This story is set pretty much where we are after "I Shall Believe". This part takes place a few days after that story. In the next chapter, there will be a flashback to explain what is going on in this chapter.

Please feel free to comment and tell me what you really think. I'm a huge fan of constructive criticism, and this being my first time around, I suspect there is a lot I need to improve upon.

Anyhoo, no need to delay anymore with non-OTH stuff.

Title: All of Me (named after Evanescence's song which will appear eventually)

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Well, except for a cute pair of socks with penguins on them, but that is besides the point.

Rating: R...eventually. You have been warned. Note: This story has already been completed and posted at another One Tree Hill Fanfiction Board. If you're really motivated, you could try to find it –or- you can email me for the link (

Chapter One:

"Hurricane Ivan is ripping its way up the Carolina shores," the television blared on its up-to-date report on the current weather disaster. "Residents are advised to seek shelter."

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Nathan continued his run through the familiar streets of Tree Hill. The rain pounded against him. His clothes were soaked completely through, but he didn't care. For years, he had darted through these well-worn paths with his father, and the stream of water from the sky was no harsher than most of what his father had been drilling into him since as long as he could remember. The sweeping winds chilled his drenched frame to the bone ignoring his presence as they continued their destructive course. By the time he was numb, the winds picked up, whirling around him and finally begging him for attention. He was reminded of his mother. Regardless of all of her noble attempts in the past handful of months, he couldn't forgive her of neglecting him for so many years. And now that she wanted him, he was numb. He couldn't decide. He wouldn't decide between two houses of abandon.

This was stupid. He knew that for sure. There was a hurricane raging through Tree Hill and the surrounding area, and here he was. Running. Running like the child he was and probably always would be. On the superficial level, he was running away from the choices he needed to make. He was looking for a distraction in the midst of Scott-imposed turmoil. It wasn't working.

He didn't know where he was going – well that was lie. He knew exactly where his feet were taking him – to the only place he ever wanted to be. Towards the only beautiful distraction in his life. She was his refuge. She was his shelter.

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Dan's SUV swerved across the lanes of Main Street. The winds were too strong to continue driving. He needed to stop and luckily he had reached his destination. It was the only place he could think of.

As he dashed to the door dodging debris of the storm, he felt relief when he saw some lights still on in the small building. Someone was there. Someone could help him. He must have been desperate to come here, he thought as he gripped the door handle and pulled. It was locked. Of course it's locked, he thought. She's a smart woman. She would be prepared. She was always prepared. He sneered to himself, except perhaps when it counted the most.

He pounded on the door, hoping against hope that someone could discern his fist's sound from the downpour beating against the glass surface.

Her head peered around the corner. Her eyes locked onto someone – his details blurred by the ruthless climate outside. She moved slowly across the floor and jiggled the lock. Her arm rushed him in, sealing the door behind him.

"Dan?" she wondered aloud not bothering to conceal the shock. Her gentle eyes searched over him for an answer.

"Karen," he said, his mouth forming the word more naturally than he would have liked, "is Nathan here?"