A/N: Thank you for all the reviews for the previous chapter... I'm not sure if this will reach the 1000 word limit or not but if it doesn't the kids have okayed it since I'm way over the 6000 minimum word limit for 6 chapters... Enjoy... Happy Holidays to all before I forget...
Disclaimer: I don't own OTH...
Lucas came to a stop right behind the Nurse at what he assumed was Peyton's room. He took in a couple deep breaths and let them out as the Nurse turned towards him.
"She is hooked up to several machines. One is monitoring her heart and the other is a ventilator which means she has a tube going down her throat. Now even though she is in a coma she can hear you so make sure that you talk to her and let her know that you're here for her. She also has an I.V going into her with a bag of fluid and a smaller bag which has an antibiotic in it. Go on in and see her hon." the Nurse said. She watched as Lucas took in a deep breath and let it out before slowly opening up the door to Peyton. She watched from the door to the room as he made his way to the hospital bed. When she saw him take Peyton's hand she smiled. She could tell how much he loved the young woman by the look in his eyes. With the smile on her face still she shut the door and walked away.
Lucas slowly made his way over to Peyton and once at her side he pulled the chair over and sat down on it hard after taking Peyton's hand in his. He closed his eyes on a wave of pain as he saw how pale and lifeless she looked laying there. He wished that he could take her spot. He didn't like seeing her like this. He didn't like seeing what his actions had cost him.
He sighed and opened his eyes back up and really looked at Peyton. He gulped hard when he saw all the bruises on her body. He felt anger towards the person who had done this to his beloved Peyton and towards himself and Brooke. He carefully bent his head and very gently brought Peyton's hand up to his mouth and kissed it before laying it back down on the hospital bed still engulfed in his. He couldn't believe how small and fragile she looked laying in the hospital bed.
He felt tears rush to his eyes and he didn't even try to blink them away. "God Peyton I am so sorry. I know that sorry is not enough but for right now it will have to do until I can make it up to you. It is all my fault that you are laying in this bed. It is all my fault that you were attacked tonight. If you would have stayed one second later you would have heard me yelling at Brooke. I know that this won't help any but I did not kiss her Peyton she kissed me and I did push her away. It's you that I love. It's always been you that I love Peyton. I can't see my life without you. I know that you hate me but that is okay because I hate me too. I don't blame you for hating me Peyton."
He had to stop talking because his throat was becoming clogged by the tears. He couldn't stop the tears and he wasn't sure he would even if he could. He stood up from the chair he had sat in and bent down and brushed his lips across her head. There was so much that he wanted to say to her but he just wasn't sure how to say it which was worth a laugh because usually he was good with words. His eyes traveled from Peyton's face down her whole body and then back up to her stomach. With the hand that was holding onto Peyton's he put it on her stomach. He still couldn't believe that they had created a life together. He just hoped that the life they created together would make it. He knew that if the baby didn't make it that not only would he take it hard but so would Peyton when she found out.
With his and her hand on her belly he sat on the edge of the hospital bed careful not to jar her. "Peyton there is so much that I want to say to you but I just don't know how to say it. You were my first love and if I'm being honest you're my only love. I never really truly loved Brooke the way that I should have. I loved her yes but I have realized I was never in love with her. If I had been in love with her I wouldn't have kissed you both the times that I did. You're my life Peyton and I need for you to be okay. I found out tonight from the Doctor that you're nine weeks pregnant. They won't know how the baby is doing until later on. But you have to fight Peyton. You have to fight for not only you but for our baby. I need for you to know that I do love you and that I always will love you. You mean everything to me and I need for you to know that too baby. My life isn't worth living if I don't have you by my side. God when the Doctor told us that they lost you on the operating table my heart shattered. I can't lose you Peyton and I won't. I'll fight for you and for our baby but you have to fight too. I can't do this alone. I love you so much Peyton that it hurts to know that I'm the reason that you're in here. I love you so much that it hurts when we're apart for even a couple of hours. You have became my life and I like it that way. So make sure you fight baby. Make sure you fight for me, for yourself and for our baby. I'm going to go out and let your Dad come in because I know he's worried about you and he needs to see that you're okay but I'll be back. Once everyone else sees you I won't leave your side until you're awake and until you're out of the words. I love you Peyton Elizabeth Sawyer and don't you dare leave me."
He leaned down and brushed his lips across Peyton's head, cheeks and then finally her lips and stood up. With one last look at her he bent down and kissed her hand again before gently placing it on her stomach. "I love you Peyton and I swear to you I'll be back."
With those words he walked towards her hospital room door and opened it. He couldn't stop himself from taking one last look back at her before he finally exited her room. As soon as he had her hospital room door shut he leaned up against the wall and closed his eyes. He had to get himself under control before he went back to the waiting room. After taking in a few deep breaths he finally started walking towards the waiting room.
