I stopped at a red light and thought about Brooke. I thought about how much I loved her and how much I loved Maia. I couldn't believe how my life was falling into place. Just as I pictured Brooke's smile from tonight at dinner, a car came spinning out of control and hit my car.

Karen's POV

At 2:30am my phone started vibrating. I was on the couch at Brooke's apartment and everybody I knew was in the room with the exception of my older son. I knew the call was bad news because any call in the middle of the night that is unsolicited is never good news. I jumped up and grabbed the phone.

"Hello"

"Is this Lucas Scott's mother?"

"Yes, this is she. Is something wrong? Did something happen to Luke?"
"Ma'am, you were listed under ICE (In Case of Emergency) in Lucas's phone." There was a pause in her speech. Pauses don't lead to good news. "Ma'am, there was a car accident tonight at 1 am. Your son's car was hit by a drunk driver. You should get to the hospital as soon as possible."
"Is he going to be okay?"

"Ma'am, get here as soon as possible."

I didn't know what to do. My son was in the hospital. I woke everybody up.

"Brooke! Brooke! I called to Brooke. Brooke! Everybody, wake up!"
"Karen, Karen what's wrong? Haley asked me.

"Luke…accident. We have to go to the hospital."
"Okay, I'll grab the kids. Is Brooke up?" Haley asked, trying to stay calm to keep me calm.

"Yeah Hales, I'm up. I'm going to grab Maia and the car."
"No, Brooke. You and Karen go; I'll bring the kids by with Nathan. That way, you guys can go and take care of Luke. Go. Get him better. We'll see you there."

"Thanks Hales. Tell Maia not to be scared and that everyone wants daddy to be okay."
"Sure Brooke."

Brooke and I got into the car and we got to the hospital within half an hour. We both ran to the front desk of the ER.
"We're looking for Lucas Scott. He was in a car accident." We both said to the woman.

"Okay, Doctor! These women are looking for Lucas Scott."

"Hi, I'm Dr. Mitchells and Lucas is in stable condition. Is there anything we should know about his medical history?"
"Yes, he has HCM, but he's on medication." I replied.

"Okay, we are doing our best."
"When can we see him?" Brooke asked.

"Come on back."

We entered the room and Luke had a bandage on his arm and his forehead. His left eye was black and bruised and his lip was split.

"Oh, Luke. What has happened to you?" I cried as I went to his side.

Brooke stood and stared at him.

"Brooke, is there a problem?"
"No. It's just that, before he left tonight he kissed me. And all the old feelings came back. When the kiss was over, I just walked away and didn't say anything. I didn't get to tell him how I feel."
"And how do you feel Brooke?"