"So you sure you're okay?" Haley asked Lucas again.

"Yeah, I just need to go home in my own bed. And sleep." Lucas gave her a hug goodbye.

Lucas and Nathan told the officers what happened. Step by step. Much to their disappointment they found Dan's car, at the bottom of that hill he tumbled down. However Dan was not in it. Lucas and Nathan also told them about the house and they found that as well. However Dan Scott was once again missing.

Nathan and Haley went with Deb as she drove them to their house and Karen and Keith took Lucas home. However when they were going in the car, Lucas saw Peyton's car in the parking lot.

"Mom can you hold on two seconds?" he asked. Not even giving her a chance to answer he walked over to the car.

"Peyton?" He asked knocking on the window.

She jumped and looked up. Surprised to see him she got out of the car.

"Hey." She smiled looking down.

"What are you doing here?"

"Feeling sorry for myself I guess you can say." She told him.

"Peyton what's wrong?"

"I'm sorry Lucas, I accidentally told Brooke... about the kiss in the library. I was drunk and it just slipped out. She is so mad, she wont even talk to me." Peyton spilled out. Tears forming in her eyes.

"Where is she?" Lucas immediately asked.

"I don't know. Lucas I'm sorry."

"Yeah. Me to, I should of told her from the beginning." Lucas told her and walked away.

"Mom I need to go see Brooke." Lucas started.

"No," Karen cut him off.

"What?"

"You have to come off. We have to talk Lucas. This HCM thing is important. We are going to go over your heart medication and what you need to know about it."

"Mom this is important." Lucas begged.

"No." Karen said again. "Lucas. You could of been killed these past couple of days. I want to see you safe in our house. Safe with us."

With that Lucas could see his mom starting to tear up. Ever since he got home she had been really shaky. And he couldn't blame her. They haven't really been as close as they usually are recently and then he was kidnaped. She was so worried, and she is pregnant.

He got in the car and they drove home. Lucas wondering where Brooke was and what she was doing.

- - -

"Well home sweet home." Deb smiled as she pulled up to Nathan and Haley's place.

"Thanks mom." Nathan told her.

"Now are you sure you are going to be okay?"

"Yeah, I just want to go to bed." Nathan answered.

"Well I'll call you later sweetie." Deb hugged him and Haley goodbye.

They watched Deb pull away and Haley looked up at her husband,

"I love you Nathan." Haley whispered to him. Giving him a nice warm hug. And a warm kiss.

"I love you too." He kissed back. "And just to let you know. I got rid of the gun."

Haley let out a light laugh. After all that just happened, the gun was the least of her worries.

"I'm sorry for flipping out the way I did." Haley told him as they walked in their apartment.

"I'm sorry for buying it."

"So I guess we're making up." Haley giggled.

"You know, they do say make-up sex is the best kind."

Haley laughed and jumped up on Nathan and he kissed her. They slowly made their way back to the bedroom.

Haley kissed his neck and back up to his lips.

"God I love you." He told her before shutting the door behind them.

- - -

Lucas wasn't really even paying attention when his mom and Keith were explaining about his heart. They were furious when they found out he knew a lot about it because of when he was taking the medicine, when Dan was paying for it.

They were mad at the fact Dan knew, but not really surprised. He was a snake. This was a snakelike thing to do. Knowing about Lucas. Not telling his mother.

"Lucas you okay?" Keith asked after they were done talking. Karen went to bed and it was just the two of them.

"No, not really. I really need to talk to Brooke."

"Why what's up?"

"I think she is mad at me. I screwed up Keith." Lucas sighed.

"Lucas, you need a good nights rest. Just go to bed and tomorrow you can talk to Brooke."

"Guess I really don't have a choice now do I?" Lucas asked.

"No, your mom made it clear. You stay here tonight."

Lucas nodded.

"Oh and I say we try and keep things really calm around here for a while, your poor mother has been threw so much. And she is pregnant, she is a tough women, but still, she needs a break.

"Yeah, I know. Goodnight."

"Goodnight Luke."

- - - - - - - -

Peyton sat on her floor the next afternoon with the tiny razor in her hand. She just had another conversation with her father and he told her he would be staying longer then he thought. Peyton of course acted like she was fine with it. But as soon as she signed off from talking to him she burst into tears.

She grabbed the razor, lifted up her shirt sleeve and pressed down, making this the 7th razor mark on her arm.

She let out a sharp cry. She didn't even hear her front door open.

Brooke walked up the stairs with her clothes bag in her hand, ready to pack her things. And finally be gone. However she froze at what she saw.

Her long time friend sitting there, cutting her wrists. Blood dripping down her arm.

Brooke covered her mouth and tears fell from her eyes. She didn't know what to do. What to say. She quickly ran back downstairs and out the door and into her car.

She wasn't clearly thinking but she knew she had to get help. She knew Peyton needed help. Brooke sat there trying to calm herself down, thinking of what to do.

She took a couple of deep breathe's and knew she had to talk to Peyton.

She walked in and up the stairs and saw Peyton walking out of the bathroom, with a long sleeve shirt on.

"Brooke?" Peyton asked.

"Hi." Brooke smiled.

"What are you doing here?"

"Peyton sit down." Brooke told her, as she sat on the bed.

Peyton looked at her friend, seeing she was bothered by something.

"Brooke what is it."

"Show me your arm." Brooke told her.

"What?" Peyton asked, shocked.

"I said show me your arm."

Peyton started to shake. How could Brooke know?

" I saw you Peyton. What your doing, isn't healthy. Please show me your arm." Brooke pleaded.

"Who the hell do you think you are?" Peyton yelled.

"What?" Brooke asked

"You ignore me for days and now you act like were best friends again?"

"Peyton that has nothing to do with this. If your cutting, you need help." Brooke told her.

"No Brooke. I'm fine. And I want you to leave." Peyton stood up pointing to the door.

"Peyton!" Brooke yelled.

"Get out! Now!" Peyton screamed. Tears in her eyes now.

Brooke did what she was told and walked out the door.

- - - -

Brooke drove and realized she had no where to go, she didn't have a home. Then once again that day, her phone rang. She looked at it was Lucas.

"Hello." she answered.

"Brooke what's wrong." He asked right away. He could tell in her voice, something was wrong.

Brooke took a deep breathe.

"I need you're help."

- - - -

Jake was playing with Jenny when the doorbell rang.

"Come on Jenny." He smiled picking her up and opening it, surprised to see Brooke and Lucas.

"Hey guys what's up?" he asked.

"I need to talk to you." Brooke told him.

- - - -

Peyton was laying on her bed drawing when she herd a voice behind her.

"Peyton."

She turned around to see Brooke again.

"I thought I told you to get out." Peyton snapped turning back around drawing.

"Peyton, you need help."

"Not from you."

"Peyton she's right. And were all there to help you." Another voice said.

She turned around to see Lucas walk in as well.

"What the hell is this. I don't need you, I don't need either of you." she got up starting to get angry.

"Peyton, you can die from what you are doing." Lucas told her.

"I'm not! Okay. Brooke doesn't know what the fuck she is talking about. She is just mad at me, she is just trying to get rid of me Lucas!" Peyton yelled.

Brooke kept her mouth shut. Her eyes just filled with tears.

"Then lets see your arm."

Peyton looked over and Jake walked in her room as well, along with another man. A man she didn't know.

"Listen, I'm fine." Peyton tried to convince them all.

"Peyton I'm Mr. Jocklin, I am a psychiatrist, I deal with a lot of problems, like the one you have."

"God dammit!" she screamed backing up. "I don't have a problem. Will you all get out of my room."

"Peyton don't you realize what your doing!" Brooke shouted walking up to her. "You have people that love you! And your doing this, this could kill you Peyton. This could kill you!" Brooke cried pulling up her shirt sleeve revealing the cuts.

Peyton didn't say anything, she just cried out loud and fell to her knees.

"Oh Peyton." Brooke whispered. Getting down to her level.

"I can't stop." Peyton told her. Tears falling from her eyes. "I try to stop Brooke. I just...I can't."

Brooke grabbed her into a hug and Peyton sobbed in her shoulder.

Brooke just held her tight, she couldn't help but cry out as well. Only a few hours ago she was ready to move out, for good. Be done with Peyton, she had hurt her, again. But seeing Peyton like this. Seeing her hurting herself. Brooke felt the need to have to be there for her. After all that they have been through, even how mad she was at her.

Brooke loved Peyton, she always had, she always will. They were best friends. And Brooke had to be there for her. She had to be.

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Spoiler for upcoming chapters...

A DEATH will be happening sometime soon... hmmm who could it be?