Kyle sat next to his mother on the long, long plane ride to Tree Hill. Kyle couldn't help but be nervous. He was finally going to meet his dad. Brooke was reading magazines so Kyle turned up his iPod.
Tough, you think
you've got the stuff
You're telling me and anyone
You're hard
enough
You don't have to put up a fight
You don't have to
always be right
Let me take some of the punches
For you
tonight
Listen to me now
I need to let you know
You
don't have to go it alone
And it's you when I look in the
mirror
And it's you when I don't pick up the phone
Sometimes
you can't make it on your own
We fight all the time
You and
I...that's alright
We're the same soul
I don't need...I don't
need to hear you say
That if we weren't so alike
You'd like me
a whole lot more
Listen to me now
I need to let you
know
You don't have to go it alone
And it's you when I look
in the mirror
And it's you when I don't pick up the
phone
Sometimes you can't make it on your own
I know that
we don't talk
I'm sick of it all
Can - you - hear - me - when -
I -
Sing, you're the reason I sing
You're the reason why the
opera is in me...
Where are we now?
I've still got to let
you know
A house still doesn't make a home
Don't leave me here
alone...
And it's you when I look in the mirror
And it's
you that makes it hard to let go
Sometimes you can't make it on
your own
Sometimes you can't make it
The best you can do is to
fake it
Sometimes you can't make it on your own
In Tree Hill, Lucas was listening to the same song. He was thinking that if he ever had a son this would be their song. Little did Lucas know that he did have a son. Lucas had gotten a call from Peyton when she had returned home and said she had no luck.
Brooke stepped off the plane followed by Kyle. She smiled at him as they walked into the airport. Brooke was home and so was her son. Brooke had made no arrangements to stay with anyone. She had just figured she'd stay in a hotel.
Kyle grabbed his bag off the luggage carousel and then his mom's. Kyle was now beyond nervous as he stepped out and breathed his first breathe of Tree Hill air. For the first time in 15 years, he felt at home.
Brooke handed an address to the cab driver as Kyle got in the cab with her. She gave him a hug and sighed. This was it, if she were ever going to do what she was about to do it would have to be now.
Lucas looked at the clock as it read 11:34 p.m. Luke sighed as he stood up and went to the kitchen for a drink. He saw headlights out of his window and wondered who it was.
Kyle stepped out of the taxi followed by his mother. He went round to the back to get their bags out.
Brooke took deep breaths as she walked to the door of the house she was at. She took one last breath as she knocked on the door.
Lucas set down his drink and walked over to the door and pulled it open. He gasped softly.
"Brooke."