Lorelai had left the room to take another box down to Luke's truck. Rory was finishing up what packing was left. Suddenly, a voice from behind frightened her.

"Rory, sweetie!" Christopher exclaimed. "Oh, my God!" He rushed over to her and picked her up, twirling her around. Rory's whole body became tense as the strange man held on to her. As he sat her back on the ground he kissed her on the cheek. "How are you, honey?" his abundant grinning seemed a little creepy.

"I'm fine." She replied shortly.

"Oh, man! It's good to see you!" He hugged her again.

"Who are you?" Rory asked after the second hugging.

"Come one Ror... It's me." Chris smiled. "Your dad. You remember me." he laughed.

Rory became instantly confused. This couldn't be her father. Her father was down in the parking lot loading up her things in his truck. "You're not my father." Rory replied in shaky voice.

"Rory..." Chris repeated in a serious tone. "Don't be silly."

"My mom didn't say anything about any more visitors. " Rory began to back away.

Christopher moved forward as Rory backed away from him. "Sweetie, don't be like that. I traveled all night to get here."

"Stay away." Rory objected. "My mother will be back."

"Rory, I told you, I'm your dad. It's me..." Chris repeated again.

"I already met my father. And he'll be back up here too." Rory scoffed. "You should leave."

Chris ran his hand across his face in grief. "What are you talking about?" Rory's breathing became heavier. Chris gazed at her. "You really don't remember me?"

Rory's eyes glanced over Christopher's shoulder and landed on her mother. "Mom!" she called as she jolted around Christopher and by her mother's side.

"Lorelai, what the hell is going on here?" Chris demanded.

Lorelai focused on Rory who was obviously frightened. "What did you do to her?" Lorelai shot back.

"Nothing!" Chris defended. "I came in, I hugged her, I tried to see how she was and she did exactly what she is doing now." Chris raised his arms in gratification of his emotion.

"You just waltzed in and hugged her? Then you kissed her?" Lorelai asked in awe. "Are you crazy?"

"Crazy?" Chris repeated. "She's my daughter, what was I supposed to do? Giver her a firm handshake and a pat on the back?"

"Chris, she's been in a coma for three months. She doesn't remember you. You can't just come in and stir up all these emotions that she doesn't have."

"Lore..." he paused. "I don't understand what's going on her. I explained to her I'm her father. She says she's already met her father. What's she talking about there, huh?" Chris turned his back and faced away from Lorelai and Rory.

Lorelai put her hand to her head. "Oh, no." she whispered. She looked over at Rory. "Sweetie, the man that was up here earlier, that's not your father. That's Luke. This is your farther." Lorelai felt so rotten at that moment. Poor Rory, it was so sad to see her this clueless. "I thought you already knew that, sweetie. I'm sorry."

Rory's eyes began to tear up. She immediately felt like an idiot. She didn't even want to speak with her real father, not after the way she had just acted. It wasn't fair. Rory couldn't remember anything, or anyone. Why did this have to happen to her? Suddenly, she found herself wishing she had never even waken up from the coma.

"Chris, we're about to leave. Just come with us to the house, and we'll talk about all of this." Lorelai suggested.

"Is he going?" Chris asked, turning around.

"Who?"

"Luke." he confirmed.

"Yeah." She replied. "He helped us load up all of Rory's stuff."

"I'll come by later." Chris sighed and walked over to the door. "Bye, Rory." he added before leaving.

Rory hung her head, ashamed to look at anyone, or have anyone look at her.

"Hey," Lorelai began. "Don't let this bother you. It's not your fault."

"Of course it's my fault." Rory pouted. "I'm the one who can't remember. I feel like an idiot."

"You're not an idiot." Lorelai corrected. "Christopher's the idiot. He shouldn't have came in here acting the way he did. You had every right to respond that way."

Rory sniffled and quickly wiped at a tear that was forming in her eye. She refused to cry, at least for now. "I want to go."

"Okay." Lorelai lowered her head closer to her daughter's. "It'll work out, babe. I promise." she gently kissed her daughter on the forehead. Lorelai closed the door of Rory's hospital room once and for all.