Redemption

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"My name is Sawyer Brooke Scott, I'm four years old."

July 25, 2012:

"Hello?" I answered the phone, seeing an unknown number on the screen.

"Brooke Davis?" The other voice answered.

"This is she. Who's calling?" A bad feeling clumped at the bottom of my stomach. I felt something was wrong.

"This is Debra, a nurse from Tree Hill Memorial."

"Is everything okay?" I asked, realizing my feeling was right.

"We need you to come down to the hospital. Please, its concerning a Mrs. Peyton Scott and a Mr. Lucas Scott."

"Oh my God, okay. I'll be right down." I ended the call and grabbed my purse, in my pj shorts and a tank top I ran out of my house and made my way to the ER of Tree Hill Memorial. As I entered my destination I looked around and spotted a nurse.

"I'm Brooke Davis, I was told to come in. Debra called me."

"I'm Debra, The Scott's were involved in a car crash. It was pretty bad. Their daughter- umm.." She shuffled through some papers.

"-Sawyer Scott." I finished.

"Yes, Sawyer, came out with only a few minor cuts and scrapes, she's sitting over their in the kids room." Debra pointed over to a room to our left. "As for Peyton and Lucas, they may not make it."

"Will you let me know when and if things change?" I asked, my eyes beginning to water. I had to stay strong for Sawyer, that little girl was my world.

"Absolutely." She nodded as she walked away, towards the nurses station. I got up the courage to head over to the kids room, where Sawyer sat with her purple monkey and watched 'The Incredibles'.

"Hey Cutie." I smiled. Opening my arms welcoming her into a hug.

"Hi Aunt Brooke." she sheepishly smiled back. There were a few bandages on her body, nothing major.

"You okay?" I asked as I picked her up into my arms and sat down on one of the chairs, placing her in my lap.

"Yeah, I'm hungry though." She frowned as her stomach rumbled.

"Well let's wait here a few minutes and then we can go get you some food, okay?"

"Yeah." She smiled. "Where are Mommy and Daddy?" She asked me, tilting her head sideways, making her blonde pigtails bounce.

"Sawyer. They got hurt in the car accident. The doctor's are trying to make them better." I answered with the best answer I could come up with.

"Are they gunna be okay?" She asked me, her deep green eyes, the ones that matched Peyton's perfectly, staring up at me.

"Yes Baby Doll. They're going to be fine."

"You promise?"

"I promise." I swallowed a lump in my throat to keep me from crying. I stood up and placed Sawyer on the ground, holding her tiny hand in my own. "You wanna go get dinner?"

"Duh." She giggled. That was the last time she giggled for a while.

We came back from getting her food and Debra stood by the door of the waiting room. I felt another one of my 'oh shit' feelings. I told Sawyer to go watch the end of the movie and eat her chicken. I looked up at Debra, her eyes full of sorrow.

"What happened?" I asked her, breaking down in tears.

"We lost Peyton." She told me simply. "We did all we could but she wasn't strong enough."

"That's a lie, Peyton Elizabeth Scott is the strongest woman I know. She had to make it through. Please, please God no." I crumbled to the floor, trying not the draw attention but I just found out my best friend was dead.

Debra stooped down and tried to comfort me, I shoved her off. "Call Nathan and Haley Scott please." I told her.

"Right away." She answered as she lightly jogged to the phone. My heart was breaking I couldn't believe she was gone. Lucas had to pull through, I couldn't lose him to.

"Ms. Davis, they're on their way." She told me. She sat against the wall next to me and grabbed my hand, I didn't pull away, I just sat still.

"How?" I asked simply.

"Internal bleeding, her splein ruptured and we couldn't control it until it was too late." She wiped a tear away from her eye.

"How's Lucas?"

"He's not showing any change, still unconscience and still on the pump."

"What are his chances?"

"It all depends on him." Her beeper went off, she got up and looked at me, "I'll be right back." I nodded and looked across the hall at Sawyer, still eating her chicken and in front of the tv. How was I supposed to tell her?

Haley and Nathan arrived with Jamie, all in pajamas. Haley rushed over to me and told Nathan and jamie to go sit with Sawyer. Haley sat next to me and just held me. I needed Peyton, as much as I loved Haley, she wasn't my Peyton. No, my Peyton was dead. Taken from me without a goodbye.

"Brooke, I need to you breathe." Haley told me as she squeezed my hand. I heard a scream from the other room. I looked up and saw Sawyer trying to get over to me, but Nathan holding her.

"Nathan! " I screamed, "Let her here." I nodded. I stayed where I was and allowed Sawyer to run out to me.

"Aunt Brooke, why are you crying?" she asked me, tears starting to form in her own eyes. "What happened?"

"Sawyer come here." She sat on my lap. "You know when Mommy and Daddy told you the story of Grandpa Keith? And how he went to heaven?"

"Because he died?" she asked.

"Yes Honey, when people die they go to heaven. Well Mommy went to go live with God in Heaven." I looked at her and held her tight as she started to cry harder.

"But she's my mommy!! God can't have her! I want her back now!" She screamed. I nodded, knowing exactly how she felt.

"I know sweetie, but when God thinks it's time for someone to live with him, he takes them, and he took away all your mommy's boo-boos and all the hurt from the car accident."

"Why couldn't he make her all better here!? In Tree Hill?" She asked me, rubbing her eyes.

"I don't know Sawyer." I shook my head. "I don't know."