A/N: This is a crappy one-shot that I found in my document file thingy, and since I'm bored I decided to put it up. If you like it I can continue, but I mean you really gotta like it.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
Summary: Did you ever wonder how Lorelai told Chris she was pregnant?
Flashback
"WAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" a baby wailed inside a little hut that seemed as though it should be used for tools and not living.
"It's okay Rory, I'm here. You're safe." A young girl, 17 tops, cooed as she cradled the crying baby. 'What am I doing? 12 months ago, I was happy care free. 11 months ago, I was a paranoid wreck. Now in the present I'm living the tool shed behind my place of employment.'
Flashback
Buzz! "And that completes the second quarter of tonight's program, don't forget to stop at the consession stand for some fabulous food donated by Taco Barn just outside Hartford.
'A hundred girls are gonna walk in here any second and this damn stick won't change col… Oh no! This can't be happening. No. I'm so screwed. Wait, that's how this all started. I am so dead.'
Bang, bang, bang!
"Anybody in there?"
"Be right out!" The girl dropped the pregnancy test into the garbage, unlocked the door to the stall, and walked away.
'I've got to find Chris.'
She ran out of the bathroom and up to the field. Since they were winning 70 to 0, the coaches gave the team half time off.
"Chris! Christoper Hayden get your sorry little butt over here!"
"What is it Lorelai? I'm kinda busy here." A well-built, dirty blond kid comes walking over, and attempts to kiss the girl.
"I'm pregnant." Lorelai said straight, pushing him off of her.
"What? Are you sure? Is it mine?" Chris said in disbelief.
"Yeah, I'm sure. $50 into tests I'm sure. They ALL came up positive, and by the way asking the mother of your unborn child whether its yours or not, really isn't the best way to go." At that, Lorelai turned on her heels and stalked away.
End Flashback
A/N: Thank you for reading this incredibly crappy short one shot now please review and tell me how crappy it really is.
