I can hear the voices coming out of the room before I get there. Sounds like a full house. It makes sense, all those people in the waiting room were waiting for this moment. I can hear Jamie's laugh.

I know there will be people in there that I still don't really want to see. People that I want to avoid. But Nathan is in there and he is ready to go home. So armed with Chase, Brooke, and Quinn I step inside.

"Hey." Everyone pauses for a moment and looks at me before going back to whatever they were doing. All with such big smiles on their faces. The side effect of a miracle.

Nathan isn't in his bed anymore. He is standing. Standing. A few days ago I didn't think he would ever open his eyes. Its unreal.

Cooper has a hand slapped on his shoulder and I can tell he is in the middle of a big story by the gestures that he is using. Nathan looks so happy. So alive. Karen and Andy are sitting in the chairs by his bed, immersed in a deep conversations with Mouth. The rivercourt gang aren't in here now, but the signed basketball newly placed next to Nathan's bed tells me that they were.

Lucas is holding Jamie while Peyton gives him raspberries on his stomach. They all just look so happy. I don't know how I feel about it. She hasn't seen him since the day he was born.

"Wow. Haley. He is really beautiful." I look up from the perfect face of my baby boy to see Peyton standing in the doorway.

"Thanks." I don't want to talk to her. Not now. Not ever. But its hard to feel the usual blind rage when I am holding such a perfect little boy.

"What are you doing here?" It comes out nicer than I mean it to.

"Lucas told me you went in to labor. I just wanted to see you. Both of you." Of course he told her.

"Well you saw. So now you can go." She doesn't. Instead she walks into the room and next to my bed. I can't yell at her like I want to. Not when I am holding my whole world.

"Haley. Please. Just talk to me. You can't hate me this much. You just can't." And yet, I do.

"I don't hate you Peyton. I am just not your friend anymore. And you are definitely not mine. And Brooke will be back any minute so you should go."

"I am your friend."

"Were we ever really friends though? I mean think about it. I met you because you were the girlfriend of my now husband and the obsession of my best friend. We had some good times together. I know that. But were we friends? I don't think we were. Not really." She is tearing up. I know that she is trying not to cry. All these months I would've loved to make her cry. To hurt her the way she hurt me. But it doesn't feel good. It just hurts.

"We were Haley. We were friends. We still could be. I know you are mad about me and Luke. I know you love Brooke. I know you hate the way everything happened. I get it. I do. But what happened between me, Brooke, and Lucas shouldn't end our friendship." She thinks that is all this is about. That's a part of it. Of course it is. I hate seeing Brooke hurt and I don't support the dysfunction that has been Peyton and Lucas so far. But she knows that is not all this is about.

"If that was all that it was. If it was just about the love triangle from hell then we could get past it. I am still friends with the other two points of that triangle. But that isn't it." She is full on crying now. I feel like I should be too. Jamie is just sleeping perfectly in my arms. "Its not just about that Peyton. Its about more. Its about Rachel. How is your new best friend? Is she even sorry she may have killed my husband?"

She doesn't say anything now. She didn't think I knew about her new little friendship with the girl who ruined my life. But Tree Hill is a small town. And gossip travels at the speed of light.

"Haley. She need someone, you don't know the whole story. It's complicated, just let me explain it-"

"It's not complicated Peyton. Its simple. Its done."

"But-"

"I would like some time alone with my son now. Goodbye Peyton."

It felt wrong. Even as it was happening. But I didn't have time to worry about that. I only had to worry about the sleeping miracle in my arms.

The miracle that now lies happily in Luke's arms.

It's too much. Its all too much. This room is full of people, people who used to be the most important people in my life. And now some of them are like strangers.

I slip out into the hallway, its easy to do with such a big crowd, and lean against the wall. I take a few deep breaths.

"So. He is awake." I turn at the sound of Luke's voice.

"Yes. He is. I told you he would wake up."

"Yeah you did. You never stopped believing."

"Haley, maybe you should listen to what the doctors are saying. They don' think he is going to wake up." I can't believe he is saying this. I have heard this from so many people now. Its getting really old.

"They think Luke. They don't know."

"I know. I hate to even be saying this. To be thinking it, but its been a long time. There have been no changes. They say the chances of him waking up are tiny. At what point do we let him go?"

"We don't. We don't let him go Luke. They think he won't wake up. They think. People think all kinds of wrong things all the time. I thought that my wedding day was going to be one of the happiest of my life. I thought that when I had a child my husband would be there with me. I thought I would be at college right now. I thought that you were his brother, that you loved him, that you would have just a little bit of faith in him."

"I want him to wake up Haley. We all do. I have had faith and hope. I have prayed and wished with everything I have for him to wake up. But its killing me, and I hate watching it kill you.

"That doesn't mean that we should kill him." I pushed by him and started running. I can't stop. I just run. Out of the hospital, past the parking lot, down the street. He can't give up. He can't. I need him to believe with me. Nathan will wake up. He has to. The sobs rack through my body as I fall down to the sidewalk. He has to.

I don't know how long I sit here before Luke finds me. It felt like forever.

"I'm sorry Haley. I'm sorry. I just miss my brother." I pull him towards me and wrap my arms around him. Sometimes I forget that I am not the only one that is hurting .

How far away we are from all of that now.

I don't know what to say. What do you say to the person that you used to tell everything to. There is nothing left to say. So I just walk away instead.

"Haley." I don't stop at his voice this time. I think its too late. "Haley. I miss you." I keep walking. I miss him too.

I remember the last time we talked so clearly.. It has replayed in my mind thousands of times.

"Seriously Luke? I don't know how many times I have to tell you that I do not want to be around Peyton."

"Haley, this is getting old. You were such good friends, I know that you are mad at her but if you could just let go of some of that things could go back to how they were."

"Right. We were such good friends. She was so welcoming of me when I came home from my tour. Really went out of her way to be a good friend."

"That's not fair. You guys moved past that. She was a bridesmaid at your wedding!"

"Yeah, she was. With Brooke. Remember Brooke? Peyton's other friend that she stabbed in the back. The one that you were dating when they were my bridesmaids? The one that you cheated on with Peyton. Twice."

"Brooke and I broke up before I got together with Peyton. You know that. It was just complicated. It wasn't working with Brooke. We weren't happy Haley."

"Of course you weren't. How could you be when you were spending all of your time with Peyton. You may not have made the mistake of kissing her while you were with Brooke for a third time, but you're kidding yourself if you think you weren't with Peyton long before you and Brooke ended. I just, God, I just miss the guy I thought you were Luke. The good guy. You've changed."

"I've changed. I've changed? Are you serious Haley? I have tried so hard to be here for you. So hard to be the guy you need me to be. I have dropped everything to be here for you. I went to all your appointments, spent more nights here than at my own house. I help you with Jamie, I am here for you all the time." He is screaming now. And flailing.

"I know you have but-"

"NO. No buts. I have not changed. I am still the same guy I was. I have not changed. You have."

"Yeah well having a husband in a coma will do that to a girl."

"You don't even see how different you are. How cold. How closed off. The girl that I knew, the girl that Nathan loved was warm and loving and forgiving. People make mistakes but you just can't let anything go. You are not the only one who lost someone! You are not the only one hurting." I can't remember the last time Luke has yelled at me. And he has never yelled like this. "It's been over a year now Haley. And you are still so angry. At everyone. At me. At Peyton. At Rachel. Its everyone's fault. Everyone is wrong. You spend so much time being angry at everyone else so you don't have to deal with the fact that the person you are really mad at is Nathan. You are angry that he jumped in the water. You are angry that he didn't think of you or your life together when he jumped. You are mad at him Haley."

I don't mean to slap him. I don't even know that I am going to do it until it has happened.

"Shut up Luke." I whisper it. There is too much rage surging through my body to do anything else.
"Get out of my house."

I turn my back and he does as I ask.

And then I just cry. Real tears. I am mad at Nathan. And I am mad at Lucas. Jumping into a sunken limo. Its like they didn't care if they made it out alive.

I sink down against the wall in the hospital willing this day to end. I just want to be home. Alone with my husband.

But what I really want is to rewind. Rewind to two years ago and stop him from jumping into the water. Stop the Scott brothers from being the heroes. I want to change so much of what happened and how it affected all of us.

He woke up. He finally did. And nothing is the way that it should be.

A/N: Thanks for reading! Hope you enjoyed, feedback is appreciated!