Lucas was standing at the Tree Hill flight gates, and Peyton was waiting in her car out back.
Nathan and Haley walked out hand-in-hand, smiling deeply. Haley flung Nathan's hand out of hers, and ran towards Lucas. He was shocked at Haley's excitement, considering the last time they had seen eachother, it ended with her storming off.
"Hales! Oh, i'm so glad your home." Lucas said with his eyes closed, holding her tightly.
Nathan stood a few feet behind them as Haley replied, "I'm really sorry about New York, I was just really frustrated, and I guess I felt betrayed, but I am so happy to see you. I take it Peyton didn't want to come?" Haley rolled her eyes.
"Uh yeah, she's waiting in the car. Haley all I ask is for you to be civil, she's really excited for you to be coming home, and I love her Haley. Just give her a chance for me."
Haley looked away awkwardly, "Well Nathan and I have to claim our luggage, so we'll meet you guys at the car."
Nathan approached Lucas, and gave him a hug, "Good to see you, man," and than him and Haley went off.
Lucas doddled to Peyton's car, and than sat in the driver's seat. "Hey, how you holding up?" Lucas spoke gently, and rubbed her thigh.
"I'm okay. I'm really worried about Brooke."
"Peyton, if she's really struggling with this, maybe you should give her space. You know, just give her a few days to chill out. Everything is going to be okay," Lucas looked down at her and smiled at her sad eyes.
"I need to talk to her…" Peyton stopped after she spotted Haley and Nathan approaching. She got out of the car, and walked around to the trunk. "Hey guys."
"Peyton! Hey." Nathan said sweetly, and the two of them hugged.
"Haley…hi…" Peyton said slightly awkwardly. Haley grabbed Peyton's armed and pulled her off to the side.
"Look Peyton, I told Lucas I would give you a chance, and I will. But I want you to know one thing, we're not friends. We WERE friends, but you chose to leave without saying goodbye, and I want you to know that I don't forgive you, i'm just doing this for Luke." Haley stared Peyton directly in the eyes, pointing her finger occasionally.
"I'm really glad your home." Peyton said sarcastically, as she turned around, and the two headed back to the car.
Nathan opened the door for Haley, and he followed her in immediately.
Half way home Peyton spoke up after an otherwise awkward car ride that consisted of Lucas and Nathan 'sports talk', "Would you mind if I went over to Brooke's for a bit. I can walk home in, and we can have dinner all together tomorrow."
"Peyton…" Lucas sounded uncertain.
"Please, Luke, just drop me off okay." Peyton was firm.
"Yeah…okay…" Lucas made a quick left on the way to Brooke's.
Haley's eyes flamed in anger, and Nathan was quick to console her. He took her by the hand and spoke into her ear, "I love you, i'll always love you, and Brooke being around won't change anything."
Haley's face appeared to relax, and she breathed deeply, and leaned her head against Nathan's face. "Okay." She replied.
Peyton got out of the vehicle, "Alright i'll see you guys in a bit, it's really wonderful to have you two home, I love you Luke."
"I'm a phone call away if anything is wrong." Lucas looked worried.

Peyton slammed the car door, and walked up to Brooke's doorstep. She knocked a few times…no answer. She opened the door, and let herself in, to hear the shower running.
"Brooke?!" Peyton shouted, and knocked on the door.
She heard the shower turn off, and Brooke opened up the door naked, "JESUS!" Brooke jumped backward, slamming the door and wrapping a towel around her.
"Brooke i'm so sorry." Peyton had her hands over her eyes.
"God, are you trying to give me a heart attack P sawyer?" Brooke joked.
Peyton's face looked a little puzzled. She went into her living room, and took a seat until Brooke came out in sweatpants and a tank top, with a towel around her head.
"I'm sorry Brooke, I didn't mean to walk in on yo-" Peyton started.
"It's okay, so what's up?" Brooke sounded perky.
"I figured that you might be upset from before, so I wanted to check on you…" Peyton looked concerned.
"Oh yeah, about that. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to go off on you guys like that, and I hope Lucas isn't mad. Anyway, what are you up to tonight?" Brooke said pouring her and Peyton a glass of vodka.
"That's it?" Peyton looked even more confused.
"What do you mean?" Brooke asked, as she walked over with the drinks in her hand. She held one of the glasses to Peyton.
"Uh…no thanks. Brooke is everything okay?"
"Yesssss. Why do you keep asking me that? Have a drink." Brooke pushed it at her more persistently.
"Brooke are you drunk?" Peyton asked, taking both drinks from her hand and placing them on the table.
"Peyton I had like one glass, i'm not drunk."
"Yeah but you've been drinking." Peyton stood infront of the glasses while Brooke tried to reach for one. "Brooke don't do this to yourself."
"Seriously Peyton, i'm not doing anything. I haven't drank hardly anything, I thought we could have a drink, i'm sorry." Brooke said honestly.
Peyton realized that Brooke did not act or sound drunk, but she was still slightly worried. "Brooke please don't be mad at me, but i've dealt with a lot of people with alcohol addictions, and I don't want that for you…pour them down the sink." Peyton stepped out of the way.
"Peyton come on," Brooke noticed the serious look in Peyton's face. "Okay, I will." Brooke picked up both the glasses and dumped them down the drain.
"Thank-you. Anyway, it's late, so i'm going to get going." Peyton was relieved, and walked over to Brooke. She hugged her, "i'm always here if you want to talk or your lonely, or whatever…okay?"
"Yeah, I know. Thanks for stopping by," Brooke hugged her back and showed her out the door.
After Brooke was sure that Peyton was gone, she walked back over to the kitchen. She poured herself another drink, and slugged it back in one gulp, making a sour but dead face. She refilled her glass, and than walked up the stairs to her bedroom.