Nothing belongs to me, except for Avery!

Thanx to the reviewers!

roywthepoodles: No, this time I'm not decieving you again :). Here finally the reunion.

gilmoregirlslover47:Thank you very much for the review. I'm glad youlike it.

epona9009: Wow, thanx again for your long review! Well I actually thought about calling her Victoria! But honestly, I don't like this name. I know a Victoria and I absolutely can't stand her. So ifI would have called her Victoria, then I would have always imagined her to look like this person I know :-). And I came up with Avery because I really really love this name. I think Lorelai has gone through so many different emotions so far, that she was simply too exhausted to blow up. And there will be a confronation with the Hayden's and then I can make her blow up if you want :).

lorelai gilmore danes1: Well, here now the update! Thanx for the review!

Chapter 7:

"Can we see her now?" Lorelai finally brought herself to ask the woman, after the terrible news had slowly sunk in. She wanted to see her so badly. She wanted to tell her little girl that everything was going to be alright now. That her mom was now there to fix things. She wanted to hold her hand, and let her know that there was someone, whom she could lean onto, whom she could trust and that she never again had to go back to the place where she had been hurt so badly.

"Of course, you can," Mrs. Stevens said reassuringly, giving her a small nod to follow her.

"The last time I checked on her she was asleep. I tried the whole day long to win her trust, so that she would tell us what really happened," she went on explaining Avery's condition.

"But the girl has built up a wall around herself, which will be very hard to break through! The police needs her testimony to get this Mr. Thompson behind jail. But as long as she won't talk, nobody will stop the man from doing this again" she said, shaking her head in disgust.

Lorelai nodded understandingly as the nurse led them to room 505. One could nearly feel the nervousness that was hanging in the air like a dark, fat cloud. That was it, there was no turning back now. When they would go through this door, a new chapter in their lives would begin and things may never be the same again.

Rory nervously played with a strand of her hair, as she blankly stared at the door in front of her. She imagined thousand little scenarios that could happen in there in the next couple of minutes. She wished she could write one of her lists to plan things through. To plan what she could say to her sister when they would finally confront her with the truth. She really wished she had time to go things through in her head, just like she always did. That was her, things needed to be planned and written down. But there was no time for that right now, she knew this. Rory shut her eyes tightly to tear her gaze away from the door. She let her eyes drift over to Luke, who was standing closely at her side. She was so grateful that he was there.

"He had always been there" she thought as she took Luke's hand in hers. He may always seem a little bit harsh and gruffly but deep inside she knew that he was a loving and caring man and he cared about them. Luke had been more like a father to her than Christopher could ever be. That was clear to her now. He was there when they had their deeps but also when they had their highs. He knew her and her mom better than anyone else and that he was here with them right now, meant so much more than she could ever form in words.

Luke felt Rory's hand in his as he was standing by her side. He squeezed it tightly and lay his arm around her shoulders. He wished he could make this so much easier for them. He wanted to literary grasp some of their worries and load them on himself but he knew that this wasn't possible. Luke's strain of thoughts however was suddenly interrupted by Lorelai's voice.

"Thank you so much. We will take over things from her now" Lorelai told Mrs. Stevens, who nodded and quietly walked away.

"You are ready?" she asked Rory and Luke, trying her best to disguise her fear.

"I better wait outside. So you'll have your privacy" Luke said, letting go of Rory's hand, giving them a reassuringly smile.

"No Luke. No… I..I want you to come inside… I need you" Lorelai nearly whispered the last part, as she looked him straight into the eyes. She really needed him right now and she would never be able to really show him how grateful she was that he was there with them today,

"O…Okay" he answered shakingly, as her beautiful blue eyes, pierced right into his very soul. He would never understand want had happened in this break of a second but somehow he knew that he got a glimpse into her soul and from that moment on he understood. He understood her clearly and unconditionally and no words were needed to underline the beauty and pain of the moment.

Luke gave her a small understandingly smile, which said more than thousand words and finally followed Lorelai and Rory into the room.

A small lamp, which was situated beside the bed, illuminated the small room. In front of them lay a fragile and pale looking young girl. Her eyes were closed and a few dark chestnut curls were falling into her face. She was absolutely beautiful, nobody could deny this fact.

She had a perfect formed nose, that was definitely Christopher's, Lorelai thought, as she studied the face of her daughter intensely, trying to memorize every single detail, as if this would be the only and last time she would be able to see her. High cheekbones, framed her features, which she inherited from her mother. The colour of her hair was much darker than Rory's. While Rory had light hazelnut brown hair, Avery's were a dark chestnut brown. Her hair were also way more curlier, more like hers. She was a little bit smaller than Rory, as far as she could tell from where she was standing.

One could definitely tell that she was Rory's sister, but nobody could know that she was in fact her twin. They looked very different but at the same a lot alike. Lorelai was glad that they weren't identical twins, that way everyone would see them as individuals with two different personalities.

No.. she didn't even know if her daughters were identical or not, because as soon as she had given birth to Avery, she had been taken away from her and she hadn't been able to catch a tiny glance of her baby at that time. She was young, afraid and completely exhausted from birth. Of course she had bombarded the doctor with loads of questions what had gone wrong and what complications he was talking about. But all she received as an answer were dozens of medical terms. She told him that she wanted to see her baby for only a short moment before she would be taken away from her forever, but the doctor said that the mental pressure would be way too high for a woman, who had just given birth.

She had no memories or pictures of her daughter and that was the most difficult thing for her. Every time she would stand in front of the grave and picture what she would have looked like. But now, finally, after all these years she saw her, she saw her clearly lying in front of her and nothing would separate them again.

All three of them were staring so intensively at her, as if they were afraid of loosing her again. Rory was completely mesmerized by her face. She had a lot of her mom's features and details, she thought. The whole time when she pictured their first meeting, she had thought that she would find an exact copy of her again. She felt truly relieved that things had turned out differently.

"Avery looks indeed like a mixture of me, mom, and dad" Rory thought astonished, wondering if she had her and her mom's blue eyes or Christopher's brown ones. While Rory was deeply caught in her own thoughts, Luke was standing in the background, mouth wide open.

"How could someone look so much alike Lorelai" he wondered, not being able to tear his gaze away from the girl. At the same time he also asked himself if this little girl in front of him had Lorelai's beautiful smile, coffee addiction, and character. Did she only look like her, or was she indeed her mother's daughter? Sure, she looked really pale and way too skinny for a sixteen year old, but he would change that or his name wouldn't be Luke Danes any more. He would give her extra portions of fries, would make her pancakes double the normal size and give her extra large pieces of pies. Yes, he would take care of this girl, he thought quietly.

Lorelai was the first one to snap out of their trance and quietly went over to Avery's bed. Lovingly, she stroked her dark curls out of her face, which made the girl stir up a little bit. Lorelai placed herself on the seat next to the bed, and took her small, cold hand in hers.

"She looks pale doesn't she!" Rory finally broke the silence, which was more a statement then question.

"Yeah she does" Lorelai nodded while she continued stroking her face. And then suddenly it happened! In a matter of a second Avery's eyes fluttered open and blue eyes met blues, mother met daughter, for the very first time.

Avery curiously looked at the woman in front of her. She was sure that she hadn't met her before but at the same time she seemed strangely familiar.

"She really has pretty eyes," she thought as she observed her visitors. A tall man, with a green jacket and backward faced baseball cap stood in the background and closely beside him stood a girl that must have been her age. Slowly, she let her gaze drift over to the clock that read 10 pm in digital letters.

"Who would visit her at this time" she asked herself as she tried to sit up in a straight position. She winced in pain as she did so, having completely forgotten about her broken rips for a single moment. The woman who had heard her gasp, tried to support her with her hand behind her back, but she quickly winced away from her helping hand being not used to be touched from someone else despite her stepfather's punches. For a moment she studied the woman's face and she couldn't quiet identify what she saw in it. She could clearly see worry and complete devotion in her eyes. But for whom? Never before had somebody looked at her that way.

"Who are you?" Avery finally brought herself to ask, exhaustion swinging in her voice.

Lorelai, who had worriedly watched the girl as she clearly winced under her touch, understood for the first time how far her mental injuries reached. The slightest touch made her wince away.

"It would be a long, long way until Avery would trust them completely and blindly" she thought, when suddenly her voice cut through the thick silence of the room for the first time. It sounded weak and exhausted but for Lorelai it sounded like the first cry of a new born. Simply beautiful.

"My name is Lorelai Gilmore" she answered her question as she smiled lovingly into her face. Quietly she studied her eyes. They were different from hers and Rory's. Yes, her eyes were blue but it was as if mother nature had created a whole new colour for this girl. Never before had she seen such a deep shade of blue. It was a colour that reminded Lorelai of the depth of the ocean.

"Really amazing" she thought as she tried to remember what she actually wanted to say.

"These two behind me are my daughter Rory and my best friend Luke," she explained, turning her head over to them, who waved shyly from behind.

Avery nodded as she propped herself up on her elbows.

"Who were these people?" she wondered. "They clearly weren't from the police or the hospital. And there was something about that woman that made her feel, like she had never felt before. It was as if an enormous warmth surrounded her. She felt save and warm for the very first time in her life as far she could remember. There definitely was something about that woman, that caught her interest.

"Listen sweetheart" the woman suddenly said.

"Nobody had ever called her like that" she thought astonished as she listened intently to the woman's soothing words.

"I know that what I will tell you now will be very hard to believe and to understand for you. I just beg you to listen to me before you make any decisions. Please." Lorelai said pleadingly as she tried to take Avery's hand into hers. For a moment they stayed in that position before she quickly pulled her hand away. Lorelai gave her an understanding smile as she took a deep breath to finally reveal the truth.

"Sweetheart…I'm…" Lorelai's heart was pounding furiously inside of her. This was the hardest thing she had ever to do.

"I'm your…mom" she finally brought herself to say.

"I' know you must hate me now" Lorelai said, her eyes filling with painful tears.

"Oh god, Avery, all those years I thought you were dead. I didn't know that you were alive….I…" Lorelai sobbed by now uncontrollably. Luke and Rory, who had anxiously listened to her words from behind, quickly came to Lorelai's side, to stable her, to support her. Rory stroked her fingers through her mom's hair to sooth her.

"It's okay mom, we are here. Go on." Rory told her reassuringly, giving her a short hug. Lorelai slowly nodded and took a deep breath before she continued with her story.

"All those years ago when I gave birth to you and your sister" Lorelai pointed at Rory, who smiled at her and gave her a small wink.

"Yeah, that's Rory, your twin sister" Lorelai explained, as she watched happily the interaction between the two. Avery's eyes were fixed on Rory as soon as she had said the word sister and again blues eyes met blues eyes.

"So when I gave birth to you two, they told me that you had died due to complications." Lorelai explained. "I…I was devastated. I couldn't believe that something like that could happen to me. So, all those 16 long years I…no we lived in the believe that you were…dead" she gasped, slowly rubbing her hand over her aching forehead.

"Every single Sunday we would visit your grave and suddenly I get this phone call, telling me that you are alive ….oh god it was like somebody stabbed a knife into my heart," she said pained, as Avery's eyes were again fixed on her.

"You will never…you…I…oh god" she stammered, not being able to catch a clear thought any more. Lorelai closed her eyes for a moment, to collect her thoughts anew.

"God, this is so hard" she thought, as she opened her eyes again to go on.

"And then…. we have to find out that your own grandparents are responsible for this whole situation and that you had to…go through so much," she practically whispered by now, as new tears formed in her eyes.

"I'm sorry babe…I'm so sorry for everything. It's all my fault. I should have noticed that something was wrong about that doctor and the situation. But I was so young and….please don't hate me…" Lorelai couldn't talk any more, it felt as if she would explode any minute from the enormous guilt inside of her. If Luke and Rory hadn't been at her side she knew would have broken down a while ago.

Avery listened intently as the woman told her the unbelievable. She couldn't believe it. This familiar looking woman in front of her was her mother, her real mother! And the girl beside her, was her twin sister! For a moment Avery thought she would pass out from the enormous amount of news that came crashing down on her like a thunderstorm.

All those years she thought she was an orphan and every time when she imagined how wonderful it must be to have a real family, she in deed had one. Excitement, joy and anger built up inside of her. Excitement and joy to finally have found someone whom she belonged to and anger towards the unfair fact that instead of those years of pain and fear she could have spent the time with her real family.

"Please don't hate me" the woman, her mother, begged her. Again she saw the worry and love in her eyes. And now she understood whom the worry and love was directed to. She worried about her and the love she saw was the love she felt for her! It was a strange new feeling for Avery to meet someone who truly cared about her. The only person, who really ever felt that way about her was Erica but that was a long long time ago. And now her real mother was here, begging her not to hate her.

Avery didn't really know how to react to this plea. Should she really open up to this woman, who said she was her mother? Was she able to open up to a person she didn't know? The past showed her that every time she trusted new people it ended in a complete disaster. She was truly afraid. She swore herself that nobody would hurt her again. Who would guarantee that this woman, who pretended to be her mother, and the girl, who seemed to be her sister wouldn't hurt her? No, she couldn't simply trust them and pretend that the last ten years had never happened.