"I got your message." There he was, standing in front of her. She thought she never would see him again. But here he was. Jake. Her Jake. "Come on in." She said trying to overcome the shock it was to see him here. "I had to see you. I felt bad about our last meeting." "You didn't have to come all the way to tree hill because of that." She answered. "Brooke called me, Peyton. She told me about your accident… I'm sorry I didn't come sooner, it had to fit with my work and Jenny" Something started to dawn in Peyton's mind. He was her because he felt guilty; he didn't want to have her blood on his hands. "Oh no, you don't have to come her because of your conscience. I did what I did, it's over now. I won't do something as stupid again. You can go now." She started to walk him to the door. "I didn't mean it like that, Peyton. I'm here because I care about you" He turned around to look her in the eyes. "Well that doesn't help me much, Jake. I don't need you to still care, I just need you."
Lucas was sleeping; she took the opportunity to read his book. It had been on her mind the whole evening, since he had made that comment at dinner. She had heard that this book was the reason for the runaway bride. Lindsey was under the impression that this whole book was Lucas declaring his love for Peyton Sawyer. She read it carefully, got every word in. After a few hours she was done. Her eyes started to fill with tears. He waited his whole life for the comet to come back to him. The comet. Peyton drove a comet and Lucas fixed her car. He fixed the comet. She didn't get much sleep that night.
Jake and Peyton didn't sleep much that night either. They were up all night talking; trying to work out some of their issues. "You misunderstood me, Jake. I didn't come to you because of all this stuff with Lucas. I came to you because I want to be with you. It's as simple as that." She was tired of this, it didn't seem like they were getting anywhere. "But it's not simple, Peyton. Cause you have told me this before, that you want to be with me. But back then you had feelings for another guy. Lucas. To me it seems like history repeats itself. Lucas is with Brooke and you feel lonely, so I am the one that pops up in your mind." Peyton was so frustrated. "Why did you bother coming here, Jake? You just tell me the same things you told me last time I saw you." Jake sighed. "Your message. I couldn't stop thinking about it. About you. I played it over and over. The girl who left me that message is the girl I love. Openhearted and pure. When you came that day you didn't seem like her." He said I love. Not I loved. She couldn't help smiling; maybe there was hope after all. "You just said that you love me." She had to say it out loud. "Yeah, I do. I do love you. Always have, always will. But I'm not sure that we're meant to be." He looked down at his hands. "I think I'm gonna go check into a hotel now. I'm kind of tired." "Don't be silly, Jake. I have plenty of room here. You can take the spare room upstairs. She got up from the sofa to show him the room. "Thank you, Peyton." They walked up the stairs. He stopped at the door and turned around. "You know, forever didn't get any shorter. I could have held you in my arms forever, and it still wouldn't have been long enough." She threw herself at him, kissing him intensely. It caught him by surprise, but he didn't push her away or tried to stop her in any way. The bedroom door was shut with a bang.
He woke up before her, as always. She looked so peaceful and innocent when she was asleep. As any other day he hadn't got the heart to wake her. Instead he went out to the kitchen to prepare a breakfast for her. While Lucas was in the kitchen, Brooke woke up. Still remembering his words. In a love story. And it was not their story. "I read a book last night after you fell asleep." He turned around to see her standing in the doorway. "Oh yeah. Was it any good?" He asked. "I guess, at least it explained a lot." He didn't understand why she had that tone in her voice. "What was the name of the book?" "The comet" He stopped for a moment and closed his eyes. "This is not happening." Brooke started to get very angry. "What Lucas? What isn't happening? That I understand that Peyton is the love of your life? Cause I do now. You wrote this book. This epic love story, hidden behind a scientist man who longed for a comet. Come on Lucas, you fixed her car. He saw the comet again and suddenly his life had meaning" Brooke was crying. He wanted to comfort her, hold her in his arms. "Brooke… It's not like that. I do not love Peyton; she is not the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with. You are. I think you are right in one thing though. I wrote a book about a scientist, but I think my subconscious wrote about a lost love. Someone who I always hoped would come back, so my life could have meaning again." He went over to take Brooke's hands, she let him. "I started that book when Peyton came back to town. I got this sudden inspiration again; I hadn't been able to write for months. But do you remember who else came back to town at the same time? You did. Brooke Davis did. My pretty girl came back and suddenly my life had meaning. And I believed in it all again. You're my comet. I love you." She looked up at him, her eyes filled with tears.
"I love you too, but love shouldn't be this hard, Lucas."
"You need to stop find reasons to split us up. I won't let you go again. Not ever."