Lorelai was walking back home. It had been another long day of boredom at high school but she'd still rather be there than home, even if she felt like she didn't fit in. It had become awkward between her, Julie and Nick. Fights had become regular. Julie desperately wanted Lorelai to take their name but she didn't want to. These fights had got so bad, Julie had even confessed that sometimes she wishes she'd never adopted Lorelai. She was born Lorelai Adams after her real mother and that's the way she wants it to stay. It's one of the few things she could remember her mother by.

Lorelai's determination to take her time getting home was visible. She was taking very small steps and sighed as she saw the house come into view. 'Might as well get this over with' she thought as she walked up to the door and clumsily searched for the key in her purse.

She opened the door and ran quietly upstairs and locked herself in her bedroom. Lorelai plugged her iPod into her stereo and started blasting out her rock music which she danced to as she she grabbed her laptop and switched it on, ready to be lost to the world of internet socializing.

After a few hours of this, she wondered why Julie hadn't called her down for dinner. Dinner was always strictly at 5 o'clock and it wasn't like her to cook it late. Maybe she's still ticked off with Lorelai from the last argument which is a bit pathetic really. Lorelai got up and when downstairs to the kitchen to find herself a snack.

Julie wasn't in the kitchen. Lorelai started to wonder where she could be. She walked over to the window, looked out and saw that her adoptive mum's car was still there.

"Julie?" She got no reply. She walked into the living room and froze in shock. She had found Julie. And Nick. They were on the floor together in a pool of blood. Lorelai screamed and burst into tears. She tore her eyes from the bloody sight and went back into the kitchen where she ran to the sink and threw up.

She emerged from it, a blubbering mess of sick and tears. She fell to the floor sobbing. This was it. She didn't know what would happen now. She had no relatives and she had just lost another set of parents. She would always be alone in this world because everybody she loves die. She crawled over to the table and hoisted herself onto a chair. She grabbed the phone and dialed 911.

"Help. I need to report two dead bodies." She sobbed into the phone.

"Calm down ma'am. Could you please tell me who you are and how old you are."

"My name is Lorelai Adams. I am 17 years old. These people were my parents!" Lorelai burst out into a fresh lot of tears.

"Okay, Where are you?" The operator replied.

"1285 Saxon Street"

"Okay, someone will be round shortly." The line went dead. Lorelai just sat on the chair and stared in shock. All of a sudden, she couldn't stay still. She ran upstairs to her room and opened her closet where she started moving things about at the bottom until she pulled out an old wooden box. She opened it. It was her memorabilia box, filled up with stuff that was once her mother's. Her real mother's. She pulled out a book that was padlocked. The urge to open this large book was stronger than ever. She hadn't opened this box in years because it made her sad. She couldn't get anymore upset than what she was right now. She turned the book over and stared at the words on the back.

The key to this is in your heart, Lorelai. Only you can open this book to live the life I could no longer continue. Good luck Sweetheart.

Lorelai looked over these words and thought about it as hard as she could.

"In your heart..." She mumbled. Suddenly it came to her. She fingered the necklace around her neck which was also passed down from her mother. She took it off and examined the heart-shaped charm on it. She looked closely at it and felt a crack on the edges. 'Is it possible it can open..?' She thought. She pulled each side as hard as she could; It was very stiff. On her third try it finally opened to reveal a small key. She smiled, satisfied as she twisted it in the padlock which clicked and opened. She pulled the padlock off and opened it onto the first page. It had three phone numbers on it and a message underneath them:

ONLY DO THIS IF THERE IS AN EMERGENCY!

Call these numbers in the order that they are written. The second two are just in case the first one doesn't work though they all belong to the same person: John Winchester. Tell him I'm your mother and I told you to call him. Tell him your date of birth. He is your father.

Lorelai stared at this in shock. She always wondered who her father was, but didn't like him because he never came back for her. It makes sense now. Her mother never told him he had a daughter. Someone knocked loudly on the front door. Lorelai put everything back in the box and went downstairs to let the paramedics and cops in who she immediately burst back into tears at the sight of.

The cops sat Lorelai down at the table whist Julie and Nick's bodies where being taken out of the house on a stretcher. They questioned her about where she had been and at what times. It took a lot of persuading but eventually they decided she was innocent. They asked her if she had somewhere to stay. Lorelai had no intention of going back into care so she said that she would call her grandmother who will immediately come down here to look after Lorelai and that she would call them if her grandmother is unable to tend to her. Lorelai doesn't have a grandmother really.

When everyone had gone out of the house, Lorelai attempted calling the first of John Winchester's numbers. It rang...