Chapter 10
Lucas and Peyton were sitting on the porch. She was crying heavily on his shoulder. Peyton suddenly stood up.
"What?"
"She's crying. She's inside"
Peyton started punching the door, begging the stalker to open it. Lucas held her arms and pulled her into him again.
"He won't open it"
"He?"
"Derek"
"What?"
"He's back"
"No! That's not possible! He's in jail"
"Not anymore. He's there, with out child"
"No! No!" Tears started falling from my eyes. "No! Mary! My baby!"
She hugged him tight as Nathan and Haley arrived.
"What happened?"
"Derek is inside, with Mary and Brooke"
"What?"
"Oh my god!"
"What are you waiting man?"
"No, we can't break the house"
"That's your daughter there! How can you not be scared?"
"I am okay? I am. But I need to be stronger for Peyton"
He looked at the blonde curly woman in his arms, crying desperately.
"Peyton wants you to go in"
"What?"
"She wants you to go in and save the baby. Look at her. She's desperate"
"How do you know it?"
"Come on Lucas!" Nathan shouted. "You love her and I know her better than you!"
Lucas pouted. "That's not true"
"Then what is it?" Nathan pushed him. "You don't want to save your own daughter?"
"Hell I do! But I can't"
"Well, too bad. Cause I can, and I will save my niece!"
Nathan started walking towards the door. Suddenly Peyton reacted.
"Wait"
She let go of Lucas' arms and walked to Nathan.
"I hear screams. That's Brooke!"
"What?" Chase yelled as he got close.
Everyone turned to see him, except Peyton. Lucas looked at her again and walked to her.
"Do you want me to break in?"
Noticing she wasn't replying, he pulled her close. Tears willing up from her eyes as well as his.
"We need to break in"
"No"
"Brooke's there!"
"No!" Haley shouted. "We need to come up with a plan"
"Here's the plan. We're gonna break the house and save Brooke and Mary"
"Don't piss a pregnant woman-ah-ah-ah!"
"What happened Haley?"
"Contractions" She held her belly. "I hate them"
"We need to break in!"
"What's going on?"
"Brooke and Mary are inside the house with the stalker. The door is locked. We can't get in"
"He has a gun"
"What?"
"I heard a shot"
"Peyton, sweet, you're desilusional"
"No I'm not!" I tried to fight Lucas' arms and get Haley. "I heard it"
"You sure?"
"Yeah"
"He wouldn't shoot the baby, would he?"
"Maybe. He's cruel. He can do anything"
"Peyton, we need to get in. He can kills Brooke or Mary"
"The door is locked"
"Well, is there any other way?"
"The basement"
All of them walked to the back of the house to try to get in.
"Alright. Who's coming in?"
"I am" Chase stepped ahead.
"I have to go in too" Lucas looked at Peyton then to Nathan. "Nate, I need you to take care of Peyton"
"Sure"
"I wanna go in too Bevin"
"Oh. Okay. Be careful"
"I will"
Chase, Lucas and Skills walked into the basement to the house. Lucas came back.
"I love you Peyton. Always"
He disappeared again. Chase and Skills were trying to find something to light the house.
"No, we can't. He's gonna see that we're inside"
They went upstairs to the first floor. Chase accidentally slammed the door, causing Lucas and Skills to jump and tell him to be careful.
"Who's there?"
"Chase!" Brooke mumbled under the tissue she had over her mouth.
As the boys kept walking they saw a room half lighted by a candle. The baby's cry was getting louder and louder.
"Who did you say?" Derek slapped her im the face. "Huh?"
"She meant Chase, you idiot!"
A guy wearing a hat was leaning against the door frame, in a cowboy-ish way. Brooke started trying to get herself free again.
"Who are you?"
"I'm the idiot who's about to beat you to death for doing this to my fiancé"
"Well, well. Brooke Davis has a fiancé?" He walked to her and lifted her chin. "Who would know?"
"Let her go!"
"The one and only Lucas Scott. People's hero"
"Took a while huh?"
"You're guilty because yoy couldn't save Peyton the second time and now you want to save your kid to make it up?"
"Right on"
Lucas rushed to him and both fell on the floor, caught in an intense and bloody fight. Chase rushed to Brooke and started untying her.
"I thought you wouldn't come"
"And not rescue my fiancé? No way!"
Brooke smiled before hugging him. Then she went towards Mary to get her. Derek noticed and got her first.
"Oh no. Don't even think"
"Haley" Nathan stood up. "I need to go in there and save Mary too"
"Nathan"
"Peyton is my best friend Haley. I need to go inside"
"Well, there's nothing I can really do. So be careful"
"Okay. I will"
Nathan walked in the house. Brooke and Chase were trying to get Derek to give them Mary. Lucas was lying lifeless in the ground. Skills suddenly looked at him and shouted.
"Lucas! Luke!"
He knelt down next to him. Brooke and Chase looked at him.
"Oh my god! Lucas, wake up!"
Derek seized the opportunity to run away. He was almost out of the house when he saw a black shadow.
"Where do you think you're going?"
"Who the hell are you?"
"It's not your business! Give me the baby"
"No!"
"Now!" Nathan bent his head a little to see Brooke. "You're stuck. You have nowhere to go"
Derek turned his head and saw Brooke and Chase behind him.
"Now give me the baby"
"Fine!" Derek handed him Mary.
"Thank you"
"Nathan, Lucas isn't waking up"
"What?" Nathan handed Mary to Brooke and pushed Derek against a wall. "What did you do to my brother?"
"What he needed! He tried to steal Peyton from me"
"Peyton was never yours your dumbass. She loves Lucas. That won't change"
"It will change now! She's mine!"
"Stop talking to her like she was an object!"
"Hey! You're making me do that"
Nathan pushed Derek on the face and they started fighting. Skills grabbed a shock machine and shocked Derek on the waist.
"Son of a bitch!"
"What are you gonna do?"
Derek lifted a gun and pointed to Brooke.
"I suggest you be nice" He walked behind Brooke and placed the gun on her head. "Or this woman will die"
Brooke could barely breathe. She hated being so vulnerable. She held Mary close to her.
"Please" She started carefully. "Please let me give this baby to Peyton. She needs her mother"
"No! She will stay here!"
He threatened to shoot the gun and Brooke feared for her life again.
"Are you afraid, Brooke? You know, I could shoot you right now and it still wouldn't be enough for what you made Peyton go through"
"Peyton and I are friends now. We're over now"
"Shut up! You two can be over the past but I'm not a person that forgives and forgets that soon and easy!"
"Are you shooting me? Go ahead! You're gonna end in jail for it anyway"
Derek lifted the gun to Brooke again and was about to shoot it. Nathan, Chase and Skills were all started by it. Chase took a step forward to Brooke, but she stopped him.
"No"
"Wise choice"
As Derek pulled his finger further to shoot the gun, someone made him fall on the floor. Chase dropped Brooke too, to take her away from the bullet. The shooting noise was heard outside.
"Oh my god!"
"What's happening?"
"Nathan!"
Haley suddenly started screaming. Everybody looked at her and saw her on the ground, her knees against her belly.
"What's wrong Haley?"
"I think it's coming"
"The baby?"
"Yes!"
"Oh my god!"
"We need to get Nathan! Haley needs to go to the hospital"
"Damn! I missed it!"
Derek rolled over and saw Lucas on the floor as well. Brooke saw he was about to shoot Lucas and quickly grabbed something and hit Derek on the back. The bullet missed Lucas and Derek passed out. Brooke, Chase, Skills, Nathan and Lucas ran outside.
"Mary!" I ran to Brooke and grabbed my daughter. "Thank you"
"You're welcome P. Sawyer"
As Peyton walked away, Brooke looked at Lucas and saw he was staring at Peyton and Mary.
"Go talk to her Lucas"
Lucas smiled. Brooke knew him way too well. Lucas walked to Peyton, who was smiling with Mary.
"She's so beautiful"
"Yes she is"
"Can I hold her?"
"Um, yeah sure"
As Peyton was handing their baby to Lucas, the stalker came outside and walked towards Peyton. Lucas instinctively put his hand in front of her body and held the baby girl with the other one.
"Look at this. Lucas Scott protecting his precious Peyton!"
Derek pressed his hand against Lucas' throat, chocking him. He took the baby from his arms.
"I promise she'll be in good hands"
He started walking away and the boys ran after him.
