An- thanks for the reviews and helping me remember my purpose and goal to this story. I doubted this story would go this far, yet here I am on my twenty ninth chapter. Once again, I'm thankful for the undivided support I've gotten since the beginning. I figured we should have Psycho Nanny come back into the lives of One Tree Hill. Enjoy the chapter and Review!

Previously:

Naley fluff , Jamie tells his parents about his encounter with Dan

Brase fluff , we learn chase's reaction

Brucas encounter

Naley tell Peyton about Deb

Leyton chat

Lucas and Kaylee fluff

Nanna Carrie kidnaps Jamie oblivious to Dan hot on her tail

Disclaimer: I do not own One Tree Hill nor Hilarie Burton and certainly not James Lafferty and Chad Michael Murray.


Chapter 29- Break out of mixed emotions

The thumping of the door became louder as the knock echoed through the house yet she didn't blink, didn't stir, and simply wallowed in the silence that had endured since she had locked herself in the spacious room. The hot tears fell at once as her body shook tiredly as it had been for the past two hours, her body stiff, unrelaxed, sore. Million thoughts surrounded her, rushed through her at once. She clasped her hand over her mouth, trying desperately to cease the sob that threatened to come out deep in her throat. She felt empty, discouraged and felt the sudden will, the urge to scream. She wanted her voice to be heard as she released her pent up emotions as she battled her inner self. It had been the matter of only 10 minutes, 10 minutes that had changed her life for the worse. She had just finished grocery shopping at the grocery store and had clambered into her car. She remembered the red light emit from the traffic lights as she drove, causing her to stop and wait. She had arrived five minutes later, oblivious to the fact that her heart would stop in an instant, later finding out in exhaustion and exasperation that her son was nowhere to be seen. She had felt panic rip through her as she frantically moved, searched, looked everywhere, determined to find her four year old son. Her heart pounded harder in her heart as realization dawned on her; by keeping an insightful eye on her son she had spurred him right into the hands of the devil. She felt the anger boil through her as an unsettling urge ripped through her; she wanted to kill Dan Scott.

She wanted to strangle him into the epitome of death, wanted to give him the rush of pain as she experienced his body respond to the motions, the emotion she was currently experiencing. She clutched the blue blanket in front of her, smelling the scent of her four year old boy that had been in her arms merely two hours ago. The tears dropped faster as she slumped to the ground, her body not being able to handle the emotional turmoil that ripped through her. Haley James Scott had been defeated and wallowed in defeat. The knock grew rapid, fierce as she continued to break down in her son's room, her baby boy. The door opened in a hurry in a hurry and she hardly heard the movements, images of her son rushing through her at the speed of light. Arms, familiar arms wrapped around her and she sank into it, the urge to fight the gesture seeming useless as she had discarded all the energy she had left, the rush of comfort enveloping her; Haley James Scott was broken. Lush lips pressed to her forehead yet she stilled, allowing herself to freeze, deny the freedom to feel. Her husband looked down at her and she could see the tears in his eyes, see the battle he was having with his inner self to remain strong and mask his weakness. She could see the unspoken words between them, she knew him better than anybody else, better than he knew himself. Her body shook again, the images of her son settling depression to hit her across the head with such force she had to put a hand over her fast-beating heart.

"Haley-"replied the brunette married man, worriedly, his heart breaking at the sight in front of him. His sentence had been broken as she shook vastly in his arms once again, breathing deeply as she felt the urge to breathe slowly dissipating. He rocked her back and forth, desperately trying to comfort her as he tried to comfort himself.

"It's my fault! It's my entire fault!" cried out the brunette, her sobs echoing through the room as she clutched tighter to her husband. Nathan shook his head, tears clouding his vision as he tried desperately to calm down his wife.

"This isn't your fault, baby."

"Y-yes it is! Ten minutes, Nathan. I-if I had gotten there ten minutes earlier, we could be c-cradling our-"choked out the brunette, not being able to finish her sentence as a sob tickled her throat.

"Baby, t-there's nothing we can do-"

"D-dammit my son is out there, my baby!" cried out the twenty two year old and Nathan felt anger boil through him and clenched his jaw to remain from letting his wife see his suppressed anger. If his eyes landed on the bastard himself this instant, he probably wouldn't contain himself from the anger he possessed. The man had once again crossed the territory zone, this time throwing his pride out the window. He masked his anger once again to help his wife, she needed him more than ever and he planned on giving it to her, blinking back the images of his son flashing through his eyes. His closed eyes shot open as the noise of sirens echoed through the whole of Tree Hill. He felt desperation hit him across the face, desperate to find his son and felt relief pour through him as his brother rushed through the room, instantly going to his wife's side. He looked back down to the broken down woman in front of him.

"I'll be right back, baby." Murmured the brunette, waiting till a vague nod emitted from his wife before turning to his brother. "Take care of her."

"I will." Assured the older Scott brother as he resumed Nathan's position of comforting his best friend, and Nathan felt a moment of clarity rush through him before giving one last glance at his wife and rushing out the door.

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Nathan Scott's feet trudged through the street as he ran vastly, his heart thumping into his chest. He could vaguely see the stares and strange gazes being thrown at him, the movements and motions the people were doing like a blur to him, like a drunken haze, his mind wrapped up around his missing son. He avoided the sympathetic looks thrown at him, the look of pity surrounding him as he moved rather vastly. He hadn't known that he had lost all rational thinking as he jumped in front of the police car that had been driving in a different direction, his mind repeating the same words; find my son.

"Are you out of your mind, you could've-"

"I don't give a rat's ass, okay?" interrupted the raven-haired man as irritation settled through him. "My son, my son."

"Sir-"

"I need to find my son!" Cried out the twenty two year old desperately as a quick image of his son in the hands of his father rushed through him.

"Sir, you need help-"

"I don't need help!" Yelled the twenty two year old, angrily. " I need you idiots to find my son!"

"We need back up." Muttered the cop strictly to his receiver and Nathan felt fury rip through him as a crowd formed between them.

"What you need is a brain! My son is out there, missing and you expect me to listen to this crap when you could be helping me find my son!"

"Sir-, I'm going to ask you once again to calm down-"

"His name is James Lucas Scott- Jamie for short. He's four years old, in love with basketball, has expressive blue eyes and a smile that could make anyone float into paradise. He has blonde hair and looks a lot like my brother" He pulled out a picture of his son and threw it at the police. "He's missing! And Dan Scott- I'm pretty sure you know about him- kidnapped him. The Dan Scott is with my son- my father- the cold blooded murderer! You expect me to be okay!" Yelled the twenty two year old in a rampage and felt anger rip through him at the pity that had strewn across the officer's face, he hated that look, it made him sick to his stomach, weak.

"Sir, I can't help you-"

"Yes you can!" Yelled the twenty two year old, ready to retort when a shrill voice caused him to cease all thoughts.

"Nathan!" The voice became louder as it moved through the crowd, which is till an 18 week protruding woman could be seen, lush curls standing out as she moved as rapidly as she could towards him.

"Nathan Scott, enough!" Yelled the blonde as she reached him, her eyes searching his, trying to read his unreadable expression before giving an apologetic gaze to the cop before looking back at him. She sighed sadly as she looked back at her best friend, her gaze never wavering from his, she can see past the masked anger that had been reflecting his face and could see sorrow, despair cloud his saddened eyes. She wrapped her arms around her, signaling she was there for him and watched as he clutched to her pregnant form. He was simply a mass of defeated flesh, wanting to find his son and bring him back into the crowd of people that were waiting for him, his family. She rocked him back and forth as he shook violently and looked up at him sadness rushing through her.

"Nathan, you can't keep doing this. The cop can't help you till it's been 24 hours. You need to get your head out of your ass, Scott." She took a deep breath. "You need to be there for, Haley. She's a mess without you, Nate. You need to be there for her, like man and wife should. We'll find him, I promise." Muttered the blonde as she stirred the defeated man in front of her back into his house, and into the arms of his equally broken down wife.

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Brooke Davis rushed through the door of the Naley house, stopping for a minute to regain her breathing and place a hand on her protruding belly of 8 weeks before settling to her conquest once again and entering the Naley house that reflected sadness once again. She had no idea what was going on, she had tried calling Lucas and Peyton, Nathan and Haley yet no one answered making worries flow through her. She had the deep thought that something had gone wrong and speeded here as soon as she could, worries watching her every move. Her eyes searched for a sign of any of her friends in the spacious house and felt her eyes widen as she saw a former friend of her's walk through the kitchen and speeded towards him.

"Mouth!"

"Brooke."Said the twenty two year old man as he walked towards her before wrapping his arms around the woman who had now formed a slight bump on her belly. "You're pregnant?"

"Yes, deets later. What's going on! I've been trying to reach everyone the past hour and a half!"

"You mean you don't know?"

"Of course I don't know- what don't I know?" asked the brunette worriedly as the deep feeling in her struck her harder.

"Jamie's missing." Said Mouth shaking his head sadly, Brooke sat down slowly as she felt her head spin. The new found information, digesting through her slowly.

"He- he's what?"

"He's missing, Brooke. " He sighed as he took the position of sitting beside her. "It gets worse, guess who decided to kidnap him?" At her transparent confusion, he sighed. "Dan-"

"Dan-Dan, Dan Scott." At his grim nod, she gasped her hand over her mouth in shock."Oh my god!" She looked up at him in horror.

"How did he-"

"We have no idea, Brooke."

"Oh my gosh- God, how's Nathan and Haley, they must be taking this hard." Asked the brunette, worry once again flashing through her for her friends and they're son.

"Lucas and Peyton are trying to calm them down, right now. Haley's a mess- she refuses to eat or sleep muttering an occasional 'my boy' every now and then and Nathan it's like he's barely there." Said the twenty two year old man, causing Brooke to look up at him with fear.

"Did they call the police? What about Kaylee?"

"Kaylee's with Karen, Lucas drove her there not wanting to risk her disappearing next and as for the police, they refuse to look into this till it's been twenty four hours."

"Unbelievable!" rasped the brunette angrily which Mouth could only nod at.

"You can say that again." Suddenly Chase Adams ran through the house, breathing heavily, and worry flashing through him, his eyes searching rather rapidly for his girlfriend.

"Brooke!" Yelled Chase in a hurry as he ran to his sobbing girlfriend and held her in his arms.

"Jamie's missing." Cried out the protruding blonde and Chase felt shock run through him, before turning his sole attention to his girlfriend.

"We'll find him." Said the brunette as he rocked his girlfriend back and forth and Mouth who had been watching the encounter sighed as he wanted desperately to believe the spoken fact before walking up the stairs to check on the four set of friends upstairs and find Millicent.

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James Lucas Scott felt fear rush through him as the knocks grew louder, stronger and closed his eyes briefly before peaking his head out of the bathroom tub and slowly walking out the door. He looked around in fear at the dark, boisterous room in front of him. He was beyond scared, the place terrified him, and he felt like he was in a haunted room with no escape. He had been believed to playing hide and seek with Nanna Carrie, only later discovering that the woman herself had left somehow and left him in the house all by himself, which is when the knocks had started.

"Jamie! Jamie, open this door!" Yelled a familiar voice and he felt himself freeze in horror as he recognized the voice rather instantly.

"Grandpa Dan." Whispered the little boy to himself, replaying the scene of his parent's reaction as he had told them of their first encounter.

"Jamie! Open the door for good ole Grandpa Dan." The little boy shook his head, his eyes wide in fear as he backed up in hopes that he'd go away. He suddenly wished he'd open his eyes, his parents looking at him in worry telling him that this whole scenario was nothing but a dream and that he could sleep in their bed that night, in their arms. He shot his eyes open, the darkness of the house greeting him and slumped to the floor, hugging his knees as fear clouded his vision.

"Jamie, open this door! I can bring you home, back to Momma and Poppa!" Yelled the man himself and Jamie felt his little body stiffen. He was torn, he wanted desperately to go home but his parents had told him he was bad news and you should always listen to your parent's right?

"Jamie, don't you wanna go home? I can do that, just be a good boy and open this door! Nanna Carrie's bad news, son." He didn't know what to do, he was torn once again. Could he be right? He didn't know what to believe any more. He closed his eyes briefly, the room terrifying him and the gut instinct of believing his grandfather stuck out more than ever. He opened his eyes quickly and opened the door, rushing into his grandfather's arms.

" Grandpa Dan!" cried out the little boy helplessly and Dan could only carry the boy securely in his arms as he closed his eyes, sorrow rushing through him as he realized how much he had missed out on both of his grandchildren's life.

"Get your coat, son. We're going home." Rehearsed the man as he watched the little boy nod quickly his eyes wide before rushing into the room quickly. Carrie chose that time to walk into the room, her eyes widening in anger at the man in front of her, Dan saw her first and slammed her into the wall, his hands firmly wrapped around her neck in a chokehold.

"Listen closely; blink twice if you get my drift. You know Nathan Scott?" She blinked twice, trying desperately to suppress the pain that drifted through her throat.

"You like him, don't you? That's my son, I'm Dan Scott." Said the raven-haired man smirking as her eyes turned wide in fear. "If you decide to go anywhere near my family ever again, you just say this; I killed my brother in cold blood, I have no problem killing you." Said the raven-haired man harshly, his eyes boring into hers with tremendous spite and hatred.

"Stay away from my grandson." Was the last thing Nanna Carrie heard before her body fell limply to the ground and darkness surrounded her vision.

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"How is she?" asked Peyton, her eyes full of worry for her best friend's wife.

"Not well." Sighed Lucas as he took her in his arms. "She kind of has the right to considering her son's been kidnapped."

"He'll be okay." Rehearsed the blonde. "He has to be." Added the curly-headed blonde as she blinked back tears, causing Lucas to kiss her forehead and wrap his arms around her tighter.

"Did you talk to Ma?"

"Everything's fine, Karen's had a protective eye over both Lilly and Kaylee and hasn't let them out of her sight."

"I just- I can't-"

"You can't risk Kaylee disappearing on us, too." At his nod, she rubbed his back, comfortingly. " I know, Lucas."

"I can kill, Dan Scott. "Muttered the blonde spitefully. "Out of all days, all people why does it have to be us?"

"I don't have an answer to that, Lucas." Said the blonde regrettefuly as she looked up at him, her eyes widening as she felt an un-bearing emotion come through her and tears run through her face. Lucas looked down at her worriedly.

"What? What's wrong?"

"Feel that." Whispered the blonde as she led his hand to her swollen belly, Lucas's eyes widening as he felt the soft kicks his unborn baby was currently doing.

"Our baby-"choked up the blonde, hope crawling through him. Peyton looked up at him.

"His first kick, Luke. This means something, I think he's feeling our sadness and wanted to give us some kind of happiness." Explained the blonde as she clasped her hand over his, them both feeling the movements of their unborn baby.

"I love you, Peyt."

"I know, I love you too." Said the curly-headed blonde as she gave him a quick kiss. Nathan and a blood-shot Haley walked down the set of stairs, their expressions setting Lucas and Peyton straight back into depression.

"Hey- how's it going?" asked Peyton as she took Haley in her arms.

"It hurts- so much." Whispered the brunette in her pregnant friend's arms. "I just- I want"

"I know." Brooke walked in at that exact moment, the gang following her as she hugged the married couple.

"Hey- we heard , anything you guys need?"

"Our son." Choked up Nathan, as his masked emotions slowly dissipated. At that exact moment the door burst open and a four year old boy's shriek could be heard, emitting relief into everyone's system.

"Momma, Poppa!" Cried Jamie as he ran full speed ahead into his parent's arms.

"My boy!" Cried out Haley, relief and happiness surging through her as her and her husband caught the four-year old in their arms, tears once again reflecting her face.

"Who-wha?" choked up Nathan, happiness surging through him at his son being reunited in his arms.

"Grandpa Dan saved me, Poppa." Just then, Dan Scott walked into the house sending everyone into a flurry of mixed emotions and shock. They were so out of it from the man currently in the house that they hardly heard the door that opened from the back door and a brunette curly-headed woman and two children walk into the room. Kaylee looked up at her grandmother wondering why she had frozen and paled instantly and looked into the direction her eyes had been look at only to see a man that looked strangely familiar. She walked up to her parent's who had frozen in shock and looked up at them in confusion.

"Momma, daddy who's dat?" asked the three year old, blinking in confusement and before the parents could reply, Dan Scott took it as his chance and approached the little girl.

"I'm Dan, your grandfather. Nice to properly meet you, Kaylee Anne Scott." Replied the raven-haired blue eyed man, sending Lucas Scott into a rampage of fury.