What happens when a handsome man rescues you then you meet your nemesis after dessert? This is a story of Finn and Rory then Rory and Tristan, it was a pleasure to write and I hope you enjoy!

Standard Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, I make no profits I just have a very fertile mind and these characters lend themselves so well to it.

Wind Blown

Chapter 1 – The Storm

Rory felt herself drift, she had a system, 1 hurricane to chill, 2-hurricane to relax and 3-hurricane still the mind and sleep deeply. She rocked gently in the covered hammock book set aside; she knew she wouldn't burn the cabana provided full coverage. The third drink had her deep in slumber, dreamless and calm. Deep in her sleep she felt a sudden chill, ice slapped her warm skin and she felt suddenly like she should wake but was still so deep in sleep she could not. Her half-awake mind wondered how she was caught in such a cold storm so far from winter. Suddenly she felt strong arms lifting her, carrying her close to his taught chest; she liked this part of the dream.

"Sorry Sheila, can't let a lovely like you drown because the weather soured." Her accented hero chuckled.

Her body jostled against him as he jogged forward; instinctively she wrapped her arms around his neck to steady the jostling a deep chuckle came from the man's chest. She felt herself being laid on a soft pillow, and her arms being adjusted back to her then her body being covered with a warm blanket. She liked this dream, soft and warm, so protected. Slowly she emerged from her alcohol induced slumber. The arms that had held her were strong and sure and he felt strangely familiar. Even his smell was oddly comforting like some faint and pleasant memory. Cautiously she opened her eyes adjusting to the light while she focused on her hero. She blinked hard to clear the booze induced haze, her mind remembered Finn? What was he doing in her dream, wait was this a dream.

"Finn, she rasped her voice sticky from both the sugary drinks and her slumber, "What, where, why?" The query came out quick and breathless.

"Rory, sweet reporter girl, I can't believe it's you. Of all the beaches in all the globe, I rescue you." He was taken aback "Sorry luv I had no idea it was you. Really all I saw was a lovely Sheila about to be washed away by the storm and acted. You know, being the gentleman I was brought up to be, my mum would have my ears if I could help and didn't. Besides I'd be a fool not to take a chance at a proper thank you." He finished with a glimmer and a wink.

They looked out the large front window in time to see the sheets of solid water falling then disappear as the storm shutters removed it from view. Rory shivered. Finn glanced warily around quickly assessing the surroundings.

"So, luv what brings you to Florida and I hope this is your hotel too." He looked at her expectantly.

"Spring break", she said blushing.

"Luv, you graduated 3 years ago, isn't spring break for students? Are you chasing a story or perhaps looking for a little lovin' " he teased with a leer.

"Graduate school, Business Major, after following the campaign for a while I got a whole different perspective and decided to fast track you know 4 yrs. in 2? This is a much needed break from the load. Good news though I walk in June. Then I will be learning the ropes to take over for Grandpa at the helm of Gilmore Insurance." Her eyes sparkled with pride as she explained. "And you, what mischief brings you to the sunny Florida? Let me guess you are judging a redheaded wet t-shirt competition. Or dare I hope, you are here with your true love?" She sat up and nudged his shoulder in good humor.

"Well, actually I am here in advance of my mates bachelor party." He glanced aside warily.

"Finn it's OK, I read Page 6, and I speak with Emily at regular intervals. Believe it or not I have been to many of the same events, just with a different crowd. I know he is marrying the Winter girl, she is a recent graduate of Vassar, excellent breeding. "She spoke haughtily, "they are the society darlings. You can't pick up a paper and not find their overly cheerful faces mooning over each other. Look I appreciate the concern, but I am totally over him, I am more than OK with the choice I made."

Finn raised his hands I mock surrender, "OK Luv, I got it, and just to confirm, he is not here, I came early to take care of some family business and scope out the sites. You know the old duties of a Morgan and best man and all. I am compelled to scout out the bars, find the best looking Sheila's and of course make sure no ex's are staying in the same hotel." He winked. "then on one day I find a pretty little Sheila asleep in a storm rescue her and surprise it's you!"

Rory suddenly became aware of her state of dress, or undress as the case maybe, the bikini was perfect for spring break but she hadn't expected to see anyone she knew. She pulled the blanket over her protectively.

"Ah, Finn, do you mind if I retire to my villa for more appropriate attire? I know the Pink Shell has a pretty lax policy, but I'd feel better if we continued this while I am a little more clothed. Please tell me this is the center structure."

Well, as luck would have it, this is, so as much as I am enjoying your lovely figure, I can allow you to retire to your villa to redress. I will have to ask that you allow me to wine and dine you though, deal?"

"Sounds like a plan, Oh, I don't suppose you rescued my book? I was using my room key as a placeholder." She bit her lower lip.

"Sorry, but nope, let me escort you to the desk, I may have more than a little pull with management, seeing how I am it." He extended his hand and helped her up then escorted her to the desk.

After helping her at the front desk by confirming her identity, he checked on the status of the storm. Darn, no leaving for dinner, guess I will have to make arrangements for a table in the restaurant given the current situation they are going to be packed. Perhaps supper in his private rooms would be preferable. The storm continued to rage, but the sturdy storm blinds would keep it from damaging the hotel or scaring the guest too badly. Luckily the storm was just a storm and hadn't reached hurricane status, that would be a very bad thing. It was hoped it would pass before daybreak. In the meantime the guests were all confined to the hotel, the staff was well trained and Finn's only concern was learning more about Rory. He felt Logan hadn't truly moved on, but needed to know if she had. He was surprised to learn she was taking over the Gilmore Insurance conglomerate, but knew by the sparkle in her eyes it was her choice not theirs. He was curious though to find out how the eager reporter suddenly turned into a business mogul. There was quite a bit to catch up on.