Brooke and Haley have been there for each other since the beginning.
"Why can't life be that easy?" Brooke asked Haley as they curled up in front of their big screen watching Buffy the vampire slayer. Haley raised her brows at the comment.
"And in what way is Buffy's life easy?"
"Well, she saves the world, but still finds time to go to school and have a life. Her life isn't cherry but it still seems pretty awesome besides the part where she died." Haley just listened to her best friend babble and smiled at her logic.
"Yeah, I guess Buffy really does have the life." There was a hint of sarcasm in her tone. "So, what are your plans for tonight?" Brooke glared at her.
"We are going to Tric." She said snatching the empty bowl of popcorn to refill it. Haley sighed.
"Brooke, I don't feel like going out tonight. I told you I'm just going to stay in." Brooke scoffed in disgust.
"And you were serious?" she asked in disbelief. Haley laughed at her dramatic reaction and nodded slowly. "But you've been in the apartment all day. Don't you want to get out a little? Get some fresh air?"
"Eh, not really. I think I'm going to stay in with my new book." Brooke shook her head at her.
"Nerd." She said as she sat back on the floor and covered herself with the fluffy blanket. "But, what if I get in trouble or something." Brooke tried again.
"You'll be fine Tigger. Besides, the kind of trouble you'll be getting into, I won't want to witness." Brooke gave Haley a devilish smile as she thought about what hottie she was going to find tonight. After the sun went down and she was tired of watching TV, she got dressed.
"I'm ready. You know, it's not too late for you to change your mind."
"Have fun Brooke." Haley responded. Brooke rolled her eyes at the blonde with big brown eyes and then left. Brooke got into her cute baby blue buggy and took off. Once she got to Tric, she checked her brown hair and makeup that made her hazel eyes pop in the mirror and got out of her car, looking to kill.
Sam opened the door to his motel room in Tree Hill and laughed at the sight he saw.
"Buffy? Seriously?" he asked his brother who was laying back on the bed watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
"I was channel surfing and I think she's hot." Sam shook his head at him. They watched as Buffy beat a vampire to a bloody pulp and then staked him in the heart.
"Whatever man." Sam said.
"It's not that bad actually. I mean, the execution is all wrong, but the delivery," He pauses as she kicked another vampire in the throat. "The delivery is awesome."
"Yeah, well if someone comes across a real vampire and stakes them in the heart, all they will do is piss it off." Sam objected.
"True. So speaking of monsters, how's that bologna demon hunt going." Dean mocked his brother.
"Look man, I'm telling you there is something here. There have been cattle mutilations just outside the town and get this. I just came from the local hospital. A girl was found strung up like Christmas decorations in the park. Dean looked at his brother shocked from the news. "It's all over the news man, change the channel." Sam said snatching the remote and changing it.
"Tonight at the River Court, about an hour ago, it has been reported that 18 year old Rachel Gatina was found brutally murdered. Parental discretion is advised for this following report with Jessica." The news anchor said as it went to the live seen. The basketball court looked like something out of a horror movie. It was taped up with the yellow tape that reads 'do not enter'.
"Thank you Harry. The high school cheerleader was found hanging upside down from the basketball hoop with her head in the basket. She was found when some kids came to play a game that would normally bring joy to all. The scene was gruesome especially for one of the kids who found her and said that he knew her. He will remain unnamed, but he was the one to identify the body. We have yet to find out who is responsible for this heinous crime. As soon as we know more, there will be an update. Prayers go out to the family and friends of this poor girl. Coming live now from Tree Hill, Jessica Taylor. Channel five news." The news reporter stated.
"Okay. So you were right. There's a case here."Dean said irritated that they never get a break. "I'm going to go down to the crime scene, see if I could find a little more information on the murder. You should go to her home."
"I did. Place was clean, but I did find out the last place she was seen alive. I'll try and see what I can find out there." Dean and Sam quickly got ready and took off. Dean gave Sam a lift to the town's popular club Tric and then headed off to the basketball court.
Haley read halfway through her book before deciding to call it quits for the night. She flipped on the television and surfed the channels when a familiar face caught her attention. She flipped back to the previous channel and turned it up.
"She was last seen leaving from the Tree Hill's popular hangout Tric. The cops say that the only piece of evidence is a note that was attached to her necklace. It's quite disturbing, simply reading '1 point. Cheerleader makes a slam dunk. I'm going for 3.' This may be a serial killer and may strike again. The cops urge the residents of Tree Hill to stay in and lock their doors at night." Haley dropped the remote and ran for her phone. She dialed Brooke's number and prayed that she would pick up.
"Come on Brooke. Pick up the phone." She tried to calm herself as she heard the perky voice answer.
"Hey. It's Brooke. Sorry I can't answer. I'm probably having too much fun so leave a message and I might just get back to you." She giggled and then the beep signaled for Haley to speak. She let out a sigh and spoke.
"Hey. It's me. Look, you need to come home right now. Brooke, I have bad news. It's-" Haley stopped when the lights in her apartment went out. She walked over to the switch and flicked it, seeing that the switch was fine. "Hello?" she asked. She put the phone down and tried to see through the darkness. Then she saw her. She sat on the sofa, comfy as if she lived there. Haley put a hand on her hips, not at all phased by the curly headed blonde in her apartment. "Neat trick." She said regarding the lights. She then hung up the phone to focus on her unwelcomed guest. "It's been a long time but haven't you ever heard of knocking?" The girl smiled at her.
"Hales, you never change. Always feisty. What? I can't visit an old friend?"
"I don't remember us being friends. Rachel on the other hand, was my friend." Haley said through gritted teeth. The girl looked at Haley in confusion and tapped her pouted lips.
"Rachel…Rachel, oh yeah. I'm sorry Haley. I…I guess I got bored." She smiled wickedly.
"You shouldn't be here Peyton." Haley said grabbing a knife off the counter and hiding it behind her back. Peyton's eyes followed Haley's hands and then jumped back to her face.
"No Hales. You shouldn't be." Haley heard another voice say and then a blonde male came out from the darkness and stood next to Peyton.
"Lucas?" Haley breathed in disbelief.
"Oh Haley, you know me better than that. I never travel alone. It's not safe out there." Peyton said and as they held hands both Peyton and Lucas revealed their vampire teeth.
Brooke was having her good old time watching from the bar with her drink as kids danced around on the dance floor. With her fake ID and killer charm, it was easy for her to score drinks. She had just finished her second when she spotted the most gorgeous guy she's seen in a while. He was tall, about 6'4, and he wore an intense face like a man on a mission. He came up to the bar and ran his hands through his hair. She watched as his brown hair reformed to frame his face beautifully. The bangs fell into place as if they weren't touched to begin with. She could see two girls checking him out from across the bar. When he noticed them, he gave a gracious smile but it wasn't real. It didn't meet his eyes. He turned away from them. He was definitely trying to blow them off but he was still nice about it. A gentleman. She went over to him and sat in the seat next to him.
"Let me get a beer." She smiled at the bartender. "Matter fact, make it two. This guy looks like he can use one." He looked up at her and she smiled a breathtaking smile. "You're welcome." She told him. He smiled back at her and she could see that it wasn't fake. It met his grey eyes fully. The bartender didn't take much time to get the beers. Brooke turned away from the guy and made eyes at the bartender.
"Thanks." The strange man finally spoke. Brooke turned to him as if she wasn't sure if he was speaking to her. "Do I really look that stressed?" She simply shrugged at him and smiled. "I'm Sam." He said holding out his hand. She shook it and was impressed by his firm grasp.
"Brooke. So, you're new around here."
"Yeah. How'd you know?"
"Small town. Where are you from?"
"Lawrence."
"Oh, so we have a Kansas boy on our hands." He laughed slightly. "Well, here's to meeting awesome people." He raised his brows at her.
"I'm awesome because I'm from Kansas?"
"Oh, I don't know yet, but I know I'm awesome." Sam laughed and she tapped her beer against his and took a swig. He followed suit and she winked at the two girls who were now glaring at her from across the bar. "So, tell me what's got you so wound up." He sighed.
"It's kind of a long story. And not a good one." Brooke just kept staring at the guy whether he was talking or not. He was just so hot to her.
"Well, you know what makes me feel better when I'm down?"
"What?" he asked intrigued. She hopped out of her seat and downed the rest of her beer.
"Dancing." She said excited. He let out a laugh and shook his head.
"No. Brooke, I don't dance." She gave him a look, not convinced.
"Sam, everyone dances. Come on, I love this song. You're not going to make me dance by myself, are you broody?" He sighed and gave in.
"I guess not." He said with a pout. She giggled at him and pulled him to the dance floor. He looked her over and thought that she looked really nice in her red halter top and black pants, but he felt guilty for stopping to have a good time when he was supposed to be on a hunt. She held his hand and pulled his free arm around her waist as she rested her head on his shoulder. They slowly rocked as he listened to her mumble the words to the song.
I wanted to be like you
I wanted everything
So I tried to be like you
And I got swept away
As they listened to Michelle Branch sing 'All You Wanted', the beat sped up for the chorus and Sam surprised Brooke by quickly spinning her around and pulling her back to him. She laughed in shock.
"I thought you said you couldn't dance." She smiled at him.
"I never said I couldn't. I said I didn't." he laughed along with her as the song played.
If you want to
I can save you
I can take you away from here
So lonely inside
So busy out there
And all you wanted was somebody who cares
They continued dancing with twirls and dips and giggles until the song was over.
"You know for a giant, you're pretty light on your feet." Brooke laughed as they took a seat in a booth.
"Are you kidding me? We have to be or we'd squash all you tiny short people." She stuck her tongue out at him mockingly and he smiled at her. Sam completely forgot the reason he even came to Tric until he looked over Brooke's shoulder and spotted his brother at the door looking seriously pissed. "Um, Brooke, can you excuse me for a moment? I have to talk to my brother over there." She looked over her shoulder and peeped at the cute shaggy blonde in the corner. She didn't really see the resemblance besides the fact that they were both cute. He looked about 6'1 and his hair was cropped short and was a dark ash blonde. He too had the look of extreme intensity on his face and his eyes were a piercing green. Totally hot, but she felt secure with the brother she got and thought that he might totally be Haley's type.
"Sure." She said with a cute smile looking back at Sam. He smiled and then walked over to his brother. Brooke wasn't happy to see Sam's smile fade and she wondered what they were talking about, but the music was too loud to hear. She was watching them so intently; she didn't notice her friend plop down in Sam's former seat.
"Brooke." She heard. She turned to the sound of a tortured voice and saw Mouth. He looked so saddened and pale.
"Mouth. What's wrong?"
"It's, it's Rachel." He said. His eyes had tears in them just fighting to get out.
"What about her? She was just here." Brooke watched as Mouth struggled to get the words out. Her worry only increased. "Mouth, what happened to Rachel?" she said grabbing his hand.
"Sh-she's… Brooke, she's dead."
"What?" Brooke whispered to no one in particular.
"She's dead Brooke." Brooke felt her tears develop and fall down her cheeks.
"Oh my God. How could this have happened? She was on her way to see Haley." Mouth looked up at her in shock.
"What?" he asked. "I thought she was going home."
"No, she was going to see Hales. She wanted to ask her something but Haley wasn't in the mood to go out so she said that she was going to head over to our place."
"Brooke, she was drained of blood. I think, I think it was a vampire." Brooke went cold with the thought of vampires in Tree Hill. "She was found in the River Court."
"That's not far from my place. I have to call Haley. If vampires are here, we have to stop them before anyone else gets hurt." She wiped away her tears as she pulled out her phone. She saw that she had one voicemail and she checked it.
"Hey. It's me. Look, you need to come home right now. Brooke, I have bad news. It's-" There was silence but the voicemail wasn't over. "Hello?" she heard Haley speak. "Neat trick." Then the line went dead. Brooke looked at Mouth who was trying to figure out what she heard.
"We have to go." She said.
"What's up Dean?" Dean gave his brother a sarcastic look.
"What's up? What's up is that while I'm working you're over here making goo goo eyes with jail bait." Sam sneered at his brother.
"She's not jail bait Dean, and I've been working all day while you chose to sit down and watch Buffy the Vamp Slayer." Dean knew Sam was working hard since they arrived at Tree Hill so he gave it a rest.
"Look, I know someone as uptight as you needs a little play so I get it," He continued ignoring the face Sam made at his statement. "But, speaking of Buffy, I checked out the body and I think I know what we're dealing with."
"Wait, it's not a demon?"
"Not from what I saw. The girl's neck was all but ripped out and her body was drained of blood. She was hanging from a hoop and there was barely any blood stains." Sam tensed as he realized his brother's point. "Yup, so we have to go and find the nest."
"But what about the cattle?"
"I don't know man, but we won't figure it out here. Say goodnight to your date and let's go." Sam was disappointed that he had to leave. There was something about Brooke. He just wanted to hang out with her a little more, but he didn't want her wandering around in a town with crazed vampires. He turned to go and say goodbye, but she wasn't at their table. He went over to the bar and didn't see her there either.
"Hey." Sam said to the bartender. "Did you see the girl I was with?"
"Yeah man. She took off with some dude in a hurry. Sorry." Sam nodded and then went with his brother. He didn't know what changed but he hoped he would see her again before he left town.
Brooke tried to focus on the road as she sped down the street towards her apartment that she shared with Haley. As she past the River Court that used to be the hangout for so many kids, all she saw was yellow tape everywhere. She dropped Mouth off at home, knowing that he was safe there and that this wasn't his fight. Someone has come for her and for Haley. She had no idea whom it could be, but she knew that Haley and she had to put a stop to it. She was worried about whom Haley was talking to, but she tried to remain calm. When she got home, she didn't even bother with trying to find her keys. She just simply kicked the door open.
"Hales?" she said when she entered. The place looked like a bomb went off. There was flipped over furniture, broken glass and most scarring, blood. There was blood everywhere. Once again Brooke's vision was blurred by her tears. "Haley!" she yelled as she forced herself to stay strong. She left the door open as she made her way through what once was her favorite home. When she got to her bedroom, she took a calming breath and pushed the door open. "Haley?" she whispered but then she saw it, in big bold letters written on the wall in blood. "Sorry I missed ya, B. Davis." Brooke collapsed to her knees as she realized who was responsible for this. Peyton Sawyer.