Hey, This is a new fic of mine which I have just started basically a few minutes ago. This is only the prologue. Okay so basically, Lucas moved to New York to marry the love of his life Callie, when something terrible happens Lucas is forced to move back to face his past and his old flames...drama and heartbreak ensues...and of course...Leyton! eventually Lol SO please give this a try, this is just the prologue so tell me what you think and whether it is worth carrying on with it! Please review!

Lucas pushed the front door open with a yawn as he dropped his keys on the side with a jingle. Rubbing his eyes he shrugged off his jacket and slung it on a hook before shuffling into the kitchen in mid-yawn. His whole body ached with exhaustion as he pulled a mug from the cupboard and filled it with water, barely concentrating. He was so tired. He took a long swig of cold water, trying to wake himself up as he squinted through the dim apartment, frowning. The breakfast things were still left out, the mail was un-opened. He swallowed another mouthful of water before setting his mug down and shuffling back through into the hall.

"Hello? Callie?" He called out.

His frown deepened as he furrowed his brow, confused. Where was she? She had the day off and she said she would spend most of it at home. She should be home by now…He peered into the living room, then the bedroom, the bathroom but she wasn't anywhere to be seen. Her keys weren't here either…

He sighed, maybe she had gone out…shopping or something? He thought absently as he shuffled into the bedroom and collapsed down onto the bed. He reached across and plucked the phone from its cradle and began to dial her number, he couldn't help but feel a bit worried. Instead of ringing it went straight to voicemail and he frowned again.

"Hey you've reached Callie Scott, sorry I couldn't come to the phone right now…leave me a message and I'll get back to you!"

He smiled slightly as he heard her soft cheerful voice on the phone before the beep sounded in his ear.

"Hey uh, it's me. I got back from work and I was just wondering where you were. Thanks for the lift this morning and I hope you had a nice day off…I'll probably be asleep when you get in, I'm exhausted. Give me a ring anyway. I love you." He finished before hanging up the phone. She probably ended up being called into work, he knew she couldn't stay away from that place if she tried, he thought with a smile. Another yawn escaped him causing his eyes to water, he reluctantly pulled off his shirt and trousers and walked into the bathroom, turning on the shower and letting the steam billow out of the glass doors before stepping into the hot gushing water. The water drove down hard and fast and he whistled contentedly to himself, unable to hear the phone ringing in the bedroom..

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Lucas awoke with a start, his eyes snapping open. He looked around the room quickly, his heart hammering against his chest. He swallowed and blinked a few times, wondering what had woken him so suddenly from his sleep when another hard knock on the door answered his question. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes he sat up, trying to get his bearings. Then it dawned on him, he turned around suddenly and found the other half of the bed empty, not even slept in…there was not even a crease. It suddenly felt like a block of ice had settled in his stomach it was 11:15! Where was she? He swallowed hard and looked around quickly, the knocking on the door coming again…maybe it was her. It had to be her; she was fine he was just being stupid. Taking a deep breath he pulled on a pair of trousers, not bothering with a top and he hurried towards the door. He could feel his heart pounding and his blood rushing in his ears as he pulled the door open…

"Hello…Mr Scott is it?"

Lucas closed his eyes briefly his stomach churning.

"Yes officer." He said to the larger of the two police officers who were now standing in his doorway, his voice trembling slightly…oh god…

"Can we come in?" The other asked seriously, by the grim expressions on their face he could tell there was something wrong…he could feel his hands shaking as he gripped the door and opened it slightly wider. He could barely breathe as he led them through into the living room. Silence hung heavily in the air and all he could hear was the rushing in his ears and the pounding of his heart as his mind raced with a billion possibilities…

"You might want to sit down…we uh…we have some bad news."

So, what did you think? This is only the prologue, the next part will start further on when Luke is returning to Tree Hill! Please leave a review and tell me what you think