We returned from lunch. I was a bit apprehensive about this next argument coming up. Even though Grandma and Grandpa weren't in a fight with Mom right now, I knew that there was still so much tension between them, and I thought that they would be a good middle before we got to Luke and Chris.

They walked up to the bed. Grandma asked gingerly, "Well, what do you want to talk about, Lorelai?"

Mom frowned, "Tell me why you broke Luke and I up. I just want to know, so I can see behind your reasoning. I doubt that's possible, because I've never been able to."

Grandma sighed, "My opinions have changed. All I want now is for you to be happy and finally get to settle down. Last year, I wanted you and Chris together for Rory's sake. I also thought that you were perfect together. My heart broke when you told me that Chris was going to have a baby with another woman. I thought that having you two together would be the best thing for you, and create the perfect family. I'm sorry now. I'm not saying that you shouldn't be with Chris, because if you can work things out then that would be great. I'm saying that I'm for whoever you choose, as long as he treats you right."

Grandpa cleared his throat, "I must say, that I agree with your mother. And I also want to tell you that even though we might have had our disagreements over the years that I'm all for starting anew."

Mom said, "Listen, guys, that's really nice of you. But hearing you telling me this right now is freaking me out. What happened to the old parents who forced me to come to Friday night dinners?"

Grandma replied, "You don't have to go to Friday night dinners anymore, Lorelai. Daisy has chosen to come every week because she would like to get to know us."

Mom punched an arm in the air, "Yes! I finally have my Friday nights free again. Of course, with my broken leg, I might not be able to do much. I'm glad we had this talk, Mom, Dad. It's made me feel so much better."

I could see tears forming in Grandma's eyes. She said softly, "It's really great to know that we make you happy by not forcing you to see us."

Grandpa took her arm, "Come, on, Emily, you've tried so hard, and I don't want to see you hurting yourself any longer." They walked slowly out of the room.

I stared at my mother, not really knowing who she was anymore, "Isn't her approval of everything you do enough? Do you really have to start another argument? The point of this was to solve things in your brain. This seems to me like its getting way too complicated."

She looked really surprised, "I didn't realize that Friday night dinners were such a big deal to her."

Rory said, "Yes, you did, Mom. Why do you think she wanted to get to know me better? Why is she doing the same with Daisy? It's all for you, Mom, and it's time that you realized that."

Mom sighed, "It's weird, but I can't see us getting along. Do I live vicariously on our arguments? That's so bad, but I think that I do. Please tell them that I want them back in here."

Grandma walked back in, and this time she wasn't crying. This was the Emily Gilmore who would fight things out to the end, "Lorelai. I just want you to know that when Daisy called me, I was bowled over with grief. I didn't know how serious the accident was. You could even be dead. You don't understand what this whole ordeal has done to me!"

Grandpa cut in, "When you left with Rory, your mother was more than heartbroken. She lay in her bed for almost two months. And then she just got up, and pretended that everything was fine. She went back into her life full force. She chaired more DAR functions than she ever had before. She was putting all of her pent up grief into the DAR! She was always the happiest on Christmas and Thanksgiving, but then that happiness would disappear as we all got into the inevitable arguments. When you came back and asked for money for Chilton, she was the happiest woman in the world. She finally had a reason to see you again. When my mother offered to give Rory money, she was mad because you wouldn't be obligated to see her anymore. Things got better over the years until Rory dropped out of Yale. I will always regret doing what I did that night, because it put your mother into another depression when you wouldn't talk to us. She kept crying, constantly, that she was the worst mother in the world. When Rory left us, she believed it even more."

Grandma said quietly, "Richard started to ignore me. He put all of his time into his business."

Lorelai asked urgently, "Oh, my god, Mom, did I cause your separation? Because I will hate myself forever if I did."

At the same time, Grandpa said yes while Grandma said no. They both stared at each other in disbelief for a second.

Grandpa said, "Yes, Emily, that was part of it. I hated seeing you so upset, and I didn't know what to do about it. It just seemed easier for me to spend all of my time at work."

Grandma replied, "I understand this even more now. I thought that it was just that you didn't want me in your life anymore."

Grandpa took her hand, "Emmy, I've wanted you in my life ever since I saw you walk into that party in your stunning blue dress. I couldn't handle an unhappy you, because you were always the one to fix me when I was upset. I love you more than anything, Emmy."

Grandma stepped closer to him, "And I thought that we had this all figured out when I asked you to come home to me."

Grandpa smiled at her, "I think that today we're finding more tension inside all of us than we ever thought possible." He leaned in, and they shared the sweetest, most tender kiss. They slowly broke apart from each other, and then jumped away from each other, as if they had forgotten we were in the room.

Mom said, "I'm so sorry, Mom and Dad. I can't believe that my selfishness could've caused this. And I will try to believe that you guys are actually being nice to me. Maybe I've just come to expect an argument every time I see you. I hate to say this, but I will keep coming to Friday night dinners. I want to be able to see a time when everything's good between us again. I'll come in with a better attitude if you guys tone down the criticisms like you have been doing for the past few days." She stuck out her hand, "Truce?"

Grandma took it unsurely, but with a smile, almost not believing what she was hearing either, "Truce."

Grandpa did the same, and they stood around smiling at each other awkwardly for a minute. I hadn't exactly been expecting for them to have a huge argument, but I guess that I hadn't been to enough dinners with them to know that there was always some tension. Hopefully we were going in the right direction. There were other things to worry about, though. I watched as Chris walked up to my mother. This really needed to go well. I just hoped that Luke and Chris wouldn't end up killing each other.