Author's Note: So I was watching old movies the other day and I got an idea for a story, I wrote this out quickly and then intended on letting it sit until I finished my other stuff. (Since you're reading this we see how well that plan turned out). So read it, tell me what you think and if it's worth continuing. :-) -Krystal

Summary: On the outside Brooke Davis had an incredible life: a loving and supportive husband (who cheated on her every chance he got), her own company (that hadn't turned a profit in over a year) and two amazing parents (absent throughout her entire childhood). Brooke felt like she was drowning when she met a mysterious stranger on her flight home from a long business trip. Will Lucas Scott be the lifesaver she so desperately needs to help her break away from a life she doesn't want? AU story, lots of familiar OTH people will pop up throughout.

Disclaimer: I own the story, I don't own anything OTH related, if I did the show would have gone an entirely different direction...


Thinking of You

Chapter 1:

"Nervous flier?" The man said, looking in Brooke's direction.

"No," Brooke kinked an eyebrow at the blonde about to take the seat next to her, "Why do you ask?"

"Well," The blonde started before hoisting his suitcase into the overhead compartment. He took his seat beside her, "I noticed you fidgeting with your hands so I took a shot."

Brooke smiled, "I am not really a fan of take offs and landings." Brooke pulled her chocolate locks across her shoulder, "I am fine once we're in the air, but before that I get a little anxious."

A smile crept across his face and he squinted as his face brightened, "It's more likely to be struck by lightning twice then for this plane to crash."

Brooke let out a deep breath, "You think that's comforting?"

"No, it's honest," The blonde extended his hand to her, "Lucas Scott."

Brooke hesitated before reaching for his hand, "Brooke Davis, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Oh no Miss Davis the pleasure is all mine." Lucas leaned over and pulled up the window flap, "Sorry the take off is one of my favorite parts."

Brooke noticed him lingering longer than she thought he should, she shifted out from behind his outstretched arm, "Would you like to switch seats with me?"

"Are you sure you don't mind?" Lucas said with a smile.

Brooke couldn't help but stare, 'he was handsome' she thought to herself, "Oh no, it's perfect actually. I usually keep it shut, enjoy the view Mr. Scott."

Lucas laughed, "I plan to Miss Davis," he said with a wink.

Brooke opened her mouth to respond when one of the flight attendants called out over the intercom, "Hello everyone my name is Agnes and on behalf of our entire flight crew we would like to welcome you to Oceanic flight 401 non stop from Chicago to Los Angeles. Please direct your attention to the attendants in the center aisle so we can demonstrate some in flight safety tips." Brooke felt her breath quicken when she felt the plane pull away from the gate. She leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes.

"This is your Captain speaking, we are next in line for runway 3, enjoy your flight."

Brooke heard the additional engines kick on, she knew what was next. She clenched on to the armrest and let out a deep sigh. She felt a hand grab hers and squeeze, she turned to Lucas and smiled, "Thank you."

Lucas took her hand and brought it to his chest, unbuttoning his sport coat, "I have an irregular heart beat, just concentrate on that and we'll be in the air before you know it." He wavered for a moment, "I'm sorry about the lightning remark." Brooke smiled, feeling her cheeks flush as he covered her hand with his. Before she could respond her stomach dropped when the plane got off the ground. Lucas broke eye contact momentarily, "look at that we survived the take off. Feel better?"


Brooke woke up about an hour later and realized Lucas was still holding her hand to his chest. She tried to remember the last time she had slept so soundly, "I must look ridiculous." Brooke said with a quick stretch.

Lucas brought his hand to her cheek, "Actually you look beautiful."

Brooke bit her lip, "Is this something you do often, pick up chicks on airplanes?"

Lucas chuckled, "No. I just got divorced a few months back, I've been wading back into the dating game slowly. I noticed the rock, married?"

"I am," Brooke closed her eyes, "he's a director in Hollywood. It's not exactly ideal."

Lucas squinted, "Why is that?"

"He likes actresses." Brooke sighed, not exactly sure why she was unloading on this complete stranger. "I'm sorry that was a little heavy wasn't it?"

Lucas adjusted in his seat, "Wow," Lucas took a drink of his water, "If I had you in my bed I would never leave."

Brooke blushed, "Thank you Lucas."

"I mean it, you are gorgeous Brooke. Your husband is a moron, why so you stay with him?" He paused, "Kids?"

"No, no children." Brooke's heart was beating hard, "We've been married since right after I graduated high school. We tried to make a long distance thing work for a while, when he wanted me to move to Los Angeles to be with him, I did. We were happy for exactly fifteen minutes before the cheating and lying began. By then I just felt stuck." Brooke turned and placed her forehead on her seat, "That was eight years ago." She wiped at one stray tear, "Why are you divorced?"

"I woke up one morning and realized Peyton wasn't the one." Lucas ran his hands through his hair, "I tried everything to change my mind, I should have been working on my heart. High school sweethearts, married at sixteen, divorced at twenty seven. No children for us either, it never felt like the right time you know what I mean?"

Brooke nodded, 'Julian has started to casually mention taking that next step,' Brooke shuddered at the thought, 'we don't even share a bed anymore,' she sighed, "Are you happier now?"

"Yes, as soon as I was honest with myself and honest with Peyton this enormous weight was lifted from my shoulders." Lucas smirked, "After I told Peyton we opened a really old bottle of scotch and got insanely drunk. I moved out a few days later, we both knew we were just better apart. So no regrets."


After the last round of drink service Brooke asked, "So what do you do for a living Lucas."

"I'm a screenwriter," Lucas opened his bag of peanuts and offered some to Brooke, "I'm on my way to Los Angeles to be wooed by a studio interested in my latest script."

"That must be an incredible feeling," Brooke wondered, "How many scripts have you sold?"

"Four, this will be number five. This will be my first television show though, so it's an opportunity for a steady paycheck." Lucas's hand brushed Brooke's again, "It's a serial drama, so we'll see how if they like it." He leaned in close, Brooke could feel his breath on her lips, "I shouldn't be telling you this," he whispered, "But," his lips almost brushed against Brooke's, "Do you want to get dinner with me when we land?" He pulled back a little, "I feel like we have this connection, this spark. I would be a complete gentleman since you mentioned having a husband, even if I think he's a complete ass-hat for cheating on you, what do you say pretty girl?"

Brooke broke eye contact first, "I would love too Lucas, believe me I would. But there's this dinner thing I'm supposed to be at right after we land. I have a car coming to get me from the airport to bring me directly to the party. I'm sorry."

"I understand," Lucas sat up, "I was taking a shot in the dark. It works out that you said no anyway."

"Why is that?" Brooke asked trying to will herself to stick with her answer.

Lucas smiled, "I'm meeting with the studio guys tonight, wouldn't want to blow my big shot right?"

"Right." Brooke sighed as the plane began it's final descent.


When the fasten your seatbelt sign turned off Brooke stood up to get her bag, Lucas stood up beside her. He inched his arm around her waist as he pulled her into him to squeeze by her and step into the aisle, "Let me get that for you."

Brooke really noticed his blue eyes and she loved how they sparkled when he spoke, "Thank you." Lucas beamed at her, "Anytime."

Brooke was one of the first passengers off the plane, she stopped in the waiting area to adjust her jacket, scarf and hat. She took out her compact mirror and checked her make-up before heading down stairs to baggage claim. She saw Julian's regular driver, holding a sign that said DAVIS "Hi Chris, how's the family?"

"Great, Miss Davis. Did you check any bags?" He smiled at her and took her bag. "How was Chicago?"

"It was cold," Brooke smiled back, "I checked one bag so it will be a few minutes sorry."

"No reason to be sorry Miss Davis," Chris replied, "I have a new demo for you to listen to if you're interested."

"I would love to hear it, that last track you made with Mia was hauntingly beautiful." Brooke took out her phone and read the messages. She quickly sent Julian a text telling him she would be home shortly.

Chris handed her the keys to his town car, "You can go sit in the car and listen to it if you would like, I'll wait for your bag."

Brooke placed her hand on his arm and smiled, "Thank you Chris, I've had such a long day." Brooke headed out to the parking structure when she felt someone behind her, "Oh my gawd Lucas you scared me. What are you doing here? I thought you had a meeting?"

"I do, I forgot something though."

"You forgot something?" Brooke kinked her eyebrow at him, "And I have it?"

"Yes," Lucas quickly pulled her into a tight embrace and kissed her hard. One of his hands settled on her neck, the other settled on the small of her back. He deepened the kiss after a few seconds then pulled away almost as soon as it had began. Brooke brought her hands to her still burning lips. "I know I only just met you a few hours ago but you deserve so much more than a pathetic excuse for a husband." He slipped his business card into her jacket. He kissed her a second time, this time more feverishly than before. He pulled back and placed a final kiss gently on her lips. A megawatt smile beamed across his face, "Now wish me luck pretty girl."

Brooke felt dizzy, "Good luck." Lucas winked at her and headed back towards the line of waiting taxi cabs.


Forty five minutes later, Chris's car pulled into the driveway of the house Brooke and Julian shared. "That demo is great Chris. Why don't you have a record deal yet?"

"Not enough connections I guess." Chris laughed.

"Can I keep this copy?" Brooke asked grabbing her purse, "I might know someone that can help you."

"Oh Miss Davis you don't have to do that," Chris huffed, "If Julian found out.."

Brooke cut him off, "I'm not going to tell him Chris, I haven't told him about any of the others. Let me see what I can do." Brooke got out of the car, "Now get home to your family, I'll see you soon." Chris brought her bags to the front door and left, Brooke waved him off before heading inside. "Here goes nothing." Brooke plastered a fake smile on her face and went inside, "Julian honey I'm home."

Julian came out of their living room holding a brandy glass, "Hi babe." He kissed her forehead, "let me get your bags, I'll bring them upstairs after dinner alright."

Brooke took off her jacket and hung it in the entry closet, "I'm not too late am I?"

"No, baby it's fine." Julian grinned, "You look great." He put out his hand for her to take. He lead her to the living room, "Brooke you already know Chase Adams from the studio, and Jimmy Edwards." Brooke nodded and shook their hands, "And this is Lucas Scott, we just green-lit his screenplay. Lucas this is my wife Brooke Baker."

Brooke's eyes grew wide as he moved closer to shake her hand, she noticed the same look of shock on his own face, "It's a pleasure to meet you Mrs. Baker." Brooke felt the familiar warmth of the hand she had been holding only a few hours prior.

"No Mr. Scott, the pleasure is all mine." Brooke said happily.


So... What do you guys think? Should I continue with it or not?

Let me know your thoughts... Review, review, review!

Krystal