So, you all asked for more so here it is! I'm sorry that this is so short! I have to find a good spot to start and finish a chapter. It's tough. So...yeah.

Disclaimer: I forgot to put this in the last chapter, but if I owned Gilmore Girls, It wouldn't have ended the way it did.

"Everything's going to be okay," I murmured against her hair. She pulled away quickly and all but ran through the sliding doors. I quietly cursed myself for allowing me to get so close, I would be lucky if she said a word to me on the way home. I followed her at a slower pace

"Come on!" She hissed, coming back to my side and grabbing my arm and pulling me into the elevator, that I had almost missed. "You're so pokey sometimes!" She reprimanded me, trying to keep her normal attitude. She failed. Anyone who knew her in the slightest could see right through her mask.

"You're the one who took off like a rocket for the elevators," I said, pointedly.

She made a face at me. The other person in the elevator looked wary. There was an uncomfortable silence settling down. Were hospitals always this solemn? Hmm...I don't think I like hospitals too much, I thought. After a few moments more of silence, the elevator doors opened with a muted 'ding'. Only Rory and I got out.

Ace started making her way to the front desk, with me in tow. "Excuse me, I'm looking for-"

"Rory?" A kind of familiar voice said gruffly.

"Luke?" She turned around slightly, and I watched her eyes widen as she ran over to the man. He was wearing a plaid shirt, regular jeans, and a baseball cap worn backwards. He pulled her into a hug, which she returned. "Where's mom?" She asked,while I did my best to melt into the background. It felt very uncomfortable here.

"Right now she's in surgery. They're trying to repair her collapsed lung and stop all the internal bleeding," Luke responded quietly. "God, I hate hospitals..."

Rory laughed at that. "I can tell. Did you call Lane or Sookie?"

"I called Sookie, and she called Lane and Michel."

"Okay, good. I called my grandparents."

"Since when was that a good thing?" He teased her. I had to bite my lip to keep me from laughing. If only he knew what he was talking about. The Gilmore's were almost as bad as the Huntzberger's sometimes.

"Rory!" A more familiar voice called from the front desk. Ah. Emily Gilmore. Speak of the devil, and the devil shalt appear. The nurse shot her an annoyed look.

"Grandma!" Rory said in a more of a hushed tone. Luke muttered something under his breath, probably insulting the woman.

"Logan?" Ah. Richard. The more agreeable one of the two.

"Hello, Mr. Gilmore," I said holding out my hand.

"Please, call me Richard," He smiled, shaking my hand.

"Logan?" Emily looked very surprised to see me.

"Ah, hello Mrs. Gilmore," I said as Richard let go of my hand to be held out for Emily.

"That's Emily to you," She said lightly shaking mine. "What are you doing here?"

"Logan insisted on driving me here, seeing as how I was upset and all," Rory saved me. I shot her a thankful look. She returned a small smile.

"How kind of you, Logan," Richard said, looking almost...touched by my generosity. Curse my parents for ruining any kind of good reputation I would have. I produced one of my fake smiles.

"Are you all here for Miss Lorelai Gilmore?" A timid, irritable-looking nurse asked.

"Yes, we are," Emily answered automatically.

"She's out now, but only one visitor at a time," She said in a dark tone.

"I think Rory should go first," Richard said, finalizing it. Rory shot me a panicked look. I nodded at her, mouthing the words "you can do it". She gave a slow, unsure nod.

"Okay, I'll go," She followed he nurse back.

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