Disclaimer: Actually, I do own Gilmore Girls. I also own Twilight, McDonald's, and American Girl.

REAL (no fun) Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls Twilight, McDonald's, or America Girls. Heck, I am not even 18 so technically, I don't even own myself.

Lorelai knew this was a bad idea. She had agreed to let her 16 year-old daughter go on a motorcycle ride with her 32 year-old father. That was at six. It was now 10:30. It does not take that long to ride around Stars Hollow. You could walk around Stars Hollow before you could say "Please, please, please, some more coffee." He had not been present in her life very often, and she wanted Rory to know what a father was like. But Chris had always been so irresponsible. Maybe she did it for the happiness of her daughter, or maybe it were those piercing eyes that stopped her every time. They just made her trust him…

Her thoughts were interrupted by a call.

"Hello is this…errr… Lar-ay-lay Gilmore?" A young sounding nurse said mispronouncing Lorelai's name on the other side of the line.

"This is she," Lorelai said quickly, not even bothering to correct her.

"I am from St. Joseph's medical center, I am afraid I have some bad news." The nurse said, still sounded strangely perky.

Lorelai's heart stopped.

"Your daughter has recently been in an accident. She's fine, but I am going to need you to come down here."

"I'll be right over." She grabbed her purse and threw on a coat. Then she remembered. She didn't have a car. Her car had broken down earlier and was at Gypsey's.

"****, what am I going to do?" She said to herself frantically. Luke. She sprinted over to Luke's.

"Luke!" she said running through the door.

"I'm with a customer," he said irritated, not even bothering to look up.

"No, Luke, you don't understand. Rory is in the hospital and I don't have a car and I need a car and I don't know whats wrong and I" she said quickly and panicky on the verge of tears.

"Okay let's go." Luke said rushing out the door without a second thought.

When they got to the hospital Lorelai jumped out of the car and to the receptionists desk.

"Hi, I'm looking for a Rory errr Lorelai Leigh Gilmore, I'm her mother."

"Just a moment," she said recognizing the nurse's voice coming from behind the desk from the one over the phone.

"No, I need to see her now."

"Ma'am we have other customers," the nurse said getting irritated, but still forcing a smile.

"Look Lady!" Lorelai started, she usually wasn't so demanding, that was her mother's job, but when it came to her daughter, anything would do. Luke interrupted her before she made a scene.

"Excuse me my friend just needs a room number, it will only take a second," Luke said pleadingly but politely.

The nurse sighed, but looked anyway.

"Third door on you right," said through gritted teeth.

"Thank you," Lorelai said without a smile.

Luke started to go with her.

"Family members only!" The nurse yelled hatefully.

"You don't tell me who and…!" Lorelai started yelling at the nurse, protecting Luke.

"Lorelai, calm down, I'll just wait in the waiting room."

"Fine" Lorelai said, obviously stressed.

Lorelai pushed the door opened and saw two things. Rory, looking bruised, cut, and cold and Christopher, looking fine. She was going to kill him.

"Lor-" Chris started.

"Move," she said pushing him out of the way.

"Rory, what happened?" she said tears escaping, letting her daughter seeing her cry against her will.

"Well, we were driving on the motorcycle and dad had to answer a text. We were by a lake and he lost the wheel and I feel over the rocks and into the lake. It wasn't too deep so I could get out though."

Lorelai's hand went to her mouth in shock.

"Thank God you're ok." She said stroking Rory's hair. After a few more minutes of comforting her she lost it. "Hun, I'll be right back, I need to talk to your dad for a minute. Will you be ok by yourself for a while?"

"Yeah, sure mom." Rory said. She would tell her mom to go easy on her dad, but she felt some resentment towards him too. The entire ride all he could talk about was Sherry and the motorcycle. He didn't seem to take any interest in her. She could barely utter a word in.

"Chris, can I see you outside." He didn't move. "Now." She said more sternly.

Chris reluctantly followed, shuffling his feet.

Immediately when they got outside a social war started.

"Texting while driving a motorcycle?!" Lorelai questioned angrily.

"Lor, I can explain."

"No, YOU lost your right of explaining the minute you made bad choices that injured my daughter."

"OUR daughter Lor, not just YOURS!"

"Oh right, calling once a week makes you a friggin' 7th heaven dad, my mistake."

"I offered to get married."

"You know that never would have worked out."

"You never even tried"

"I didn't have to to know that nothing would have gone right."

There was a pause.

"I need some coffee," Lorelai said turning away. She needed to get a grip, for her daughter.