Author's Note: Hello, to all my faithful readers. I'm really sorry it's been so long, but I come baring an update. I've had sort of a writer's block for this chapter so that's why it's taken so long. I knew exactly what I wanted to happen, but I couldn't think of how to write it. After watching the eppy this week - Near Wild Heaven - I couldn't not do an update, there was so much Brooke/Haley action going on there, I was smiling the whole time. Anyway, that's all I've got to say right now, check back in with me at the end of this chapter. Enjoy.

...WWHT...

"Guys!" Peyton called into the pool house from her position just outside the door on the porch. Lucas glanced over at her, but Brooke kept her eyes locked on her girlfriend's face, afraid that if she looked away, she would lose Haley forever. "The ambulance is here."

"Finally," Luke sighed, nodding in Peyton's direction before turning his attention back to Brooke. "Brooke? Brooke, Peyton said the paramedics are here."

"She's not opening her eyes," was the only thing that Brooke would say. She didn't even seem to register Luke's presence beside her. Lucas watched with worried eyes as Brooke gently reached down and caressed Haley's face in a pointless attempt to wake her from her sleep.

"Brooke, she's not gonna wake up," Lucas tried to tell her. He understood that Brooke was worried, he was too, but he didn't think it would do any of them any good if Brooke went into some kind of shock right now. "We have to get her to the hospital."

"Baby, it's time to wake up now," Brooke whispered into Haley's deaf ears. A part of her knew that Haley wasn't going to answer her, but she wanted to believe with all her heart that Haley was just playing around. "Just wake up so I can look into those gorgeous brown eyes of yours."

"Brooke, come on," Lucas tried again as he gently laying a hand on her arm. The only indication she gave that she felt the touch was the slight flinch at the roughness of his hands. She didn't like how big and hard his hands were, she liked Haley's small, gentle ones. The ones that would roam all over her body and make her insides hum with pleasure.

"Where is she?" came a male voice from the doorway. Lucas looked back to find two guys standing at the door with Peyton, dressed down in full hospital clothes. Peyton pointed to where the three were huddled together on the floor and the two men took a step forward, but stopped when she called out to them.

"Wait," she called, stepping in front of them so they couldn't move any further. She held up her hand and glanced back at where Brooke was still whispering to Haley. She turned back to the men. "Just let me talk to her for a second."

"We really need to get her to a hospital as soon as possible," insisted the first guy, eyeing the scene before him. He wasn't sure what exactly was going on or how bad Haley's condition was, but he knew that it was always better to get the patient to the hospital right away.

"She'll tear your balls off," Peyton stated, her voice nothing but serious. Brooke was in a very fragile place right now and if someone tried to get her to do something she didn't want, all hell would definitely break lose. "Just give me a few minutes to calm her down." The paramedics shared a look before they both nodded.

"Fine."

"Just a few minutes." She smiled at them before turning around and walking over to join Lucas and Brooke. She moved around to knell on the other side of Haley so she was able to look Brooke in the eyes. She sent Lucas a glare. He immediately got the message and stood up, walking over to stand by the paramedics.

"She's not waking up," Brooke babbled again, her eyes still locked on Haley pale face.

"Brooke," Peyton called softly, knowing that force wasn't going to do her any good. Brooke never responded to it in a regular situation let alone this kind of one. When Brooke didn't move, Peyton reached out a placed her hand on top of Brooke's on Haley's face. "Brooke, look at me."

"Why won't see wake up?" Brooke asked, her voice cracking as her eyes fluttered up to meet Peyton's. The blonde had to fight down the sudden urge to look away as she saw all the pain in Brooke's eyes. She had never seen Brooke look as broken as did in that very moment. It wasn't until then that Peyton realized that Haley really was Brooke's other half.

"She will wake up," Peyton promised her, regretting it the moment the words slipped past her lips. She knew that they number one rule in situations like this was never to make promises you can't keep. She moved her hand to rest on Brooke's leg. "Those nice men over want to help Haley."

"Help her?" Peyton couldn't help but noticed that Brooke sounded like a little child who was trying to understand the concept of Velcro shoes. Peyton gave her what she hoped was a reassuring smile and nodded.

"You just have to let them get to her," Peyton explained, easing into the subject. She was afraid that she would freak out if she had to leave Haley's side. "Do you think you can move back for just a little bit so they can look at her?" Brooke's eyes dropped back down to look at Haley as she nodded her head slowly.

"Okay," was the only verbal permission she offered. Peyton squeezed her leg for support as she signaled the guys over. She took Brooke by the hand and helped her to her feet before leading her over to where Lucas was still standing. Once they reached his side, Brooke leaned almost all her weight against her best friend as she watched the strange men work on her girlfriend, completely ignoring anything that was being said between the two blondes beside her.

"Will she be okay?" Lucas asked, nodding his head in Brooke's direction. Peyton glanced down at her for a moment and shrugged, sending Luke a sad smile. As much as she wanted Brooke to be okay, she was much more worried about the other brunette that unconscious on the floor just a few feet away from them.

"If Haley is." Everything seemed to go by in a blur as the men checked Haley over and decided that they needed to bring her to the hospital to get some x-rays. They moved so fast that the next thing the others knew, Haley was up and on a stretched, being wheeled right past them. It took Brooke a moment to register what just happened before she snapped out of her daze and pulled away from Peyton, moving quickly to follow after them.

"I'm going with her," she stated, leaving no room for argument as she stepped up into the back of the ambulance with her girlfriend. The paramedics decided to was wisest not to mess with her agreed to let her stay. Peyton moved to join her best friends, but Lucas grabbed a hold of her arm before she could get far.

"I want to go," he stated. She looked at him in confusion for a moment, before making a gesture with her hands, indicating that she had no idea what the problem was.

"Then come," she answered, turning back around to walk over to the ambulance. Once again he stopped her. She spun around and looked at him in annoyance. "What?"

"Someone has to tell my mom," he explained to her. He knew that his mom loved Haley like she was her own daughter so she would want to be at the hospital. Peyton continued to look at him like he was crazy. "Can you go and pick her up?"

"No," she answered. "She's your mom."

"And Haley's my best friend," he stated. He looked at her with begging eyes and gave her the biggest pout he could muster. "Please, I really want to go to the hospital with her. Just go and get my mom. Please?"

"Err, fine," she groaned, giving in. She was never able to resist that kind of pout from anyone, especially someone as cute as Lucas. Luke gave her a winning smile and pulled her into a quick hug.

"Thanks, Pey," he cheered. He dropped her, kissed her on the cheek and ran over to ambulance, jumping into the back before they closed the door. Peyton watched as the men got into the front, started it up and pulled away, leaving her alone.

...WWHT...

"Hello?" Peyton called as she banged on the door. She was on her way to the Café when she remembered that Taylor was at home. She quickly turned her car around and headed back towards the James house to get Haley's sister. "Tay, open the door!" When nobody answered, Peyton tried the doorknob and was surprised to find it unlocked.

She walked in and immediately went into the kitchen, deciding that would be the best place to find the other blonde. She spotted a note attached to the fridge and stalked over to it. She grabbed it and read it over quickly. She dropped it on the counter and jogged back to the door, closing it on the way out.

...WWHT...

"Taylor," Peyton called over to the table she saw her at. Taylor was sitting in the corner of a small bar with four other girls, having some drinks. When she finally made it to the table, she looked at Taylor with extreme urgency.

"Hey, Pey," Taylor greeted her with a warm smile. "What are you doing here?" She realized that nobody new each other and shook her head. She turned to her friends and pointed to Peyton. "This is Peyton, one of Haley's best friends.

"Hey," Peyton snapped at them, really not in the mood for pleasantries at the moment. Taylor looked taken aback at her attitude. Peyton ignored her and grabbed a hold of her arm, trying to pull her out of the booth. "Come on, we've got to go."

"Where are we going?"

"Hospital," Peyton answered. That single word sent a chill down Taylor's spin and she felt a hand clench over her heart. "Something happened at the party. Brooke and Lucas are already down there. Let's go." Taylor apologized to her friends, which they waved off – telling her she needed to go and followed Peyton out of the bar.

...WWHT...

"Taylor James?" Karen exclaimed as she saw her walk in with Peyton at her side. She was so surprise to see her that she didn't notice thee grave looks on the girls' faces. "It's been way too long since the last time I saw you."

"Hi, Karen," Taylor sighed as the older woman pulled her into a warm hug. Karen noticed the sadness in her voice and pulled away to find a matching look of despair on both of their faces.

"What's going on?" she asked in a shaky voice. She looked back and forth between Peyton and Taylor for answers. Finally, Peyton stepped up.

"It's Haley."

...WWHT...

"Where is she?" Taylor called out as soon as the three of them entered the waiting room area. At the sound of her voice, Lucas jumped up from his chair and ran over to them, hugging Taylor first then his mom.

"Have you guys heard anything?" Peyton questioned, her eyes wandering to where Brooke was sitting alone at the other end of the room. He looked to Lucas and he shook his head, sadly. "What's up with her?"

"I don't know," he shrugged. "She hasn't said a word since we left Brad's house. She won't let me come near her, she just sits there." Karen knew what her son must be feeling and she laid a supportive hand on his shoulder.

"I'll go try to talk to her." Just as Peyton was about to move over to comfort Brooke, a doctor came strolling out of the double doors, with a chart in his hands. Before anyone else had a chance to react, Brooke was out of her seat and at his side in an instant.

"How is she?" she asked, looking up at him with begging eyes. She needed to know if Haley was okay, and she needed to know now before she went completely insane. "Is my girlfriend okay?" The doctor looked down at her, his eyes full of sympathy.

"I have some good news and some bad news." Brooke's heart dropped her feet and she felt all the air leave her lungs. Bad news? She couldn't deal with that right now, not ever. She felt her eyes start to water as she squared her shoulders and looked up at him, ready to hear the news.

...WWHT...

See? I told you it was going to be bad. I'm really sorry it wasn't that great, but I promise that next chapter will be better and hopefully there won't be such a long wait. Anyway, just wanted to let you all know that I made a great banner for this story, so if you want to see it, just ask me in you review and I'll be happy to send it to you. Thanks.