Lucas opened the door to Brooke's bedroom. He wasn't too surprised to see her packing. Everytime she got scared she'd find a way to hide. "Brooke,…" His soft voice didn't stop her from tossing clothes into the open suitcase on the bed. "…where are you going?"

"I need to take care of somethings in New York." She said hastily, even though she knew it was a lie. There was nothing in New York for her to do. It was just an excuse to get away from Lucas and the drama.

Lucas closed the door behind him as he walked over to her. "So, your just gonna leave, not even talk about what I asked you."

"There's nothing to talk about." She stopped and looked at him.

"I asked you to marry me, Brooke. To start a family and you just walked away like I hadn't said a thing."

Brooke swallowed the lump in her throat. Tears swelled up in her eyes. "Luke, please just let me go."

"I know about the baby." He took Brooke by the hand as her eyes grew with concern. "Haley told me. I actually made her tell me. Brooke, I could have been there for you. We could have faced that coldness together."

Brooke snatched her hand back. "Haley had no right telling you anything." She slammed the lid on the suitcase and zipped it up.

"Brooke, why are you doing this? Why are you closing the door on us for-ever?"

"We don't exactally have a good track record, Lucas. I let my guard down and I fell head over heels in love for you and you fell for Peyton. Then I thought we had gotten back on track and there's Peyton again." She walked over to Lucas and took both of his hands into hers. "Don't you see… no matter how much I love you and no matter how much you love me… There will always be Peyton there between us."

"I wont deny that I care for Peyton. I wont deny that there were times that I even thought that I loved her. But the truth is I love you. You're the one that I never let out of my mind and heart no matter how mad I got at you and how hard I tried."

Brooke smiled as a tear fell down her cheek. "I want so much to trust you. But how do I know that this is really what you want? That I'm not some rebound because Peyton turned you down?"

Lucas stroked the tear from her cheek. "Because you're the one for me, Brooke Davis." He smiled.

Peyton cracked the door pausing at the sound of Lucas's voice. She made no noise as she listen to what he had to say. Brooke and Lucas didn't even know that she was there.

"You're the one I keep coming back to no matter how hard I try to run away. Your in my heart and soul. That should be enough. But if it's not then I remember you asked me who I could see by my side if anything big ever happened to me… I lied when I said Peyton. It's you Brooke. It's always been you."

Peyton's eyes swelled with tears. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. She wanted to take off running but her feet just wouldn't move. It was if she was being punished and made watch her life ending over and over again.

Brooke's voice cracked. "I want this so bad."

"Me too, Pretty Girl." He smiled once more.

"But I don't want the pain that comes with us." She batted her eyes to keep the tears from resurfacing.

"I can't promise that everyday will be pain free,… but I can promise that I love you and only you. That I'm tired of hiding from the way I really feel about you. I know that you're the only one that I can see myself with." He knelt down on one knee and took the ring from his pocket. "Brooke Penelope Davis, marry me."

She nodded okay and her voice cracked once more. "Okay, I'll marry you, Lucas Scott. I'll marry you."

He placed the ring on her finger and stood up pulling her close to him for a soft and passionate kiss. "You just made me the happiest guy in the world." He said in between the kiss.

Peyton closed the door as her tears fell like rain down her cheeks. She paused a moment then she walked over to the table snatching her bag and headed out the front door.

Lucas shoved Brooke's suitcase off the bed and gently laid her down on the bed.