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As to this chapter, well i don't know if you are gonna like it or not, maybe you'll find Emily and Richard a little bit OOC here. I find myself really having trouble writing Richard, i don't know, i hope that you will not be disappointed by this chapter, and thank you in advance, for reading!

so here goes

Lorelai POV

As I am sitting at my parents table, i feel the air in the back of my neck standing, it's like a nagging sensation, that usually drive me crazy... no that ultimately, it takes much... but I know that something is coming I just feel it. As I am discussing, the inn's insurance status with my dad, I am watching Roy, out of the corner of my eye... I know that the situation is uncomfortable for her at the best... I know that she feel betrayed on Luke's behalf, and she has a right to feel this way, but really I wasn't expecting what happened next. Yelling at me, that I am a woman of questionable morals, as my mother would put it, I feel a pang in my heart, constricting it, to a point that it become difficult to breath, that I never felt before. My daughter hates me, and now I really know what my mom felt all those years ago. And she's right, I was so jealous of the time that Luke spent with April, without me, that I ended up, not thinking clearly, what the hell was I thinking, of course he was going to solve things. He is Luke, I know it. Did I gave him time... he gave me time with Rory, why couldn't I do this for him? And now I am sitting at this table with the last person that I would want to be. I know it his not entirely faulty, for this, I am the one, who shouldn't have gone to him in the first place. I know it, now, like Rory said, that I am absolutely no better than any other woman Luke ever dated. And then she turns to Chris, yelling at him, all that she must have felt for a very long time, and I am speechless by the hurtful tone, but really being so harsh, is not her, and as she is talking about the fact that Luke gave her his mother's necklace, I realize what is the problem with Rory: she feel as she lost the only stable, father figure that she ever had, aside from my father...

All of a sudden I realize something ... I didn't hurt only myself and Luke, but I also made my daughter suffer, like no mother would want her child to.

As I hear her asking for my parents hospitality, the usual feeling of rejection, it's soon replaced by the fact that she doesn't to ride home with her father or me.

I feel so nauseous, disgusted by this revelation, that, although I feel my mother inquisitive look on me, I just excuse myself to the powder room, without waiting for an answer.

As I enter, I find myself exhausted, unable to stand on my own, and I lean over the vanity, and look myself into the mirror, and I find myself unable to recognize who I had became.

Everything that had happened, is only now downing on me, April, the postponed wedding, my damn ultimatum, Rory's disgusted tone revolted at me, and it is all too much.

I find myself claustrophobic, in this room, unable to breathe properly, I feel the desire to yell at something, but, no sound came out, but only my strangled cry, as I feel my heart breaking for the first time in the last two weeks... Luke is never going to forgive and forget, I know now, and also I am certain that I lost my best friend, the only one person that I could talk to, without being afraid of judgement, when things get difficult, always capable, of making me feel better and I lost him: Rory is right. Everything that she said, every little detail of what she yells is imprinted into my mind like a picture. A picture that I am unable to delete from my mind, like the look that Luke gave me that morning, that look where I know that I had broken him, irreparably. And as my tears feel freely from my eyes, I feel a pair of arms embracing me, telling me to calm down, that I was making myself sick, but as I listened to who I know is my mom, I really find myself unable to stop crying.

- Lorelai, please stop, come on, lets get you a glass of water,OK? Lorelai do you hear me? look at me OK, just look at me? - Lorelai raised her eyes to her mom- it's OK, everything is gonna be just fine OK, nothing is lost yet. Now, we are gonna wash you face, and than we are going to sit down OK?- as Lorelai is nodding, and washing her face, Emily hands over to her the washcloth.

- Mom, I am so sorry...- she just felt so mortified, ashamed of herself...

- Lorelai really it's OK, everything it is fine, your father and I told Christopher to go home!

- He went home?

- Yes, Lorelai, come on let's get you settled - Emily said guiding Lorelai out of the powder room into the kitchen.

- Delia, would you please make some... coffee? - Emily looked tentatively at her daughter

- yes, mom, thanks

- alright, coffee for my daughter and myself Delia, we'll be taking it into the living room.

Rory's PO V

As I enter my room, I have this urge to slam the door, but I do control myself and take a deep breathe. The anger that I am feeling right now it's like nothing I have felt before. As I sit on bed, my attention is captured by a picture on my nightstand. It's me and mom, before, everything with Yale and Logan happened. So carefree, so happy, and content. I know that the smile that my mom bears, is not only for me, but also for the person who is snapping the picture.

As I think of Luke, my heart feel a pang. It's been since before the accident that I saw him. The last couple of weeks I was unable to see him around. The people in Stars Hollow, especially Miss Patty, says he is busy with the diner's renovations, and some other things, talking to a lawyer apparently, to gain at least the joint custody of April, from that harpy of a woman, god how I would like to strangle her!

I miss him so much, his coffee, his burgers, which I dream of at night, but most of all, his presence in mom's life, he makes her smile and laugh, she was a complete different person, compared to what she is now. she was more carefree, looking happy, serene, a "nothing is wrong in the world, because I have you" kind of smile.

I didn't mean to yell at her, I really didn't. I thought that grandma would stop me for being disrespectful, but she didn't and right then I felt like a train, going too fast to stop now, uncaring of the damages that I was about to provoke. I know that I hurt her deeply, I know that I will have to... Someone is knocking on my door...

- Rory, can I come in?

- Grandpa, yes of course – I am surprised to see him here, as he is sitting down next to me, at the end of the bed.

- Grandpa I am so sorry for …

- Rory there is absolutely no need to apologize to me or your grandmother, but don't you think you've exaggerated a bit, with your mom? She loves you, you know that!

- I know grandpa – of course I know that she loves me. If nothing else the experience of living in this house, with the great Emily Gilmore, gave me insight, about the entity of the sacrifice that she did for my sake. - but, I don't know, I just wished that she was strong enough to let dad go. I know, that dad is not strong, at all, but mom, she should have known better. Going all the way to Boston it was a recipe for disaster!

- What is that hurt you so much Rory? I can understand that your father is not the most perfect person, actually I really would like to hit him right now..

- grandpa!

- what, you wanted to do it just a few minute ago? So explain to me young lady..what is wrong?

- I miss him

- but he was just down..

- not dad, grandpa, Luke, I miss Luke! - I just said that out loud, to grandpa of all the people

- why? don't you see him around stars hollow like everyday, you used to tell tales about what he does, and doesn't do since you began coming here for dinner!

- He's not that around anymore...

- because of your mother?

- No, he actually left me couple of messages on my cell, asking me how I was, and such, but he's been really busy... ah are you listening to me, I am talking like a little kid! - I almost want to cry out.

- Rory, of course he is be busy with the renovations, from what your grandmother told me the damages were extensive for a public building, and insurance...

- and his own daughter ….- I interrupt him. He's looking at me now, with the "I know what your secret is" kind of look and began talking.

- are you jealous of his daughter, because she can see him anytime she wants now, or because you wish that he was the one with you, here tonight instead of you father?

- I … both

- I know, that Luke, gave you and your mother so many things, that, nor money nor me or Emily, could have ever given you two, and those things, those years, they just doesn't get canceled, like it was nothing. I know that those things are important to him too, all those years, and just because him and your mom, aren't together anymore, they don't get lessened in significance, especially seeing as almost them happened even before there was any relationship..

- I know grandpa, I just...

- your mom is a human begin, therefore not perfect, nobody is perfect, even Luke, he did made a mistake, not telling your mom about April, even if he was in good faith, it is still a mistake. Your mom made a maybe worsted mistake, but than again, she's not prefect, nobody really is, not even your grandmother, as much as she wants to think of otherwise. You are not perfect, let's not forget the whole Yale debacle, shell we? . As he is saying this he also point at himself- Every body is capable of making mistakes. But remember, that you have only one mother, and even tough sometime she does make mistakes she's still your mom, and that's what's important, and no matter how many time you yell at her, she will always love you, is that clear?

- Yes grandpa...- he's getting up , but a question rises into my mind -grandpa, if mom and Luke ever get together again, are you and grandma gonna except it? Or are you going to push again the dad card.- as he listens to the question he takes a deep breathe..

- if your mother is truly happy, whoever the person is, Luke or not, I assure you that from now on, we will not push for anything anymore – as he gets up, he leans in toi kiss my head and heading for the door, that seconds later closes with a very soft thud.

As I am sitting here alone, rethinking everything that I said tonight I conclude that he is indeed right, I only have on mom, and I quite like, I have to apologize, god I hope she will forgive me... but rethinking every little thing that I yelled at dad, I find that I don't have any regrets, and that surprise me, but the most shocking thing is that I find myself quite satisfied of what I told him, maybe he will realize that just because now he is here, not everything will be as he wants.

As I get up, and go to open the door, I find myself hesitating, the possible scenarios, play in my head like a movie... do I have the strength and the courage for this?

Richard POV

As I close the door, I find my way back downstairs, just as I see Emily, take a very distraught daughter in the kitchen. From far I can see the signs of tears still streaming, down her face. As a father, I always thought, that I would protect my child, always, from the bad things of the world. With time I realized, that, as hard it is to admit for me, children are yes, ours to raise, but for themselves, to deal with the consequences of their action, as adults, and for us parents it remains nothing but be there for them. If only I knew, then, what I realize now.

And now I am asking myself if this sort of triangle, it is also my fault, or Emily's. Especially regarding the question that Rory asked me just now. Logically the ones to blame are Lorelai, Luke, and Christopher, but a thought came to my mind. Did Emily and I opened voluntarily the door for trouble? Ah ...I need a drink!

And as a part of me denies the accusation immediately, the other part, yells a clear and loud YES.

What a night!, I think to myself, drinking slowly my scotch, hoping that at the end everything would be fine.

Narrator pov

As the maid busiest herself preparing coffee, Emily ended Lorelai a glass of water. Upon finishing the glass of water, the two women, walked slowly to the living room where her father was sitting in his usual chair drinking a scotch.

Lorelai sat down onto the sofa, looking uncomfortable, until her father spoke

- Lorelai, your mother and I just wanted you to be happy that's all. I never wanted you to be unhappy that's why back then we accepted you not wanting to marry Christopher. - as Richard spoke those words, Emily began nodding along, until she began talking.

- You always seemed so partial to Christopher, that I thought that it was truly what you , deep down really wanted, and that Luke was just a phase, something not that important, just a very rebellious daughter, that doesn't want to listen to her parents, but now I just don't know what to say, and despite the fact that you think that we don't know you, we've realized that the woman who sitting on our table for the last two weekly dinners was not you, and this is not you, and I don't how could I have missed it... - Emily said sighing.

- Mom, really this is not your fault, I just, I don't know who I am anymore...- Lorelai gets interrupted

- you are Lorelai Gilmore, independent, despite everything and everyone, strong willed woman who can do anything she sets her mind to, and I am so sorry for what I said at dinner...

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