A/N: Thanks for all the feedback, guys! Keep it coming! I know that the last chapter you guys didn't like that Rory was a little out of character. It was just something I needed to keep things going, plus she was in a whole lot of denial, and a lot of people would never want to face that something like that would be happening to someone they love. But, I will watch out for it.

You'll notice timing is a little different then in season four, like the inn's opening…Sorry, just needed to change that.

Disclaimer: I don't own the GG characters.

It had been four weeks of hell. Lorelai counted her month slowly, marking it by every time Jason hit her, every time he raped her. It seemed like those moments went by too slow, and the few good moments she had went by all too fast. Her nightmares felt worse than the reality, in those Rory got hurt, or Lorelai died. She was walking through town, her arms folded across her chest and her head staring down towards the ground.

Just take a step, and you'll survive. She thought. She knew everyone in Stars Hollow was staring at her, wondering what had happened. She was constantly being watched, trying to be figured out. If they only knew… She reached Luke's and sat herself at a small table in the corner. Luke's was abandoned. There was no one else but her.

"Hey! Just another lull…" Luke said as he approached her table, then set a big mug of coffee in front of her. She sipped it gratefully. He pulled out his order pad and grinned at her. "What do you want?"

"Uh, just a burger." She said quietly. He could barely hear her.

"Right…" He mumbled, trying so hard to say something right, something that would take that awful look on his face. Her expression was haunted him every night. What could be so wrong? He turned away, still pondering, and put her order in to Cesar. He walked towards her again and sat across from her.

"We should have another movie night." He said cheerfully. She looked up and felt a little comforted, he was someone she could just talk normally with, instead of constantly being asked what was wrong. After awhile of faking, she just stopped trying to be positive. She nodded.

"I have so many movies I want to watch over again. And I'm guessing you haven't seen anything?" She said, perking up a little. Luke smiled more genuinely; even just a glimpse of the old Lorelai calmed him.

"How about tonight? I'll bring tons off food, and you just supply the beer and the movies." Lorelai nodded.

"That sounds really good, Luke. Uh, come over around seven." He heard the order bell ring.

"I'll go get your burger." After he brought it over, other customers came in and she ate quietly, left some money, and walked back over to the inn.

The inn's construction was almost done, it was one of the only things that really made her happy. It was her dream, she just wished she could've enjoyed it more. Sookie was standing in the kitchen, which was being tiled. She squealed and hugged Lorelai.

"Honey, look at this! We have an actual kitchen, and water and a working stove." Lorelai grinned.

"It's amazing, Sookie." She meant that. She looked around and momentarily forgot everything that was going on except the inn and her best friend. "Everything we ever dreamed of." Sookie was so happy to see the expression on Lorelai's face change to a happier face. She had been so worried about her best friend, and no one could figure out what was going on with her. They walked into the foyer area and sat down on one of the couches, covered with plastic still.

"Jackson was so excited, today we started talking about vegetables! For the inn's opening! And I've decided I do want to take Davey when everyone comes and stays. Is that okay?" Lorelai nodded.

"Of course, everyone loves Davey." Sookie grinned.

"So, are you going to take Jason, I already know Rory is coming…" Lorelai felt that flinch again. Everytime someone said his name in the past month she felt herself flinch in pain. Sookie studied Lorelai, and noticed her sudden change. "Is something going on with you and Jason?" She asked. Lorelai shook her head.

"No, Jason and I are fine. I'm just…I have to go do something." She stood up, took her purse and started running, as fast and as hard as she could. She ran through the woods towards her house, when she tripped on a stick. She felt her face hit the ground, and the leaves brushing her eyelids. She was sobbing. Lorelai moved, and held herself, trying to convince herself that she was fine. She wasn't. She wasn't okay and she knew she wouldn't be okay until it was all over. Maybe it would never be over.

She looked at her cell phone. It was 6:30, Luke would be at her house in a half hour. She stood up, wiped the leaves off of her, and started her way home. She arrived home feeling a little calmer, depressed, but calm. She sat on the couch with Heathers in front of her and a few beers, waiting for Luke.

Right at 7:00 he arrived. She smiled at the three huge bags of food he had, and could smell the donuts.

"Tonight's feature presentation if Heathers, a cinematic masterpiece about teenage girls in high school." He rolled his eyes at Lorelai and set the food on her coffee table.

"Teenage girls, something I know nothing about. I'm going to need to get drunk to watch this." She laughed.

"We could definitely do that very easily." he looked at her coffee table which had not only beer, but tequila, whiskey, brandy, rum and grape juice. He looked at her. "I kind of took out everything. I thought the grape juice just in case you liked grapes." He smiled.

"Just put in the movies. Don't recite the rules, I've heard these way too much." She laughed, she was feeling so much better, now that she had acknowledged she wasn't fine. And Luke. Luke was making her happy, he was trying so hard to make her happy, she just wanted to give it to him. She slipped the movie into the VCR and plopped down on the couch next to him, grabbing some fries and taking a huge gulp of beer.

In the middle of the movie, Luke looked next to him at Lorelai. She had already had a few beers, and so had he. He already felt a little tipsy, he felt completely relaxed, she looked so calm, so much better. She looked to him and he smiled at her, their eyes met and he turned his head back to the TV. Had she felt that electricity, too?

The movie was over. Luke and Lorelai were sitting on the couch laughing hysterically at nothing. She handed him a shot of tequila, and he quickly poured it into his mouth.

"Now you!" He said, pouring some tequila into a shot glass, spilling it all over. She giggled and took it.

"You're silly, Luke." He giggled back.

"You're sillier. You have…hair." They both laughed even harder, then stopped. She handed him the whiskey bottle, and he held it to his mouth, slowly letting the brown liquid enter his mouth.

Lorelai had never really liked whiskey that much, but now it felt warm and sour against her throat, it felt good. Its color reminded her of butterscotch. Lorelai liked butterscotch. She was drunk. She and Luke were both drunk, staring at each other differently, their eyes were both different then before. She had never noticed how brown Luke's eyes were, like two very dark butterscotch candies. They both leaned in closer, she could smell his breath, they were so drunk. She felt like she was sobering up, just with this moment. He felt the same. He put his arm around her waist, and leaned in, his lips barely touched hers, and she backed away quickly, feeling hot tears rolling down her face slowly.

She was too scared, scared of Luke hurting her. Logically, she knew Luke would never hurt her like Jason, but she thought Jason would never hurt her either. She shook her head.

"Lorelai…I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have…" Luke couldn't understand why she was crying, he knew she felt like he felt, he just knew it.

"It's not you, Luke…It's just me…" She felt herself sobbing again. "I'm too scared." He took her hand.

"Of what?" He whispered. She was about to tell him everything, when she heard the door open, she was frozen. Jason was at the door, he was walking towards them. Luke stood up, of course she had a boyfriend. Silently, he let go of her hand walked out feeling dumb, leaving Jason and Lorelai in her living room. She took a deep breath.

"Jason…Please.." He looked so angry at her, she was so afraid.

"Goddamnit, Lorelai! You are mine, you can't have him around! I am your boyfriend, you will listen to me!" He was yelling. She shook her head.

"No." She said softly. He paused.

"What?" She knew now she was about to risk everything.

"I'm not going to listen to you, and you're not my boyfriend because my boyfriend wouldn't hurt me like you hurt me." She felt the tequila in her stomach morph into courage. He grabbed her by the waist and threw her against her wall.

"Bull-fucking-shit!" He screamed at her.

"No!" She screamed back, her whole body was aching. He picked up the tequila bottle and threw it at her.

"You will listen to me!" She shook her head again and began sobbing as he picked her up again, he dragged her back on the couch. "Take off your shirt, Lorelai." He said seriously. She shook her head sobbing harder, her voice was soft and hoarse.

"No…" She felt him hurting her more, pulling off her clothes, she felt him throwing her on the stairs, the wood was digging into her side. He heard him taking off his own clothes, she couldn't move, she couldn't fight anymore. She took all the strength she had left, and screamed one more time before she passed out.

Luke was fuming. How hadn't he figured out that she had a boyfriend? Every time he had ever been close! He was about to get into his truck when he heard Lorelai screaming, after five minutes, he heard nothing. He got worried and ran to her side door. He could hear glass crashing, what was going on in there? He started jiggling the side door, trying to save her…The one time he couldn't break in to her house. He heard the front door slam shut and saw Jason's car speeding away.

"Son of a bitch." He muttered, finally the door opened. Her living room was a mess, glass all over, all of the bottles that had been on the coffee table looked like they had shattered on the floor. He turned around to the stairs, trying to find Lorelai and saw her lying there, lifeless. There was blood and bruises (had this happened to her before?) all over her, Lorelai was barely breathing. Shards of glass were sticking out of her naked body.

He took a deep breath. He understood everything now. Lorelai had been raped, abused, and very hurt. In shock, he ran to the phone and dialed 911. After they got on the ambulance, everything felt like a blur.

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