Last Time: Now what was she going to tell Chris?

Unfortunately for her, she wouldn't have much time to mull that over.

After grabbing a pint of Ben and Jerrys and settling down on the couch to mull over the interesting turn of events that her life had just seen, Lorelai was replaying one part of the conversation with Rory over and over in her head.

"When he asked you if I loved Luke. What did you say?"

Rory didn't understand why this was important. "I told him I didn't know. We haven't really talked about it…do you?"

"Oh I don't know. It's too soon."

She had lied. To her own daughter. Her first, and only born (as far as she knew of ha, ha) She knew it wasn't too soon. She knew that something this time was different. She could have given her a much better. Because she knew. She just wasn't ready to vocalize it yet. To her daughter or herself. Or Luke.

Whoa.

She had always heard of things hitting you like a ton of bricks, but she had never truly experienced it until just now. A ton is heavy.

She was interrupted in her revolutionary thinking by a banging somewhere in the vicinity of the porch area. Maybe it's the bricks. Coming to hit me in real life. Stranger things have happened in Stars Hollow.

She put the pint down and went to investigate. It seemed that the banging was coming from the porch. It seemed that someone, or something was out there. And she had all too good an idea who.

"Christopher?"

Chris was sitting, well more like slumping, on the porch stairs, rubbing his head, which he had bumped when he so gracefully stumbled up and then back down the stairs, when he heard her voice. "Lor!"

Lorelai cringed at his use of her "nickname." It was all too casual, all too much like he was her buddy. "What are you doing here, Christopher?"

Maybe it was the hit on the head, but Chris was in a bad mood, and was not looking to resolve this sympathetically. He was mad. Mad at Rory, but most of all, mad at himself. And he wanted some answers. Answers that deep down he knew she couldn't give him. But a couple Coronas and a lowball glass of Bacardi had convinced him that this was the place to go after his daughters impromptu Chris-bashing session earlier in the evening. "Lor, I just thought we could maybe talk…I…"

After her talk with Rory earlier, Lorelai still wasn't sure she was comfortable with where this was going, so she continued to talk through the closed door. But she still was concerned for him/ I'm pretty much all he has, how pathetic. "Talk about what Christopher? Did something happen with Gigi, do you need my help?"

"No, no nothing like that," he slurred. "I just thought we could talk about all the wonderful things your daughter said to me tonight."

"Jesus, Chris, are you drunk?" Lorelai was incredulous. "She's your daughter too, you know."

"Maybe by biology. But you were the one who filled her head with that crap. So yes, I feel I have the right to be a little upset."

At this point Lorelai had had enough. She flung open the door. "Upset or drunk, Christopher?"

He turned around and gave her his famous shit-eating grin. "Maybe a little of both."

She crossed her arms and cursed her bad luck that her wonderful daughter had gotten half of this bastards genes. "Go home, Christopher. Go home to your daughter."

He rose from the step and took a few more stpes than is socially acceptable towards a woman who took a few extra steps back. "I have another daughter that I need to deal with at the moment. Particularly the one who is a mouthpiece for her mother who took the liberty to inform…"

Lorelai held up a hand, partly to stop him from saying any more, and partly to block the stench eminating from his mouth. "All right, before you continue on what I'm sure will be an extremely enlightening speech, I just need to say that your daughter is a legal adult. She came over tonight of her own volition and I didn't even know she was there or what she said to you until she came here after she left your house."

"Oh so she came to tell you that you don't love Luke too?" Chris sneered, knowing and loving that he was so far over the line, it was a dot to him.

That was it. Lorelai slapped him across the face which due to the alcohol took a little longer to respond to. But when he finally did, it was loud and uncalled for. "You bitch!" He grabbed her wrist, which she quickly maneuvered out of, and was about to make another move, when they heard a voice to the left.

"Hey suga, could you maybe take that inside? You're waking the whole neighborhood," Babette called.

"Shit," Lorelai breathed. "Sorry Babette, no problem," she called back. "We're done here."

"Like hell we are," Chris sneered. "We'll take this inside." And with whatever strength a drunk man can muster, her shoved her up the stairs and into her house and slammed the door.

A/N: TBC How long has Babette been listening? Will she do something? Is Chris too big of a pussy to really do anything? Will Luke ever come to his senses( that was really more for tonight episode. I was really hoping for some good old-fashioned Jess/Luke whipping into shape. I was disappointed. But it looks like Chris will be returning next week. Let the bashing commence!)?