Disclaimer- Sadly, I don't own Gilmore Girls.
author's note- uses dialouge from episode 7.05 The Great Stink. Starts when they are on the way to Friday night dinner.
"Meaning?" Chris replied, confused by Lorelais sudden opinion change.
"Well, she's only 4 years old. She barely even knows Sherry."
"Yeah, but Sherry's her mother," Chris said, starting to sound agitated.
"A mother she hasn't seen in two years."
"Look, Sherry's doing really well. You read her letter. And I think I've been doing a really good job with Gigi."
"Oh, honey. Amazing," she replied sympathetically.
"But it's hard, you know? I-it's -- it's really hard, and Gigi needs her mom. And if I can help bring them both back together, I-I-I want to do that. I have to do that."
"I-Im just... Im not sure its such a good idea that Gigi goes to Paris", Lorelai confessed.
"I know, I get that. I just -- I think maybe you should put a little more thought into it, you know, before you send a toddler on an airplane with an 18-year-old nanny who's totally psyched to go to France." Lorelai criticized.
"The nanny's 25," corrected Chris, keeping his eyes on the road.
"Oh, oh, okay, then," Lorelai said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Like the nanny's really your problem here," replied an annoyed Chris, avoiding to look at Lorelai.
"Well, I mean, it's not an un-problem, you know? I think you should just consider it more carefully or maybe go yourself."
"Look, I read her letter--"
"Oh, my god! Enough!" Lorelai yelled, cutting him off, "Enough with the letter already!"
Chris, Lorelai, Emily, and Richard were sitting in the dining room. Emily was babbling on about some kind of wine. Lorelai had finally had enough of her and her husband acting like teenagers. They needed to sort things out.
"I need to see you in the bathroom," she simply stated, looking at Chris.
"Fine. Excuse me." He said and followed her down the hall. As soon as he entered, Lorelai locked the door. Confused, Chris sighed and asked "Uh, would you mind telling me what the hell--"
Lorelai cut him off. "You're not Sherry."
"Excuse me?" replied Chris, scratching his head.
"You've changed, Chris."
"What are you talking about?"
"Maybe we were derelicts back then. But we were 16. We were just kids. You were just a kid," Explained Lorelai.
"So?" Chris replied, still not getting what she was trying to say.
"So, you leaving Rory when you were 16 is not at all the same as Sherry, a grown woman, packing up and living Gigi So I get why you were upset with me. Because when I'm criticizing Sherry, you feel like I'm criticizing you. But I'm -- I wasn't. I'm not. You've changed. You're not 16. You're not a kid. You're not Sherry. I get it."
"Wow, you get it. That's great, Lor. Thanks for telling me how I feel," Chris stated, his voice continuing to rise.
"Chris--" Lorelai started, before Chris cut her off.
"No, Lor, just stop, okay?" Chris yelled, "And you know, maybe you were right? I think I am going to go to France with Gigi, because we need to take a break."
"Wait, Chris," Lorelai started, beginning to cry, "Im sorry! I didnt mean to offend you, okay? Please, lets just talk!"
"Look, there is nothing to talk about! I am packing a suitcase when we get back tonight. Then, tomorrow Gigi and I have a flight to catch at 10:00 tomorrow."
"But, Chris--" Lorelai tried again, wiping her tears.
"Like you said, Lor, I shouldnt just send Gigi off to Paris with her nanny. And if you want to talk, we can do when I get back in two weeks." He finished and stormed out of the bathroom, leaving a teary-eyed Lorelai left in the bathroom.
To be continued...
