(3 Months later)

"Rory…" Lane replied sympathetically. "It's been months… you have to let it go."

Rory sniffled. "I can't."

"You have to." Lane repeated. "This isn't healthy."

"I miss her so much, Lane. I just want to be friends again and forget everything. I'm so miserable."

"Rory, I know you don't want to hear this, but… Sheena doesn't want to be friends again… she doesn't want to forget everything."

"I never started that horrible rumor…" Rory replied. "You know who did? That Mary Newberry girl…" Rory's eyes narrowed. "She's the one who started all of this."

Lane tried to continue the conversation with Rory but she was becoming very annoyed. Rory had been acting ridiculous every since this thing had started and now three months later, after everything was said and done and over, Rory still wanted to be friends. Here she was, feeling sorry for herself, and wondering what happened.

"Rory, I'm tired." Lane replied as she stood from the bed.

"It's only 7:30." Rory innocently answered.

"I'm tired of this." Lane clarified. "I'm tired of the depression, and the crying, and the 'Oh, why did this happen?'"

"Lane…"

"Rory, get over it!" Lane huffed. "Call me when you deicide to get your life back together." Lane exited Rory's room, flew passed Lorelai who was sitting on the couch, and walked out the door to her house.

"Fine, I don't need you anyway!" Rory shouted as she slammed the bedroom door. "I don't need anybody! If I can't be friends with Sheena then I don't want any friends!" Rory jumped back on her bed and buried her face in the pillows.

Lorelai knew it would only be a matter of time before Lane caved in. It didn't surprise her to see it happen. Lorelai sighed. Now would be as good as time as any to tell Rory. She walked over to her daughter's bedroom door.

"Rory, can I come in?"

"Go away!" Rory yelled.

"Okay, well, I'm coming in anyway." Lorelai opened the door. Rory didn't move from her bed. "Rory… you shouldn't be angry with Lane."

"Yes, I should!" Rory objected.

Lorelai inhaled deeply. Lorelai paced the room as she began to speak. "I've been thinking about this for a few weeks, and I've came up with a solution. You're going to see a psychologist."

"What!" Rory bolted from her bed. "I'm not going to see a shrink."

Lorelai stood her ground. "Your first appointment is this Thursday at 4:00."

"I'm not going!"

"Yes, you are." Lorelai forcefully replied. "You're going to get over this... I want my daughter back."

Rory didn't answer her mother. Instead she sat down on the bed and folded her arms across her chest. Lorelai lowered her head, then walked out of the room.

(Psychologist's Office)

"You can tell me Rory." The woman began. "It's okay.."

"I don't want to talk to you." Rory replied. "I told you, my mother made me come here."

"Your mother is very concerned about you." Dr. Brewer said. "You're very lucky to have a mother who cares so much. Why don't you just tell me what happened? Why are you so upset to begin with?"

"I.." Rory reluctantly began, "I used to be in a youth group."

"At a church?"

"Yeah. And I was really good friends with this girl. And her aunt was the youth group leader."

"I see." Dr. Brewer smiled. "Go on."

"I guess, I started to get too attached." Rory stopped.

"Did you start to ignore your other friends and family?" Dr. Brewer asked.

Rory thought for a moment. "Yeah… I did."

"Did you feel like you had to spend all your time serving the church?"

"Well, not so much the church…" Rory admitted. "But Sheila."

"The youth leader?"

Rory shook her head. "She was always praising me for something… making me feel so proud… I … I never wanted to disappoint her."

"It sounds like she became a second mother to you." Brewer concluded. "And her niece, did she feel like a sister?"

Rory's eyes began to water, "Yes… they all felt like my family, even Tom." Finally, it felt like someone understood what Rory had been trying to tell everyone.

"It must feel horrible." Brewer replied.

Rory nodded. "It's like they've died, but you know they haven't. They hate me… I just want to be friends again. I miss them."

"Why do you want to be friends with someone who has treated you so badly, and caused you so much hurt?"

Tears fell from Rory's eyes as she heard this question. "I don't know." She honestly replied.