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Authors Note:

A One-shot about Lorelai watching Richard die, Kind of dark. Christopher/Lorelai undertones. Review please! Laura

The Last Gilmore Standing

He'd watched her grow up, fall in love, get pregnant, run away, create a life for both herself and her daughter, fall in love once more and get her heart broken again and again. And now, she was watching him die.

He was lying in a cold hospital room hooked up to beeping machines surrounded by those whom he loved, and who loved him back. But he only saw her. His only child, the one he loved more than anything else in the whole world.

His wife had died a year ago, it had been hard for both him and her. Six months ago her daughter had died, an accident they were told. She had went into a depression, he had helped her out. Now he couldn't help but wonder what would become of his baby girl after he was gone. Would someone come along and help her now that he couldn't?

He saw her first and only true love put his arm around her, and he couldn't help but wonder if maybe now they would finally have a change to be together? He hoped with every fiber of his being that she would be taking care of he when he died, and hopefully by the man she had always loved.

The last thought that crossed his mind before he interred the light, was a small prayer to God, wishing that no more pain and sorrow should be sent in his daughters' direction.

No, Lorelai Victoria Gilmore had suffered enough.

She watched as the man she had known her entire life was slipping away from her. She cried silent tears as she thought back to her childhood. She had never been close to her parents but she had always loved them, just like they had always loved her.

She wondered what she had done to deserve this? What had she done to be punished in this merciless way? To loose all the people she loved? First her mother had passed away, then her daughter and now her father, how could this be fair?

She felt a pair of strong arms wrap around and the familiar smell of his cologne hit her nose, she leaned into him as she watched her father die, watched the life slip away from him. He looked so weak. It scared her.

She wondered what would become of her now that her family was gone, would she simply fate away? Becomes a distant memory to the world around her? Would he let that happen?

She had loved many times in her life, but only been in love ones, and maybe now she would finally get a change to be with the love of her life? The man she had loved since the tender age of twelve. It had taken the lives of the people she loved the most to bring them together and she would make sure it wasn't wasted.

She looked into her fathers' eyes just in time to see a glimpse of happiness before the monitors went still. A wave of sorrow ran through her as the doctor called it. She was the last Gilmore standing, and no one could ever know how much that hurt…