Disclaimer: I do not own Gilmore Girls characters
Spoilers: none
Pairing: Tristan and Rory
Rating: PG
Summary: Tragedy strikes the US, forcing people to say how they feel about each other at the present time

The American Tragedy

By Chrissy


Have you ever heard the saying "If you were about to die and had only
one phone call to make, who would you call, what would you say? What
are you waiting for?"

My grandmother tells me all the time that I should say what I want to
say to someone at the present rather then later on because there might
not be a later time. Her words of wisdom never came shining through
as brightly as they have right now.

While I was driving to Chilton, all I heard was, "President Bush is
trying to talk to the Middle East, Pakistan and India, about peace
talks." Why can't everyone just be at peace?

Chilton

"Hey, Rory!"

"Oh, hi Tristan," she said lifelessly.

"Don't try to sound too enthusiastic or anything. Can't wait to
stare at you in Mr. Medina's class. See ya soon, my infamous Mary."

"Can't wait to stare at you through the back of my head! Better
watch out!" Rory laughed.

At that moment, I would have to say I smirked like the Grinch.

Mr. Medina's Class

Mr. Medina said, "Can someone please update me on the Middle East
crisis? Tristan, go ahead."

"Um, India and Pakistan, with the help of the United States, are
going to try to have peace talks today. There's been a lot of
tension between the two countries and the US wants both of them to
find common ground."

"Thank you, Tristan. Right now, we're going to watch President
Bush. This meeting is in India, but Pakistani leaders are there. I
want you all to pay attention because we might have a quiz on this
later on."

Wow, Rory looks so great! She watches the television intently and
writes quickly to take notes. God, I love her.

Mr. Medina explains, "Okay the President is coming into the room to
start the talks. India is going to talk first, then Pakistan. Wait,
a miiiiiiinnn…

Just then, the President was being held hostage. The television went
blank. The loudspeaker came on abruptly, "Please all students get
under your desks immediately. India and Pakistan have taken hostage
President Bush. United States is proclaiming war over Pakistan and
India. Canada and England have agreed to help us. For the students
here at children, today, May 2, 2001, will be the start of World War
III. We are all proud Americans and will stand up for our country.
Thank you and we wish every student here good fortune. Let your
future live on."

I ran straight to Rory. "It's okay. Everything's going to be
fine, just wait and see."

"I don't want to die. I love America. No, no, this is just a dream."

"You really dream about me?"

"This so not the time to joke."

"My grandmother says there's no time like the present."

I thought about my last line. No time like the present.

"Rory, I need to tell you something…"


Part Two

Just then, the loudspeaker came on again. "This is a note to
everyone in Chilton, until further notice,school will be closed.
Please pack up your belongings and leave the premises immediately."

"Rory, I'll drive you home."

"Really?"

"Yeah, it's no problem."

"Thanks."

We walked out towards the student parking lot. I opened the door to
my Jetta and motioned for Rory to get in.

By the time we were settled in, we couldn't get out of the parking
lot because of all the cars getting out. That was good because it
gave us time to talk.

"Rory, I really need to tell you something."

"I need to tell you something, too," she said with a huge smile on
her face.

"You first."

"Well, Dean and I got back together."

"Oh, congratulations."

"Thanks. Okay, now you."

"Oh, nothing. I forgot what I was going to say."

I felt like I was about to die. How could she be back with Dean? How
could anyone love her more than me?

Just then, there was an opening in the parking lot. I hit the gas
and started towards Stars Hallow. The ride to Stars Hallow was slow
and I was thankful for that because this would probably be the
longest time I had ever spent with Rory. The longer time I spent
with her, the more I loved her. We talked about everything from dogs
to the shore. We told jokes that made our cheeks hurt. But then, we
were taken back to reality when we reached her house.

"Bye, Tristan!"

"Bye, Rory."

On the way back to my house, I had too much time to think about my
life. I realized then that I needed to have an interior makeover. I
know trying to become a better person won't change things that I have
done in the past, but maybe it will help me in the future. If it
helps me in the future, I can be with Rory.

When I reached my house, I ran inside. I told my parents that I was
going to enlist in the army and help fight the war. My parents stood
in amazement,and then said, "Absolutely not."

"Why not? I want to help out the best way I can, which is to help
fight in the war. It's my duty as an American citizen. I want to
protect everyone from being hurt or even killed."

"Tristan, did someone knock you over the head with a bat
or something? Don't you know how dangerous wars are?"

"Dad, I know it's dangerous, but I need to change myself. I am too
self involved. I need to help others and change my personality.
What the army needs is a good healthy body with determination to help
them in the war; I'm just that. I'm going to enlist with or without
your permission. I've never felt as strongly as I do now about an
idea. America is great, but if you don't let me fight, America will
be taking a huge step backward."

With that, I ran upstairs, grabbed some clothes, and ran downstairs.
My parents stood in shock. I guess it would be hard to hear that your
child willingly is going to sign up to help in the war. I ran up to
my mom and hugged her. I shook my dad's hand and left. Finally, I'm
on the right path.

Army Signup

"Where do I signup?

"Don't you think you're a little young to be fighting?"

"No, are you going to argue with a kid who's got determination and a
healthy body willing to fight for his country? I didn't think so."

After I signed up, I saw him. Dean. Rory's boyfriend. I know in the
past I would have started a fight, but I'm starting over. I need to
change.

"Hey, Dean."

"Oh, hi, Tristan."

"Did you signup for the war, too?"

"Yeah, you?"

"Yeah. Listen, I just wanted to tell you congratulations on getting
Rory back."

"Thanks. Didn't you have a`thing' for her?"

"Yeah, but I realized I need to change. Look for other things in life
rather than girls. I should focus on my future now, my career. I
just wanted to say that I'm sorry for fighting with you at the dance."

"You're forgiven. Well I gotta go, maybe I'll see ya around."

"Yeah, bye."

"Bye."

I think what I said to Dean was half true. The thing is, I still
LOVE Rory. I don't think I'll ever stop loving her.

As I got on the plane to go to India, I felt like I was going to make
a difference. Anytime that I would feel scared, I would just imagine
Rory and remember whom I was fighting for.

As I stepped foot on Indian soil, I envisioned Rory. Rory, give me
the strength to win this war. My troop leader told our troop that we
were to go on the battlefield. We all received a gun and a helmet. I
need to be brave. As soon as I got to the battlefield, I felt rage
come out of me and that rage "dripped" on to the gun. With every
shot I took, the rage seemed to be leaving me. I never missed an aim
that I had tried for. Even though I was scared, I tell myself that I
need to be strong. Think of my family, Rory, and the rest of America.

Just then I heard a plane overhead. I knew it wasn't an American
plane. I could see a bomb being dropped. I looked at where it was
going to be dropped. All those people are going to die! I gotta
help them!

I ran as fast as I could and said, "Yo! Everyone, get out! Run,
there's a bomb dropping on top of you!"

I saw this one guy stuck behind the barrier. I ran over to him and
with all my strength, I pulled him out. I picked him up and started
running. I knew the bomb was going to drop, I couldn't run any
faster, and so I had to throw the guy so that he would be safe. I
could care less about myself, just as long as he's okay

BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMM!

Stars Hallow

I was so mad. How could Dean do this to me? How could he sign up for
the war? After I tell him I love him, he leaves me. How could he? I
need to talk to someone. It can't be Lane or my mom because they
agree with me on everything and what I need is someone to tell me how
they see it, not the way I see it.

I dialed Tristan's number. Why am I dialing his number? Because he's
nice and doesn't tell me what I want to hear. Yeah. "Hi, this is
Rory, is Tristan there?"

"I'm sorry, Tristan's not here. He's fighting in the army."

"What? How could you let a seventeen year old go into the army?"

"He went without our permission. He was determined to fight."

"Thank you Mrs. DuGray."

Tristan, you're the only one I can talk to about Dean. How could you
not be here? Then, I started crying. Why am I crying? Because Dean
and Tristan both left me. The two boys I ever loved. What? What
was I just thinking? Did I just say I loved Tristan?

India

"Yo, kid. Damn, this cut's bad, real bad. Get him out of here! We
need a medic right away!" said the troop leader.

"Oh, God! Tristan! You were supposed to be my enemy and you saved
me," Dean said.

"Dean, that was you? Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh, my head kills."

Dean asked the medic if it was okay to go with Tristan in the plane.
The medic said that would be fine.

Tristan's head had been badly injured with debris from the bomb
drop. He was flown back to the states so that he wouldn't die. Dean
resigned from the army to stay with Tristan. He made sure that
Tristan was fine.

HARTFORD HOSPITAL

"Mr. and Mrs. DuGray, Tristan will be fine. His head may hurt for a
little while, but the headaches will disappear in about a week."

"Thank you doctor."

"Tristan, when you have an idea, you sure don't know how to back away
from it. Look what you've done to yourself."

"Mom, Dad, I'm sorry I left without your permission, but I really
needed to do this. I had to rethink my character."

"It's okay Tristan, you're safe now."

"Can you turn the television on? I want to find out what's happening
in India."

"Okay."

"India has just surrendered. The United States has WON! President
Bush is safe! United States has prevailed. Right now, I feel
extraordinary to be an American."

Just then, Tristan got an unexpected visitor.

"We'll leave you two alone," said the DuGray's.

"Hi, Tristan!"

"Rory, is that you?"

"Yeah, Dean told me what you did. You must have been really
brave. Thank you."

"For what?"

"For saving America."

"I didn't save America. I was only on the battlefield for like four
hours. I didn't make a difference in the war."

"One person makes all the difference in the world. Your
determination to win helped others to fight harder for what they
believed in. Tristan, you had more strength than I would have ever
had to be in India, fighting a war."

"Rory, can I tell you something?"

"Yeah, what is it?"

"Rory, I know I'm not supposed to say this or feel like this, but, I
have to say it. I love you. I loved you since the day I met you.
You make my eyes shine up."

"Tristan, it's okay to feel like that."

"Yeah, but I'll never be able to love you the way I want to."

"Tristan, did I tell you I called your house when you were in India?
When you weren't there, I cried. At the time, I didn't know why I
cried, but now I do. When you drove me home from Chilton, I hadn't
left that much with anyone. What I'm trying to say is, I love you,
too."

With that, Tristan held Rory in his arms and kissed her.

The end.

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