NATHAN

I knock on the door and Peyton answers.

"Hey Nate," she says. "How're you doing?"

"Better than Haley," I reply. "How about you?"

Peyton nods her head, trying to tell me she's okay, but I know better. I know she's not really okay. Brooke was her best friend and their friendship ended badly. She and Lucas are having a harder time with this than any of us, considering how close they once were to Brooke. They and Haley were closer to Brooke than I ever was.

I step up to Peyton to hug her, hoping it will giver her some comfort.

"It'll be okay." I say as she hugs me back.

"Yeah…I hope so." She says when she pulls away.

"Look, I, um…I need to talk to Lucas. Is he still up here?"

"Yeah, he's in the bathroom getting dressed. Come on in."

I enter their room and close the door as Peyton knocks on the closed bathroom door.

"Hey Luke," she says. "Nathan's here."

"I'll be out in a minute." Lucas replies from behind the door.

I sit down on the bed while Peyton puts earrings in at the mirror.

"So how are you feeling?" I ask, trying to ignite a conversation while I wait for Lucas.

"Like crap." Peyton sighs and she turns and faces me. "Being pregnant sucks."

"I guess this stress doesn't help too much, does it?"

"It makes it all worse."

The bathroom door opens and Lucas comes out ready for the funeral.

"Hey Luke," I say as I stand up. "How are you doing?"

"I'm fine." He replies, passing Peyton and me to leave his clothes on his suitcase. He's been distant like that with all of us since learning about Brooke's death.

"Look Luke," I start with a sigh. "I know you're hurting and still really pissed of right now, but you need to go talk to Haley before the funeral."

"No." Lucas says at once, glaring at me. "She does not care about me or my feelings, so why should I go talk to her?"

"Because she does care about you, Luke." I argue in Haley's defense. "That's why she didn't tell you. But she's missing Brooke too and hurting just as much as you are. And you need to go talk to her right now because you never gave her the chance to finish telling you everything she needed to tell you."

"Oh, what else could there possibly be?"

I hesitate. Haley said she needed to be the one to tell him, but maybe if I say something to him now, it'll be easier for her to explain. So I sigh and I tell him.

"Brooke…had a baby Luke…your baby eleven years ago."