With Tired Eyes, Tired Minds, Tired Souls, We Slept

(Special Note These characters belong to Mark Schwahn and the creators of One Tree Hill and The CW. This during One Tree Hill's third season.)

Romance Focus: Brooke/Lucas and Peyton/Jake

Other characters: Haley, Nathan, Mouth, Skills, Rachel, and others

Rating: T for Teen

Element(S): Danger, Drama, Angst, and Violence

Notes To Know In My Perfect Little World of This Fan Fiction:

- Nikki has given up her battle for Jenny (Yay)

- Peyton and Jake are still together

Chapter One: A Blur

It all happened so fast, no one knew what to expect. Brooke Davis entered the school with her best bud Peyton Sawyer and her boyfriend, Jake Jagielski. Jake gaze Peyton's hand a squeeze as he grinned at Peyton as she rested her head on his shoulder. Brooke couldn't help but smile as she looked at them. Ever since he came home for good with Jenny, she's never seen Peyton happier.

"God, you two are just so adorable, it's sick." Brooke said with a grin on her face. Peyton looked up from Jake's shoulder and shook her head, smiling. They then looked up and Peyton watched as Jake's face fell from a smile to fear. Brooke looked to them with a furrowed brow before she looked and saw Jimmy Edwards standing in the hallway and pointing a gun right at the door, the door she was opening.

"Peyton!" Jake shouted just as Jimmy fired the gun and the hallway erupted in deafening screams. Brooke watched as the glass shattered around her and her friends. She let out a scream and she turned and started to run with the crowd. Jake had a grip on Peyton's arm when the crowd swept him off. "Peyton!" Called again and then he found himself out in the quad.

Brooke ran as fast as she could, continually tossing a glance behind her before she left the school and out into the open air. She looked around at the students as they scattered. She looked around and noticed that not Jake nor Peyton were with her.

"Peyton!" Brooke shouted, turning around as student whizzed by her to get out of harms way. She covered her mouth as tears welled up in her eyes. "Peyton!" She called and she turned around to see Nathan and Lucas running toward the school.

"Brooke!"

Lucas said as he ran over to her. He took her shoulders into his hands and Brooke's tears are rolling down her face as she pointed to the school.

"Someone has a gun and their shooting!" She cried and Lucas looked up from her to the school. Nathan looked down at Brooke then looked to Lucas.

"Haley, she's in the tutor center." Nathan said and he started to run for the school.

"Nathan! Lucas!" Whitey shouted as he stood near the bus. "Get your asses back here!" He called back to them then Lucas gently shoved Brooke to the bus.

"No, Luke!" She cried as Whitey grabbed her waist and hoisted her up onto the bus. "Lucas!" She called but the doors to the bus closed and she moved to the nearest window seat to catch a glimpse of her boyfriend and his brother rushing into the school. She placed her hand on the window pane of the bus as the bus pulled away from campus as quickly as it could. "Lucas," she whispered as she sat there and her hand ran down the window. She lost Peyton and Jake in the crowd, God knows what happened to them, but what about Lucas?

Jake ran down the halls, the silence frightening him as he ran as fast as he could. He looked down halls, around corners, looking for his girlfriend. He didn't want to shout, in fear of the shooter being nearby when he does. He skidded to a halt when he heard loud footsteps rushing quickly down the hallway. He then stepped forward, glass crunching behind his weight. He looked down at the glass and noticed blood. He looked at the door and he flashed back to the shot being fired. This was the door they were standing by.

"Peyton," he whispered as he turned and looked around, following a small blood trail down a hallway.

Peyton groaned as she crawled further into the library as she left a bloody trail behind her. She whimpered as she pulled herself behind a bookcase and sat there, her head resting on the spines of books as she sat there. She rested her hand on her leg and she looked at the blood that ran off on her palm. She started to cry and she tried to stand up. She cried out and fell back to the floor and she moved her leg closer to her body, blood smearing against the blue carpet. She started to sweat and she felt like she couldn't breathe. All she could think about was Jake and Brooke and how she lost them. She held her leg and looked up at the ceiling.

"Please, God," She whispered and looked away, tears coursing down her pale cheeks. She prayed that this was all a dream and that this wasn't really happening. But when she cried out from the pain in her leg, she was pulled back to reality. A reality where this was all very real.