"What Comes After The Blues" is the season 5 finale of One Tree Hill, in my version things got not so to plan, who does Lucas pick? What happens to day? The story continues with my version of Season 6...
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Lucas is in the airport, he is sitting down with his bag next to him, daydreaming. He has his cell phone in his left hand, he begins rotating it while deep in thought.
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Brooke is in her apartment, she begins pacing the hallway waiting for a call. Suddenly her cell phone begins to ring. She answers it, "Hello,..." .
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Peyton is in the studio, she is focusing on her computer screen, she is frowning. Her cell phone begins to ring as she answers it, "Hello,..."
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Lindsey is sitting in a cab, she is staring out of the window. Her cell phone begins to ring as she answers, "Hello,..."
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Lucas is still sitting in the airport, he is looking around, anxiously. "Hey, it's me,... look I'm at the airport,... and I got two tickets to Las Vegas,... do you wanna get married tonight?"
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Brooke is in her apartment looking shocked and confused. "What?"
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Peyton is sitting down, she looks around the studio, confused. "What?"
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Lindsey is sitting in the cab, she looks out of the window, puzzled. "What?"
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Brooke walks over to the soft. She looks around her apartment. "Is everything okay? I mean,... are you thinking clearly?"
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Peyton looks around, speechless. "Wait, hold on,..."
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Lindsey smiles as the cab driver looks at her through the mirror. "The book is ready for publishing? Great! I'm now heading to the airport anyway,... I'll see you soon."
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Peyton is smiling, she glances out of the window. "Haley, the track is great!"
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Brooke looks confused, she begins standing up, trying to find the words to reply. "Lucas,..."
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Lucas is looking around the airport while waiting for Brooke's answer. He is hesitating over words. "Brooke, come to Las Vegas with me,..."
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Brooke begins smiling lightly, she looks over at the picture of her and Peyton on the side near the door. She walks backwards, turning away from the picture. "Lucas, you know I love you,..."
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Lucas quickly finds the words to say, "Then what's stopping you?" He looks out of the airport windows, watching an aeroplane set off.
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Brooke's smile turns sad, "Lucas,... I mean,... Vegas? And what about Peyton?"
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Lucas turns back around and walks over to the chairs, he sits down next to his bags. He looks around the airport, slightly frustrated. "Brooke, It's you I want there with me,... through everything."
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Brooke is looking around her apartment, not knowing what to say or do. "Luke,... how do I know for sure?,... I mean,... you and Peyton,..."
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Lucas is frowning, getting agitated. "Peyton has always been there for me too, Brooke. But Peyton isn't you!"
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Brooke is deep in thought, she begins thinking about what happened 7 years ago, it replays in her mind. The kiss with Lucas in his bedroom when he had told her he wanted to be with her. That he knew they were friends but that is how he felt, and how he kept the stuff of Peyton to remind him how badly he had screwed up with her. Brooke walks into her bedroom.
"Okay Luke, I'll be there."
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Lucas smiles, hanging up the cell phone. He picks up his bag and stands up, he looks over and sees Lindsey walking through the sliding doors. The wind is blowing in her hair as she walks into the center of the airport, where Lucas is, he walks up to her.
"Lindsey?"
Lindsey looks up, realising it's Lucas, "Lucas!"
"What are you doing at the airport?"
"I could ask you the same question, Luke." She looks down at his bag and then looks around the airport. "Where's Peyton?"
"It isn't Peyton I'm waiting for,..."
"I thought,... Peyton was the one? I mean, the comet,... that was all about Peyton."
"That was a release,... that was me letting Peyton go."
"Oh, right, Luke. Well if it doesn't really work out, you can move on to Haley." She smiles sarcastically. "Have a nice trip."
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Dan is laying in the middle of the road, unconscious, suddenly his pager is vibrating on the floor near his hand.
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Haley, Nathan and Jamie are in the living room. Nathan and Jamie are sitting on the couch, Nathan has his feet up and Jamie is copying him while they watch the game together. Haley hangs up the cell phone and walks over towards them.
"Peyton liked the track!"
Nathan gets up off of the sofa, he smiles while walking closer to her. Jamie jumps up, excited and runs towards her.
"That's great, Hales."
"Go momma!"
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Lucas is sitting down waiting for Brooke to walk through the sliding doors, suddenly, the doors open as Brooke walks through them, looking around for Lucas. Lucas begins to smile as he picks up his bag, he walks up to her.
"You made it."
"I wouldn't miss it." Brooke smiles, nervously.
"Is this what you want?" Lucas looks into Brooke's eyes, nervous about the answer.
"Lucas, you are what I want,... you're what I've always wanted."
Brooke smiles at Lucas, he smiles back. Lindsey looks over at Lucas and Brooke, her smile turns sad as her eyes begin filling up with water. She begins thinking of their wedding day when she gave Lucas the ring back, saying she couldn't marry him. She looks away from them and turns to give her plane ticket in, she turns around and begins walking, not looking back.
Lucas looks deep into Brooke's eyes, "I've missed you, pretty girl."
"You know why I came tonight, Luke."
Lucas and Brooke's bodies move closer to each other as their lips touch. Brooke wraps her arms around his neck as he places his arms around her waist.
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Peyton walks into Brooke's apartment, she sees that there is no sign of Brooke downstairs. She walks upstairs, "Brooke?".
There is no answer. Peyton walks down the stairs, she spots Brooke's cell phone on the table, she walks over to it and opens up her call log, she sees Lucas' name mentioned on most of her calls. Her face turns sad as she looks over at the picture of Brooke and herself smiling, her eyes begin to water as she leaves Brooke's cell on the table. While walking out of Brooke's apartment, she picks the picture up of her and Brooke, she then puts it back down on the table, face down so it is not seen, she then begins walking out of the apartment, closing the door behind her.
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"Dante Alighieri once wrote, 'Remember tonight, for it is the beginning of always'."