Nathan was sitting in a seat, surrounded by an elderly lady, and a young kid on the plane. He picked up the airplane phone, and dialed Haley's number.
"Hi, Haley's not available so leave a message and i'd LOVE to call you back…"
---beep. "Haley, it's Nathan. I'm sorry. I, i, I don't know what to say, but I am on my way to Chicago. Please Haley, call me back okay. I should be landing soon, so please, call me. I love you Hales…"
Nathan hung up the phone, and sat back in his seat breathing deeply.
"What did you do?" The nosy lady next to him asked.
Nathan was caught off guard, "something that is too much to forgive."
"Your on your way to see this 'Hales' lady?" She asked.
"Yeah, Haley. She's my wife…atleast she was, before I slept with her best friend while she was gone away on tour." Nathan explained, residing that he had nothing to lose by telling the woman.
"Wow. Well, that is quite a lot to forgive."
"Yeah…" Nathan distanced himself a bit.
"Do you think she'll take you back?" The lady pressured him again.
"No. I don't know. Probably not. I'm going to fight for it though."
"I use to be married." The lady explained.
"What happened?" Nathan stared at her, not really interested.
"He passed away a few years ago. We use to live in Chicago, and after he died I moved to New York. I thought that the city would be a good distraction."
"So why are you flying back?" Nathan seemed a bit more enticed.
"I promised myself that on the anniversary of his death I would drive back to our old house. I just drive by a few times, circle around the block. And than I fly out the next morning."
"What for?" Nathan asked.
The old lady stacked up her books. "Because even though we had made our mistakes, we loved each other, and we made a wonderful life together. It's nice to see a part of that ever once in a while, to ease the pain." She smiled, and placed her hand on his. "I'm sure she'll find it in her heart to forgive you."
"Thanks." Nathan's eyes looked saddened, and as the old lady opened up her book Nathan stared out the window.

"Wow, great place you got here…" Peyton said sarcastically.
"Very funny! I'm sorry it's a little small, but it's been just me for years and…"
"I mean it's a mess, Luke." Peyton laughed, and pushed some of his clothes, hats and basketballs out of the closet floor.
"Yeah, yeah." Lucas grabbed a hold of her hips, and twirled her towards his lips. He placed his gently on hers, and held her hands in his.
"This is really good."
"What, kissing?" Lucas asked humorously.
"Yes. That and us, and being here, and seeing you and just everything. I'm happy, Luke. I told I could be." Peyton said, as she walked out of his room.
"Where are you going?" Lucas asked confused.
"Brooke…"
"Peyton, let me come with you." Lucas started to walk after her.
Peyton stopped him, and hugged him, than pulled away. "Lucas, I really need to do this on my own, okay?"
"Yeah, sure. Uhh, i'll see you back here in a bit then?"
"Yeah." Peyton grabbed her jacket and car keys, and took off.

Brooke opened her door to Peyton's face, and then backed away with the door open. "Hey! You're here."
"Yeah. Can we talk for a second?" Peyton asked, stepping into the doorway.
"Sure. Uhh, is Lucas at home?"
"Yeah Brooke he is. Look, i'm here…for good. And I wanted to thank-you for calling me, and I just want to tell you that I have really missed you Brooke. I'm sorry about everything, and I know it may not seem like it sometimes, but I am Brooke. I have missed you so much, and this is all so perfect, but it's missing one thing." Peyton said still standing apart from Brooke in her doorway.
"What?" Brooke was smiling.
"You, my best friend, my Brooke." Peyton said, smiling bigger.
Brooke walked over to her, and gave her a hug, and held it for a minute. "I'm glad your back P sawyer."
"I'm really glad to be back." Peyton hugged Brooke again. "Listen, i've got to get back to Lucas', plus it's late."
"Is Nathan at home, I should probably go talk to him." Brooke asked.
"Actually he's in Chicago."
"What?!" Brooke was shocked.
"Yeah, he went to find Haley."
"Oh Gosh. Well, that's good I guess. Anyway, thanks for stopping by."
"Hey if your not busy tomorrow, maybe you can join Lucas and I for dinner?" Peyton asked, rubbing Brooke's arm.
"yeah, i'd love too. I'll call you tomorrow."
"Okay, goodnight." Peyton walked out the door, and headed back to Luke's.

Nathan got off the plane, and checked his messages…nothing. He called around to almost all of Chicago's hotels, and finally around midnight he found out where Haley was staying.
Nathan hopped a cab to Haley's hotel.
Knock…knock.
Haley opened her hotel door, while on the phone. Her eyes widened, and her mouth dropped.
"Excuse me a second, some idiot is at my door." Haley placed the call on hold.
"Haley…hey…"
"What the hell are you doing here?" Haley asked rushed.
"Didn't you get my message?" Nathan said, trying to force himself in.
"No. Nathan, i'm on a conference call from Japan, get the hell out!"
"Haley I don't have anywhere to stay. Please, i'm tired, I haven't been home all day, please let me in." Nathan pleaded.
"Fine!" Haley opened the door wider, and as Nathan stepped in, Haley grabbed the phone and took off.
"Haley wait!" Nathan yelled, but Haley slammed the door before he could chase after her.
Nathan stepped into the shower to get cleaned up, and prepare for Haley to come back.
At around 2am Haley walked in the door, as Nathan was nodding off in a chair.
"Haley! Where have you been?"
"I finished up my call, and than I slept with some guy…"
Nathan looked at her weirdly. "What?"
"Kidding. My name isn't Nathan."
"Haley!"
"Nathan, do not Haley me right now. You sleep with Brooke, lie to me about it, than follow me to my hotel room. Are you crazy? Just go home." Haley told him coldly, as she leaned against the kitchen counter with her arms folded.
"Haley, please listen to me."
"What do you want Nathan? Forgiveness…there is no point. We've drifted apart, and you know it. This isn't as much about Brooke as it is about us. This isn't worth fighting for anymore. I'm going to finish up the tour, and then i'm moving to New York to do some more recording. I'm not coming back to Tree Hill Nathan, I never was." Haley looked sad, and she turned away immediately.
"What? But you said-" Nathan's eyes watered.
Haley turned her back to Nathan, and started to pour coffee into a mug. "Nathan I have a career, and a shot. And people like my music, and I like my music. I love my music, Nathan. I'm sorry." She sipped her coffee, than turned around and looked him in the eye. "You can stay here tonight, but please be gone in the morning. I have a few meetings early tomorrow, so I probably won't be able to say goodbye."
"Haley you can't do this. How can you look at me and say this so coldly? Not a tear in your eye. We've been married for 7 years. I love you Haley, and i'm sorry that I hurt you, but you planned all this before that!" Nathan stood up, and spoke softly.
"Nathan…" Haley put her cup down.
Nathan walked toward her, and she held her arms out to guide him away. "Haley, come on." He walked closer, and cornered her into the centre of the counters.
"Nathan, please don't." Haley pleaded, holding her head the other way.
Nathan grazed his hand across her cheek. "I met this old lady on the plane ride here. Her husband passed away today a few years ago, and she was going out to visit there home. Even though they made there mistakes, they loved eachother, and made a life for themselves. Don't take that away from me, from yourself." Nathan backed away to give her her space.
Haley stared into Nathan's eyes, and placed her hand on his cheek this time. "Nathan, i'm not trying to take something away from you. I'm doing this for you, you deserve better than a wife for a weekend out of every year. I can't be your wife anymore Nathan. And it kills me, and I love you, I just want to make this easy on you."
"You want to make it easy on me?" Nathan's raised his voice.
"Yes I do." Haley explained softer.
Nathan pressed his lips against Haley's, and she kissed back deeper. Nathan grabbed her sides, and pushed her, dipping her back onto the counter top. He kissed her upwards, pushing on her stomach. She pushed up, and guided him around the island, into the dark bedroom. Nathan spun her around and guided her gently onto the bedspread. He motioned her upwards, tugging on the material of her top. She pulled his shirt off over his head, than her own. She eased backwards, and pulled her mouth onto hers.
"I love you Nathan…" she whispered in the darkness and silence.