To that person who wanted to know if Jess has a buzz cut, the answer is yes. Although I, myself, love his yummy brown curls, okay enough of that. Yay! I'm feeling very happy right now. I finally figured out how to upload stories on my Mac! Guys, I have to give you some advice.... sometimes its nice to read instructions. Well I'm real happy, I know most of you have realized by now that this story is coming to a close soon. IM GONNA MISS U. .... They were flung into the arms of none other than Lorelai Gilmore. She rocked back and forth with both of their heads pulled to her shoulders. She had never been more worried in her life. She didn't even know Tristan, but it was still a traumatizing experience to believe that someone is dead for a couple of days. She never thought that she'd say it, but she was happy to see Jess. After what seemed like forever, she slowly released them. Tears were silently running down her face. She smiled slightly then smacked both of them in the head. "What the hell were you guys thinking? We were worried sick! You could've been dead, or lying in a ditch crying for help! You could've been so many things! And you!" She turned to Jess." You should see what you've done to Luke and Rory! They think this is all their fault, we were so worried that you were hurt, and okay, are you okay?" She started crying again, this time tears mixed with anger, frustration, worry, and the most surprising of all, joy. She hurriedly wiped her tears away and gave another shaky smile. "Well, why are you standing out here all dirty and stuff, get inside." She stepped back and allowed Jess to walk in, and slowly, Tristan followed. They all sat down on the couch and Jess was the first to speak up. "How is she?" He asked softly. Lorelai's head whipped around at the sincerity of his tone and saw that he really cared about her. "Not so good, she said that its her fault. She blames herself for everything." Another dreadful silence. "So, do you guys want to clean up or something? You look terrible." Jess nodded. "Jess, you can take the shower, because you sure as hell need it." Jess smirked and walked upstairs to the bathroom. Lorelai got off the couch and was walking into the kitchen when she stopped. "Come on." She called to Tristan gently. He got up and followed Lorelai into the kitchen. She reached on top of the refrigerator and got a white box with a red cross on the front. A first aid kit. She hopped up on the counter and motioned for Tristan to stand in front of her. As she was disinfecting his bloody nose, she spoke. "So Tristan, I don't believe we've ever met." She said, looking into his eyes. He shook his head. "You can talk, I won't bite." Tristan smiled. "I've seen you before." His hoarse voice said all of a sudden. Her blue eyes widened at the sudden response from the once silent figure. "Oh? Where?" "At the Romeo and Juliet play. Only for a second, but I knew you were Rory's mom. Not many people have those eyes." Tristan said. Her eyes narrowed. "Checking out my daughter's eyes huh?" Lorelai said, playfully. "Uh no, not that... um, well, they're sort of hard to miss." Tristan stammered. Lorelai smiled as she put a Band-Aid on a cut near his eye. "How did you get so scratched up?" She asked, suddenly concerned. Tristan smiled again. "Jess." Lorelai smiled also. "You guys were supposed to be helping each other, not tearing each other's brain out." "Sorry bout that." She said, as he winced from the sting of an alcohol pad. "Where's Rory?" Tristan asked, finally building up the courage. "At Luke's, she should be back soon." "Oh, Tristan said as he avoided Lorelai's gaze. "You don't seem so bad." Lorelai said, all of a sudden. "What?" "In Rory's Sophomore year, she came home close to tears a lot because of two reasons: Paris, and you. I've met Paris, and she's become pretty close to this family." Tristan smiled at the thought of Paris and Rory being friends. "But, you got sent away before I could meet you and beat the living crap out of you for making my daughters life a living hell." She said all in one breath. A newly showered Jess stepped into the kitchen. "All done here." Lorelai said, referring to Tristan's wounds. "Your turn Jessie." Lorelai teased. Jess rolled his eyes but didn't move. "What's wrong, come on Jess." She urged. "It might sting." He said sheepishly. Tristan's face pinked a little from trying to hold in his laughter, Lorelai, however, openly smiled. "It won't hurt I promise." Many "ow"'s later, both Jess and Tristan were groomed and bandaged. "Jess you should go to Luke's. Tristan, I guess you can go with him, call your parents." She pulled both of them down for hugs as she did when they first got there. Just as she was releasing them, the door opened and in stepped Rory Gilmore. Jess took in her appearance. She hadn't changed much since the last time he saw her. She wore a multi-colored t-shirt, and blue jeans. Her hair perfectly framed her face and he couldn't help but fall in love with those blue eyes all over again. Tristan couldn't breathe. The girl who had haunted his dreams since he met her was standing right in front of him. Her coffee brown hair, hung loosely past her shoulders and she was holding brown bags in her hands. Her eyes looked - if possible- bluer than he remembered and her heart shaped face taunted him. He felt like he was in a dream. "Sorry I took so long mom, but Luke wasn't giving me coffee so I had to.... wow... hi." She said as she dropped the bags and saw her mom in the middle of Tristan and Jess. Surprising all of them, she walked over to Jess and wrapped her arms around his neck in a tight embrace. "I was worried sick. I thought you were... and it was my.... and they couldn't.... and we were...." She sobbed as she held on to Jess for dear life. He pulled her closer. and kissed her forehead. "It's okay. I'm sorry, Ror. I'm here." He whispered. They slowly pulled away from each other and Rory turned to Tristan. "Tristan!" She said as she gave him a tight hug. "Believe it or not, I've missed you." (that line is from another one of my stories. :-D ) She pulled back and smacked the both of them on their head. "We were worried sick!" Lorelai, Tristan, and Jess laughed at how much like her mother Rory was. A/N: Review if you want me to continue. BTW, the mystery of Dean will remain a mystery till I decide if I want him in the mix or not.