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Four Months Pregnant-

"Lucas, do you want to know the sex of the baby this time?"
"Yeah I do Brooke. This time we can have a gender specific nursery. And it is so a boy, so we can make a little boy's room. It'll be fun."

"I love you, you know that right?"

"Mmm, and I love you too."

Three weeks later-

"Lucas make sure that the paint is perfect. I don't want it to look half assed." I called to Lucas from the door of the nursery

"Brooke, it's going to be perfect. Now get out of here. The fumes are bad for you and our little boy." He said smiling. I loved having him there to protect me and make me feel safe. I was so happy we had gotten back together.

The phone began to ring.

"Mom!" I heard Maia call from her room.

"Who is it Mai?"
"It's Grandma Karen. She said it was really important and she needs to talk to you or dad like now."
"Lucas, I'm gonna go answer that. Thank you for painting the nursery."

"Hey Karen. Everything okay?" I said into the receiver

"Brooke, Matt isn't here and his bed doesn't look like it was slept in last night. Have you seen him?"

"No Karen, I haven't. Have you tried his cell?"
"Yeah, it must be off or dead because I'm getting passed directly to voice mail."

Matt had been getting more wild as he grew up. He had changed from the sweet, nice, little boy who loved to take pictures into a dark, introverted teen.

"Hang on a sec Karen. Lucas!" I called to Luke "Do you know where Matty is? Your mom thinks he snuck out last night."

"Try Peyton's he's been hanging out with Jenny a lot."

Another kid who was getting increasingly wild, Jenny. Jenny was a year older than Matt, but he had just made the cut off and was in tenth grade with Jenny at school. Maia was in ninth grade, having missed the cutoff by just a month or so. Jenny had started dressing differently and staying out later ever since Peyton had announced her pregnancy. It was as if Jenny was trying to gain independence from her family. She was heading down a dangerous path and now Matt was following her. The two of them have been walking this path for five months now.

Matt had read an article in the paper about the fifteenth anniversary of the Tree Hill High Shooting, the very shooting that killed his father. He had always wondered how Jimmy could have killed his dad. He had seen videos of Lucas when he was younger and Jimmy was in them. Jimmy just didn't seem like he'd kill anyone. He had also heard stories from Luke and Mouth about Jimmy and he was confused about the events. Matt wanted someone he could see and yell at, someone who could hear about how much pain he felt. Little did Matt know that there was someone responsible, someone alive, someone to blame.

I had never told a soul. I had seen the shooting that day. I had witness my one true love's father murder his own brother. I had never told because Dan scared me, he had this ability to control the things around him.

Just minutes later I got another call from Karen.

"Brooke, Brooke I found Matt. Can you ask Luke to come get him with me. He was out behind Peyton's house smoking pot with Jenny and some other kids. I don't know what's happened to my sweet little boy Brooke."

"Karen, I'm going to send Luke to get Matt. I'll have him bring Matt back to your house."
"Thank you Brooke."

Luke went to Peyton's and picked up Matt. Matt wasn't himself at all. His hair, his blonde hair was dyed a dark blue. His clothing wasn't all that different, but it was the way he held himself.

Matt's POV

"Matthew Keith! What in G-d's name were you thinking? Smoking? Pot? What happened to the sensible, sweet boy I raised?"
"Mom, not now!"
"Yes now young man. I am not going to stand idley by as you throw your life away."
"Mom! G-d! What do you want?!?"
"Matt, I want to know why? Why have you changed so much?"
"I read an article. It was about the 15th anniversary of the shooting. Reading it made me so mad and I realized that I wanted somebody to know how mad I was that dad was taken from me. I want someone to yell at, someone to blame, someone to pay the price. I couldn't find anyone, so I tried pot. And it helped mom, calmed me right down."

"Oh Matt" She said, pulling me in for a hug. "I didn't realize you were hurting so much. We can get through this. Go to bed and we'll talk about this tomorrow"

So I left the kitchen and walked into my room. I sat on my bed, but the room felt weird. It wasn't my room. It was an angry person's room. I didn't want to be angry anymore. I was so tired, so drained. I threw my stuff on the floor and fell asleep.

Brooke's POV

Karen told me the next morning what was going on with Matt. I invited them over for lunch. She and Matt came by just as Lucas was coming out of our room.

"Hey Brooke, do you want me to finish painting the baby's room today?"
"Lucas, you mother and brother are here for lunch. We'll talk later. Come down for breakfast."
"Coming"

All of us sat down at the table. Matt was silent and Maia was talking to Greg who she had invited over before we had invited Matt and Karen. Lola sat and talked to Lucas about one thing or another.

"Daddy, can I finish the baby's room with you?"
"No sweetie, the paint smell is bad for you. Maybe you can help me build some of the furniture though? Okay?"
"Thanks daddy" Lola replied with a big smile

It was moments like this that my life felt the best; my daughters, sitting with their father, grandmother and uncle. All of us together, laughing and loving.

"Lucas, can I speak to you in the hall for a second?"
"Sure Brooke"

Lucas and I walked into the hall and I pulled him further from the family.

"Brooke what's going on that we need to be so private?"
"Lucas, if I knew something really big that could change our lives, but not necessarily in a good way, would you still want to know?"
"Yeah, I think so."
"No, Lucas. I know something that I should have said years ago."
"Okay. What is it Brooke?"
"Well, on the day of the school shooting, I wasn't on out of the building like everyone thought. I left, but I snuck back in."
"Brooke, what are you saying?"
"Lucas, I saw Keith get shot."
"Brooke, how does this change anything? We know Keith got shot. That's what has Matt acting all crazy."
"Lucas, Jimmy was already dead."