Author's note...still own nothing. So here is the next chapter. Hope you like it, please review. I picked the song, and I don't know that it fits the chapter, but I think it does, the lyrics in the song are something that apply here, Unbreakable Heart by Jessica Andrews. I love the song, and think it is beautiful and tragic, like the story,lol. Please read and review...and as always I am open to suggestions and ideas...


"Ok," Peyton huffed as she, Brooke and Angie stood in the elevator of the hospital, "tell me again why Angie's surgery was so last minute."

"Because it's all done on a volunteer basis, the surgeons all donate their services, and it depends on when they have an opening and the right medical team, and everything," Brooke rambled holding the baby close to her as they walked towards the nurse's station, "I just didn't think today would be here so fast."

"Well, what can I do," Peyton asked realizing how difficult this was for her friend.

"You're doing it," Brooke smiled, "thank you. Would you mind calling Lucas for me," she asked, Peyton smiled, "he's just gotten so attached to Angie, and I think he's gonna want to know."

"Yeah, sure, I'll be right back," Peyton said.

"Ok," Brooke said as she kissed the top of Angie's head, "come on." Brooke paced nervously with Angie in arms waiting for the doctor's or Peyton, she was just afraid for this little girl. She felt like she couldn't stop moving, because if she did the impact would hit her.

"Brooke," Doctor Copeland said with a smiled as he approached them.

"Hi," she smiled nervously, "big day, huh?"

"How're you holding up," he asked, sensing her nervousness.

"Nervous," she said, "please tell me you're not, you're not nervous are you?"

"She's gonna do great, ok," he said, "and so are you."

"Doctor Copeland," the nurse said as she approached them, "we're all set."

"Ok, this is gonna take a while," he said trying to reassure Brooke, "but as soon as I know I am gonna come out and let you know, ok?"

"Ok," she nodded with a smile.

"Nurse Lee is gonna take Angie now."

"Ok," she whispered as she turned the baby towards her, "hey, sweet girl, the nice nurse is gonna take you for your surgery now, ok, but nothing is gonna happen to you, I promise. They're just gonna take you and make you better," she said with tears in her eyes, the baby placed her hand on Brooke's cheek causing her to smile, "yeah, you're gonna be all better ok."

"Come here precious," the nurse said taking the baby from Brooke's arms, Brooke waved towards Angie as the nurse held her.

"Doctor Copeland," Brooke said as he turned towards her, "what's your name, your first name?"

"Try to relax Brooke," the doctor said as the nurse walked away with the baby, "she's in good hands," he said, Brooke nodded trying to stop the tears from falling.

"Hey," Peyton said as she walked towards her friend, "come on, lets sit Brooke."

"I wasn't ready for this, Peyt," she sighed as they sat down in the waiting room, Brooke was thankful it was empty, because she knew this was going to be a hard day. She had enjoyed having her friends be there to help her through this. The last couple of days had been nerve racking…

"Well as fun as this has been," Peyton smiled, "I need to get to the studio, we're working on Haley's album."

"You hear that baby girl," Brooke said in a baby voice to Angie, "Haley James-Scott is making music again, that deserves a smile doesn't it," Brooke said, but sadly there was no smile.

"Brooke, you're doing good, believe that," Peyton said, "she is in the best hands possible."

"Thanks, P Sawyer," Brooke smiled.

"Well, lunch was fun," Peyton said smiling at the baby, "no smile for me either," Peyton chuckled.

"Well, Aunt Peyton is creepy," Brooke said in a baby voice, "we like Uncle Lucas better don't we?"

"Hey," Peyton said with a laugh.

"We're kidding," she smiled at her friend, "aren't we."

"It is pretty great that he's helping out," Peyton smiled at Brooke, "it's all mister mom."

"It's kind of nice," Brooke said truthfully, "it's nice having all of you around, it means a lot."

"Well, I'll see you two trouble makers later," Peyton said as she waved to the brunette duo.

"Thank you for being so good today," Brooke said looking at the baby in the high chair, "we make a pretty good team, me and you. I know this surgery is scary, but I'm gonna be right here for you ok? We're gonna get through this together," Brooke said wiping her eyes, "I know I'm not your real mom, but I could just use a sign or something to know that I'm doing ok," she said, Angie smiled brightly causing Brooke to cry, she kissed the babies forehead, "ok," she whispered, "it's you and me baby."

"How long has it been," Brooke asked as she started pacing.

"About an hour."

"You said that the last time I asked."

"I know honey," Peyton smiled, "that's because you asked like thirty seconds ago."

"Sorry," Brooke said apologetically as she sat back down.

"It's ok," Peyton said softly, "hey, I know you're nervous, but she's gonna be fine."

"Yeah," Brooke whispered, "you should get going."

"I'm good."

"Peyton I know you have a big day today," Brooke said concerned.

"Well, that'll just mean tomorrow will be a bigger day," Peyton smiled.

"I don't even know his first name," Brooke sighed, Peyton looked confused, "Doctor Copeland. I hope it's something nice, not like a last name for a first name, you know like Monroe, or Madison."

"Lucas."

"Yeah really," Brooke laughed.

"No, really," Peyton said, "I mean Lucas is here," she said as they both saw the brooder walking towards them.

"Brooke, oh my god, I'm so sorry," he said nervously, "I left my cell phone at home, how's she doing?"

"I don't know," she said shaking her head, "they said it was gonna take a while and they would let me know as soon as she's out of surgery."

"Ok," he said, "well I should wait here with you," he said softly, "if that's ok?"

"Yeah, thanks," Brooke smiled at Lucas, "I'd like that, considering Peyton has to go."

"Brooke," Peyton said in nearly a whisper.

"P Sawyer I love you, but I know your day is insane, and I will feel better if I know at least one of us is getting something done besides waiting," she said, "so, please for me?"

"Alright," Peyton sighed pulling Brooke into a hug, "you call me first thing."

"I will, thank you."

"Bye Peyton," Lucas said.

"Bye Luke," Peyton smiled as she left the brooder alone with Brooke.

"I never told her I love her," Brooke said breaking the silence they had been sitting in for a while, "I just, I never said it."

"I'm sure when Angie's in your arms she knows it," he said with a soft smile, "most of the time love doesn't really need words you know."

"Yeah," she whispered.

"So," he said trying to occupy her mind, "is anything going on with you and Chase?"

"Apparently no," she sighed, "we're just friends anyway," she said honestly, "what's going on with you and Lindsey?"

"Nothing, apparently," he sighed, "I don't know, I mean we haven't spoken since Jamie's birthday, and she won't return my calls."

"That sucks Luke, I'm sorry."

"Thanks."

"You should get out of here," she said, "you've got that game tonight."

"I'm ok for a little while longer," he said reaching for her hand.

"Ok," she whispered.

"I'll go get us some coffee," he said as he stood.

"She'll be in touch," Brooke said, he turned towards her confused, "Lindsey. I wouldn't read too much into it."

"Yeah," he smiled at her, "I'm ok for a little while longer." She smiled as she watched him walk away, this was nice, him being here for her, for them. She was so scared though, not knowing was the worst part.

"Brooke," he said as he stood in front of her, she glanced up and wiped her eyes, "the operation went very smoothly, Angie did great."

"Is she gonna be ok," Brooke asked as she stood up.

"She is in recovery now," he said, "we are assisting her breathing, but she's stable and all indications are that she's gonna be fine."

"Thank you," she said with tears streaming her face.

"Brooke," Lucas said as he walked towards her and Doctor Copeland.

"She's gonna be ok," she said to him, he immediately wrapped his arms around her, kissing the top of head, "Doctor Copeland," she said as he turned back towards them, "thank you for fixing her."

"You're welcome," he smiled.

"Thank you," she said to Lucas as she pulled him towards her, "thanks for being here Luke."


Brooke was sitting alone in the ICU beside Angie. She had just been watching her sleep. She couldn't leave her, not now. She had grown to love that little girl so much, she was thankful that she had made it through the surgery.

"Hi," she smiled as she saw Lucas walking towards her, "did you win?"

"I don't know."

"What the hell happened," Nathan asked confused as he followed his brother into the locker room.

"That kid intentionally tried to hurt Q and you saw it."

"I know, but Luke, you grabbed him man."

"I should've knocked him out," he said angrily as he punched the door to a locker.

"This is really bad Luke," Nathan said as Lucas finally set down on the bench. He stood there watching helpless knowing that this was not his brother, there was more to it.

"She's seeing someone else," he said, "Lindsey," Nathan shook his head, "she called at halftime. I can't believe it," he said as he finally looked at Nathan, "she's supposed to come back to me."

"Luke, I know you don't want to hear this, but, what if she doesn't, I mean what if she's not going to? You can't wait around forever, maybe it's," he hesitated, "maybe it's time to move on."

"She's supposed to come back," Lucas said as he walked past his younger brother, leaving him alone in the locker room.

"What," she asked confused.

"How's Angie," he asked.

"She's stronger than I am," she smiled, "she's breathing on her own, they said she's doing great."

"That's good," he smiled, "that's really good Brooke."

"Yeah," she smiled at him, "listen, I appreciate that you came by, but they said I'm the only one who's allowed to be in here after hours."

"That's ok," he whispered, "I get it," he just looked at her for a few seconds, she really was brilliant, beautiful and brave, he smiled, "Lindsey called," he said.

"See," she smiled, "that's great Luke, and you thought she was avoiding you."

"Yeah," he chuckled bitterly, "well, I'll see ya," he said softly as he turned to leave.

"Hey," she said causing him to turn back towards her, "what do you mean you don't know if you won or not tonight?"

"I meant that I don't know if the team won," he said, she looked at him confused, "but I lost. I know that for sure." He turned to leave and she was more confused by that last comment, she had no clue what was going on, she hadn't left Angie since she had been out of surgery. She sat for a while longer beside the small girl before moving to the chair to wait.

"Hey," he smiled as he walked in.

"Hi," she said.

"You should get some sleep."

"Nah," she smiled, "I want to be here when she opens her eyes."

"It's a pretty great feeling isn't it," he said turning towards the baby, "it's why I became a surgeon."

"Why's that," she asked.

"To give people their lives back. She'll recover, and you'll send her back to her parents, but the day she gets accepted to college, she'll have you to thank, the day she gets married, becomes something great, has children of her own, she'll think Brooke Davis got me here, she gave me this."

"And Doctor Copeland, too," she smiled, he turned to leave.

"It's Ethan by the way," he said, "my first name."

"Thank you Ethan."

"You're welcome Brooke," he smiled before leaving her alone with Angie again.


"So am I allowed to ask what's going on with Lucas or is that like saying Voldemort," Mia asked as Peyton was trying to get the studio set for her.

"There's not much to say," Peyton sighed, "it's not the easiest thing in the world for him to talk about, and Brooke is taking care of Angie."

"You know what works," Mia asked with a laugh, "get him drunk."

"Oh says the girl who doesn't have time for boys or a relationship," Peyton said.

"I'm just saying, you know how it is, guys always tell the truth when they're wasted."

"Says the girl without time for boys," Peyton smiled, "hey what are you doing here so late," Peyton asked as Haley walked in.

"I'm not really sure," she said as she sat at the piano beside Mia, "I'm really happy for you Mia, all your success, it's amazing," she smiled, "plus, I think maybe I'm a little jealous."

"Really," Mai smiled.

"Yeah," Haley sighed.

"That's so weird," she laughed, "because I'm jealous of you," Haley looked confused, "yeah. I look at you and think if in four or five years, I have this great guy and a beautiful son, and about to record what is going to be an amazing album, I'm gonna consider myself really damn lucky."

"Now I know why I came here," Haley smiled at Peyton.

"She's good," Peyton smiled.

"I am," Mia smiled, "now go, both of you."

"Are you sure you don't want me to stay," Peyton asked as Haley stood beside her.

"Nah, I want to surprise you," Mia said, "and besides this way, in the morning it will be like the cover song elves were here."

"OK, just call if you need anything," Peyton said.

"Me too, you can call me," Haley smiled.

"Yeah," she said.

"Mia," Peyton said, "today was a big day for you, the tour, the PSA, I want you to know I'm so proud of you," she said, "we're so proud of you."

"Thank you, both of you."

"For what," Haley asked.

"For my life," she smiled, "I really love it."

"Mia your songs were always great," Peyton said.

"You were always great," Haley smiled, "we just pointed people towards your greatness."

"Sing good rock star," Peyton smiled before she and Haley walked out, "you doing ok foxy?"

"I am," Haley sighed, "but he's not," she said as she noticed Lucas slumped over the bar, "god."

"What's going on," Peyton asked confused, "Haley is he ok?"

"No," she sighed.

"Is everything ok with Brooke and Angie," she asked knowing how much time Lucas had spent with them.

"Yeah," she said, "Angie is stable," she said as they walked towards him, "Lindsey called and there was this big blow up at the game, Peyton, he's a mess."

"I got him, thanks though," she smiled at her friend, "go, I'll be ok."

"Call me if you need me," Haley said hugging Peyton.

"Ok," she said, she sighed as she reached out to Lucas, "Luke, come on," she said draping his arm over her shoulder, "let's get you home." She had told Owen she would make sure he was back for his car in the morning. She managed to get him into his bed. Looking at him like this was heart breaking, she couldn't believe what a mess he was. "God Luke," she whispered as she sat on the edge of his bed, "I never wanted this for you," she kissed his head, "I'm so sorry," she said as she walked towards the door.

"Peyton," he said groggily, she turned towards him, "I hate you, and I hate Brooke."

"What," she asked sadly.

"I wish you two never came back," he said, "you both ruined my life."

"You can hate me," she whispered, tears streaming her face, "but you don't hate her Lucas, we both know that, you're hurt, you're upset, Luke, you're drunk."

"She broke my heart," he said before laying his head back down on his pillow closing his eyes. She stood there stunned, she wasn't sure what to say or do. In the back of her mind she hoped that Mia was wrong, she needed Mia to be wrong, because this was bound to break her best friends heart.