Disclaimer: I decided to add a disclaimer, I do not own One Tree Hill or the characters, but I do own this fanfiction. Mwuahaha. I am finally updating, yay. Enjoy.

About an hour or so later, time being around 10:30, Jake, Peyton, and Whitey were relaxed and ready to go. They said their goodbyes to Lucas and Karen and made their way out. While walking out, Keith was walking in. They said their simple hellos and left. Whitey decided that he would go home and relax.

"Aww, come on, coach," pleaded Jake. "It'll be fun. A ride around town."

Whitey laughed lowly. "I would, son, but I'm just not up to it today. Ms Sawyer," he started to say, turning his attention to Peyton. "Just make sure you bring that baby back to me when you're all done."

Peyton nodded and they waved to Whitey. It was goodbye only for now. As Jake got into the car, shotgun, with Jenny in the holder he wore, Lucas rushed out of the café and Brooke followed. Peyton raised her brows, confused.

"Brooke! Hey…umm…I didn't know you were here." Peyton stated, lowering her eyebrows. "Luke…"

Brooke smiled. "Oh, I was just helping Karen in the back with some boxes. I figured since I had nothing to do today, that I'd help Karen.

Peyton nodded thoughtfully, and Lucas continued.

"I was wondering, if I could…tag along, since there's nothing to do and it's Jake's last day—"

"Oh my god! Jake it's your last day in Tree Hill? I didn't know…"

"He was let off for today for a visit and has to be back…" Peyton checked her watch. "In an hour and fifteen minutes."

Lucas slightly nodded, with a sigh. "Yeah, so I was wondering if I could come, just to spend some time with a buddy."

"Oh, I'm coming too!" Brooke said all perky and hoped in the back seat. "Ya comin' broody or what?"

He looked at Peyton with a smirk on his face, eyebrows raised from Brooke's attitude.

Peyton sighed and smirked, rolling her eyes. "Get in," she said, getting in the front seat. She turned on The Get Up Kids, and just relaxed. She easily switched gears and unparked, leaving behind the café and zooming off to a new adventure. Peyton looked at Brooke through the rearview mirror.

"So how's the uh…stuff from the incident going?" Peyton asked, laughing a little, her eyes going back to the road ahead.

Brooke sneered at her with a sarcastic smile. "Fine. I feel better. Thanks though. So, where are we headed to?"

"Just a drive around home…" Jake said simply, and lowly, with a sad tone in his voice. He looked at the baby in the holder by his chest. "You gonna miss it, little one? Daddy will…"

Biting her bottom lip, Peyton held back the tears. She studied the road and kept driving. About ten minutes of driving around has passed, and all 4 of them were talking and laughing. The good ol' days of last year, was the topic now.

"A lot has changed and happened over the past year. But it was fun. Really, it was. And now…summer's almost over. Heh, gonna miss those days. I mean, we'll be seniors soon, and then…" Lucas commented, his voice trailing off, stretching his arms out and over his head.

Jake nodded. "Not much will change though, if you think about it Luke. I mean, the drama will continue, but we're all used to that by now…"

Yeah, but not all of us can take it… Peyton thought. Her mom was gone, and now the love of her life was going to. Great, just wonderful. God, I love him so much. Damn Nikki, why won't she just stay the hell away? Peyton sniffed a little. Suddenly, she just stepped on the gas, not caring anymore. She didn't speed to that they'd notice, but she drove a little harder and just made turns when she pleased.

Surprisingly no one noticed, until Jake checked the time some while after, when everyone stopped talking.

"Hey Peyton, it's 11:30, I think we should head back…Peyton?" He looked at her and realized there were tears streaming down her face, and that she was focusing hard on the road. He guessed she didn't hear him. They approached a red light, and the car slowed down, then stopped.

Peyton wiped her tears and Jake gently touched her shoulder. Slowly, once she calmed down, she turned to him.

"Peyton, where are we? We need to go back, it's already past 11:30."

The punk cheerleader looked around and whispered to herself. "Oh my god…"

Hearing them, Brooke sat up and looked at Peyton through the side mirror, her head titled. "Hey, Fake Goldilocks…what's wrong?"

Peyton shook her head, and sat up. "Nothing I just uh…I wasn't paying attention to where I was going and I guess, I left Tree Hill."

A shocked and worried expression appeared on Lucas, Brooke and Jake. Noticing this, Peyton shrugged easily.

"I'll just try and umm…retrace my steps." Peyton looked around trying to find some sign of where they were. Making an illegal U-Turn, she went back, driving slowly, looking at each building, each street sign. Something to give them a clue of where Peyton had driven them.

By the looks, Lucas realized that they were on a backstreet of some sort. He raised one eyebrow questioningly.

"Peyton…how the hell did you end up back here? It looks like some backstreet you took." He stated, with a confused tone in his voice.

"I told you, I wasn't paying attention to the road." Peyton replied.

"Well, nex—"

"Would you two shut up!" Brooke exclaimed. "We need to find a way back to Tree Hill! We don't even know where we are. And Jake doesn't have that much time left. Less than half an hour." Brooke was staring at the clock in Peyton's car.

Jake sighed. "Peyton, I can't afford to be late. I can't lose Jenny. Not to Nikki. You could pull over and ask for directions?"

"Directions from who, the place is empty." Peyton said lowly to herself.

"Peyton…" Brooke started, kind of nervous or scared. She didn't know why she felt that way, but she did. "Peyton…we have 15 minutes."

Glancing at the clock, Peyton has a stern look on her face. "Everyone hold on, even though I know there isn't much to hold onto. I'm stepping on the gas."

Brooke smirked a little. "Uh oh." She said, wanting to giggle.

Peyton heard Brooke, and saw her smirk through the mirror. Suddenly, Peyton's foot stepped hard on the gas, and they zoomed off.

Jake got nervous with Jenny in the car. "Peyton, slow down!" He shouted over the music. Peyton looked at him.

Forgetting the little one was in the car, she slowed down. "Sorry, I uh…I forgot…I just…"

Jake let out a sigh. "It's okay Peyton." Jenny was scared, and clinging against her father. "I'll just umm…" He felt his pockets and pulled out a piece of paper, which the security guard that is in charge of Jake gave him. It had the prison number and the guard's desk extension number. Taking out his cell phone, he realized his battery was almost dead.

Shit, Jake cursed in his mind. He turned to Brooke in hope that she had her cell phone with her. "Brooke, do you have your cell phone with you?"

Raising a brow, Brooke searched her purse. "Yea, you need it?"

"Actually, yes, I do, my battery is almost dead and I need to call the guard and tell him what happened." Jake looked at her with a sense of pleading in his eyes.

Nodding, Brooke handed him her cell. "Here."

"Thank you, Brooke," he said, taking the phone. "Hopefully I have enough time to call. 5 minutes…"

Damn it, I hope I can still call… He pleaded in his mind.

"Yea, umm, no problem." Brooke replied, looking off to the side. Where are we?

Peyton suddenly made a sharp turn on the first street she saw that would take them out of this empty back road. She must've drove about 6 miles before she finally found a street light. Slowing down, she turned onto the street, in the direction in which that had come.

It looked like a main street and there were some people on it, not many. Maybe because it was so early, at least, that's what Peyton hoped. She drove a little harder, but more careful this time with her mind on Jenny. A little more than 2 minutes later of straight driving on the main street, Lucas noticed signs directing to a highway.

"Peyton, do you remember getting on a highway. We shouldn't be that far from home, we only drove about an hour before turning back…"

"We were on a highway, but you could've mistaken it for a street with the surroundings, but it wasn't necessarily a highway…I…I don't know what to call it. But it wasn't a regular street." Brooke added, trying to remember the way they came. She was talking along with them, but she had been staring outside, not at the people that were in the car with her.

Jake sighed with relief as someone finally picked up the phone.

"This is security guard Jenkins, speaking." Answered the person who picked up.

"Good…afternoon, this is Jake Jagielski. I'm calling because I can't arrive on time. We were driving somewhere and seem to have gotten lost. Can you give me more time?"

"Jagielski? Hold on." The phone was put down, until someone else picked it up.

"Hello, this Guard Cortez. This is Jagielski?"

"Yes." Jake replied, a bit hurriedly. "I'm sorry, I know I'm supposed to be there already, but we were driving somewhere and Peyt—" He hesitated. "And the driver got lost. She hasn't really been up this side before."

An agitated sigh was heard from the other end. "More time? More time? Mr. Jagielski, how much time must we give you! We gave you last night and this morning. How much time do you need? You said you would be back…"

Jake looked down at Jenny, who just yawned. He guessed she was tired from the drive. Jake sighed. "Look, I'm sorry, but—"

"But nothing," replied the guard, getting a bit annoyed. "You said you'd be back 12:00 sharp for the latest, and you're not back. There's nothing I could do. You shouldn't have been let off in the first place."

Peyton cleared her throat. "Ask for directions." Focusing more on the road, Peyton turned at the next sign toward the freeway.

"You don't even know where you are…" Jake whispered away from the phone.

"Look, you said your driver got lost?" asked the guard. Guard Cortez had met Jake before and saw that the kid didn't seem all that bad, and kind of felt sorry for him, but he had to do his job. "How long do you think it'll take to get back?"

Jake looked at where they are. "I'm not sure, we weren't really paying attention to signs so—"

Brooke interrupted him. "Maybe you could make him hold off and pay him?"

Lucas laughed at her suggestion. "He's not rich, Brooke. Plus, that'd basically be paying bail, and who has the money for that?"

Peyton sighed and got off the freeway, noticing something she passed while driving down. Maybe she drove on the street under the highway. We couldn't have taken that long to drive there. "Hey Brooke, do you remember any of this?"

"A little, not too much." Brooke looked on the other side and raised a brow, trying to figure out if she had. "Yeah, I think so. The place you turned was right before the 'Exiting Tree Hill' sign, so maybe you just have to look for that?" Trying to be as much help as she can, Brooke bit her lip. "Peyton, I'm so sorry. I should've paid attention to the road, I usually do. I guess…"

"The conversation kinda took it off your mind where we were going." Lucas finished for her without looking at her.

Brooke nodded a little and looked at him. "Yeah…"

Feeling her eyes on him, Lucas turned his head and flashed her a slight smile. "It happens to a lot of people…"

Trying to shake off the strange feeling between them, Brooke cleared her throat and Lucas looked back at outside. "I guess, so. So umm, you know where you're going Peyton?"

Peyton nodded, and made a right at the light, then a left at the next. Hopefully… Without muttering a word, she just kept driving. Would she make it?