A/N: not that I don't love getting Story Alerts I would also love some reviews, but I'm glad you guys liked the story so far.

P.S. It's like where the season actually started. Like 5 years after high school.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything not even I Won't Disagree and No Good by Kate Voegele.


Peyton paced her apartment not quite sure what she just did. Did she really just quit her job? Just like that she was done with a job that cost her the most important thing in her life. This job destroyed her and Lucas's relationship and now she just quit it. She just walked out of the big glass doors and never looked back.

It was actually a lot easier then she made it seem in the past.

Suddenly a thought crossed Peyton's mind. He always said she could do it. He was the only one that believed in her, but now she thought she should prove him right. So, she grabbed a suitcase and threw all her clothes into it.

"Hello?" a shaky voice said.

"Brooke? Are you okay?" Peyton said heading to the cab.

"Oh, hey Peyton. Yeah I'm fine; it's just been a rough morning. What's up?"

Peyton sighed. Victoria probably had something to do with this. "Okay I know this is totally out of the blue and everything, but I'm going back to Tree Hill and I was hoping you would come back with me."

Brooke almost dropped her phone. Why would she go back? Didn't she have a job she claimed to love? Did she know about Lucas? "Peyton where on earth is this coming from? Don't you have a job?"

"Nope, I just quit today."

"What?! Okay that job was like your life. How could you just quit it?" Brooke gasped totally shocked.

"Well it was kind of easy actually. I walked into the boss's office and said I quit and then I walked out of that building and never looked back," Peyton said giggling to herself.

Brooke laughed. "After all these years of living in hell I never thought you would give up that easy."

"I'm not giving up Brooke. I'm just starting something that I can call my own," Peyton sighed. "In Tree Hill I'm going to start my own record company."

"Are you going to call it Hoe's over Psycho's?" Brooke said totally serious for a second, but then started laughing along with Peyton.

"No Brooke, I'm serious. Lucas always told me I should come back and do it, and well since I'm finally free I guess I could give it a shot. But I really need someone there to support me. Will come home with me?" Peyton said pleading to her best friend.

Brooke sighed. If it wasn't for Victoria she would drop what she's doing and go straight to the airport and be first class to Tree Hill, but she couldn't just leave her company. "Peyton, I don't know if I can leave."

"Look Brooke, if this is about Victoria then just screw her! Come on I know you want to come. You always tell me if you could you would work in Tree Hill and be closer to everyone that loves you. Well Brooke Davis this is your chance. What do you say?"

Brooke got up off the couch and headed to her closet with the phone. "What should I bring?"

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Lucas walked around the Rivercourt. It seems like he hasn't played here in five years. Actually know him that probably was the last time he played here. He's been so busy working on his nicest book he didn't have any time to do anything. And Lindsay wasn't very helpful with the support

She always wants to see if he's written anything new. And he hasn't. He just hasn't found the type of inspiration yet.

Lucas turned around when he heard a car pull up out of nowhere. He tried to see who it was but the sun was too bright. He could, however, tell in was a woman.

Probably Lindsay coming here to yell at me for not working, he thought to himself. But then he saw curls bouncing up and down. It seemed like the figure was running towards him.

"Lucas! Wow, I figured you would be here," Peyton said coming up and hugging him.

Lucas lost his breath. "Peyton?"

"Yeah, it's me. So know you can finally stop nagging me!"

Lucas pulled her back at first just to make sure he wasn't dreaming like he often did of them, but then to try to figure out what the hell she was saying. "Excuse me?"

"Every time we talk you always complain that I haven't been home in forever. Well here I am."

Finally Lucas understood. He always wanted to see her, but he wished she would have came home two months earlier. Maybe even four. Then he wouldn't be with Lindsay if it was the second, but if it was the first then he wouldn't feel tied to her.

"You okay?" Peyton asked realizing he didn't talk for a few minutes.

Peyton's words brought Lucas back to reality. "Um, yeah, I'm just surprised to see you, that's all. Wait but what about your job? Or are you leaving soon?"

Peyton sighed. Who many people were going to bring this up today? First Brooke, then Nathan and Hayley, and now Lucas. "I quit. Right before I came here actually."

Lucas was shock. This damn job ruined their relationship. She said it wasn't that easy to quit and come home, but she just did that. Probably no less than 7 hours ago. "Really?"

Peyton could tell he was angry about that. "Um, yeah, my boss was telling me that if I wanted to make it to the big times then I would have to drop a few buttons on my shirt," she said looking down. "But I told him that's not how it works with me," she added quickly noticing Lucas's eyes get even angrier.

"Oh, well good for you. Sorry, Peyton, but I have to go work on my next book. Lindsay is driving me crazy about it," he said light heartedly.

Peyton sighed. This wasn't the way there first conversation face to face was supposed to go. "Ok I understand."

Lucas patted her on the shoulder and started walking, but stopped realizing he didn't ask he the question he always wanted to. "Why did you come back?"

Peyton looked up. "Excuse me?"

"Why did you come back here?"

"Am I not welcomed to my home?"

"Your home's in Los Angeles, Peyton. It's been your home for five years now. Remember?"

Peyton felt her hand clenching into a fist. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"I want to know why you decided to come back now. Why not three years ago?" Lucas shouted back even thought they were only a yard away.

"I'm trying to find something that was here when I left, but it seems like it left with me," Peyton said with a scowl and turned and walked back to her car leaving Lucas standing there in shock.

I turn my head away
But my heart will remain
Till the day I learn you're no good for me

Was that supposed to be Lucas? Was she referring to the love they had for each other when she was here?-All these thoughts went through Lucas's mind as he stood there and watched her drive away in her car. He never really knew how long he stood there hoping he could change time.

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Peyton and Brooke were sitting with Nathan, Hayley and Jamie at dinner. "So how long do you guys wanna stay here?" Hayley asked after eating some pasta.

"Um, not that long. I'm going house hunting tomorrow," Brooke said taking a piece of the bread.

"Yea and we don't want to intrude," Peyton added.

"Don't worry. You're not," Nathan said swiftly.

"Thanks. Oh Nate, do you wanna do some running tomorrow morning with me?" Peyton asked.

"Um, sure. I'm supposed to be doing to PT. So this will be good I think.

"Just don't go to hard. I don't want you in a wheelchair again at least until your sixty," Hayley said staring at Nathan.

"We won't, babe. I am running with Peyton after all," Nathan laughed.

Peyton slapped him on the arm playfully, but still with force.

"Aunt Peyton, where do you live?" Jamie asked.

Peyton looked down to him. "Well me and your Auntie Brooke used to live in LA together, but then she because Brooke Davis, a brand name, and moved to New York while I stayed in LA. But you know what?"

"What?" Jamie asked turning his head slightly.

"We now live here!"

Jamie clapped his hands together. "Yes!"

All the grown-ups laughed at the little boy's excitement.

((Later that night))

Peyton and Brooke laid across the double bed staring at the ceiling. "I can't believe we are finally home," Brooke whispered.

"Me either."

"So tell me what happened when you went to the Rivercourt. Did you find him there?" Brooke asked turning to her side staring at Peyton.

"Yes I did actually. It went well at first, but then he asked why I came back, and how could I just quit my job now, but now three years ago."

"Wow, that's rough. Though I do see where he is coming from with the questioning. I mean you didn't want to quit your job when he-"

"Please," Peyton said cutting Brooke off, "don't bring that up. It's because I wasn't ready then. I would definitely be ready now, or even a year after that. I mean I was only 19 at the time. We still have a whole life ahead of us, and I didn't realize how awful my job was 'till a week or so ago."

Brooke sighed. "I know what you mean. I mean if Lucas would have pro… done the same thing to me," Brooke caught herself, "I would have done the same thing. No one, but the crazy couple upstairs would want to get married in their teens."

Peyton laughed, knowing that Nathan could hear them. "I guess you're right. But you should have seen his face today. I said that I lost the thing I came here looking for and he just stood there in shock like he knew exactly what I was saying whenever I really didn't until I was here."

"Well he is Lucas after all."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Well he can see right thru you. He knows your flaws, and he knows your secrets. He can read you like a book, and figure out how your mind works when I can't! If it didn't hit him then it would have hit him soon enough, you know that."

Peyton sighed. She did know that. He was the one guy, except for Nathan at points, who she could really open up too. He could read her like a book, and he always knew when something was wrong.

"Ok well I'm going to bed; I have a long day of shopping tomorrow!" Brooke squealed turning around and getting under the covers.

Peyton soon followed, but couldn't fall asleep for another hour or so.

"Hey," Peyton whispered walking up to the court.

"Peyton?" Lucas said totally surprised.

"Yep, in the flesh," she said waving her hand up and down her body.

Lucas looked at her and wasn't sure if he should make the first move or not. Also he wasn't sure if she even wanted that anymore. He knew he did, but she seemed to be indifferent about the whole thing.

"I figured I could find you here," she whispered walking closer to him.

"Considering I pretty much lived here as a kid, you could guess that I would always come back. You know, for the memories."

"Like?"

"Well, right there," He pointed to the corner of the court, "is where I used the famous words you said to me at the champion ship, 'So I'll be seeing you.'"

Peyton laughed remembering that.

"And right there," he pointed behind him to the center of the court, "is where I found the heart with a 3 in it after my accident and that's when I realized I was falling in love with you."

Peyton looked down blushing remembering drawing that after she saw everyone drawing messages in chalk to him.

"And right here," Lucas said pointing to the place where Peyton was standing, "is where I kissed you for the first time in three years."

Peyton was about to gasp, but it was quickly silenced from Lucas's lips on hers. It started off gently, but soon got heated up…

Lucas bolted up in bed causing Lindsay to almost fall off the bed since her head was on his chest.

That's what he wanted their reunion to be like instead of the one they had.

He got out of bed and made his way to the bathroom. He turned on the cold water and looked at himself in the face. He was sweating at the memory. He put his hands under the water and splashed his face.

"Are you okay?" Lindsay asked appearing at the doorway. "What happened today? After you came home from the Rivercourt thing, you seemed to be in a daze."

Lucas looked at himself in the mirror again. "I'm fine; I just had some thinking I had to do."

Lindsay nodded and turned to go to the kitchen to make some hot milk.

Lucas went back to the bed room, however. He turned to his dresser and opened the top draw. He searched for a small velvet box. When he found it he opened the box and stared at the diamond ring that was meant for his only love. She would always be his number one, but Lindsay was a steady second, but nothing compared to his only true love.


A/N: It's kind of short I know, but I had a long day, but I wanted to write this chapter while it was still in my mind. I hope you liked it!