(yes it has taken me forever, no hate yet, just read and review :) )

"How is she? Wil she be okay?" Peyton asked, jumping to the point of this conversation.

"Your daughter will be..." Peyton grabbed Lucas' hand, squeezing tightly, almost too hard for his liking.

"She will be fine, from what we can tell she will wake up soon. But" there was always a 'but, "she may be at a loss of memory for a bit. Not forgetting long term things, but things that may have happened in the last couple weeks. Take it slowly with her, you may see her know too," And with that, he walked off, after leaving directions to their daughter's room. They walked slowly, Lucas arm protectivly around his wife's shoulder. Peyton wasn't sure what she would look like, hopefully it wasn't too bad. Room 409.

"Oh my god," Peyton looked into the room to see her daughter there, lying on the pale hospital bed. She looked peaceful. Her eyes close, bandage over head head, a few bruises on her arms. She took a seat beside the bed, brushing a stray hair away from her daughter's face. Trembling, she leaned against Lucas. He put his arm around her and hugged her, knowing this was the time she needed it the most.

Brooke had fallen asleep on the couch but was woken up to someone tugging on her sleeve. She groggily opened her eyes to see Lucas and Peyton's youngest, bawling her eyes out.

"Penny? Are you alright?" Brooke asked, sitting up. She had visited Lucas and Peyton a few times before they had moved so Penny knew who she was and even called her aunt Brooke.

"Auntie Brooke, it's all my fault, because Callie is in the hospital, it's because of me!" she wailed out, sitting beside Brooke on the couch still in her pajamas.

"Honey, it's not your fault, it was the person driving the car, not you, she'll be fine"

"No, I was the one who distracted mom and daddy so she could sneek out and then she got hit all because of me," Penny sobbed, calming down a little bit.

"Penny, your sister will be fine and after we get your brother up we can go and see her and see your mom and dad, okay?" Penny nodded and leaned on Brooke's shoulder. She's fine, Penny thought, at least she better be.

About an hour later, Brooke, Penny and Cameron walked into the hospital, Brooke on the cell phone with Lucas.

"Room what? Shouldn't I see you by now if we are in the-" She smirked as she saw Lucas standing across the hall from her on his phone.

"You better not have wasted my minutes Scott," Brooke said as Penny let go of her hand and ran over to her dad. Penny burried her head in her dad's side, not wanting to start crying again. Lucas gave Brooke a confused look. Brooke mouthed back, 'talk to her'. Lucas looked down at his daughter and murmured something about going for a walk. He let his arm drift over her shoulder as they made their way down the hallway.

"Penny, honey, is something wrong? Wait, that's a stupid question, what's wrong?" Lucas looked down at her as the walked down the silent hallways of the hospital. Muffled cries came from Penny.

"It's my fault," she said shortly, looking down. Lucas stopped her. He didn't know why his youngest daughter was acting this way but if there was anything to feel right now it would be guilt for the person recklessly driving.

"Honey, what do you mean? This isn't you fault, why would you think that?" he protested, looking down inher tear stricken eyes.

"I didn't have a nightmare last night, Callie asked me to distract you and mommy and then she didn't come home, and now she's in the hospital, all because of me," Penny said, looking away from her dad. Lucas bent down to be level with his daughter.

"Penny, don't think that, please, it's not your fault, don't think that, " he said as he gave her a big dad hug.

"Is Callie okay"

Lucas wasn't too sure on how to answer that, "Let's go see her and mom, okay"

"Alright, I love you dad"

"I love you too kiddo"

Nathan awoke feeling tired and upset. He thought for a second and remembered everything that had happened with Callie last night. Fighting in the cafe. Her storming out.

"I'm such an idiot," he said quietly, realising his wife wasn't in bed beside him.

"Haley?" he questioned out loud, loudly. Suddenly she appeared in the doorway, a tense look of worry on her face.

"What's wrong?" he asked, jumping up to her side.

"Callie got hit by a car on the way home last night, she's in the hospital"

dun dun dun, sorry it took me forever to update, you probably hate me, question tho: would u hate me if i killed off callie? just for drama and an ending to the story? im not saying i will, just options, let me know and any ideas welcome! im sorry that was short and bad but ive been busy! R&R