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Note: Thank you SO MUCH for the reviews! I really enjoy them! Tomorrow I am going to be going out of town until the 9th, so I won't be able to update:( I will try to get another chapter in tomorrow morning! Until then...here is the nest chapter

As the taxi cab came to a halt outside of the Scott residence Brooke took in a deep breath and opened the cab. After paying the driver and grabbing her bags she headed for the red door. Her red door. The one that Lucas had painted there for her. All the lights were off and Brooke prayed that Lucas was home.

She quietly knocked on the door. No answer. She tried again to no avail. She tried the handle but it was locked. 'Just great,' she thought. She tried peering his window to see if he was sleeping. She couldn't see Lucas, but she did see a note. She craned her head to see if she could make out any of the words.

She could only make out one.

"Brooke." It was the last word on the page.

She suddenly felt nervous. What did it say? Had he seen her coming and changed his mind? She needed to read that note. Fishing out her phone from her purse, she quickly dialed the first number in her phone's memory.

"Haley! Hey it's Brooke. Do you know if Lucas's house has a hidden spare key?" She spoke so fast her words jumbled together and Haley could barley hear her.

"Brooke, are you okay? Spare key? Where's Lucas?" Brooke stomped her foot. She needed Haley to help her fast. The suspense was killing her.

"Haley, please. Key?" Haley was quiet on the other end.

"Tutor girl, you there?"

"I have a key, I'll be right there." Click.

She'd be right there? Haley was in New York. How could she be "right there?" Brooke slid down against the door and began to cry again. Why wasn't Lucas there? Had he given up so quickly? She closed her eyes and tried to push all thoughts away. It wasn't till about ten minutes later that she heard someone walking up. She shot up, wanting to see his face. But no, it wasn't Lucas. A tired, crying girl with piles of heavy in her hands was standing before her.

Haley James-Scott.

"Haley?" Brooke shot her a questioning look. Haley dropped her bags on the ground and threw her arms around Brooke. Brooke stepped back at first, shocked at this action, but then she slowly placed her arms around her friend and hugged her.

"Are you okay? Why are you in Tree Hill?" Haley slowly pulled back and frowned.

"Brooke, I have made a lot of mistakes and I think it's too late to fix them." Brooke hugged her friend again. "I know what you mean. Have you gone to see Nathan?" Haley's breath caught in her throat at the mention of his name, but she nodded.

"He told me to leave. That I had broken his heart and I couldn't fix it." She managed the words through sobs. Brooke's eyes began to water. Had she done that to Lucas?

"Haley, I know he still loves you. He has to. He can't just give up on you now. He can't just move on.." Brooke stopped herself. Was she talking to Haley or herself? Her thoughts quickly shifted to the note.

"Um..do you have the key?" Haley nodded and pulled a small, gold key from her key chain. Brooke grabbed the key and jammed it into the door. Feeling Haley's confused gaze Brook stopped.

"I've made mistakes to. I don't know what I'll do if I can't fix them. Haley nodded and turned the handle.

Brooke's heart was racing a million times per minute as she made her way towards the bed. As she picked up the note her hands began to tremble.

"Made a mistake. Gone to California for Brooke."

Brooke slowly sat down on the bed. He had gone after her. He must love her. She slid the note into Haley's hand. Her eyes grew big as she read it.

"Oh my gosh." Brooke shook her head.

"I know. He went after me. I can't believe it." Haley smiled and squeezed Brooke's hand. Brooke smiled. She still couldn't put her head around it. Then, her heart lurched.

She wasn't going to be on that flight. Lucas didn't know that she had turned around.

He was about to board a flight to California without her on it.

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Lucas jumped out his car and ran through the airport. What flight had Brooke been on? Delta? Continental? He ran up to a random desk.

"I need a flight to California. San Diego." He gasped for air as the lady looked up flight information. She smiled.

"You're in luck, one person hasn't showed up on our 9:30 flight. I think we can squeeze you in if the Miss Davis doesn't show up." Lucas's head shot up.

"Miss who?" The women, who was busy weighing another travelers bags didn't bother to check the screen again.

"A Miss David sir." Lucas's heart dropped. He could have sworn she had said Davis. The woman handed him his ticket and pointed him down the hall.

"Gate 33. You'd better run. They are already boarding." He nodded and took off. He had to make this flight. Brooke couldn't leave yet. Reaching the gate he saw the gate director slowly closing the boarding door.

"Wait! I have a ticket!" He yelled.

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Brooke jumped up off the bed and grabbed her phone which she had left on the floor outside.

"Please answer!" She quickly dialed the only number she knew by heart and pressed the phone to her ear. Each ring got louder and louder. "Hey this is Lucas, leave a message." Beep.

"Don't get on the plane Lucas! Please! I'm coming. Just stay in the gate. Don't get on the plane!" After hanging up the phone she grabbed Haley's arm and pulled her out the door.

"Where is your car?" Haley gave Brooke a look.

"Brooke, I don't have a car. I had to walk here from Nathan's!" Brooke's eyes widened. This could not be happening. Once again she reached for her phone. She needed someone with a car.

"Peyton...Yeah it's me Brooke...long story...I need a ride...to the airport...as soon as possible is an understatement!...Thanks...I'm at Lucas's...I'll explain later...okay. She snapped her phone shut and sat down on the ground.

This was going to be a long night.