"Excuse me, Mrs. Scott?" The surgeon gently tapped Karen on the shoulder. It had been a long, trying day for Karen. She had been at the hospital with Keith since he got there.

"…Well actually its Rowe but…" Karen answered the surgeon sleepily. She was sure she confused him.

"Oh. Well I'm looking for the wife of Keith Scott." Yeah. She had confused him.

"I'm his fiancé."

"Well Mr.Scott came out of surgery great. The bullet was deep in his shoulder, but we got it out with no problem. He's going to be fine. Give him about half an hour to wake up and then you can go see him."

Karen took a big sigh of relieve. "Great thank you doctor."

The doctor gave a reassuring smile and walked off. Karen walked back to where Lucas was anxiously waiting.

"So Keith's gonna be okay?"

Karen took Luke's hand in hers. "Yes, thank God. Both of my daring guys are safe. Speaking of which, Lucas Eugene Scott if you EVER go back into a dangerous situation after you were already safe…I'll hurt you." Karen gently kissed her son on the cheek.

Lucas chuckled. "Okay I won't." He stood up slowly from the vinyl hospital chair and stretched. "I'm gonna go check on Peyton before I go, okay?"

"Okay but make it quick. Everyone's had a long, rough day and we all need rest and recuperation. Deal?"

Lucas bent down and kissed his mother on the cheek. "Deal. Love you mom."

"I love you too my boy."

As Lucas walked down the bland, white painted hallways, he wondered what he would say to Peyton. They hadn't really talked since she was loaded into the ambulance. There were some things that needed to be cleared up. Like how she kissed him, and told him she loved him. He didn't know how he would deal with that, but he was about to find out.

Knock.Knock.

Peyton looked up from the issue of Rolling Stone she was lost in.

"Hey Luke."

Lucas stood in the doorway, debating whether or not he should go inside.

"Hey how ya feeling?"

"Like I got shot in the leg." Lucas gave her the 'its too early to make jokes' look. "K I got it…too soon. You know Luke, you can come in. I won't bite."

Peyton put down her magazine on the nightstand and pat the bed next to her, inviting Luke to sit down.

Lucas hesitantly walked to the bed and sat down.

"So the surgeon just talked to my mom and Keith is going to be fine."

"That's good news, I bet your mom is relieved…hey Luke?" Lucas looked up from his hands. "Thanks for saving me."

Lucas sighed. "That's what I'm here for." He gave her a reassuring smile.

"And about kissing you…"

His eyes widened. "Yeah…look Peyton…"

Peyton laughed. "Look Luke, its cool, k? I thought I was gonna die and you saved me, I was just being a girl. So don't go getting a big head 'cause nasty love triangles are so junior year."

Lucas laughed. He was relieved to hear Peyton say that. He cared about Peyton and he always would, but he was COMPLETELY in love with Brooke and he didn't want to lose her again.

"Yeah well, I better get going. Brooke and I will be here to pick you up tomorrow to pick you up. 11 am right?" He raised his hand for a high five.

Peyton slapped his hand and gave him a smile.

"Yep. Thanks Luke."

"No problem buddy. See ya tomorrow."