Finding Rory

Chapter 42: It's a Small World

Rory was sitting out by the pool, relaxing with the puppies, on Wednesday when her phone suddenly rang. She smiled when she was who was calling.

"Hey, babe. How are you?" she answered.

"I'm good. I'm at home - why don't you bring the puppies and come over?" Tristan asked.

"You're home? Is everything okay?" Rory asked. It seemed odd that Tristan would be off in the middle of the day on a Wednesday without her knowing.

"Yeah, everything's great. I meant to tell you earlier in the week, but I forgot. Think you can come?" Tristan asked.

"Yeah, I'll be there in about an hour or so," Rory answered.

"Great. Your swimsuit is still here, right?" he asked.

"Yeah, it is. I'll see you shortly."

"Alright. Love you, Mare," Tristan said before hanging up.

Rory sat and thought for a minute, still wondering what in the world was going on. Deciding that she needed to put her mind at rest, she opted to go ahead and leave. She sent her newest chapters off to Rebecca and then she clipped Romeo and Juliet's leashes on them and grabbed her purse. Rory and the dogs were on their way to Tristan's house a few short minutes later.

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"So, tell me all about this girl!" Abigail demanded as she sat down at the bar next to her brother. He'd come in the house to get some snacks together while Greg played in the pool with the kids, but apparently they were taking a break to talk about Rory now.

Tristan chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck. "She's pretty incredible, Abby. She's way too good for me," Tristan admitted.

"You're not getting off that easy, little brother. I want to know more!" Abby insisted.

"Alright, she's in journalism. She's brilliant, and gorgeous. She has the best sense of humor, and she's not afraid to tell me when I'm being stupid. She's actually from society, but she's not a vapid bimbo. And she's too damn good for me, but she loves me anyway," Tristan finished.

"So what Mom and Dad said is true? You're in love?!" Abby squealed.

"I'm in love."

Abby stood up and flew into Tristan's arms, hugging him fiercely. "You've found your forever!" she exclaimed just as the front door opened.

Tristan and Abigail turned to see Rory standing there with her mouth wide open. She looked like she was in shock as she watched a beautiful blonde in a bikini hug her boyfriend. Before Tristan could even say hello, the back door opened and Greg and the kids walked into the living room. The kids immediately ran towards the puppies, excited to get to play with them, and Rory dropped their leashes as she still tried to figure out what was going on.

"Rory Gilmore? Is that you? I haven't seen you since Obama's 2008 campaign," Greg said when he saw who was standing at the door. "Don't tell me you're Tristan's girl we've been hearing so much about?"

Rory finally snapped out of it and smiled at Greg. "It's really nice to see you. How have you been?" she asked as they hugged briefly.

"I'm sorry - you know my brother-in-law?" Tristan asked in confusion.

"I'm with Tris - how do you two know each other?" Abby added.

Greg laughed and shook his head. "I would think you would remember, Abby. Rory interviewed me when she was covering Obama's presidential bid back in 2008. You saw us sitting down over coffee for the interview and accused me of having an affair," Greg reminded her.