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To say the plane ride to Las Vegas was awkward would be an understatement. Lucas and Peyton hardly said 5 words to each other, and when they both recoiled back as if being burnt when their hands accidentally brushed they tried to laugh it off as nerves but they both knew they shouldn't get married. Of course, neither one said this on the 4 and a half hour plane ride, or during the 30 minutes they spent waiting at the baggage claim, or the 15 minutes they waited in silence for their cab to take them to their hotel. It wasn't until they were faced with one very important question, "Would you like a King size bed or two Queens?" the hotel employee asked them as they were checking in. Neither Lucas or Peyton were sure how to answer that question, so at the exact same moment they turned to each other and said "we need to talk." Lucas turned to the front desk attendant and told them that they would need a minute and that they wouldn't be checking in right now.

As Peyton and Lucas walked over to the couches located in the lobby of the hotel they both tried to think of what they were going to say next. Neither one wanted to hurt the other, but they both knew that marriage was not for them. As they sat down, Lucas decided that he should start, after all he was the one who got them into this mess in the first place. "Peyton" he started, "you know that I really care about you. When I proposed to you two years ago, I know I could have been happy with you, and when you said you weren't ready, I was really hurt. But if I'm going to be honest with you now, I think I proposed again because I was running away. I knew that you would say yes if I asked you to marry me again, and a part of me wishes that it would be that simple, but love never is. And I know that makes me sound like a really bad guy but I'm trying to change. In high school I was that guy who couldn't make up his mind, and now that we are here and about to possibly get married, it made me realize that yes, I love you Peyton, but a part of me will never be sure if I love you because you needed me, because you love me. And that used to be enough, but I know that it is not fair to you, so I am really, really sorry to drag you all the way out here only to be having this conversation with you now." Lucas finished his speech, hoping that his and Peyton's friendship could still be salvaged. He knew what he said may be a little hard for Peyton to hear, but she had to know the truth, and more importantly, Lucas had to face the truth himself.

He half expected Peyton to walk away and never talk to him again so he was a little shocked when she gave him a little smile and said "When you called me I was really happy, but then as I began to think about it, I knew the only reason you would be calling me is if you had tried again with her, and she said no, she didn't want to be with you."

Lucas assumed that Peyton was talking about Lindsay so he replied, "Peyton, Lindsay and I are over, we've been over for a while, she made that very clear."

"Luke," Peyton interrupted, "I'm not talking about Lindsay, I'm talking about Brooke."

"How did…" He started to ask.

"Your book" Peyton replied. "Lindsay let me read a copy. She thought that the book was about me, but I had only read about 11 pages when I realized that your book was about Brooke. Anyone who knows you Luke, and knows Brooke, will know that your second book is about Brooke."

As her words began to sink in, Lucas thought back to the book he had written, about what he had thought was a simple comet. Words that he had used to describe the comet, to describe everything in that book, it really was about Brooke. He had written that book from his heart, and his heart knew that Brooke was the one, even before his mind did.

Peyton was amazed at the looks that had just passed over Lucas' face. He had gone from looking anxious, to surprised, to blissfully happy, and now he was frowning. "What's the matter Luke? You don't agree that the comet is Brooke? Peyton asked doubtfully. Lucas responded, "No, I know now that the comet is Brooke, but it doesn't really matter does it? You were right, I did try again with Brooke, but she said no, in fact she said that I was not the guy for her, and she was not the girl for me." He replied with a slight tone of bitterness.

"Luke, you know that Brooke is just trying to protect herself, you need to fight for her, do what ever it takes to convince her that you are the one for her. Look, I need to tell you something, and it may make you hate me but do you remember Haley and Nathan's wedding? she asked. "Yeah sure" Luke replied, unsure of where this was going. "Well when you and Brooke were dancing, and she mentioned that I had told her something about you and I. Then you assumed that I had told her about the kiss in the library, right?" Peyton asked. Lucas groaned remembering the hurt look on Brooke's face, "yeah, unfortunately" he replied. "Well what I had actually said" Peyton continued, "was that I still had feelings for you. She was upset and she hated me, but eventually I think Brooke was just being Brooke, and she wanted to see me happy, even if she hated me. So she walked away from you, thinking that you would be happy with me too." Peyton said with a little bit of sadness, realizing that she could never make Lucas as happy as Brooke did. "And so now Luke," Peyton said as she stood up, "I am finally going to be the type of friend that Brooke deserves, and the type of friend that she has always been to me, we are going back to Tree Hill, and you are going to fight your ass off to win back Brooke Davis! Come on!" She said as she grabbed his hand, pulling him towards the exit. Luke wasn't sure what he was feeling, but he couldn't fight the little bit of hope that was rising with in him, allowing himself to believe, even if just for a little while that he would get a real third chance with Brooke, not just a one night stand.

Early the next morning, as Lucas and Peyton were just touching down at the airport, Brooke was slowly waking up. She had a huge headache and felt really groggy. Haley noticed Brooke begin to stir so she ran over to her bedside from the chair she was sitting in next to Nathan, who was just starting to wake up. "Brooke, Brooke, are you okay? We were all so worried about you" Haley rambled on, not quite sure what to say or do. By that time Nathan had gotten up and put his arm around Haley, knowing that his wife was going through a lot. "Hey Brooke, how are you feeling?" Nathan asked. "Like I had a little too much to drink last night? When did we leave Rachel's parents house in the woods? Why are we in a hospital?" Brooke asked, confusion and panic slowly beginning to overtake her. But before she could continue her questions, Mouth and a small, pretty girl with brown hair and glasses walked in holding hands. The girl with the brown hair dropped Mouth's hands and ran towards Brooke, giving her a big hug. "Oh Brooke I am so sorry that I took the afternoon off, I shouldn't have left you at the store by yourself it's all my fault. Please forgive me." The girl with the brown hair said, looking like she was about to break down crying any minute now. Brooke looked around confused, she looked at Haley, Nathan, Mouth, stopping on Mouth she motioned for him to come closer to her. Mouth leaned over so that Brooke could whisper something into his ear. "Mouth she said" her voice sounding a little panicked, "who is that girl you were holding hands with? And what is this store she keeps talking about?" Mouth thought that she must be joking but as he looked at her face, he realized she had the same look on her face when he had set up the website for her fashion line, it was pure panic. He didn't know what to say so he said the only thing he could say, "Brooke, I think you have amnesia."