Disclaimer: Obviously I don't own these characters, or have anything to do with One Tree Hill. Now that this is out of the way, I expect that no one will e-mail me requesting any money. If you don't get it, don't ask.

Summary: With the possibility that One Tree Hill may not have a season 4, and having such an awesome season finale, I decided to sit down and write. I couldn't find any fics that went over possibilities of what could happen after the last episode. So, obviously, if you haven't seen the last episode, you will be showered with spoilers. And if you haven't seen the last episode, you will probably have trouble understanding what has happend. Maybe not though. I guess it wasn't too complicated. Anyways, this is my take on what may happen in the futue of One Tree Hill.

"NATHAN!" Haley screamed at the top of her lungs. Her hands gripped the floor of the bridge, as she bent over the edge, searching the water for any sign of her husband. Her heart rate seemed to be racing at a mile a second. Her face paled even more, if that was possible, and flooded with a mixture of horror and despair as she saw the bracelet raise to the surface of the water. "Oh God…" she barely uttered before she stood up, and stripped off her wedding dress.
The music quietly played in the car, as Lucas focused on the road ahead. His eyes had a far-off look in them. Meanwhile, Karen was sitting right beside him with an almost identical expression on her face. Neither seemed to know what to say, or if they did, they both felt that this wasn't the time or place to do so.

Karen's hand gripped Haley's purse, which she had forgotten at the wedding, as the car came to the turn before the bridge that was the designated meeting point. As the car took the turn, both mother and son's air left their lungs. Lucas slammed on the breaks of the car, and Karen whipped the door open screaming Haley's name before Haley jumped into the lake beneath the bridge.

"HALES!" Lucas yelled as he turned off the car, and sprinted out of it passing his mother. "HALEY! Oh my God… Mom! Call 911! NATHAN! HALEY!" Lucas was now ripping off is coat and shoes preparing himself to jump into the water. Karen stood absolutely still, clearly terrified and in shock. It wasn't until Lucas' voice penetrated the air that she jumped to action.

"MOM! NOW!" Lucas yelled just before he followed Haley into the water. He had no idea what was happening, but his instincts were telling him that something horrible was about o happen if he didn't act fast. By connecting the dots, though, it was clear that a car had driven off the edge of the bridge, and Nathan must have gone to help them out.

Before Lucas hit the water, he took a deep breath in. Once his eyes adjusted to the murky waters, he saw the Limo, and Haley climbing in through one of the open run roofs on the top. Before he followed her, he spotted two unconscious bodies floating in the driver and passenger's seat. Rachel and Coop. And he could have also sworn that he heard a voice yelling out Haley's name.

Brook sat in her car, depression written all over her face. She dumped the contents of her bag into the seat beside her, and examined what was and wasn't there.

"Shit!" she shouted as she hit the steering wheel of her car with the palm of her hand. "Shit, shit, SHIT!" she emphasized each word with an abusive strike to the wheel. It wasn't there. She had grabbed the wrong purse, and her pregnancy test wasn't there. She wanted to get it over with. She needed to know, and she needed to know now.

She let out a frustrated sigh, got out of the car, and walked up to the door where Mouth was waiting for her. He gave her a quizzical look, which she ignored with a wave of her hand, as she half-slumped and half-stormed into his house. Mouth's eyebrows rose high into his forehead, as he mouthed an, "Okay…" and followed her in.

"Having a bad day?" he was rewarded with a glare that shut him up quick. He plopped down on the couch opposite from where Brook was sitting, and gave her a sincerely sympathetic look. Brook was clearly dealing with some emotional problems, and he truly wanted to help, but apparently she wasn't ready to open up yet. So, he sat back and would watch her until she was ready to reveal her secrets, if she so pleased

Dan stood there, looking at the paint that had dyed his finger tips. His lower jaw was slack and he tried to control his breathing.

MURDERER

It screamed at him, though they were only words dripping down his wall. Freshly painted words that only relayed the truth, and rubbed it in his face. Someone knew what he had done. Dan slowly raised his eyes up to the word again, eyes tracing every letter. His hand closed and tightened into a fist, and before he knew what he was doing, he slammed it into the wall, the plaster crumbling. He stood there for a few moments, hand stuck in the wall as he continued to try to control his breathing. His heart was thudding hard in his chest, and in the back of his mind, he wondered if he was going to have another heart attack.

He let our a roar, and ripped his hand out from the wall, and stumbled backwards, facing the opposite direction. Murderer. Murderer. Murderer. The word seemed to radiate with each thump of his heart. It wouldn't go away. It was filling his head, and he felt like he was losing control.

"Danny...Danny! Little brother, someone knows the truth about you." The sing-song voice belonged to a younger boy. Dan refused to look up. He wouldn't. The voice continued on, growing louder and louder as his vision blurred. "Danny! They're coming for you! They know! What are you going to do now?" Dan Scott's knees gave out, and he collapsed onto the floor, a sob escaping from him as his hands moved to cover his ears.

"I'm sorry Keith, I'm so sorry. I'm sorry..."

And that's the end of Chapter One. I kept it short in case no one reads this. If it gets a few hits, I'll make the chpaters longer. In the next chapter, I plan to explore what's going on with Peyton, and get into more detail about the characters that appeared in this chapter. In future chapters, I'll incorporate my theories on what Rachel and Coop were talking about before the crash, and the same goes with Nathan and Haley's conversation.

For those who have read this, thanks. If it wasn't terrific, and you're dissapointed, I'm sorry. I'm just writing to put off homework. I don't plan to have a career in writing fiction, so you won't shatter my dreams if you find things about this story you don't like. I personally feel that it lacks a little 'umph', whatever that means. But please, read and review. Offer some ideas and criticism. If you flame me, cool. But please, drop a note. I'm interested in what people think. :