Popular Fan Fiction
My idea of what should or could happen at the beginning of next season. It starts right at the end of the Season Finale of Popular. I did cut out some of the dialog.
Nicole, extremely pissed off at Brooke, drove her car towards the prom. Harrison had made his decision, making Brooke bolt from the table. Concerned for her sister, Sam, ran after her.
"Brooke, Brooke, wait," Sam cried out.
But Brooke didn't listen and walked away towards the exit. She then walked out of the prom and out into the street. Soon she heard screeching tires and saw head lights. Nicole grinned ear to ear as she saw Brooke standing in the road.
"Brooke, No," Sam yelled.
Brooke screamed in sheer fear. Nicole slammed on the breaks, and Sam took off, knocking Brooke out of the way. Sam's body impacted with the car and went flying, and Nicole crashed into a pole. Brooke, finally realizing what had happened, ran over to Sam. Her dress torn and covered in blood, Brooke took her fallen sister into her arms.
"You saved my life," Brooke cried.
"Had to," Sam said weakly, as she fought to stay conscious.
Brooke gently held Sam's body in her arms, crying softly. Harrison, after hearing the crash, ran outside to see Sam being held by Brooke. He stood there shocked and physically sick. He ran back inside and called 911 to report the accident. Then he ran back out, taking off his jacket and placing it on Sam's body. Then he kneeled next to Brooke, trying to comfort her.
"She saved my life Harrison," Brooke cried.
"She'll make it, she's strong. I'll be right back, I want to check on the driver," Harrison said, fighting his own tears.
Brooke nodded as Harrison ran over to the car. He noticed the driver as soon as he looked into the window. Nicole's head rested against the steering wheel. He checked for a pulse and found one. He shook his head as he smelled alcohol on her breath. He walked back over to Brooke.
"It was Nicole."
"Oh my god."
"She seems ok, some head damage, but she is pretty wasted."
"Wasted?"
"Drunk, Brooke, she is drunk."
"Oh god. She must have called George and that must have pissed her off, sending her completely off the deep end."
"Is Sam awake?"
"Yes and no. She keeps going in and out."
"Try to keep her awake, ok. I am going to wait for the paramedics."
"Thanks Harrison."
"You're welcome. I still care about both of you."
"I know."
Harrison ran off and Brooke still held onto Sam's body.
"Sam, come on, wake up," Brooke said, sternly.
"Five more minutes, mom."
"Come on McPherson, wake up."
"Brooke?"
"Yeah. Harrison called the paramedics. They should be here shortly."
"How bad am I?"
"Pretty bad, Sam. Nicole was the driver of the car."
Sam shook her head gently.
"Damn her," Brooke growled softly, "Sam, listen to me, we have a little sister waiting at home for us. I can't raise her right without you."
"Yeah, you'll corrupt her."
"Hey now."
Brooke looked up as she saw flashing lights and heard sirens.
"They're here Sam," Brooke cried.
The ambulance parked near Sam and paramedics rushed out, checking on Sam first. They put a horse collar around her neck, and placed her on a back board. Soon they put her on a gurney and put her in the ambulance. Brooke looked at Harrison.
"I'm going with her," Brooke stated, clearly.
"Wouldn't have it any other way. I'll call her mom and your dad, and tell them what's up. I'll have them pick me up, ok."
"Call the gang too, let them know?"
"Yeah. Man this is hard."
"I know."
Harrison hugged Brooke and she went into the ambulance with Sam. Brooke held Sam's hand. One paramedic stayed at the scene, to check on Nicole, as another ambulance came to the scene. Nicole had a wicked cut across her forehead, and a major hangover, but that was the main injury she had sustained. Sam, on the other hand, has severe lacerations all over her body, possible internal bleeding and broken ribs. Also she had a concussion. Brooke watched as paramedic hooked up an IV in her forearm.
"Please don't die on me, Sam, I do care about you. I'm sorry I always gave you a tough time. But you know what they say, opposites attract. This shouldn't have happened, it should have been me. Nicole is pissed at me, not you."
"Ma'am," the paramedic said calmly, "your friend here is really brave."
"Yeah she is. She isn't only my friend, she's my sister."
"My name is Jade, if you'd like to know."
"Brooke."
"Keeping her warm was a good idea, not only with the jacket, but with your body heat. You must really love her to ruin that dress with blood."
"I can buy a new dress, but not my sister."
"Yeah. Did you know the girl in the car?"
"Yeah, she was a good friend of mine, not any more though."
Jade just nodded as she kept checking Sam's vitals. Soon they reached the hospital and Sam was wheeled into the ER. Brooke sat in the waiting room waiting for Mrs. McPherson and her dad. She didn't know what to do, and she began to break down and cry. A few more minutes passed when Jade, the paramedic, came over to her, sitting next to her. Jade hugged Brooke gently, trying to soothe the girl.
"Your parents are on the way, and they just took her up to the OR. I am not gonna lie to you, her internal injuries were kinda severe and they are going to operate on her to close some of the ruptures and put her ribs back together. She is in severe but stable condition."
"Thanks."
"No problem. There are some kids in the other room waiting for her as well."
Brooke smiled and headed towards the other room. There, she was greeted by Harrison, Lily, Carmen, Josh, Mary Cherry, and Sugar. She walked over to Harrison and hugged him tightly. Carmen and Lily held onto each other while the rest of the group stood dumbfounded. Sam McPherson was someone who always kept them on their toes. Someone who always showed them love and group unity. She even looked past everything with Brooke and became close to her.
And Brooke herself had seen Sam in a new light. She never wanted this whole Harrison thing to break them apart, and now Brooke feared she would lose Sam before she could tell her how she really felt. Carmen looked at Brooke, and knew something else was wrong.
"Brooke," Carmen asked, "is everything all right?"
"It's just that I really don't want to lose Sam. And I am still in awe that Nicole would do such a thing."
"What do you mean," Lily asked.
"Nicole tried to run me down. She saved me. I left because of Harrison's choice and she came after me. I mean she didn't have to, she could have just stayed."
"Brooke, this isn't your fault, so don't start blaming yourself. It was that vindictive bitch Nicole," Lily said, anger laced in her voice.
"Lil's right, Brooky, Nicole has gone psycho and I don't think she'll be coming back from that trip anytime soon," Mary Cherry said.
Brooke sighed and sat down. Tears burned in her eyes.
'I swear,' Brooke thought, 'If you get through this Sam, I will tell you exactly how I feel about you.'
"Brooke," Mike called out.
Brooke stood and ran to her father, wrapping her arms around him tightly, sobbing into his chest. Jane was close behind with the newest addition to the family, Mackenzie. Jane held onto Brooke as well, all were crying, except the baby. Jane handed little Mac to Carmen, who took care of her while her mother went to find out the condition of her daughter.
"I am looking for a doctor," Jane called out.
Jade walked over to her and smiled.
"I am the paramedic who brought her in, ma'am. It was my last call of the night, and I decided to stick around for Brooke, though she doesn't know it. I am keeping an eye on your daughter ma'am. She is still in a serious, yet stable condition. Accidents like this are usually touch and go for the first 48 hours. But her vitals seem strong. That girl has got a lot of heart to nearly lose her life for someone who she used to be sworn enemies with."
"People change."
"Yes they do. Oh, I'm Jade by the way."
"Jane McPherson, Sam's mother."
"Well, as I said, its mostly touch and go, but I'll keep you informed. She was in the OR the last time I checked. She had some severe internal injuries, but things must be going some what ok if they haven't come out yet. I think the longer they are in their, the better chance she has to live."
"Thanks, Jade."
"Anytime."
Jade walked off towards the nurses' station and stopped in the shadows, watching Jane head back off towards their group. She quickly ran upstairs to where they were operating on Sam and watched quietly. She stared at the brunette and sighed.
'I know what my job is, and its to protect these people. I am doing my best, but sometimes my best doesn't feel good enough. If you're up there, lend me a hand here. I'm just a guardian angel, only you handle these types of things."
Her eyes fell back on Sam, and she noticed a small white light flowing into her body. She smiled and realized that everything was going to be just fine. A few minutes later the doctors were amazed that there wasn't that much damage to her organs, just some ruptured blood vessels and bruised organs. Doctor Tom Manson headed towards the lounge.
"Mrs. McPherson," Dr. Manson called out.
"That's me," Jane said, holding little Mackenzie.
"Your daughter is going to pull through. Just a few broken ribs, bruised organs, and some bleeding, but she is going to be all right."
"Oh thank goodness."
"She is a very lucky girl."
Brooke let out a sigh of relief. Her heart felt at ease.
"Can we see her," Brooke asked.
"She is still unconscious. Most likely by tomorrow she will be ready for visitors."
Brooke nodded slowly. Jane walked over to her and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Let's get you home."
Brooke slowly stood up and leaned against Jane. Mike looked at the rest of the kids.
"You guys should go home too. We'll let you all know what happens, and you can come back tomorrow."
The group all left, except for Harrison. He was even more confused than ever. He had never seen Brooke act that way about Sam before. At home, Brooke finally cleaned up, and walked to her dresser. There was a picture of her and Sam together, her eyes never left the picture.
"Oh Sam, I swear if you pull through, if you make it, I'll tell you exactly how I feel about you."
As soon as she said that, a flash if white appeared in her room, and Jade appeared in front of Brooke.
"Whoa, hold up, before you go psycho on me, let me explain. I am an angel Brooke, your angel."
"But you were the paramedic!"
"No, I am your guardian angel, but I also look out for the people you really care about and love."
"Sam?"
"Yes, Sam."
"Could this, all of this, have been prevented?"
"Sadly, no, but Sam saving you was not an option we had factored in, or predict for that matter."
"What are you saying?"
"She saved your life of her own free will and love, Brooke. You mean so much more to her than she ever lets on."
"Oh my," Brooke said, as she say on her bed, "Sam really does care about me."
"Yes, she does. And you care about her, more than you'll ever admit."
"I'm ready too."
"Even after the whole Harrison fiasco?"
"He may have made his choice, but I still have a choice to show her."
"True, very true. But she may fear it is a ploy."
"I know, I know. That is a chance that I will have to take."
"Listen, I have to go now. If you ever need me, I'll be around."
"Thanks."
Jade smiled at Brooke, then disappeared. Brooke laid down and fell into a fast, dreamless sleep. The next day she woke up and got changed quickly. She headed downstairs and ate a quick breakfast, then ran out to the car. She hopped in, and sped off towards the hospital. She parked the car and quickly ran inside. She walked over to the nurses' station..
"Hi, I am looking for Sam McPherson's room," Brooke asked the nurse.
"Friend or family?"
"Soon to be family."
"Room 219."
"Thanks."
Brooke then headed for the stairs and ran up them. At the second floor, she quickly opened the door and stared at the numbers.
"217, 218, oh here it is, 219."
Brooke gently knocked on the door and entered. Sam was laying in a bed with a heart monitor and breathing tub hooked up to her. Sam opened her eyes slightly and smiled when she saw Brooke. Brooke carefully made her way towards the bed, pulling up a chair along side. She sat down and took Sam's hand.
"Hey," Sam spoke softly.
"Hey. You look better."
"I feel better."
"Sam, there is something I have to tell you."
"What is it?"
"Ok, this is going to sound really weird, but just hear me out."
"Ok."
"Sam, last night I was visited by my guardian angel, and well, I really need to tell you some things."
"Ok."
"Sam, about this whole Harrison thing, its not you I am jealous of, its him."
"What?"
"I know that this has come at the most awkward of times, but I need to tell you, I realized last night that I love you, not just sisterly, but more."
Brooke looked deep into Sam's brown eyes, and Sam stared back. Inside, Sam knew that Brooke was speaking the truth.
"Why didn't you tell me before?"
"I guess I was afraid of losing you. I still am. You nearly lost your life to save me, and I knew that I had to tell you."
"Hey, listen to me, you'll never lose me."
"Good, cause I don't think I'll be able to handle it."
My idea of what should or could happen at the beginning of next season. It starts right at the end of the Season Finale of Popular. I did cut out some of the dialog.
Nicole, extremely pissed off at Brooke, drove her car towards the prom. Harrison had made his decision, making Brooke bolt from the table. Concerned for her sister, Sam, ran after her.
"Brooke, Brooke, wait," Sam cried out.
But Brooke didn't listen and walked away towards the exit. She then walked out of the prom and out into the street. Soon she heard screeching tires and saw head lights. Nicole grinned ear to ear as she saw Brooke standing in the road.
"Brooke, No," Sam yelled.
Brooke screamed in sheer fear. Nicole slammed on the breaks, and Sam took off, knocking Brooke out of the way. Sam's body impacted with the car and went flying, and Nicole crashed into a pole. Brooke, finally realizing what had happened, ran over to Sam. Her dress torn and covered in blood, Brooke took her fallen sister into her arms.
"You saved my life," Brooke cried.
"Had to," Sam said weakly, as she fought to stay conscious.
Brooke gently held Sam's body in her arms, crying softly. Harrison, after hearing the crash, ran outside to see Sam being held by Brooke. He stood there shocked and physically sick. He ran back inside and called 911 to report the accident. Then he ran back out, taking off his jacket and placing it on Sam's body. Then he kneeled next to Brooke, trying to comfort her.
"She saved my life Harrison," Brooke cried.
"She'll make it, she's strong. I'll be right back, I want to check on the driver," Harrison said, fighting his own tears.
Brooke nodded as Harrison ran over to the car. He noticed the driver as soon as he looked into the window. Nicole's head rested against the steering wheel. He checked for a pulse and found one. He shook his head as he smelled alcohol on her breath. He walked back over to Brooke.
"It was Nicole."
"Oh my god."
"She seems ok, some head damage, but she is pretty wasted."
"Wasted?"
"Drunk, Brooke, she is drunk."
"Oh god. She must have called George and that must have pissed her off, sending her completely off the deep end."
"Is Sam awake?"
"Yes and no. She keeps going in and out."
"Try to keep her awake, ok. I am going to wait for the paramedics."
"Thanks Harrison."
"You're welcome. I still care about both of you."
"I know."
Harrison ran off and Brooke still held onto Sam's body.
"Sam, come on, wake up," Brooke said, sternly.
"Five more minutes, mom."
"Come on McPherson, wake up."
"Brooke?"
"Yeah. Harrison called the paramedics. They should be here shortly."
"How bad am I?"
"Pretty bad, Sam. Nicole was the driver of the car."
Sam shook her head gently.
"Damn her," Brooke growled softly, "Sam, listen to me, we have a little sister waiting at home for us. I can't raise her right without you."
"Yeah, you'll corrupt her."
"Hey now."
Brooke looked up as she saw flashing lights and heard sirens.
"They're here Sam," Brooke cried.
The ambulance parked near Sam and paramedics rushed out, checking on Sam first. They put a horse collar around her neck, and placed her on a back board. Soon they put her on a gurney and put her in the ambulance. Brooke looked at Harrison.
"I'm going with her," Brooke stated, clearly.
"Wouldn't have it any other way. I'll call her mom and your dad, and tell them what's up. I'll have them pick me up, ok."
"Call the gang too, let them know?"
"Yeah. Man this is hard."
"I know."
Harrison hugged Brooke and she went into the ambulance with Sam. Brooke held Sam's hand. One paramedic stayed at the scene, to check on Nicole, as another ambulance came to the scene. Nicole had a wicked cut across her forehead, and a major hangover, but that was the main injury she had sustained. Sam, on the other hand, has severe lacerations all over her body, possible internal bleeding and broken ribs. Also she had a concussion. Brooke watched as paramedic hooked up an IV in her forearm.
"Please don't die on me, Sam, I do care about you. I'm sorry I always gave you a tough time. But you know what they say, opposites attract. This shouldn't have happened, it should have been me. Nicole is pissed at me, not you."
"Ma'am," the paramedic said calmly, "your friend here is really brave."
"Yeah she is. She isn't only my friend, she's my sister."
"My name is Jade, if you'd like to know."
"Brooke."
"Keeping her warm was a good idea, not only with the jacket, but with your body heat. You must really love her to ruin that dress with blood."
"I can buy a new dress, but not my sister."
"Yeah. Did you know the girl in the car?"
"Yeah, she was a good friend of mine, not any more though."
Jade just nodded as she kept checking Sam's vitals. Soon they reached the hospital and Sam was wheeled into the ER. Brooke sat in the waiting room waiting for Mrs. McPherson and her dad. She didn't know what to do, and she began to break down and cry. A few more minutes passed when Jade, the paramedic, came over to her, sitting next to her. Jade hugged Brooke gently, trying to soothe the girl.
"Your parents are on the way, and they just took her up to the OR. I am not gonna lie to you, her internal injuries were kinda severe and they are going to operate on her to close some of the ruptures and put her ribs back together. She is in severe but stable condition."
"Thanks."
"No problem. There are some kids in the other room waiting for her as well."
Brooke smiled and headed towards the other room. There, she was greeted by Harrison, Lily, Carmen, Josh, Mary Cherry, and Sugar. She walked over to Harrison and hugged him tightly. Carmen and Lily held onto each other while the rest of the group stood dumbfounded. Sam McPherson was someone who always kept them on their toes. Someone who always showed them love and group unity. She even looked past everything with Brooke and became close to her.
And Brooke herself had seen Sam in a new light. She never wanted this whole Harrison thing to break them apart, and now Brooke feared she would lose Sam before she could tell her how she really felt. Carmen looked at Brooke, and knew something else was wrong.
"Brooke," Carmen asked, "is everything all right?"
"It's just that I really don't want to lose Sam. And I am still in awe that Nicole would do such a thing."
"What do you mean," Lily asked.
"Nicole tried to run me down. She saved me. I left because of Harrison's choice and she came after me. I mean she didn't have to, she could have just stayed."
"Brooke, this isn't your fault, so don't start blaming yourself. It was that vindictive bitch Nicole," Lily said, anger laced in her voice.
"Lil's right, Brooky, Nicole has gone psycho and I don't think she'll be coming back from that trip anytime soon," Mary Cherry said.
Brooke sighed and sat down. Tears burned in her eyes.
'I swear,' Brooke thought, 'If you get through this Sam, I will tell you exactly how I feel about you.'
"Brooke," Mike called out.
Brooke stood and ran to her father, wrapping her arms around him tightly, sobbing into his chest. Jane was close behind with the newest addition to the family, Mackenzie. Jane held onto Brooke as well, all were crying, except the baby. Jane handed little Mac to Carmen, who took care of her while her mother went to find out the condition of her daughter.
"I am looking for a doctor," Jane called out.
Jade walked over to her and smiled.
"I am the paramedic who brought her in, ma'am. It was my last call of the night, and I decided to stick around for Brooke, though she doesn't know it. I am keeping an eye on your daughter ma'am. She is still in a serious, yet stable condition. Accidents like this are usually touch and go for the first 48 hours. But her vitals seem strong. That girl has got a lot of heart to nearly lose her life for someone who she used to be sworn enemies with."
"People change."
"Yes they do. Oh, I'm Jade by the way."
"Jane McPherson, Sam's mother."
"Well, as I said, its mostly touch and go, but I'll keep you informed. She was in the OR the last time I checked. She had some severe internal injuries, but things must be going some what ok if they haven't come out yet. I think the longer they are in their, the better chance she has to live."
"Thanks, Jade."
"Anytime."
Jade walked off towards the nurses' station and stopped in the shadows, watching Jane head back off towards their group. She quickly ran upstairs to where they were operating on Sam and watched quietly. She stared at the brunette and sighed.
'I know what my job is, and its to protect these people. I am doing my best, but sometimes my best doesn't feel good enough. If you're up there, lend me a hand here. I'm just a guardian angel, only you handle these types of things."
Her eyes fell back on Sam, and she noticed a small white light flowing into her body. She smiled and realized that everything was going to be just fine. A few minutes later the doctors were amazed that there wasn't that much damage to her organs, just some ruptured blood vessels and bruised organs. Doctor Tom Manson headed towards the lounge.
"Mrs. McPherson," Dr. Manson called out.
"That's me," Jane said, holding little Mackenzie.
"Your daughter is going to pull through. Just a few broken ribs, bruised organs, and some bleeding, but she is going to be all right."
"Oh thank goodness."
"She is a very lucky girl."
Brooke let out a sigh of relief. Her heart felt at ease.
"Can we see her," Brooke asked.
"She is still unconscious. Most likely by tomorrow she will be ready for visitors."
Brooke nodded slowly. Jane walked over to her and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Let's get you home."
Brooke slowly stood up and leaned against Jane. Mike looked at the rest of the kids.
"You guys should go home too. We'll let you all know what happens, and you can come back tomorrow."
The group all left, except for Harrison. He was even more confused than ever. He had never seen Brooke act that way about Sam before. At home, Brooke finally cleaned up, and walked to her dresser. There was a picture of her and Sam together, her eyes never left the picture.
"Oh Sam, I swear if you pull through, if you make it, I'll tell you exactly how I feel about you."
As soon as she said that, a flash if white appeared in her room, and Jade appeared in front of Brooke.
"Whoa, hold up, before you go psycho on me, let me explain. I am an angel Brooke, your angel."
"But you were the paramedic!"
"No, I am your guardian angel, but I also look out for the people you really care about and love."
"Sam?"
"Yes, Sam."
"Could this, all of this, have been prevented?"
"Sadly, no, but Sam saving you was not an option we had factored in, or predict for that matter."
"What are you saying?"
"She saved your life of her own free will and love, Brooke. You mean so much more to her than she ever lets on."
"Oh my," Brooke said, as she say on her bed, "Sam really does care about me."
"Yes, she does. And you care about her, more than you'll ever admit."
"I'm ready too."
"Even after the whole Harrison fiasco?"
"He may have made his choice, but I still have a choice to show her."
"True, very true. But she may fear it is a ploy."
"I know, I know. That is a chance that I will have to take."
"Listen, I have to go now. If you ever need me, I'll be around."
"Thanks."
Jade smiled at Brooke, then disappeared. Brooke laid down and fell into a fast, dreamless sleep. The next day she woke up and got changed quickly. She headed downstairs and ate a quick breakfast, then ran out to the car. She hopped in, and sped off towards the hospital. She parked the car and quickly ran inside. She walked over to the nurses' station..
"Hi, I am looking for Sam McPherson's room," Brooke asked the nurse.
"Friend or family?"
"Soon to be family."
"Room 219."
"Thanks."
Brooke then headed for the stairs and ran up them. At the second floor, she quickly opened the door and stared at the numbers.
"217, 218, oh here it is, 219."
Brooke gently knocked on the door and entered. Sam was laying in a bed with a heart monitor and breathing tub hooked up to her. Sam opened her eyes slightly and smiled when she saw Brooke. Brooke carefully made her way towards the bed, pulling up a chair along side. She sat down and took Sam's hand.
"Hey," Sam spoke softly.
"Hey. You look better."
"I feel better."
"Sam, there is something I have to tell you."
"What is it?"
"Ok, this is going to sound really weird, but just hear me out."
"Ok."
"Sam, last night I was visited by my guardian angel, and well, I really need to tell you some things."
"Ok."
"Sam, about this whole Harrison thing, its not you I am jealous of, its him."
"What?"
"I know that this has come at the most awkward of times, but I need to tell you, I realized last night that I love you, not just sisterly, but more."
Brooke looked deep into Sam's brown eyes, and Sam stared back. Inside, Sam knew that Brooke was speaking the truth.
"Why didn't you tell me before?"
"I guess I was afraid of losing you. I still am. You nearly lost your life to save me, and I knew that I had to tell you."
"Hey, listen to me, you'll never lose me."
"Good, cause I don't think I'll be able to handle it."