Hey .I didn't know that so many people read my story...^^

Thank you for all who defended me and thanks for those who were just being honest.

Thank you thank you thank you to all of you.;)

Here we go again....

Brooke hadn't been able to move when they had entered their sons room which had been so void of any living. She could barely remember the strong arms, which had hugged her from the side, she could barely remember the soothing words Lucas had whispered into her ear...all she could remember too well was the pain that had concussed her broken heart and still did.

Her son was gone.

Open window. White, flying curtains, silence.

Those pictures flew through her mind like a movie which was put on repeat.

Now she was sitting in the kitchen with Haley,Rachel and Peyton, while the boys had left to find Logan.

"We have to find him, we just have to."

Brooke couldn't take it anymore. It destroyed her, that her little boy was running around somewhere.

"Brooke, relax. I'm sure they are going to find him soon", Peyton tried to calm her friend down. She felt bad for Brooke. She herself couldn't even imagine how it was to not have your child around sound and safe. She couldn't imagine the pain and guilt Brooke had to feel in that very moment where everything seemed so wrong.

Brooke deserved better than this. She had to go through so much in her life and never did anything wrong. Who wanted to blame her out there?Had she been that bad of a person, that she deserved something like this?

Yeah, she did neglect her son, just like Lucas did, but they didn't do it on purpose. They thought he would be fine. They thought that he could busy himself,since he was such an intelligent,little boy. But, over the fact that he had the intelligence of an adult, they had forgotten, that he was still a four year old who needed his parents, even if he was able to read for himself and didn't need anyone to read him a story,even if he was capable of dressing himself alone, because he was able to decide for himself what he wanted.

Brooke and Lucas were great parents.

Peyton was so sure about it, as she looked at her broken friend that she had known for years. Someone who'd always put the hapiness of others first, someone who'd never shown that she felt bad at times aswell and wasn't the cheery person all the time.

Peyton knew for sure, that Brooke was a good person and therefore a good mother.

"I never wanted this to happen."

Haley, Rachel and Peyton looked at her, all thinking of a way to calm their friend down, but none of them knew what to do. They'd never seen Brooke like this. She'd always been so strong.

Haley thought back and remembered the day where she found out she was pregnant herself. Brooke had given birth to her baby two weeks ago and Haley had really looked up to her, because Brooke was so strong. It had amazed her that those two people, Brooke and Lucas, who still had been kids themselves decided to keep the baby. They were still in high school and weren't sure what to do with their futures but decided to care for another human being anyway. Haley had been and still was faszinated by that.

In that very moment, where she found out that she was pregnant, Haley hoped, that she would be just as strong as Brooke had always been.

Strong, kind-hearted and smart.

Yeah. Brooke always had been more than the brainless, slut cheerleader.

´Brooke Davis´

Rachel could remember the day all too well where she saw Brooke the first time. She had worn a devil-costume and was dancing with Lucas at the party at TRIC. The first impression: That was a he!! of a girl.

She didn't even know why she'd decided to make Brooke's life a living hell anyway, but that is how she was. She never thought before she acted. She just did, what her mind told her. Friendships and serious relationships with boys weren't things she had been interested in. Beautiful and tough girls were rivals to her and boys who had tried to have a real relationship with her hadn't mattered.

Not until she met Brooke.

Rachel had been to many high schools in her life and yet, she'd always managed to flunk out from all of them. And when she first stood in the crowded corridor of Tree Hill High she had given herself at most 2 months until she would have to change school again.

However, life went a different way this time. She'd messed around with peoples lives, flirted with other girls boyfriends and husbands, put herself and another human being into life danger and still...one person had been there for her.

Brooke.

When she was in the hospital Brooke had always visited her and the day where Rachel had asked Brooke to stay with her had been the start of their very special friendship.

They couldn't help it.

They called the other one "whore", "slut" and "bitch", they still messed around with the other ones life, but it seemed that they couldn't help but like each other.

Brooke Davis had changed her...for the better.

And now Rachel was sitting here beside her friend, whom she didn't recognize anymore.

Not willing, not strong, but broken.

"Where the he!! are Lucas,Jake and Nathan?I want my son back now."

Everybody jumped when Brooke spoke up, who had been almost hollering.

Brooke was shaking and couldn't think straight. Even if she didn't know how to face her son once he was back, she wanted him there more than anything. She wanted everything back to normal. She wanted to take her baby to the play ground again and she wanted to laugh with him, hug him, kiss him.

She wanted to treat her son like a child again.

She--

Wahhh Wahhh Wahhh

"Should I-", Haley started but was interrupted by Brooke who forced herself up.

"No I will go looking for her. I don't want another child to hate me", she said in a bitter tone.

"Brooke, Logan doesn't hate you."

Brooke just smiled sadly and started for the stairs.

A small light attached to the crib lit up the otherwise dark room. Cuddly toys were sitting in their shelfs and many other toys were lying on the floor.

It was a typical child's room.

Brooke looked around and slowly went to the crib, where Stella was lying in.

She was beautiful.

Brooke slowly picked her daughter up and cradled her carefully. She could feel tears brimming in her eyes. She once again felt horrible. Her son was running around out there and she was hugging her daughter here.

Her family wasn't complete.

She wasn't complete.

It felt like everything she did was wrong.

She felt like everything she wished for wasn't meant to be.

She hugged her daughter close to her and let the tears fall freely, before she left the room and headed down the stairs.

"Someone couldn't sleep huh?", Peyton smiled.

Brooke nodded while she rubbed her eyes and looked at her daughter again.

"Thanks for letting the kids stay here for the night", Haley said.

Brooke nodded again.

She couldn't talk now, he!! she didn't even want to. All she wanted was her son back. All she wanted was to show him, that he was wrong. All she wanted was for her son to trust her again, because she knew for sure, that he wouldn't trust her words...regardless of how often she would say that she loved him...that everybody loved him.

Normal kids would forget about it but he wouldn't, because he knew, that his parents made a mistake.

It was silent now. The baby stopped crying and the girls stopped talking. Everybodys heads snapped up the minute where keys could be heard.

"Brooke?"

Brooke ran into the main hall and gasped when she saw Luke with little Logan in his arms, who was fast asleep.

Nathan and Jake smiled at her and so did Lucas.

Brooke passed little Stella to Haley and ran over to her son and husband. She burried her face into her sons hair and kissed his cheek repeatedly.

Everything would be fine now...right?

Soooo!Can't wait to read what you think.:)