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Chapter 17 Saying a Prayer

Peyton and Lucas had been together for a mere hours before Haley and Nathan were privy to the information. The rest of their family and friends were kept in the dark, mostly because both parts of the couple were still confused as to their complete feelings. A week after showing up at the apartment in the middle of the night, Peyton found herself at a playoff basketball game.

The crowd was louder than usual that evening, becoming more chaotic with each pass of the basketball. Haley was reading her Spanish book, repeating conjugated verbs under her breath. Sitting next to her was an intently concentrating Peyton. Strangely enough, she was not concentrating on the game. Instead, her hazel gaze was locked on the sketchbook that she held on her knees. She was working on a picture of the brothers on the court. Both girls' concentration broke when there was a thud on the court and an audible gasp from the crowd surrounding them.

Immediately snapping to attention, Peyton's heart dropped when she saw that Lucas was on the ground, surrounded in a circle of his teammates, the coach, and the team doctor. Somehow the two girls made it onto the gym floor and avoided the security men trying to keep everyone off the court and away from the action. The team trainer was on the opposite side of Lucas, performing CPR. Peyton dropped to her knees next to Nathan and took Lucas's hand in hers.

"What happened?"

"He just dropped," Nathan said hollowly; he was still in shock after seeing his brother pass out.

"The ambulance is here," the coach bellowed over the commotion, causing the players to move out of their protective circle and allow the EMTs through. Peyton soon found herself whisked away, along with Haley, as Lucas was wheeled out of sight. Startled, she simply stood in the middle of the chaos until she felt Nathan pull at her arm.

"Let's go," he said in an unsteady voice. She followed him without questioning, climbing into the back of a Taxi with him and Haley. They reached the hospital just after Lucas and had to wait for quite some time in the waiting room. As immediate family, Nathan and Haley were attempting to fill out the forms that they nurse had shoved at them. Haley had already called Karen from the taxi to let her know what was going on; she didn't want someone from the school to call and needlessly scare the older woman.

Three hours after they had first arrived, a doctor finally appeared that was willing to talk to them. "Would you like to come to my office?" Seeing that they had no choice, the three stood and followed him a short distance to his office and took seats in front of his desk.

"Is my brother okay?"

"Mr. Scott is stable," the doctor answered. Not the answer they had been hoping for.

"What happened?" It was Peyton who finally spoke after the dreaded first answer.

"Are you family?" He said it as though it was the first time he had actually noticed a third person. The nurses had told him that a brother and a sister in law accompanied the young man.

"Yes," Haley injected before anything came of it. "What happened to Luke?"

"It seems that Mr. Scott had a heart attack."

"My God," Haley muttered as she squeezed Nathan's hand. Peyton dropped her head as tears began to well uncontrollably in her eyes.

"He is in stable condition. But I would like to know what he was doing on the basketball court."

"What do you mean?" Nathan asked as he rubbed Haley's back, trying to comfort her tears while still paying attention to the doctor.

"Doesn't Mr. Scott know that he had a heart condition? It's right in his file."

"Lucas took that test. It was negative."

"Perhaps he told you it was negative. But it certainly was not. Mr. Scott suffers from Hypertrophic cardiomyopathy, a condition I see his father also has been diagnosed with."

The title from this chapter comes from Kenny Loggin's "Somewhere Out There."