I'm new to this so bare with me while I get to use to everything here =]

The story is in mostly Brooke's POV and some over Lucas and Peyton POV at times.

Five Years and Counting

It's been five years since high school and the names they had spray painted on the river court have long since faded, along with the promise that they would be back in Tree Hill after college and nothing would have changed. Now days, you can't even tell that those nine friends had even been there the night before they all went their separate ways. It was like the night never happened, but to those nine friends that night stands ever so clearly in their minds, it's as if it was yesterday. Brooke Davis had become a successful fashion designer; Lucas published a book but has yet to write another one, and Haley was now a teacher at Tree Hill High. Nathan and Peyton on the other hand weren't so lucky, and their dreams weren't working out as they had was in L.A., miserable with the job she had and as for Nathan, well his basketball career came to an end when he got into a fight that left him in a wheel chair. Their lives have taken them far from the place and people they were when they wrote their names, but sometimes there's always a way to find your way back.

Brooke's POV

It had been five long years since I left Tree Hill, and so much had changed over those years. I moved my business to New York where Victoria, my mother, offered a hand and became CEO of my business. I wish I could take that back, but at this point it's almost impossible to get away from her. I haven't heard from any of my friends back home in a while and I barely even talked to Peyton since I left L.A. a few years ago. To simplify everything, life isn't what I thought it would be after I graduated. Sure I'm a successful fashion designer but that doesn't mean I'm happy. It was Friday night when I got a phone call from Peyton.

"Hey," Was what I always said when I answered the phone and it was her. "Hey B. Davis," she replied, our nicknames from when we were little kids still stuck.

"How are things going in L.A. for you?" I questioned because last time I had heard from her they weren't so good.

"I quit my job, and I'm moving back home. I'm not happy out here anymore," she finished, letting out a huge sigh. I could tell she was crying and I just nodded my head as she talked, knowing she couldn't see me, but it was in agreement with her.

"I know what you mean; my life just isn't what I thought it would be. I mean I have the big house, the money, but it's just not enough. I think I need to go back to our roots too, maybe just for a while. There's so much love and happiness in Tree Hill…I think that's what we need." I sighed deeply as I waited for her to reply. "I think that's why I'm going… to find love." I heard her and closed my eyes. Her relationships were always sour ones in L.A. Ever since she lost Luke she hasn't found a decent guy.

"Peyton do you think Luke has moved on?" Knowing him he's still waiting on her to come to her senses and come back to Tree Hill.

"Does it matter Brooke? I never said I was going home to get Luke back. I just want to find love of any form and Tree Hill is the place I need to be for that to happen" Bull, she couldn't trick me, I've known her for way to long to even believe that what she had just told me was true.

As she talked about her flight, I sat down and evaluated my life for the first time in a long time. Going home was feeling like the best option with each second I thought about it. "My flight is at 9:00 tomorrow. Maybe you could come home too, at least for a little bit," she offered.

"That sounds good," I smiled before grabbing my laptop to look for a flight back to Tree Hill. Driving at this point wasn't even close to being on the board of options.

"I'm going to go. I'll see you in Tree Hill." I clicked the phone off, and booked a flight for that morning began to think home might just be what I needed.

Brooke's POV

4 A.M was when my flight was, with my landing scheduled for 6 A.M. I dragged myself out of bed and headed to the airport. I waited in the airport for my flight when I got a call, looking at the caller ID I saw it was Lucas. "What does he want?" I mumbled to myself, we hadn't talked in two or three years.I flipped open my phone and put it to my ear. "Hello" I said as I looked up to find what gate I need to be at.

"Hey Brooke, Did you know Peyton was coming home?" I sighed as I nodded my head; again I knew he couldn't see me. "Yes I did." I replied somberly to his question.

"And you couldn't have warned me?" He spat through the phone. My eyes got wide hearing him that. What did he want me to say to him? I hadn't talked to him in years. So what, was I suppose to pick up the phone and call him? 'Oh hey Lucas Peyton is coming home thought you might want to know' NO! What do I care?

"Luke we haven't talked in years. I'm on my way to Tree Hill. I'll see you when I get in." I quickly hung up the phone and went and sat down in a chair.

Once they called my flight number I boarded and turned my cell phone off so no one else could even try and call me. As I buckled into my seat and looked out the window at the men loading luggage I started to smile. I was really doing this. I was finally going home.

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2 Hours later I was back in Tree Hill, Peyton was there waiting for me. When I saw her I had to try my hardest to contain myself and not run up to her and just hug the life out of her. My emotions got the best of me, and I ran over to her and threw my arms aroundher for what seemed like five minutes before we picked up my luggage andwalked out of the airport.

"We're home now, everything is going to be fine." I tried to assure her.

"Your right…" I nodded my head as we got into town. A simple smile came across my face, but it changed when we saw that Karen's Cafe wasn't around anymore, that shocked the both of us. We got a room together at the local motel and we had planned on going to see Nathan and Haley later. It felt good to be back home, now maybe things would start to change and my life would be better.

So around 10 am I went and saw Lucas before I was supposed to meet back up with Brooke. I stood in front of his house and a smile came across my lips once again. I had to work up the courage to go up to the door, and before long there I was standing at his door. I don't know why I was so nervous, but I took a deep breath and raised my arm and my fist met the door as I knocked against it, waiting on an answer. "Oh Broody its me, you know...Davis."

Lucas POV

Five years had pasted and I was now twenty three years old. I had a book published and I was the coach of the Tree Hill Ravens. Everything seemed to be going fine. I was at home on a Saturday morning just waking up when I heard a knock on the door. I heard a familiar voice at the door, and I smiled as I got up off the bed. There was no way she would be mad at me forever. I rubbed my eyes as I opened the door and sure enough, there stood Brooke Davis.

"Well, well if it isn't Brooke Davis." I smirked. It didn't even look like she had changed one bit in the last five years. "Yes it is me." She replied.

"Well don't just stand there come in." I told her and left the door open for her as I sat on the bed. She walked in closing the door behind her and sat on the bed next to me.

I didn't truly know how to tell her about what had happened when I talked to Peyton on the phone earlier. I figured Peyton had probably told her already but I wasn't sure.

"So has Peyton told you what I told her when I called her earlier?" I question her and by the look she gave me I knew she didn't know.

"No, what is it Lucas?" She demanded. I shook my head and ran my hand through my blond hair as I sighed.

"I met someone, and we're getting engaged. You don't know how hard that was to tell Peyton." Her eyes got big hearing me.

"You're what!" I heard her almost scream at me. "I met someone." I repeated to myself even though I would probably regret doing once I heard the tone in her voice.

"Lucas Eugene Scott! How could you do that to Peyton?" I put my hand over my ears to die down her screams.

"Peyton and I were broke up at the time and we still are. I did nothing wrong." I tried to defend myself even though I don't see why I had to.

"She isn't pregnant is she?" That question gave me a little shiver.

"No, but we're engaged." I told her and looked down as I told her.

"I umm I got to go Lucas." Was all she said. I watched her walk out, and couldn't believe that she handled it the same way Peyton did. The realization left his head as he picked up his phone and hit speed dial. After so many years they were never more than a click away.

So does he call Brooke, Peyton, the mystery girl or even Haley?

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