"C'mon, Peyton, it's been four weeks. Tell me where they are." Nathan said for the third time since he walked into her room.

"Nathan, I don't know where they are. Lucas called a couple weeks ago to say that they were safe but that's all he said."

Nathan took a seat on the edge of Peyton's bed. He massaged his forehead with his hand. "Peyton, I need to know where she is. Not knowing is killing me. I'm gonna miss out on everything that I should be there for. I want to make her ice-cream and pickles and rub her ankles when they start to swell. I want to hold her hand when we see our child on the ultra-sound for the first time. How could she deny me that?"

Peyton felt her heart ache for Nathan. He was a mess from his hair to his clothes. She hadn't seen him like that ever before. "Brooke is just scared and she wanted you and Haley to find your way and be happy."

Nathan looked up at Peyton who was leaned against her desk. "I want be happy without her."

Peyton's cell phone rung. Nathan stood up.

"Hello,…Lucas." She motioned for Nathan to be quiet. "How is everything?"

"Great. How's everything there?"

"Good. When are you gonna tell me where you guys are?"

"I can't, Peyton. I told Brooke I wouldn't."

"This isn't fair you know. I mean Nathan is a wreck. He's worried to death about Brooke."

"Nathan really isn't any concern of mine. I need to focus on Brooke and the baby."

"Yeah but don't you think Nathan should be the one to do that. I know you two don't really care about each other but he loves her, Luke. I think he should be with her right now."

The phone got silent. "He's there with you isn't he!"

"Yeah."

"Put him on the phone."

Peyton took the phone from her ear and handed it to Nathan.

"Lucas,…" Nathan said softly. He didn't want to scream at him like his heart was telling him to do. He wanted to be suddle so Lucas would tell him where they were. "How is Brooke?"

"She's fine. She's outside playing with her aunts dog." He bit his bottom lip knowing that Brooke was going to kill him but it was the right thing to do. "Nathan, tell me why I should tell you where we're at."

"Because I can't sleep at night, all I do is think of her. Because not touching her soft skin and seeing her smile is tearing me apart. Because I can't see myself with anyone other than her. Because I love her, Lucas. I love her with all of my heart and soul. Because she is the girl for me. And because I need to prove it to her."

"Texas." Lucas said against his will. "Peyton should be able to tell you the rest. Just tell her that we're at her aunt Nelly's."

The phone once again went silent. Nathan closed the cell phone and handed it back to Peyton. "I need to know where her aunt Nelly lives."

Peyton nodded as she sat down at the desk and begin to type in her computer. She kept a list of all of her friends and family in her database.

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Brooke throw the tennis ball across the yard as Jake the dog went running after it. Lucas exited the screened in back porch wearing a cowboy hat, tight jeans and a frilly shirt. Brooke grabbed her stomach as she laughed. She had to find her cell phone for a picture of that.

"What? You don't like it?" He asked with a smile from ear to ear.

Brooke couldn't control her laughter. "Nah, it's just. Where did you get those pants from Dwight Yoakam's closet?"

"Funny. I just thought when it Texas…."

Brooke shook her head. "Mmm, no," She laughed again. "You so need to change."

Lucas took a seat in the two seat rocker with Brooke. "It's nice seeing you smile again." He touched the side of her face.

Brooke took his hand and kissed it. "It's nice to have a friend, Luke." She paused. "I know that I was upset with the whole you and Peyton thing, but I was just…"

Lucas cut her off. "…shh. It's okay."

"Thanks for coming here with me. This past month would have been so crazy if it wasn't for you."

"You're an amazing girl, Brooke Davis. Your strong and courageous. That's one of the things I love about you." He stood up and walked over to the tree that was shading the rocker where they were sitting. He took the hat from his head and held it in one hand. "Brooke, I have to tell you something and I'm afraid that your gonna get mad, but I did what I did for you."

Brooke stood up and walked over to Lucas and turned him to her. "What did you do, Luke?"

"I-I told Nathan were we are."

"What?" Brooke said upset. "Luke, I thought you were my friend."

"I am."

"You have a funny way of showing it." She turned to walk away.

Lucas grabbed her by the arm turning her to him. "Brooke, it's been a month and he's worried about you. That baby your carrying is his too and as much as I hate this he is right. He deserves to be here with you not me. So if that makes me a bad friend then I'm sorry. Because I love you so much, Brooke Davis and I want you to be happy. And I know that Nathan is my little brother and as much as I hate that he deserves to be happy too."

Lucas let go of Brooke as he went into the house to change and pack his things. He knew that Nathan would be there soon and it would be time for him to say goodbye to the one girl he could possibly love the rest of his life. When he first got to Texas he actually believed that he was going to get the chance to be the one for her. But somewhere in his heart he knew that Nathan deserve to be with her.