good enough for you," it killed him to say this, but he needed to get it off his chest and make her realize it too. "You need someone perfect, someone that could give you everything and anything you need or want – I've proven, numerous times that I'm not enough--"

Come on, without you I'll never feel the love inside of me.

Come On, you know that we belong.

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

"Damn it Tristan!" Rory practically yelled. "Of course you're enough! Because if you weren't I wouldn't be here right now putting myself on the line. You are perfect… you're perfect for me," Tristan was about to cut her off, but she continued before he had the chance, "And it's been you that's given me everything that I've needed or that I've wanted…"

"Rory, I--"

"I want you – You can go and take over the family business in England – We'll talk to each other every day or every night, we'll see each other once a month or twice a month… it doesn't matter. I'll finish school in two years and then I'll move there to be with you—all I know is that I want you in my life, because without you I'm not complete," she told him crying.

Taking a step forward, he cups her face with both of his hands, "I complete you?" he softly asks, what he's heard is enough.

Her response is a nod.

"I'm not going to England," he finally tells her with a small smile.

"What?" she looks up at him confused.

"I told my dad that I wasn't going – my place is here…with you."

Rory closes her eyes; what he's just told her has relieved her.

"I love you," he tells her.

"I love you too," she says leaning up to kiss him.

Cause she shines thekisses, that my heart misses.She's coming; She's coming here to me. I'm needing

Desiring to kiss her now. I'm living for her,

Breathing for her, singing for her fairytale.

They slowly make their way to his bed. Before laying her down he lifts her shirt over her head, still keeping their eyes locked. After taking his shirt off and tossing it onto the floor she fuses their lips together. Without breaking the kiss she goes to unbuckle the belt that keeps his jeans low on his hips. Once she has done that she fumbles undoing the button, but quickly succeeds and unzips them. Pushing them down his legs he steps out of them never breaking the kiss.

Slowly pushing her to lay on the bed he moves on top of her. Allowing his hands to freely roam her body and come in contact with skin that he hasn't touched in what felt like forever.

He breaks the kiss and begins a journey with his lips and tongue between the valley of her breasts and then down her stomach. As he arrives at the top of her jeans he undoes them and pulls them off, leaving her in matching black, lacey bra and panties.

Groaning, he moves back up to taste her again.

It would have been impossible leaving her. He needs her too much, if he had gone to England that would have been the biggest mistake of his life. Luckily he had Rory to make him realize that before it was too late.

They continued to kiss as she flipped them over so that she was on top. Breaking the kiss she sits up so that she is straddling him. Moving her hands behind her back, she unclasps the under garment that is holding her breasts captive.

As soon as the thing is out of the way, Tristan almost instantly flips them over and latches on to one of them. Tenderly sucking and licking he pleases her.

"Mmm," she moans, encouraging him to go on. He then moves to pay attention to the other one.

He then slowly moves up to her neck and then to her ear, "I could never live without you," he breaths.

"Me neither," she breathlessly says.

Moving his hands to the top of her panties, he hooks his fingers and slides them off her off. And then takes his boxers off, freeing some tension on his engorged penis.

"Tristan," she begs as she grinds her hips into his.

"In a minute, baby," he softly growls.

Letting his digits slip into her he moans her name; she was dripping wet with hot, slick juices.

Removing his fingers he bends down to kiss her. Parting her lips with his tongue, he fucks her pussy. He licked her like there was no tomorrow. Not one drop of her was wasted. Lapping her up, he them moves to suck on her clit.

"Tristan!"

When he heard her say his name like that, he felt pre cum oozing out.

They were ready.

Traveling back up her slender, perfect body he kisses her as one hand parts her legs.

He stops kissing her and just looks at her.

"I need you inside of me," she moans anticipating him inside of her.

Positioning his tips at her entrance, he pushes forward until he was completely surrounded by her.

"Oh God," she cries out.

"Ugh," he groans as he begins to move.

She wraps her legs around his waist, allowing him to penetrate her deeper and he wraps his arms around her to keep her close. They were chest to chest as they continued to please one another.

"Fuck," he said when she squeezed around him.

"Faster," she moans.

He picks up the pace, driving himself deeper and faster into her cunt.

"Harder."

He slams into to her continuously. Pounding away at her raw flesh he brings them both to the edge. A few thrusts and she goes over the edge. Her muscles hugging his dick from every possible angle make him fall too.

They cum together saying each other's names.

Come on, without you I'll never feel the love inside of me.

Come On, you know that we belong.

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

Come on, without you I'll never feel the love inside of me.

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.

Softly kissing her forehead he slips out of her and rolls over to the side and gathers her in his arms.

"Are we together?" she softly asks.

"Yeah."

"Are we happy?"

"Yeah," he smiles.

"Are we in love?"

"Deeply."

She sighs, "Then I guess we're perfect."

He softly chuckles, she could tell that he was tired, "I guess you're right."


AN: Well there you all have the ending… hope you all enjoyed it. Thank you to all of those that have reviewed, I appreciate it.

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By the way the song in this chapter was "Come on" by Ben Jelen