"Mom you can come in…it doesn't bite," said Rory trying to coax her mother into her new apartment.
"I know but it is weird to be in your and Logan's apartment…Its like you have your own life and don't need me anymore." Lorelai said sadly ducking her head so Rory wouldn't see the gallon of unshed tears threatened to spill out.
"Oh mom! I will always need you!" she said running up to her mom and hugged her so hard … the tears came. "Now lets do what we came here to do … okay?"
"Sure" whispered a now even more depressed Lorelai.
"Do you have everything you need?" asked a little too perky Rory.
"Yeah" whispered Lorelai as she lifted a small box out of the pharmacy bag. Rory could tell she was dreading the upcoming results. For the last week, ever since Luke broke up with her, she has been quiet and boring, two things a Gilmore Girl never is. She was basically completely lifeless. She is definitely not the same as before.
"Well then, lets get this show on the rode," she said trying to perk up her mother. "The bathroom is right through that door. Call if you need me."
With the world's smallest smile on her face, Lorelai nodded and walked toward the bathroom, but was stopped when Rory came up and give her a huge hug. "Don't worry so much, but remember, if it is positive, I will stop loving you." spoke a perky Rory.
Lorelai just looked at her with big eyes filled with unshed tears," Obviously your not in the mood for jokes." deadpanned a less then enthusiastic Rory.
Slowly shaking her head Lorelai walked into the bathroom, shut the door, and slowly opened the package.
When she was done she set the test on the box, set the timer, and sat on the toilet, looking at the mirror wondering who that lifeless women was that was staring back at her.
Sitting there, she realized she has become exactly what she never ever wanted to be: That Girl.
She wanted to cry, scream, do something other than sit here and wait. She was furious with herself for becoming That Girl, but even more furious at Luke for not trusting her and believing Christopher.
Christopher, just thinking about the name made her sick. If she never saw him again, it would be too soon.
Just then, the timer's shrill scream echoed through the apartment. "Well, its time to face the music." She stood up and walked over to the test. She looked down and…