He came from behind and attacked Dan. The gun left his hand and flew over the floor. Nathan was quickly down on the floor and grabbed it. Jake was still trying to hold Dan down. He had come from nowhere and they were all so grateful. He had managed to save all but one. Brooke was sitting next to his dead body. She was shaking and crying. He had saved her from a certain death and now he was gone. "Come here, Brooke."
Peyton sat down at a chair; Jake had found her sitting outside. Together they had gone back inside and saw Dan Scott standing over their friends, threatening them with a gun. Jake had managed to keep her calm and when he saw an opportunity he had jumped Dan from behind. Just when he was about to shoot Brooke and he had jumped in front of her and saved her. Jake was sad to see his friend dead, that he hadn't been able to save him too.
He held her in his arms. She was shivering and he took his hands up and down her arms to try and calm her. "He saved me…" She whispered. "I know, baby. I know. And I'm so grateful for that" She shook her head. "He saved me and now he's dead. It should have been me." He held her tight and whispered calming words in her ear. "Don't say that. I don't know what I'd done if I lost you and our baby." He looked down at Julian's body. He didn't know what to feel. He was grateful and surprised. Julian had saved Brooke's life, he didn't know why, but that didn't matter. He would be forever grateful. "Look, Luke. He has something in his hands. She bent down and touched Julian's arms. "It's a picture." She said and showed it to him. The sight gave him a little shock. "She looks just like you." He said and she saw it to, the woman in the picture looked like she could be her sister, or mother. She turned it over and looked at the back. "Love mum." She whispered. He kissed her hand. "That explains a lot."
He saw the police coming and getting Dan. He didn't bother standing up. He didn't want to look or talk to his father. Peyton was still sitting silently on the chair. "Are you alright?" Brooke asked. She didn't answer, she just shook her head. Brooke went over to her. "Sweetie, what's wrong?" Peyton lifted her head and looked at her best friend. "My water broke."
It was all a blur after that. They got her to the hospital. Jake was holding her hand all the way there while she was screaming that she couldn't have the baby. It was too soon. She was afraid her child wouldn't survive. Brooke and Lucas stayed behind; she wanted to be there next to him until they came for his body. When they'd seen him off they went to the hospital to see Peyton.
"How is she?" Brooke asked when they finally arrived. "She's in labour, but she refuses to deliver the baby. She's putting up a fight against the doctors. Jake is trying to calm her down and tell her it's going to be alright. Bit she won't listen, eventually they have to drug her." Haley said and sighed. "She's having this baby tonight, whether she wants it or not." Brooke held her hand in front of her mouth and had to sit down. Poor Peyton, why couldn't it been over by now? Why did all this have to happen? Lucas sat down next to her and took her hand. "It's going to be okay." He said calmly. "No, it's not, Luke." She breathed in and out. She didn't feel good. Her body was trying to tell her something. "Something's wrong, Luke." That was all she managed to say before she laid lifeless on the floor. "Brooke!"