Chapter Two : It Happened with a Bang and a Crash. Result equals a very Bruised Luke.

A/N: Well, here's the next chapter! Yay! I thought it was going to take me a lot longer with that chapter. This chapter is going to seem cliché, but I'm not going to dwell on it. So it's not going to be one of those "Someone's hurt so let's realized his/her mistakes" Nope sorry. But Luke and Lorelai will be back together quickly. I just have to figure it out! Let me know of any ideas!

Luke silently carried Rory up to the apartment. After they had both calmed down, Rory looked exhausted. Having basically fallen right into a table from exhaustion, he brought her upstairs. Luke was-well- very melancholy. It was basically the only word to use. Not angry, not vengeful, and oddly not crazy, he was just… just sad. Probably just waiting for the events to sink in; then the crazy would tap him on the shoulder.

As his thoughts of the recent news caught up with him, he realized one thing: he wasn't going to go kick Chris' car. Why wasn't he over at Chris' kicking his car?

'Well' he thought

'One of two reasons. The first one being that her was Rory's father. He couldn't kill Chris. He helped bring a wonderful woman like Rory into the world, not for long that is.'

'What's the second reason?' He asked himself.

'Well, I don't know where he lives…'

Luke shrugged. He went over to the refrigerator, picked out a beer, and sat on the couch glumly.

'Why did everybody have to cheat on him?' He frowned as he looked at the bottle. As he stared at the brown glass, he got the disgusting image of Chris cackling at him. 'I got her, I got her. YOU DIDN'T HA HA HA…'

Chris' imaginary song got cut short as long threw the beer against the wall as if it was the wining strike of a baseball game.

'But hey, those players get to rejoice after a victory, I get to sulk…'

Then came the crazy. You would almost expect his skin to start turning green as his transformation began. H e blew air out through his nose and stormed out of the apartment.

To any person who had never seen Luke – well Luke with his temper on the rim of his emotional pail- this next scene would seem oddly hilarious.

Once out of the apartment, the stairs must have not been important in his mind at the time. His large boot went over the edge of the first stair with a large bang and his head hit the edge of the banister along the edge of the wall. His back also connected with a stair, firmly, with an unpleasant sound.

Rory, hearing the first crash, jumped off the couch, in a ready position to take down an intruder. Once surveying the area, she saw the door of the apartment closed but the glass window of the door was shattered, probably from the force of the slam.

Rory jumped over the pile of broken glass over to Luke. She saw him at the bottom of the steps. She ran down them, worried.

"Luke, Luke Oh my god are you ok? Can you hear me? Oh Lord. Crap. Damn! Caesar! Lane!" Rory yelled to them.

Rory bent down to get a look at his head. It had a small gash and was bleeding but seemed able to be handled and taken care of. She pulled him out of his up side down position on the stairs. He groaned in pain.

"Lorel…wha… uhh?" The Luke blabber had a barely understandable sound. 'Lorelai what huh?' Well it wasn't much of a translation, but it was Luke blabber.

Rory told Lane and Caesar what had happened and the managed to pull him upstairs into bed. Rory wrapped his head in a bandage. She went over to his freezer and searched for ice.

Once it was found, she again searched the cabinets for a bag for the ice. He didn't seem to have a concussion. So, they all laid him down in bed, and let him dealt with his large head ache.

"Luke, oh gosh what are we going to do with you?" Rory told him. She rubbed his head lightly, and then went down stairs. Once down there, Lane walked over and pulled her aside.

Being mid-afternoon, the diner was empty with exception of Kirk and his very odd mustard sandwich.

"Oh my gosh what just happened up there?" Lane question Rory as if she where a criminal.

"I had told Luke some bad news and , well, he took it horribly, I mean really bad. Luke cried, I have never seen crying Luke and crying Luke isn't a jolly sight. I feel horrible. I just ohhhh… I hate my parents…"

"WHAT?" Lane basically screamed.

"what?" Lane corrected her tome with a very soft whisper a mouse couldn't compete with.

Rory struggled with her words at this point. She wasn't happy. She was downright devastated. For both Luke and Herself. Now Luke would revert back to cruel Luke and horrible cold frozen Luke burgers. She, well, she had probably lost her only chance at having a reasonable chance at having a caring, loving father. Not a screw up. Not a guy that came to visit her less that she saw her eye doctor.

"My Mom and My Dad… They… They cheated on Luke… and I told him."

Rory just couldn't stand and sat down at a table. Reality finally hitting her in the stomach with a heavy metal bat.

"I am just in denial. I can't believe they would do that to Luke… There is no excuse." A flustered Rory kept saying.

" Well he did reject her proposal to elope…" Lane stated cautiously. Not wanting to awake the beast that was truly in Rory.

The Beast has been awaken.

"He WHAT!"

What's Next? ---- "Luke we need to… Oh my God!"

"You can do this anymore! You can't just toy with people like their a martinet! Look at me I control the strings!"

Whats coming up?----

Someone has a secret… and it's not who you think.

"I'm Pregnant."