Author's Note: I've mapped out this whole story, and don't worry, it's only going to be 11 chapters long. It shouldn't take up too much of my time, considering each chapter is half the size as a chapter for my Brucas story. I hope you all are really getting into the story, and wondering what really happened. Here's the next chapter.
"Under Pressure"
"I don't understand..." Haley said, as the agents sat them down in the interrogation room together. "Are we suspects? We-we didn't do anything!"
"Maybe you didn't Ms. James... but can you speak for anyone else in this room?" Agent Burke asked.
"It's Mrs. Scott." She corrected. "And yes, I'm speaking for every person in this room when I say that we did not kill Lucas."
"Where's your proof?" Peyton spat at the agent. "We were all close to Lucas, and we all loved him, so why are we the guilty ones?"
"That's the point." Agent Burke said. "You were the closest to him, meaning you all had the biggest motives."
"Motives?" Brooke hissed, whispering to herself.
"We plan on bringing a few more people in too." Agent Burke said, crossing his arms.
"Who?" Peyton asked.
"His mother, his uncle, and not to meantion dear old mayor Dan Scott." He grinned.
"If it did it, I'll kill him!" Nathan shouted.
"Nathan...!" Haley warned.
"Making death threats in front of a specialized agent, Mr. Scott? Not a wise decision." They all went silent for a moment.
"Luke's dead...?" Mouth said in disbelief. "As in... dead?"
"Shut up Mouth..." Brooke whispered with hatred in her eyes. "Just... shut up..." She fought back tears.
"Getting hostile Ms. Davis?" Agent Burke smiled. "You better keep your temper. Unless... do you have something to confess?" He asked, getting in her face.
"I'm not saying anything... As a matter of fact, none of us are saying anything... right?" She looked at everyone and they all stayed silent.
"We found Lucas Scott's body in a ravine late last night. An elderly woman called in when she heard what happened. It was a hit and run accident. He was hit and flew about fifty feet before rolling off into the ravine. Don't worry, I've got officers inspecting every one of your cars." Brooke's eyes widened when he said that. "That a problem Ms. Davis?" Brooke didn't answer him. "Okay... Well, I can see that you all need to handle the news so... I'll give you all a minute. The agents walked out of the room, leaving the seven in the room.
"Who did it?" Brooke hissed.
"What?" Haley said, shocked. "Brooke, you're talking crazy; none of us killed Lucas!"
"Someone did!" She growled.
"Okay... this is ridiculous, you guys... This has all got to be some big joke-" Haley was cut off.
"Says who?" Rachel asked. "I mean, people do things in the heat of passion sometimes... You were pretty mad at him last week; maybe you didn't mean to kill him."
"You think I did this?"
"I don't know, you seem pretty calm about all of this."
"Hey, that's because she's in shock." Nathan stepped in. "We all are. Don't make accusations about my wife."
"All right, fine. Maybe it wasn't Haley... It could've been Brooke." Rachel said, putting her feet on the table.
"What?" Brooke said, incredulously.
"Hey, you were pretty mad at him too... I would be if I were in your shoes."
"Don't you dare put the blame on me!" Brooke demanded, getting closer to Rachel.
"You know, Brooke, you're not as dumb as everyone thinks you are. Did you hit him on accident and then hide the body so you wouldn't get in trouble?"
"You son of a bitch!" Brooke shouted, charging at Rachel. Nathan, Haley and Peyton held back Brooke while Mouth and Skills held back Rachel.
"Why are you making all these accusations, Rachel?" Peyton asked.
"Maybe she's the guilty one." Brooke said, still seething.
"I'm not a murderer." Rachel said, sitting back down. "Nathan, on the other hand..."
"Oh great." Haley whispered sarcastically.
"Like father, like son." Rachel smiled, devilishly.
"You know what Rachel, why don't you shut up!" Nathan shouted. "Because, no matter what you say, none of us have anything to hide!"
"Who was the last one to see Lucas?" Haley asked.
"Why?" Rachel huffed.
"Because whoever was the last one to see him could probably give the most explanation." Haley answered.
"Or maybe the last one that saw him is the one that killed him." Rachel smirked.
"Who was it?" Haley asked, ignoring Rachel. No one spoke; the room was silent for a while.
"... I was..." Brooke whispered, raising her hand.
"I knew it!" Rachel grinned. "So how'd you do it?"
"Fuck you Rachel! I didn't kill him."
"Right, and we're all just suppose to believe that you weren't the most upset with him?"
"Rachel..." Mouth said, trying to get her to stop talking.
"I bet you did it, didn't you?" Brooke asked. "You're sitting there, with a blank expression on your face... You look guiltier than anyone."
"To be fair..." Skills finally started. "We all here 'cause we all woulda had a motive to do it."
"NO!" Brooke shouted. "Screw the motives, all right? I didn't kill Lucas!"
"NOBODY here killed Lucas!" Haley screamed. "This has all just got to be one big misunderstanding! We're all here because we all knew him, that's it!"
"The man just tryna spook us, that's all." Skills said, still appearing solemn.
"Let's just get these interrogations over with and get out of here." Nathan said, rubbing his eyes.
"All right..." Rachel said. "Nate, why don't you go first?"
"... I will." Nathan said giving Rachel a look. The others walked out of the room while Agent Burke walked back in, giving Nathan a cold look.
"... Mr. Scott..." He smiled, eerily. Nathan looked back at the Agent, not giving an inch. "Let's talk, shall we?"