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I hope you are still reading haha. Please don't forget to write reviews for a better reading pleasure for you and a better writing experience for me. Okay, so here is where the chaos begins, and where the fanfic becomes very fanfictiony

As the Gilmore Girls walked into the family's living room, the first thing they heard was, "Hey, Lore," causing them to both roll their eyes. It was more of a mental eye roll as they walked in with the fakest of smiles plastered on their faces.

Although she acted greatly displeased at her father, Rory missed him. She wanted her old father back. Even though he was never there, she missed his old personality. He perfectly matched her mother back then because of his power to retort anything she said with an even more funny remark. Rory missed that, and she was pretty sure her mother did as well.

"Hey, Chris," Lorelai said in a polite, high pitched tone, which (the voice) meant he was about two words away from receiving a punch in the face. As he came in for a bear hug, she (yet again) dodged it for the one armed, half ass hug. He didn't appreciate that very much as he awkwardly patted her on the back during the very few seconds of their so-called "embrace".

Mister and Misses Hayden shook both of the Gilmore Girl's hands quickly, not making any form of eye contact with Lorelai as they sat down.

"An interesting shoe choice," Mrs. Hayden immediately whispered about Rory's fluffy socks as she drank a long sip of her Scotch, hoping she'd get drunk and faint.

Emily looked over at Rory and did a fake, polite laugh, "Well, the horrible storm made her high heels all wet, and god forbid if the floors got wet…"

Mrs. Hayden laughed a very rich-person laugh, "Ah, yes. I couldn't bear it either. I understand now. For a minute, I thought she was being rude."

As the two women babbled on about carpets and wooden floors, the two old men (Richard and Mr. Hayden) talked about how their golf game was, of course.

As they were catching up, Christopher, Lorelai, and Rory sat in an uncomfortable silence as they stared at one another. Lorelai at Christopher and Christopher at Lorelai. Rory was just there, glancing between both of their murderous stares, wondering who would break first.

"Oh, Lorelai," Mrs. Hayden said, interrupting their stare, "Why are you wearing a coat?"

Lorelai's angry look went from Christopher to Emily as she replied, "Honestly, I have no idea."

Her mother laughed politely like she had no clue in the world what was going on, "Lorelai said she was cold at the door. This poor one was cold since the day she was born. Have I ever told you that story?"

Emily was smart. Just like Lorelai, she knew how to avert people from thought by just using words or talking faster than the opponent could think.

Mr. Hayden cleared his throat as Emily started to tell the story, "Lorelai, it's a very nice coat. Where'd you get it?"

She frowned, looking down at it. What was a good place for this coat? She only knew where women's clothes were. Lorelai rubbed her hand against the leather as the long moment of silence made the coming answer seem awkward, "Goodwill…"

"At Abercrombie," Emily interrupted, "It was so expensive, but only the best for Lorelai…"

"Hmm," Mr. Hayden sighed, taking a closer look at her coat, "Is that a man's coat? It's big…"

Lorelai bit her lip as she said, "Well, I bought this jacket for severe weather. The woman's size was big enough, actually it fit like a glove, but it didn't keep me warm enough. So I figured, what the hell? Let's just buy it from the men's section."

"Charming," Mrs. Hayden sarcastically whispered to her husband as she took another long sip of her alcohol.

There was a long moment of awkward silence. The only sounds were from the storm, shaking the house and pelting the windows hard enough where it sounded like they were about to break through. As the seconds passed, Lorelai and Rory looked at one another, thinking, Let's get out of here, but they knew they couldn't. Emily Gilmore had them trapped like they were flies and she was the Venus Flytrap.

"Lore," Christopher suddenly blurted out, interrupting the long moment of silence, "I want to talk to you."

"About what?" She asked, appalled that he would bring it up in front of everyone.

He sighed heavily, clearly not having any concern as everyone else stared at the both of them, "The other day."

Lorelai rolled her eyes as she looked down at her hands, "Chris, it doesn't matter. I don't care. Let's not cause a commotion, especially now."

He stood up, "Lore, please. We need to talk. I...I was really messed up the other day."

That comment caused everyone to freeze completely. Was he drunk the other day? Did he walk around Stars Hollow stumbling? Was he slurring? Did he hit her? Did they have an affair? Everyone was confused, especially Rory, which usually never happened when it came to these kind of things. So when Richard looked over at her as a way to ask what happened, she shook her head. She had no idea.

"I know you were messed up," Lorelai snarled, "I was there. In fact, so was the whole town."

"Lore…"

She stood up, "Don't 'Lore' me! Chris, listen I'm mad at you. Okay, sometimes people are mad at one another. It's not the end of the goddamn world."

"I don't want you to be mad at me!" Chris yelled, causing Rory to flinch behind her mother. She was scared, "I'm sorry, but just because you're mad at me doesn't mean you can just go out with him!"

Lorelai frowned, "With who?!"

"The guy who isn't me!"

Lorelai stopped yelling, putting both of her hands in front of herself, "Whoa, whoa. How'd we get here? I'm confused."

"How are you confused! It's the diner guy!" Christopher yelled, "I saw you two in the rain after I left! That's his jacket, Lore! I know! I saw! I'm not an idiot!"

Lorelai took a step closer to him, "Luke! Oh my god, Chris! He was just being a friend...God! I shouldn't be explaining myself for something that doesn't include you! Also, you have no right to spy on me after you leave, immaturely splashing water in my face because you're mad!"

Christopher frowned with anger, his left hand running through his hair, "God! After everything we've been through, you have to humiliate me in front of everyone and say you don't love me! In front of everyone!"

Lorelai laughed, "You're embarrassed! You are embarrassed! God, Chris...ugh, man! You were all up in my face saying, 'Come on, Lore! I love you! Let's marry! Let's ditch my unborn baby!"

"I did not say that!"

"You were implying it! You started a scene then, and you're starting a scene now! If you were embarrassed then, be embarrassed now because even your parents are here to see how pathetic we are! We are yelling in front of our daughter! I never wanted it to get this way, okay! But it did! Because right now, at this very pleasant moment we are all sharing, I know you are drunk!"

Christopher gave Lorelai a very unpleasant stare as he clenched his fists together, staring into her angry blue eyes, "I know you are in love with him!"

"Maybe, I am!" Lorelai shouted, "Either way, it doesn't matter because you aren't involved with my life and that's final, okay! My life is no concern to…"

He interrupted her with a hard slap across the face. Lorelai fell, banging her head against the end table as she made her way down. Her back made contact with the open drawer, causing her to feel nothing for a moment. She screamed. Rory cried.

"You don't tell me what to do! Okay!" Christopher yelled at Lorelai as she dizzily looked up at him, her head pounding with confusion.

The world was going in slow motion to her.

Lorelai's vision started to clear since the hit wasn't that hard but her head was killing her. Although Lorelai couldn't muster to move, what she could do was show her emotions. The only look she could give Christopher was fear. Fear was the only thing she could think of. Not even anger had passed through her mind, that's how scared she was.

All of these thoughts happened under three seconds.

Before Christopher could say anything else, Richard shoved him so hard, he fell down onto the carpeted floor, "You...do not touch my daughter that way! Get out of my house!"

Mr. Hayden angrily stood up, "You do not touch my son that way!"

Richard looked appalled as he turned towards him, "Look at the way he just touched my daughter! She's on the ground because he hit her! He slapped her! He touched my daughter! She's hurt and you're appalled at the fact I shoved your son!"

"Richard!" Emily screamed.

Lorelai was on the floor, panting, and almost crying as the two men argued. She had no idea what had just happened. She didn't lose her memory; it just happened so fast.

Rory's initial reaction took over her as she ran up to her fallen mother, tears falling down her face, "Mom? Mom?"

"Get out of my house!" Richard screamed, "and take your drunken son with you! Now!"

"Are you kicking us out?" Mrs. Hayden asked, appalled, and sadly surprised.

"Yes!" Richard yelled, "Go! Otherwise, I'm calling the police!" He faced Christopher, "If you ever go near my daughter or granddaughter again, I will physically punish you!"

Rory ignored the conversation in the background as she lifted her mom's head off the floor. She didn't expect her to get up, but she used both her hands to pull her head into her thigh. Lorelai just laid there as Rory whispered, "It's okay...it's going to be okay…"

Richard slammed the door behind the Hayden's as they walked out into the storm. I hope they get struck by lightning, he thought.

Rory was petting her mother's hair, not caring about anything around her, "It's going to be okay...dad's gone...he will be for awhile now."

Emily ignored Rory, Richard, and the Haydens as she knelt down next to Lorelai, screaming, "I can't believe you would yell at him like that! You are such a child sometimes! You embarrassed us…"

"Shut up!" Rory yelled at her grandmother, "Shut up! Sometimes, things aren't about you! Look, my mom's hurt! Maybe, you could make yourself useful for just this once and fetch some ice for her."

Emily was appalled that her beautiful, graceful granddaughter just spoke to her in that tone of voice, "Rory Gilmore! I am yelling at your mother right now.."

"Emily," Richard yelled, interrupting her meltdown, "Go fetch us some ice."

Rory smiled at her grandfather appreciatively as he went into the kitchen with Emily, yelling at her about her behavior.

She looked back down at her mom again, seeing extra dark bags under her eyes, causing Rory grief. She didn't want her mother to feel this way. Although Lorelai just experienced something extremely traumatic, she wanted her to be happy.

She felt like calling Lane and crying.

Lorelai read her daughter's face and forced a smile, "Hey, it's okay. I'm okay. It's just a little bruise. Everything's going to be okay, I promise. I'm fine. I know that was scary to watch though," she held Rory's hand, squeezing it, "I'm sorry you ever had to see something like that."

Rory nodded as tears fell down her cheeks as even more were clinging to her eyes, trying not to fall out. She had to be brave for her mother.

The Gilmore Girls sat in silence for awhile. They didn't know what to say because they've never experienced anything like this before. Maybe in a story it sounded like a weak situation, but it definitely was not. This event would trigger others, start arguments, and kill relationships. It also would start to mentally kill people, the moment devoting all its time to ruin any other happy moments by reminding them the situation existed.

Lorelai would be the most affected, especially since this moment triggered others and she was included in them all. This moment would weigh on her like Atlas carrying the world over his shoulders.

I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter and hate Christopher because I sure do. Please don't forget to write reviews so your reading experience and my writing habits will be better.