So this has been sitting on my computer for like ever! I just totally forgot i even wrote it. Well anyway it's extra long too! Thank Megan for the ending of this chapter! Remember to review!
After the long awkward silence Brooke thought she'd try it again.

"Is it safe to talk?" Brooke turned to Lucas timidly.

"I really don't want to talk anymore." Lucas turned away towards the ocean.

"Well good. You can listen." Brooke repositioned herself so Lucas would have to look at her regardless of his desires.

"I don't want to be around you right now." Lucas pleased for her to just leave him alone to his brooding.

"I kind of gathered that much," Brooke knew she had to make things better, "But I need to explain."

"No you don't!" Lucas didn't want to revisit the memory or the prior conversation, "You can screw around with whom you please!"

"I don't screw around Luke! I'm not like that anymore!" Brooke tried to keep herself under control, "You know that."

"No I don't." Lucas turned away, "I don't even know you anymore."

"I hate you Lucas!" Brooke screamed, "Look at what you've done to me. It's all your fault I'm the way I am!"

"You can never blame yourself can you? Nothing is ever your fault. You're fucking perfect!" Lucas was hit hard with Brooke's words.

"Do you see why I was hesitant to let you in?" Brooke turned to walk away.

"No Brooke, this one is all on you!"

"So, how'd it go?" Jake was sitting in the living room with Jenny, Adam, Summer, Seth, Ryan and Marissa.

"I think it's best if you left." Brooke said coldly, standing rigidly in the doorway.

"Brooke, I drove all the way from Savannah." Jake didn't understand the sudden change of heart.

"You should've called." Brooke was tired of people walking all over her. She was sick of getting hurt.

"I didn't have your number. You never called me." Jake was pleading his case.

"That should've been a hint." Brooke needed to the chaos.

"What happened Brooke?" Jake knew something was bothering her and he was going to find out, "Tell me."

"What do you want from me?" Brooke broke down in front of them all, "I don't have anything left to give!"

After a struggle Brooke was cradled in Jake's arms. The others didn't really know what to do other than go back to their video game.

"I think it's best if you lay low for a little bit." Brooke spoke finally afraid that Lucas would see the scene.

"You can stay with me." Summer surprised everyone. Everyone was listening but no one was willing to admit it so openly.

"Um, is that really a good idea?" Seth began sizing Jake up.

"Is Cohen insecure? Jealous?" Summer teased.

"Me? Jealous and insecure? And of him?" Seth covered, "So what he's got a buff body, plays basketball and girls, and knows how to work it. I'm not jealous."

"Good, then it's settled." Summer said, "Come on, we'll all head over now."

"You guys go ahead. I'm going to stay here."

"Oh too bad," Seth began walking towards the door, "Catch you later."

"Maybe I should stay too. Just in case you need something." Ryan offered. Really he just wanted to talk to Brooke alone.

"Of someone." Marissa mumbled. She wasn't blind. She saw the way Brooke had Ryan wrapped around her little finger. This manipulative streak must run in the family.

"I really just want to be alone." Marissa's words were like a slap in the face.

"Are you sure?" Ryan double checked.

"You heard the girl. Let's go." Marissa wasn't going to let Brooke steal Ryan away. If Ryan wasn't with her than no one could have him.

"So is everyone rich around here?" Jake said in awe of Summer's house.

"You haven't seen anything until you've seen Marissa's crib. It's a castle." Summer didn't like to admit it but she wished she had Marissa's house. She would be in heaven. But instead the castle was wasted on Marissa who really didn't want it in the first place.

"I'm just blessed I guess." Marissa replied sarcastically.

"And you better start appreciating it sister. There are less fortunate than you and you're taking it for granted." Summer said a-matter-of-factly.

"And would these less fortunate people be you?" Marissa teased with a bitter tone. She hated her money. She could do without it.

"Ladies, let's save this for a time when we have some mud." Seth said wrapping his arms around Summer in a sexual restraining way.

"Cohen!" Summer wiggled out of his grip and opened the door for everyone to follow her in.

"What guys doesn't want to see two hot girls mud wrestle?" Seth defended himself, "Am I right guys?"

"Yeah, I guess so." Jake and Ryan nodded. It was true. Though the occasion was rare it was thought about enough.

"You're such guys!" Summer, obviously agitated, fumed as they settled in.

"Thank you?" Jake was really unsure of how to answer that. Did she not realize they were all guys? How did she expect guys to act?

"I like this guy." Seth spoke rapidly, "You want to know why?"

"Not really." Ryan had heard so many of Seth's explanations to have heard them all.

"Well I'm going to tell you anyway." Seth said without taking a breath, "He has the balls to stand up to Summer. Who else does that?"

"Well she doesn't have all of us whipped." Ryan had his mind elsewhere. He didn't really care about this conversation at all.

"I'm working on you Chino. I almost have you right where I want you." Summer turned into the seductress she was.

"Uh, he's mine if you hadn't noticed." Marissa butted in. With Brooke on her mind, no one was getting anywhere near 'whipping' Ryan.

"Don't worry I don't need any scraps from Chino." Summer kissed Seth's cheek.

"Well that's more for me." Marissa challenged Summer's peck on the cheek for a full frontal make-out session.

This whole display confused Jake because he had seen Brooke kissing Ryan hours before. There was no way that Brooke was 'the other woman'; not after what Lucas did to her. He felt like he was on the outside looking in on this whole life style of the rich.

Brooke was unsure of what to do anymore. She tried everything she could think of and she still came out the loser. She still had a broken heart. She was let down time and time again. But was Lucas right. Did she really thinking she was so high and mighty? She used to come off as a bitch but now she was just a broken shell. She hated the way life was turning out.

The front door opened and slammed shut. Immediately Brooke knew Lucas was done with his alone time and just wanted to keep to himself. Brooke wasn't even sure if she should try talking anymore. She was tired of failing. She seemed to be failing at everything lately.

"Brooke, I have one question." Lucas appeared in the doorway. Brooke was surprised that Lucas was even attempting to talk to her. This wasn't the normal Lucas.

"I'm all ears." Brooke shifted Adam from her belly and sat to give her full attention to Lucas' question.

"Why are you so cold?" Lucas didn't move from his spot in the doorway where Lucas seemed to be comfortable.

"What?" Brooke was taken by surprise by Lucas' question.

"You heard me." Lucas softened his tone, "What happened to the Brooke I used to know? When did you go numb?"

"Do you really want to know Lucas? You're in for a ride." Brooke laid Adam on the cushion next to her as she composed herself to tell Lucas her reasons, "I grew up with parents that were never there. All they ever gave me was money in the bank. That's all they were good for. I started drinking by 13 and I was having sex at 15. I didn't give a fuck what happened to me. Then you came along and turned my world upside down. I let my guard down and fell in love. I was really stupid you know 'cause you reminded me exactly why I didn't fall in love. Guys just ripped my heart out time and time again starting with my father. All the other girls got to be 'daddy's girl' and what did I get? I got jack shit!"

"I thought you got over all that stuff?" Lucas moved closer towards Brooke. This was the old Brooke he knew. It scared him though because at that time she had scared him time and time again with all her drinking.

"You never really get over it Lucas. You of all people should know that. Look at you and Dan. You don't have the picture perfect father-son relationship if you haven't noticed."

"I just thought Jake was my friend. I didn't think he'd do anything with you especially when you were pregnant with my child." Lucas sat down and scooped Adam into his arms, "I guess I overreacted."

"The understatement of the year." Brooke moved away from Lucas. She really didn't really want to talk to Lucas right now. It's funny how when she wanted to talk he didn't and now that he wanted to talk she didn't, "Now you know how it feels."

"Was this just a way to get back at me because you're better than that? Plus Jake deserves better than playing part in your master revenge plan."

"Don't feel so special. I could give two shits if I get back at you because you're damn right I'm above that." Brooke stood up and began walking away, "I can't handle this right now. Give me my baby."

"He's mine too." Lucas was almost afraid to let Adam go with Brooke.

"I need him right now." Brooke broke into tears, "Just give him to me."

Once Adam was safely strapped into his seat Brooke made a much needed call.

"Hello?" Jake was a little surprised to see Brooke's number flashing on his phone though he was relieved.

"Where are you?" Brooke sobbed into the phone.

"At Summer's house." Jake's spidey-senses tingled that something was wrong, "Where are you?"

"I'm just driving around." Brooke looked around sobbing harder at the unfamiliar surroundings. This was not her home. She didn't even understand anymore why she even thought of coming here. She should've just stayed with Jake in Savannah and everything would've been great.

"Why don't you come here to Summer's?" Jake coaxed her as if she was a child.

"I don't want them to see me like this." Brooke whispered cautioning that they wouldn't hear her.

"Do you want me to come to you?" Jake, though he wasn't sure if it would be in his best interest to interfere with Brooke and Lucas' problem, knew that she needed him right now and that was all that mattered.

"No, I'm going to be at Summer's in a half hour at least. I just want to pull myself together." Brooke just wanted to be around friends now. She just needed friends; no parents or relatives or boyfriends.

"Well hurry, I don't want you driving around out there in the dark." Jake looked outside and saw a storm was rolling in. No natural storm would top the storm between Brooke and Lucas. When those two fight they really fight.

"Don't worry I'll be there." Brooke too could feel the storm in her bones. Maybe the storm would break the heat between everyone.

It took awhile but Brooke finally made her way to Summer's house. She was getting used to the abnormally sized mansion of Newport Beach. As she rang the bell, Jake opened it with open arms.

"You okay?" He asked holding both Brooke and Adam in a tight embrace.

"Much better." Talking about things that still haunted her from her past always made Brooke feel better although the initial reaction was messy.

"The TV just issued a storm warning. No one should be driving or be outside." Summer informed empting a cabinet filled with flashlights.

"Oh goodie!" Seth clapped his hands together like twelve year old girls at a Hanson concert, "Slumber party!"

"Cohen! You're so weird!" Summer threw a flashlight at him.

"And you still wouldn't love me any other way." Seth began planting kisses all over Summer's face and neck and as much as she tried to resist and get out of his arms she giggled and enjoyed it.

The first crack of thunder rattled the house. Adam, who had been deathly afraid of storms since birth, began screaming. In the panic of lights flickering, babies screaming and people jumping, lightening flashed scaring everyone almost to death.

"Could I lay him down in a room or something?" Brooke asked Summer as she tried to calm Adam down.

"Yeah sure." Summer said pulling Brooke up the stairs and into a room.

As Brooke rubbed Adam's back in another attempt to calm him down Jake burst through the door soaking wet, carrying Jenny and a playpen.

"Thought we could put them down for a nap in this and you could rest too." Jake was concerned about the dark circles under Brooke's eyes.

"No I can't sleep just yet." Brooke held Jenny while Jake unfolded the playpen, "We'll let them nap while we join the party downstairs."

"Are you sure? We could just stay up here and talk if you want." Jake offered hoping that Brooke would clue him in on what's going on.

"I've done enough talking today. I want to just hang out with friends." Brooke kissed both Jenny and Adam before heading for the door, "Are you coming or what?"

"Coming dear!" Jake laughed as he chased Brooke back down the stairs trying to give her a slimy wet hug.

Brooke excused herself to use the bathroom and just as she left her phone began jingling in her jacket pocket. Seeing it was Lucas' number Jake decided it be best if he answered it to try to sort things out with Lucas.

"Hey." Jake doubted his decision when he heard Lucas' angry sigh.

"What are you doing answering Brooke's phone?" Lucas asked trying to keep his cool.

"She's in the bathroom." Jake didn't exactly know what to say to Lucas anymore. They had grown so far apart over the past year or so, "Is there anything you want?"

"Just wanted to make sure she wasn't out in that storm." Lucas kept his focus on Brooke and not his anger towards Jake, "It's getting pretty nasty.

"Yeah don't worry." Jake reassured him, "We're all over here at Summer's."

"Okay, well just tell her to give me a call when she can okay." Lucas hung up feeling more torn than before he made the call.

The wind outside was blowing the trees nearly sideways, pelting rain at the house. The storm fit perfectly with the way Brooke was feeling at the moment wishing she could vent her anger and everything else like the rain. But people wouldn't be ready for that. They couldn't handle that.

As the hours dragged by the sky got darker and the storm more violent. Things didn't look like they'd be letting up anytime this night. There was no cable, bad radio reception and no internet. They teens were running out of any other ideas except going to "sleep" in their respective couples.

That night Brooke and Jake had a small argument concerning the sleeping arrangements. Jake wasn't exactly comfortable sleeping with Brooke if there was a possibility she was going to pick Lucas.

"Brooke, it's fine, I can sleep in the chair." Jake figured it'd be less painful this way and plus there would be less question to answer in the morning.

"No, Jake. There is plenty of room here. Look at this bed; it's like huge. Jenny and Adam can both fit in there and we can share the bed." Brooke insisted but at the look on Jake's face she changed her mind. "Unless you'd prefer to get a stiff neck, sleeping in the chair."

"Either way there'll be a stiff something." He muttered under his breath. "Ok, if you don't mind sharing your beds, then I'm cool."

So now they finally got comfortable next to each other. Jake sifted to face Brooke, watching her sleep. As they both drifted off into an uneasy slumber Jake found himself holding her hands.

As she lay there with her eyes closed he whispered, "Brooke..?" After receiving no reply he leaned forward and kissed her forehead. A smile spread across her face and her hands relaxed. For some reason it just felt right. Right in that moment nothing really mattered. The world was revolving around them and it just felt so good.

Jake turned on his back and stared at the unfamiliar ceiling for a moment, thinking and then he quietly and carefully climbed out of the bed trying not to disturb Brooke's slumber.

The was a chair not far from where Adam and Jenny slept in the fold up playpen. He moved it a little closer and watched his daughter and Brooke's son as they slept. Thy looked as content with each other as Brooke and Jake felt. Jenny and Adam were like brother and sister. For hours Jake sat starring at the two beautiful children before him. At some point just before morning he drifted off to sleep.

At about seven in the morning, though it wasn't obviously by the darkness that still surrounded them, Brooke woke to find half the bed empty. At first she thought it was just a dream but she remembered the conversation they shared just before going to sleep and the kiss that had been planted on her forehead. It were these small caring gestures that made her decision so hard.

"Jake?" She called, trying not to wake Jenny and Adam. She sat up and spotted him, hunched over in the chair near the crib. Her heart was racing a million miles a minute remembering all of yesterday's events. What was she going to do now?

She climbed out of the bed and walked over to the three sleeping angels. She leaned down and kissed Jake on the cheek before turning to the bathroom. As quickly as possible, Brooke took a shower before anyone else woke up, and as she came out towel drying her hair. As if on cue, Adam woke up and began to cry.

"Oh, baby, shh. Come here," Lifting her son out of the crib, Brooke tried to quiet him down before the other two occupants of the room woke up. She rocked Adam, trying to get him to settle down. Brooke knew that Adam felt her pain and it was making him sad too. Just as he stopped crying Jake's head rose and he looked at them.

"Was it my imagination, or did somebody kiss me just now?" Jake asked standing up and stretching out his sore muscles.

"That depends, on whether or not somebody kissed me last night." Brooke replied with a smile and hearing voices downstairs decided to get Adam some breakfast.

"Well, I guess I'm not making stuff up in my head." Jake replied, walking to the bed and redressing himself in yesterday's clothes. A smile spread across his face thanks to his new found hope for another chance with Brooke.

"That's good. Now, why did you leave the bed? I told you, you would get a stiff neck if you slept in that chair." Brooke asked, not waiting for an answer, leaving Jake with another amazed look on his face.