Nathan had the phone in his hand for the last half hour. He had been debating whether to call Haley or not and what to say if he did. He had decided. He was going to call her. He wanted to see her. He wanted to have dinner with her and their son. She didn't have to look at him, they didn't have to speak to each other just have dinner. He would explain all this to her on the phone. He dialed the number. "Hello," he heard her say. Nothing… nothing but air came out of Nathan's open mouth, sweat dripped down his forehead. "Hello," he heard her say again sounding a little frustrated.

"Uh… Haley," he said, "it's me Nathan. I was wondering if," he fake coughed, "excuse me. Um, I was wondering if I could have Keith over tonight for dinner," he had lost the nerve, "my mothers cooking and I know she would love to finally meet him."

"Yeah, sure," she said calmly. "I'll drop him off around six and then pick him up around eight."

"Ok, thanks," Nathan said then hung up. The door bell rang. Nathan answered the door and there stood Tim Smith. Nathan hadn't seen him since last summer but they had stayed in touch through the phone and emails. "Hey Tim, what are you doing here," Nathan asked.

"Well my two favorite people are in Tree Hill for the summer so I thought I'd visit them," he said.

"Um, Tim," Nathan said, "it scares me when you say things like 'my two favorite people' when referring to me. I think you might be turning back into your old self," Nathan finished.

"Sorry, Nate."

Tim told him how Brooke had filled him in on Haley running out last night. Nathan had asked him if he knew what happened when Brooke found her. "She wouldn't tell me," Tim told him and it was true. Nathan then filled him in on what had happened this morning. "Well, is that good or what," Tim asked.

"I don't know," Nathan answered. "She's bringing Keith over for dinner but I don't think she's staying 'cuz I didn't ask. I don't think she's ready and I don't want to push it if there's a chance for us."

"Yeah," Tim said. "Well good luck with that," he said as he slapped Nathan's hand. Then they both started talking basketball, about how Nathan broke his ankle, about Europe, how Tim was playing and where he might transfer too if he has the grades. They talked on the couch for about an hour and a half catching up. Then Tim looked at his watch, "well I should really go track Brooke down, she didn't know I was coming. I talked to her this morning she told me you were here and I flew out shortly after," he said.

Nathan just shook his head in disbelief, "you and Brooke Davis. Who'd have known," he said. He had known about them from the beginning but it was still so strange to him.

"Well you become a new man and the ladies flock to ya," Tim joked.

Nathan laughed. They both stood, "alright man," Nathan said giving Tim a manly hug, "you staying for a while?"

"Yeah, probably," Tim said.

"Alright then I'll see you around, take it easy," Nathan said.

"Yeah, you too," Tim said as he left.

Nathan went into the kitchen to see if Deb had started dinner. She had so Nathan told her Keith would be joining them. Deb was excited. About 20 minutes later the doorbell rang again. Nathan went to answer it and heard Deb yell from the kitchen, "is it him?"

"I don't know, yet, just keep cooking and don't burn anything," he said laughing and opened the door. She took his breath away standing there. It had reminded him of the night of the dealership fire when the doorbell rang and he answered it to find her standing there with her bags she had come straight from the tour. Oh how he had loved her then but he was so hurt too he had loved her and she had left him. There were a few differences this time, he knew she was coming, she was holding their son, and he was the one needing forgiveness this time. He snapped back, "come in," he said.

"Oh, I'm not staying," she said as she walked in.

"I know," Nathan said.

"Oh," she said uncomfortably. "Here's his diaper bag, everything is in there. Oh, do you have a highchair," she asked.

"I think so," he said.

"Good, I hope so it'll make your life easier," she said.

"I know we've had meals together before," he said laughing at her.

"Right," she said, "ok well I'll be back around 8 it'll be good he'll fall asleep on the ride home and I can put him right to bed," she said as she headed for the door.

"Hales," Nathan said and she turned.

"Oh my god is this him," Deb said walking into the room and Nathan turned to her. Haley slipped out quietly. Nathan handed Keith to Deb and turned back to Haley, she was gone. He got that look on his face again and sighed. He turned back to his mother. She was examining every inch of her grandson. "Oh my god, Nate, he looks just like you at this age," she said, "except his smile."

"I know," Nathan said as he sat next to her on the couch, "he has Haley's smile," he said sadly.

"Oh, Nate," Deb said as he placed her hand on her son's knee. Then she remembered, "dinner," she said as she handed Keith to Nathan. They all went into the kitchen.

Lucas and Brooke had spent most of the day together looking after the café and Kaitlyn. Brooke had asked Lucas to take her home after Karen came back in the early evening, so she and Peyton could catch up over dinner. Lucas got out of the car and walked her to the door.

"Brooke, you were so good today with Kaitlyn. She really took to you. You were good with Keith too, you can tell that kid loves you," Lucas said.

"Yeah, who knew I'd be good with kids," she said, "especially with my parents for examples." Lucas just smiled. "Well I should go in," she said and reached for the door.

Lucas' hand intercepted hers, "Brooke," he said as he pulled her close and kissed her.

"Damn," they both heard someone yell and turned toward the street.

"Tim," Lucas said questioningly.

Tim Smith stood at the end of the sidewalk holding a bouquet of flowers. "Scott boys always get the girls," he said as he threw the flowers into the bushes and headed for his rental car.

"Tim," Brooke called as she started after him and Lucas grabbed her hand and stopped her.

"Brooke," Lucas looked at her really confused.

"He was my but," she said.

"What about your butt," Lucas asked with a grin.

"Not my butt, you ass, my but. I mean I was going to push you away and tell you that I had waited so long for this moment but, see there's my but," she said then continued, "but seven months ago at an organic food market I ran into Tim and he was totally different from the Tim in high school. We started hanging out and a month later we started dating. We've been going strong since." Lucas just stared at her in shock. "See I told you earlier that I could tell you more but you'd have to see it to believe it." She paused, "I have to go find him," she said and took off towards Peyton's old car.

"Brooke," Lucas said in an apologetic tone.

She just kept walking and got in the car. She flipped down the visor and the keys fell into her hands. "Old habits die hard, P. Sawyer, thanks," she said as she stuck the key in the ignition and started the car. "Where could he be," she said as she drove off to look for Tim.