I still own nothing.

Two Weeks Later

"What's wrong with you Brooke?" Sam asked her long time friend.

"What do you mean?" Brooke asked looking up from the clothes she was working on.

"You just don't seem yourself anymore. Like something is missing." Sam answered walking over to the other girl.

Brooke sighed and pushed the stuff she was working on out of the way. "I miss her so much, Sam. It's been two weeks. Two entire weeks of no contact what so ever. Not even a 'hi' or a smile. We have never actually followed through with a break. And now this is killing me."

"I know it is," Sam said as she sat down. " We've been friends for such a long time. I don't know what to tell you. I know she's part of you. You aren't Brooke without her. But I also see how miserable she makes you. So a part of me wants to tell you to just get over her, Brooke, she isn't worth it."

"It isn't that easy Sam. What would you do if this was happening with you and Sean? You wouldn't be able to just get over him. You don't just get over the person you love more than life itself."

"I know that Brooke," Sam said looking at the other girl, "I just wish I could help."

"I know, thanks Sam. Oh man Taylor is going to be here any minute to pick up some of this stuff for Tric tonight. You're still going with me, right?"

"Yeah I'm going and speaking of Taylor what the hell is going on there?"

"Gosh I don't know. It's just so easy with her, ya know? It isn't complicated. It's not like I even like her like that. I just like to flirt with her."

"And kiss her," Sam said with a knowing smile.

"Yeah, I guess," Brooke said with a small blush. "But that doesn't mean that I miss Haley any less, ya know? And I feel really really bad anytime I kiss Taylor. Hell I feel bad when I even flirt with her. But at least she wants me and she shows it. But I do feel so jerky when I do it. It doesn't mean anything, I think more than anything it helps to keep my mind off of Haley." Brooke said trying to defend herself.

"Brooke, calm down, you're babbling," Sam said laughing. "You don't have to defend yourself to me. I know and understand why you do what you do. But you do have two other people's feelings to think about here, ya know."

"Yeah I know. I'll talk to Taylor but I'm pretty sure she already knows." At that moment as if on cue Taylor walked into the room.

"Hey ladies," Taylor said smiling. "You got the stuff ready for me to take down to Tric?"

"Yeah it's all over there," Sam said pointing to a box on the floor.

"Hey Brooke you want to get that box for me?" Taylor asked wiggling her eyebrows.

"No," Brooke answered slapping her playfully on the shoulder, "I'm not going to get that box just so you can check out at my ass."

"Damn," Taylor replied with mock hurt.

"Oh you'll live. Now get the box and get to Tric before Peyton kills us all."

"A bit bossy today aren't we Brookie," Taylor said sticking out her tongue.

"Oh my gosh," Brooke said rolling her eyes. " Box now."

Taylor picked up the box and Brooke went to the door to open it for her. "Aww how sweet Brookie," Taylor laughed.

"Out," Brooke laughed back smacking her playfully on the butt.

"Bye Brooke. Later Sam." Taylor called as she left.

Sam sat there looking at her friend with a smirk on her face. "What?" Brooke asked in the most innocent voice she could muster.

"Uh huh. Stop playing her Brooke. It isn't fair. She really likes you and she thinks she has a chance."

"I know. I know. I'm trying. Anyway I need to get home so you'll be at my house around 8?"

"Yeah I'll be there."

Brooke gathered her things and walked out the door to her car. Five minutes later she arrived at her house.

Brooke looked at the clock and saw that she had time to do some writing before she left for Tric.

Do I ever cross your mind? You're on my mind all the time. These past two weeks have been hell. I miss you so much I can't stand it. It even hurts at times. I want to scream. I need you. Everyone says "Get over her Brooke." "She isn't worth it Brooke." They don't understand. They aren't in love with you. They don't need you like I need you. I love you. Oh great now I'm starting to sound like one of those crazy stalker types. But that isn't the point. The best way to describe how I feel about you isn't even in my own words. It's a quote from Grey's Anatomy. "I love you...in a really really big...pretend to like your taste music, let you eat the last piece of cheesecake, hold a radio over my head outside your window...unfortunate way that makes me hate you, love you. So pick me. Choose me. Love me." That's how I feel about you. I love you in such a strong way that it's crazy. Almost as crazy as me writing this like you'll ever read it.

Brooke glanced back at the clock and saw that it was time to start getting ready for the night. She closed her journal and placed it on her night stand and began to change.

"So Peyton, is this how you want this?" Haley asked, over the music that was already playing, pointing at the display of Tric inspired clothes, designed by Brooke, she and Taylor were working on. They had worked out their fight not long after it had happened and they were back to normal.

"Yeah that's great. Thanks for all the help Haley I know all of this isn't easy on you."

Haley smiled at the taller girl and looked at the display. "You're welcome. I'd do anything to help Brooke, ya know. I really really miss her. If anything this time apart from her is showing me how much I need her. I love her Peyton I really do. Sometimes I miss her so bad it hurts."

"I know Haley. It will get better." Peyton said giving Haley a reassuring smile.

"So what has she been up to? Is she doing ok? Is she happy?"

Peyton looked at her friend with a sympathetic smile. Why can't she just get over herself and talk to Brooke? "She's been spending a lot of time with Sam working on the clothes and stuff. I guess she's ok. I mean she misses you like crazy Hales. She isn't the same person without you." And she won't be happy until she's with you. Why don't you see that?

"I miss her too," Haley said looking down. "Sam? As in a guy Sam?"

"No...as in Samantha. Brooke's other best friend that moved away? I don't think you ever met her." Haley shook her head. "Well she's back now." Oh wow...she's jealous of Sam? Brooke must not have talked about her much.

"I remember hearing a lot about her. Brooke never told me she was back," Haley said trying to keep the jealousy out of her voice.

"She's just her friend Hales." Peyton said to try and calm her friend. " And she's really good with clothes and fashion and stuff. You have nothing to worry about." She continued trying to comfort the girl. "Listen I have to go make a round and check on some stuff. I'll talk to you later?"

"Yeah sure," Haley said sitting down at the bar. She smiled and turned around when she heard the unmistakable sound of Brooke's laugh coming in the door. To her surprise she saw Brooke walking in, arms linked, with a tall blonde girl. That must be Sam. She's so Brooke's type. Tall, blonde, piercing blue eyes, soft but defined facial features, and a smile that says she doesn't take anything from anyone. Nothing to worry about my ass. Haley put her head in her hands and felt a hand on her shoulder.

"Go talk to her." Haley heard coming from the voice of the person standing behind her. She turned to see Deb standing there smiling.

"I can't. She's with a date or something," Haley said.

"Haley that's Sam. She has a boyfriend and is very much in love with him."

"Oh," Haley said has her face brightened.

"Go get your girl Haley. You both deserve to be happy."

"Thanks Deb," Haley said getting off the chair and giving the older woman a hug.

"No problem."

Haley walked toward Brooke getting more and more nervous with every step she took. Calm down James. It's Brooke. Not some stranger. What if she doesn't want to talk to me? Haley finally got to where Brooke was standing with Sam and Taylor.

"Hey," Haley said softly as she reached the group.

"Hey Roomie," Taylor said. "Have you met Sam?"

"No, I haven't."

"This is Sam. Sam this is Haley. Now you have."

"Hi nice to meet you," Haley said shaking the other girls hand. God those eyes. It's like she can see right through me.

"Like wise." So this is the famous Haley. "So Taylor you want to buy a girl a drink?" Sam asked pointing toward the bar.

"I'd love to. I knew you couldn't resist me for long." Taylor joked as she and Sam started toward the bar.

"Oh get over yourself Tay."

"I know. I know. We're giving them time to work it out." Is it wrong that I don't want them to work it out? I guess there's always Peyton. Taylor thought with a smile.

"Brooke?"

"Yeah Hales," Brooke said looking at the girl for the first time that night. God she is beautiful.

"You want to get out of here?" Please say yes.

"I'd love to," Brooke answered as a huge grin spread across her face.

The girls left the club and started walking toward the park.

"Sam seems really nice." Haley said trying to make conversation.

"Yeah she is."

"She's pretty too."

"I guess. I've never really noticed."

Silence fell between the girls. Neither knowing exactly what to say or what the night would bring. They finally reached "their spot" in the park. They didn't mean to go there but they ended up there probably out of habit. They both stood lost in thought looking at the fountain.

"Brooke," Haley said finally breaking the silence, "I miss you."

"I miss you too, Hales."

"I love you, Brooke."

Brooke's head jerked up and she looked at Haley. "I love you too, Haley. We've already established that. But it doesn't seem to help anything. So unless we are going to advance the plot can we please just not do this." Way to go smart one. Shut her up why don't you.

Haley took a deep breath before she began again. "No Brooke, I love you. I love you so much. These past two weeks have shown me how much I need you. I don't care about anything else. I just want to be with you. Please give me another chance."

Brooke stood in shock looking at the girl standing in front of her. She could tell by the look in Haley's eyes that she was totally serious. "Brookie, I promise you. I love you so much. I can't live without you."

"Are you sure? Because I can't do this again. I can't put my heart through this yet again."

"I've never been more sure about anything in my life." Haley said stepping closer to Brooke.

"But...what about everything?"

"I've thought about this a lot. Nothing I do makes me change how I feel about you. I try and fight it and deny it but how I feel about you just gets stronger. All roads are leading me to you Brooke. I can't deny this anymore. I'm tired of fighting this losing battle. I do love you." Haley said with a single tear coming down her face.

"I love you too, Hales." Brooke said wiping the tear from Haley's cheek with her thumb. "I love you so much."

"Things are going to be so much better for us now. I promise." Haley said putting her hand on Brooke's that was still on her cheek.

"I know, baby, I know," Brooke said as she closed the distance that was keeping her lips from Haley's. Their lips met in a sweet loving kiss. "You have no idea how much I missed that," Brooke said when she pulled away from the kiss.

"I think I have an idea," Haley said brushing a strand of hair off of Brooke's face.

Brooke was smiling ear to ear. "Shall we get back to the club?"

"Yeah let's go," Haley said intertwining her fingers with Brooke's as they headed toward the club.

A few minutes later the girls walked into the club smiling like neither had in weeks, hands still locked.

"It looks like Baley is back," Peyton said when she saw the girls walk in.

"It's about time," Sam, Deb, and Taylor all replied at the same time.

Hope you liked it. Please review and tell me what you think. They are finally back together. Happy times to come.