Disclaimer: I don't own the Gilmore Girls characters, nor do I own the song "I Found a Reason."

A/N: This fic deals with some pretty serious stuff like rape and relationship abuse, sometimes in a graphic nature. I don't want to offend anyone, and I'm trying to create how the characters would react in situations like this.

Lorelai sat thoughtfully at the edge of Jason's bed. She wasn't happy anymore, everything was going downhill. Now, she was constantly at odds with Emily and Richard about their relationship. Rory was so busy with school, Sookie was frantically trying to deal with Davey, she basically had no one. That was probably the only reason she stayed with Jason. She leaned back and closed her eyes for a moment, then got up.

'I can't do this anymore.' She thought. Jason emerged from the bathroom with a grin.

"Feeling like a another round?" He said playfully, sitting next to her. She shook her head distantly.

"No, Jason…I've been thinking." She took a deep breath and stood up. "I can't be fighting with my parents for another reason, and all of this is just too hard for me to handle. I don't think I can be in this relationship." Jason stood up.

"No." He said in disbelief. She shook her head and began wrapping her dress around her.

"I have to, Jason…" He grabbed the dress and pulled it off her again.

"You're not going to leave like this, Lorelai." He said, a hint of anger in his voice. She grabbed her dress back again, he slapped her hand. She held it in utter astonishment.

"Let me leave." She said darkly. He shook his head. She began dressing, quicker this time.

"YOU'RE NOT LEAVING!" He yelled angrily, Lorelai had never felt this scared, she felt tears running down her face and began to run. He grabbed her hard, she could even feel his nails digging into her skin.

"Please…" She whispered in desperation. He threw her against his dresser, where an open bottle of wine crashed to the floor, glass digging into her arms and legs. The pain was sharp and she could see her foot bleeding hard. He grabbed her again, even harder, ripping her dress off. She was dizzy. She couldn't breathe or think. She was fighting, she was screaming. Was she screaming? She could faintly hear her voice trying hard, until it gave out and she couldn't say anything at all.

Lorelai was naked and scared. She could vaguely remember Jason throwing her on the bed, holding her breasts tightly, the searing pain, and finally, him entering her hard and painful, instead of the tenderness they had had, this was rape. It was rough and painful, scarring. She was fading in and out, her body had given up, she couldn't move. Finally, she blacked out.

An hour later, she woke up. 'This has to be a nightmare.' She thought desperately. Jason was no where to be seen, she sat up, feeling sore. She could feel so many spots of pain, it hadn't been a dream. She saw so much blood, the glass from the bottle had been cleaned up. If there weren't so many developing bruises and gashes, it wouldn't look like anything had happened. It wasn't hitting her. She didn't want it to hit her. Lorelai had been raped. She was in too much pain to think about how she felt. She wanted to leave. She heard footsteps.

"You can leave." He said, throwing her the dress she had tried so desperately to get back in. It was ripped, and the pretty flower pattern on the bottom had blood on it. She got up and slowly wrapped it around her. She passed Jason quickly, he put his arm in front of her and embraced her.

"I'll see you soon…" He put his finger on her chin, then leaned over to her ear. "If you go to anyone, you will be sorry. Just imagine everything and everyone that you've ever loved in pain, imagine watching it." She nodded. She was going to have to go through this, for Rory, for the inn, for Sookie, her parents, and Luke. He let go of her and she ran to her Jeep, terrified. She sped off, trying not to think of what just happened. As soon as she hit a stop light far away from her house, she could feel tears streaming down her cheeks. It wasn't a nightmare, everything was aching, her foot was bleeding, there was glass stuck in her arms. She looked at the clock. It was midnight, which was good, she couldn't let anyone see her until she cleaned up.

She checked her mirror, other than tear streaked, and a little puffy, she looked okay. She took another deep breath and heard a loud beeping, then looked up. The light was green, the car behind her was pissed. She tapped the gas and was off as fast as she could, wanting so bad to go home and shower.

She looked around for any sign of Jason, then got out of her car. But instead of Jason's car, Rory's car was parked in her driveway. She didn't know if she could handle this. She looked in the backseat of her car and found some extra clothes, hiding her dress in the glove compartment of the passenger seat. She wiped her face, and tugged at her sleeves trying to hide her bruised, gashed arms.

Finally, she opened her door, and heard Rory's voice. It was comforting to her.

"Mom!" Then, she saw Rory running and hugging her. "I didn't have a lot of homework this weekend, so I decided to surprise you. You're not busy, are you? I've missed you." Lorelai held her daughter tight, trying to suppress her tears.

"No…I'm wide open." She said smiling falsely.

"Good. Because boy, do I have plans. I'm thinking movies galore, and so many Sophia dieing our heads will spin." Rory studied Lorelai. "You look pretty tired…And a little weirdly dressed." Lorelai looked down at her outfit, a short black skirt, and a neon green t-shirt. She gave a nervous laugh.

"Laundry day." She said shrugging. "I'm going to go to bed, I'm happy you're here." Then walked upstairs. As soon as her door was closed, she fell to the ground and started sobbing uncontrollably.

"Please…" She whispered. Finally, she stripped down and started the shower. She studied her body in the mirror. It was caked with dried blood, and had bruises everywhere. Her breasts felt sore, when she moved her hands she could feel a searing pain. She looked awful, like she had come from a war. She stepped into the shower and let the warm water cascade down every part of her body, scrubbing her aching body.

A/N: Tell me what you think….