I grabbed my shoulder and got out of bed. I wrapped the comforter around my body and went upstairs to get dressed. Dave was passed out on the couch and I walked quickly so I would not wake him. Once I was in my room I shut my door and got dressed in a pair of shorts and a tank top that I had to force over my arm. I slipped on a pair or shoes, grabbed my phone and ID and walked downstairs.

I was almost out of the house when my phone dropped from my hand and crashed on the floor jolting Dave awake.

"Where are you going?"

I picked up my phone and looked at him.

"Ali where are you going?"

"To the hospital." I spat.

"Why?"

He seriously looked like he had no idea why.

"Because there is something wrong with my shoulder that's why."

"Crap. Okay wait right there let me grab the kids and the car keys." He turned and scrambled calling Ashton and Brook to get up. He grabbed Brook and Ashton almost forgetting the keys.

"Okay go get in the car."

I walked out to the car and got in. I was hoping I could have gotten out without him but it would have been hard for me to drive with one arm and in sever pain.

It took twenty minutes to get to the Hartford hospital and once there I was seen right away. Dave stayed with Brook and Ashton while I went to get x-rays of my shoulder.

After the x-rays the doctors went to look at them and I was placed in a room. It was a few minutes before the doctor came in.

"So your shoulder will be fine. You have an AC joint sprain. It is a stage three sprain. That means you have a rupture of both AC and CC ligaments, which often results in a superior displacement. Luckily we can treat this by taping your injury, placing your arm in a sling and icing the injury. We were concerned about the amount of bruising to your body though. Your dad…"

"Step-dad" I correct him.

"Oh your step dad told us that you were a dancer and that you got a lot of the bruises from that but I think that this is more than just that. Do you need to tell me something?"

I looked out the door and saw Dave standing outside listening. I wanted to tell the doctor what was going on but if he didn't believe me it would only get worse.

"No."

"Alright then I want you to stay over night and we will take it from there. Is there anything you need?"

"There is one thing. Can you get me a phone? I need to make a few calls."

"Certainly."

He left the room and Dave came in.

"So what did you tell him?"

He was the least bit concerned about how I was he only wanted to know if he was in trouble.

"Nothing."

"Good. Now if they ask how you did this to your arm I told them you fell down the stairs."

"Did you call my mom?"

"Yes."

"And?"

"She is leaving to come back I told her she didn't need to but she wanted to be here."

"Did you call anyone else?"

"Just your grandparents."

"Alright."

Dave took a seat on the chair in the room. He was not going to leave me until he knew I wouldn't talk. A nurse brought a phone to me and I called my dad.

It rang twice before he picked up.

"This is Logan Huntzberger."

"Dad."

"Ali. What's wrong?"

"I'm in the hospital."

"Are you alright?"

"I will be."

"What happened?"

"It's my shoulder."

"Do you want me to come?"

"Yes." I started to cry. I know it was sad but I wanted my dad.

"Alright I am on my way. Which hospital?"

"The one in Hartford."

"Okay I will be there soon."

He hung up the phone and I placed the phone back on the cradle.

"You called your dad?"

Dave was reading a magazine.

"Yes."

"Is he coming?"

"What do you think?" Dave glared at me and I backed off. "Where are Ashton and Brook?"

"They are in the hospital's children's area."

"Oh…"

"There she is."

We were interrupted by my grandmother.

"Lorelai Allison Gilmore, what did you get yourself into?"

"She fell down the stairs Lorelai."

"She did? You did? Huh?"

"What?"

"Nothing. So how are you?"

"Better now that they gave me pain medication."

"I bet. What is the fix for your shoulder?"

"A sling, some tape. Nothing special."

"Well I am going to be here until you are all better okay?"

"Yeah."

"So how does your doctor look?"

"Grandma!"

"What I am just curious."

"Speaking of curious where is grandpa?"

"Um I think I lost him some where around nurse three."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Well I was asking for directions a few times and then I must have lost him. Well I better go find him actually. You stay right here."

"Okay."

She left and I laid back. I closed my eyes and got some sleep.

How the hell did my daughter end up in the hospital? I kept thinking of all the ways she could have hurt he shoulder but nothing made sense. She was a classically trained dancer for goodness sakes she didn't just have accidents. I parked my car and rushed into the hospital. I marched up to the front desk and asked what room Lorelai Allison Gilmore was in.

"I'm sorry sir that information can only be given out to family. Are you family?"

Of course I was family I was her father for crying out loud. Even though I was late showing up to that party but that was because her mother forgot to mail my invitation.

"Yes I am her father. Logan Huntzberger. Do you want to see my ID?"

"No that is not necessary. She is in room 204."

"Thank you."

I departed running to catch the elevator. I slipped in just before the doors closed. The elevator ride lasted a few second and when the doors opened I dashed out to find her room. It was the second door on the left. I opened the door and walked in. The doctor was finishing up taping her arm and placing it in a sling.

"Dad!"

"Hi Ali." I walked further into the room and saw Dave sitting in a chair. "What happened?"

"She fell down the stairs early this morning."

My daughter fell down the stairs? That was impossible. Ali was the most graceful person I had ever seen. The only time I saw her stumble was when I tripped her with my foot. There was no way she could have fallen down the stairs.

"Oh."

"Yeah I was sleeping when I heard something fall. I rushed out to see her lying at the bottom of the steps grabbing her arm. That was when I rushed her here."

"Well I am glad you took her here. Hey you look tired, why don't you go grab something to eat. I will be here with her. It's fine."

"I'm okay. I think I should stay here."

Why didn't Dave want to leave? From what I could tell he had not left her side since he was allowed in the room. I know he has raised her for a few years but Ali was not that fond of him. She made that point clear to me the first day I met the guy.

"Dave I think you should go."

"I said I was fine." He stood up and walked towards me. "She wants me here. Isn't that right?" He looked at her and I saw her avoid his eyes. Did he do this to her?

"Dave this is the last time I am going to ask you nicely. I think you should leave."

He looked at me and then left without saying a word.

"So doctor how is she doing?" He looked out the door and then motioned for me to close it.

"Well her arm is fine but I don't think this injury was sustained from falling."

I looked over at Ali who was starting to cry.

"Ali." I put my hand over hers'. "What happened?"

She looked up at me and then to the doctor.

"No one is going to hurt you Ali. You're safe now. What really happened?"

"He raped me. Again.

A/N: So like I promised the POV changed from Ali to Logan and later on it will go to Rory. I am glad that people are reading my story but please review and let me know what you like and dislike. Thank you!

-Katie