Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own this show or any of the characters in it.

Author's note: This is most definitely a Javajunkie fanfiction that takes place in the middle of season three, after the wedding and the episode "Haunted Leg". I really hope you guys like it, and please review it because I love criticism for the right things.

Lorelai Gilmore drummed her fingers on the steering wheel of her Jeep, her palms slightly sweating as she did so. Her foot tapped on the floor of her vehicle, no where near the pedals, wishing she could just drive away.

Why did she agree to doing this? Was she drunk when she agreed?

I was probably high on crack, she thought to herself as she slumped down in her seat, hoping no one would see her as she was contemplating whether to drive away or stay.

The only thing that made her want to go in was the fact that there was coffee. She hadn't had any all day, so she wondered how she had even functioned.

She groaned in frustration. Why had she agreed to this?

A few days ago, Christopher had called her, telling her they needed to talk right away about something important. After Chris begging, she solemnly agreed, telling him to meet her at Luke's today at noon. Right now, it was 12:20pm.

Turning off the ignition, Lorelai exhaled deeply as she knew what she had to do. It was a hard decision, but she knew she had agreed. She had to talk to him.

"Damn coffee," Lorelai swore to herself as she made her way out of her Jeep, letting the winds hit her as hard as a train, "God, it's cold."

As she walked down the sidewalk, there were multiple times where she stopped and looked back at her Jeep, wondering if she could just ditch and pretend she forgot. That would've been nice, but Christopher knew her. He knew her better than anyone. He knew she barely forgot anything, and if she did forget, it was about something extremely small. Chris knew Lorelai would never forget about having lunch with somebody else.

As she opened the door to Luke's, instead of opening it halfway to come in, the wind took the door and banged it against the wall, causing everyone to stare at her, including Christopher.

"Sorry," Lorelai nervously laughed as she closed the door, causing everyone to return to their meals. Thankfully, they didn't really care if she did something stupid because she did things like that constantly.

Christopher stood up from his chair, walking up to her for a hug, "Hey, isn't it the woman of the hour?"

Although Lorelai never listened to her parents about manners, the thing she had always admired about them was the fact that they showed well, meaning they didn't look like bitches in a crowd and acted polite around guests.

As much as Lorelai wanted that attribute, it didn't exist in her world. As much as she tried, she couldn't do it. The fact that she lacked this attribute caused to her half hug Christopher (the one-armed hug), instead giving him a bear hug like she would've Rory.

As she hugged Christopher, she felt nauseous. When she hugged him years ago, he smelled of pumpkin spice, causing Lorelai to feel safe and welcomed. Now, he reeked of alcohol, causing her to know what kind of person he turned into: unkind and that kind of man who'd take advantage of someone.

"Hey, Chris," Lorelai fake smiled as she quickly let go of the hug, "How are you?"

"Good," he said with a real smile as he sat down, "You?"

Sitting down she said, "The inn's good, Rory's good, Emily's normal, so I'm good."

Christopher nodded as he said, "Look, we need to talk about something."

Lorelai raised her eyebrows as she leaned closer to him so she could whisper, "Oh, did you rob a bank?"

"No, just...just about us," he said as he used his hands to gesture between him and her.

Lorelai's fake smile turned into a real frown, "What...what is there to talk about?"

"Everything," Christopher said, "I need to explain everything. I owe you an explanation. You deserve an explanation."

"But I don't want an explanation," Lorelai said defensively, "I don't need an explanation from you. All I know is you guys had a serious relationship and one night you didn't wear a condom. Now, Sherry's pregnant."

Christopher leaned in closer, "Look, I don't want to cause a scene…"

"What do you want to order?" Luke asked, purposely interrupting their conversation. He could hear things getting heated from the other side of the diner, and he wanted to calm it down.

For the first time in a few hours, Lorelai gave a real smile as she looked up at Luke, saying in a real high-pitched cheerleader voice, "Well...I thought I'd go for a vodka today. You know, my usual."

"In a desperate need of coffee I'm assuming?" Luke asked sarcastically as he looked down at his notepad.

"It's life threatening how desperate it is."

Luke smiled, "Ah, I see, and some blueberry pancakes, I'm assuming."

"Yes, with a side of grapefruit," Lorelai kidded sarcastically.

Luke's smile turned into a frown as he turned towards Christopher, "And you?"

"I'd also like some blueberry pancakes," he replied, "Just to try them out."

"And I'm guessing you want a real vodka?" Luke kidded, commenting on the fact he smelled like alcohol.

Christopher frowned, his eyes filling with anger, "Why don't you just do your job and serve food?"

Luke left, not really caring an alcoholic rudely commented on his occupation, but felt bad for leaving Lorelai alone with him.

What's the worst that can happen? Their in public, he thought to himself as he poured coffee, using his peripheral vision to watch what was happening.

"I love you, Lore," Luke heard from a distance, causing his hands to form into fists, "Please believe that I think that. The fact that Sherry's pregnant is a minor setback…"

"Minor?" Lorelai loudly whispered, "That's a baby Chris. A baby that you'll have to be the father of. A baby's life you'll have to be a part of."

"I know. I know…but…"

"But what?" Lorelai interrupted, "I don't love you. I don't have any feelings for you. I only feel bad for you."

"What is that supposed to mean?" Christopher shouted as he stood up so the whole diner was staring at them.

"Let's not a make a scene," Lorelai whispered, "Please…"

Christopher rolled his eyes as he bit down on his tongue, "No, I'm going to make a scene because what you said was irrelevant and wrong. What do you mean you feel bad for me?"

Lorelai opened her mouth to retort, but Christopher interrupted, "I'm so sick of the way you treat me!"

Lorelai stood up, completely shocked, "What? You're sick of the way I treat you! I'm sick of the way you treat me. First of, you left Rory so I had to take care of her alone. I had no money, no help, but I kept going for that little girl. The little girl who I am so proud of!"

"I never left!" Christopher interrupted, "I'm here! I'm here now!"

Lorelai rolled her eyes, "You say that you're here because you have recently started coming in and out of Rory's life. I don't know if you've stayed or left! Whenever you come here, you ruin something or hurt someone. You always leave me hurt! I hurt for months before I can pick myself up again! You're like a haircut, no one likes how the haircut originally turns out, but then six months later you love it for like a day. Then, oops, it's time to get a haircut again!"

Luke came out of the back, hearing people yelling, wondering what was happening. He knew who was fighting, since he knew their voices, but he wanted to know what was going on. He wanted to know if Lorelai was okay.

"God, Lorelai," Christopher yelled, grabbing his hair, "You've never changed!"

"Then why do you love me?!"

Christopher stood still for a moment, silent. While he was searching for something to say, Lorelai looked around the diner and counted how many people were staring.

20...21...22. God, I'm an idiot. Patty's going to be spreading this around town for sure.

"I don't know…" Christopher finally said, interrupting the silence, "All I know is that we're right together. When I'm with you, it feels right."

Lorelai froze, her narrowing eyes going back to their original kind state. She looked down at the ground, her eyes forming tears, "I'm sorry, but I don't feel that way about you…"

As soon as she said that, Christopher grabbed his jacket and walked out the door. He didn't say goodbye or say a last remark, but left.

Lorelai just stood there as everyone in the whole diner stared at her, wondering what the heck just happened. She felt like crying.

As soon as the first tear escaped her eye, Luke yelled, "Everyone, there's nothing to look at here! Keep eating or leave," he walked up to Ms. Patty and whispered, "I swear to god if you spread this around town, I will never serve you as a customer every again."

He turned to everyone and said, "Did you hear that? If you spread this, none of you are invited here ever again!"

"When were we ever gracefully invited…" a man whispered as he sipped his coffee.

A woman rolled her eyes, "If this happened to anyone else, it's fine, but when it's Lorelai…"

Lorelai stood there, the pain of her new haircut showing. The only thing she could think of doing was grabbing her purse and leaving, but her body wouldn't let her do it.

As she stood there, Luke walked up to her and whispered, "Are you okay?"

Lorelai gave him a smile as he laid his hand on her shoulder, "Yeah, just sinking everything in."

Luke nodded as he went behind the counter, and started to wipe the countertop with a rag. For the hundredth time that hour, she felt something in her stomach that felt...well she didn't know. It was a mixture of great and horrible, and that feeling went towards Luke. Lorelai had never felt that way towards anyone, so she just pushed those feelings aside as she walked out the diner door.