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"We've spotted your son." The words rang inside his head, emotions flooded him. Nathan's hand let go of Haley's as he stepped closer towards the officer.

"Is he okay, is he hurt?" He asked worry in his voice. His mouth was dry and he could feel his heart beat against his chest.

"He's fine, Mr. Scott a little shaken up but he's okay. We found in him in Asheville with a woman who has yet to identify herself although she keeps saying she's his mother - ."

"A woman?" Nathan questioned, interrupting him and suddenly he understood the words Haley had spoken to him earlier.

"P-Protect-t J-Jamie, Car- ."

It was Carrie. Anger overwhelmed him, his hands closed becoming fists and they trembled. His body became tense and his jaw clenched. She would pay.

"Carrie, her name is Carrie she was our nanny." Nathan told him his voice was hard, full of hate.

"All right that's good to know, I'll inform the other officers."

"Is there anything else?" Nathan asked.

"In her possession we found a firearm, it was empty and had recently been fired. We have her in custody and are questioning her. It's about a six hour drive from Asheville, it'll be awhile before they get here but I'll notify you if I receive any new information."

"Thank you."

"And Mr. Scott, I'm sorry for what happened." Officer Corbin told him, his eyes traveling over to where Haley lay. Nathan nodded and the officer left the room. Nathan sighed and walked back toward the bed, his fingers trailed down his wife's cheek.

"Did you hear that baby? They found Jamie, he's okay and they're bringing him back to us so you better wake up soon because I'm sure he'll want to see you." He received no response. He leaned over and kissed her on the forehead, he sat back in the chair and let his fingers entwine with hers. Now all he could do was wait.

Brooke walked through the sliding glass doors of Tree Hill Memorial hospital, she had flowers in one hand and a stuffed rabbit under her arm. She walked along the white, glossy floors towards the elevators and with her free hand she pushed the button lightening it up. She waited for the ding and the doors opened, stepping back she let the people off. She stepped inside, letting the dull music fill her ears.

Nathan's head ached, his body was sore and yearned for sleep. He could not remember the last time he had eaten something but none of that matter, his eyes were focused on the clock that rested on the wall in the waiting room. It had been almost six hours and he was waiting for Jamie to arrive. He heard the elevator door open but was disappointed to see it was not his son.

"Hey, what's that look for?" Brooke asked as she approached him.

"Nothing, I just thought you might be Jamie." He explained.

"I heard they found him, I'm so happy for you Nate," She said and gave him a hug, "I tried to get here earlier but I couldn't cancel the meeting."

"It's okay."

"I brought this for Jamie," She handed him the stuffed rabbit, "And these are for Haley." She held up the flowers.

"Thanks Brooke."

"Any change?" She asked.

"No, she's still the same." He answered grimly and Brooke could see the anguish in her friends eyes.

"Can I go see her?"

"Sure, Lucas is with her now."

"Lucas is here?" She questioned.

"Yeah, he's been here for awhile."

"Oh."

"She's in room 243, I would take you but I can't leave I'm waiting for Jamie."

"I understand, I'm a big girl I think I can find it by myself." She told him with a small smile. She stood outside the room, she could hear someone talking inside, her hand knocked gently against the door before entering.

"Hey." She announced.

"Hi." He responded.

"Talking to yourself is not good, I think the psych ward is on the eighth floor."

"No, I was just reading some Steinbeck to her, they said talking to her might help." Lucas explained holding up a book.

"Well I brought her flowers." She countered and set them in the vase that was on the small stand.

"Always have to outdo me don't you?"

"Of course." She replied and walked into the bathroom, filling the vase with water. Silence had fallen over them and the tension was slowly filling the room.

"They found Jamie." Lucas announced.

"I know." She responded, her fingers played with the petals.

"Look about last night," Lucas began, "That call was - ."

"Crazy? Unexpected? In the heat of the moment?" She finished for him.

"I wasn't going to say that." He argued.

"Lucas - ."

"I meant it." His voice was firm, full of confidence and certainty that she found it difficult to argue with him.

"Let's not do this, not here not now." She told him.

"Why not?"

"Lucas, please I just got here."

"I just want to know why you said no." He demanded.

"I'm not doing this right now." She turned to leave.

"Brooke, we're going to have to talk about it eventually." He called to her but she was already gone.

Nathan paced around the room, his clothes were wrinkled and he rubbed his eyes tiredly. The stress and exhaustion were beginning to eat away at him. He didn't even hear the elevator open or see the two police officers step out of it. He did hear a familiar cry that filled his ears.

"Daddy!"

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