Okay, here's the next chapter. It kind of has it ups and downs in corniness versus tradgedy.

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Out Of Bounds

Part 2

Nothing on earth can make up for the loss
of one who has loved you.

- Selma Lagerlof

I watched her intently as we walked towards the giant Villa I had called home for the last twenty years. Her chocolate locks moving lightly behind her in the wind, her lips parted in a gentle smile, her Hazel orbs starring at the house in front of her. She was gorgeous. My perfect woman. My Pretty Girl. I loved her so much and right now I could tell she was trying to comfort me by staying calm. Yet her eyes gave her away, as the stared at the house I could see the worry that took hold of her. I stopped walking, she turned to face me in confusion. I reached down and placed my lips against hers in a searing kiss.

"I love you." I whispered as we pulled away, she smiled.

"I love you too."

"Then stop worrying."

"I'm not worrying." I raised an eyebrow

"Brooke."

"Okay fine, I'm a little worried."

"Don't be, my family loves you."

"Yes but think about all the trouble we caused them."

"Nathan always causes trouble."

"Yeah but Nathan's family I'm-I'm Just-"

"The woman I love." I say, bringing her against my chest so I can inhale her scent "No matter what happens in there Brooke. I love you, and I'm not leaving you again. Ever. Okay?" I take her head in my hands, she peers up at me, tears in her eyes. "I'm done running, so no matter what they say. It doesn't matter, we will still be together. I will NEVER leave you again." She kisses me and I smile. "You ready?" She nods and I wrap a hand around her as we walk through the giant front door. The house is silent, it worries me so I step in front of her. My natural reaction to protect her kicking in.

"Lucas?" She questions, I turn to her, holding a finger up to my lips to tell her to be quiet before walking towards the living room. She clutched at my back, holding me close. The living room is quiet so I walk towards the kitchen, I can see the light on.

"SURPRISE!" I almost jump before laughing as I watch Haley standing in front of me with a birthday cake, Nathan standing with an arm around her smiling. My mum, Karen and father, Dan standing a little way behind.

"WOW!" Haley exclaimed, turning to Nathan in excitement "We actually got him to laugh! Imagine that!"

"Uh- Hales I don't think it was us." Nathan interrupts, looking to the brunette who had stepped out from behind and now stood leaning on me, smiling at my family. All eyes fall on her in shock.

"Hey." She whispers into the silence, I hold her against me, running a hand up and down her arm in encouragement. Haley's the first one to speak.

"Brookie!" She calls, jumping forward to hug the brunette, I step back as the two hold each other. Brooke and Haley had been friends since Brooke was born, although Haley was a year older that had never stopped them constantly convincing the adults to put them in the same age group at school, sporting teams and everything else. When Brooke met Lucas at age fifteen, sixteen year old Haley James met nineteen year old Nathan Scott, the two hit it off instantly and three years later they were married. As much as Brooke's father hated it, he knew there was absolutely no way he could stop Brooke from seeing her best friend, he just forbid it from happening anywhere near the Scott's side of town nor while any Scott was present, a rule Brooke regularly broke.

"Your back with Lucas?" Haley asked, pulling away from her friend, smiling. She had seen the devastating effects on both friends when they were forced apart.

"Yes." Brooke says in almost a whisper, I smile at her as my brother walks up, wrapping her in a hug.

"About time you got back Davis, he has been unbearable without you." Brooke returned Nathan's hug before stepping back towards me and turning to my parents who had yet to say anything.

"Mum, Dad." I say. "I love her." I look into both their eyes, silently pleading with them not to overreact.

"Lucas." My father says in his gruff voice "You both realise how much trouble this is going to cause us? And you?" We both nod, Brooke doesn't speak.

"I don't care." I tell my father "If you want us to leave, we will. But understand this, If she leaves, I leave. I'm twenty now and I love her, I'm not living without her anymore." My mother looked up at Dan for a moment before smiling and stepping forward to hug Brooke.

"You made my baby smile again." She said, as my beautiful girlfriend laughed in relief "Welcome back Brooke."

"Thanks Karen" Mum pulled away as Dad walked towards me, he placed a hand on my shoulder.

"It's nice to see you happy again son."

"Thanks dad." He turned away and towards Brooke, bending down to give her a brief hug.

"Welcome Brooke."

"Thankyou Mr. Scott."

"Please, I think were past last names."

"Thanks Dan." Dan nodded in approval before turning back to me.

"Happy twentieth birthday son, you are a fine man." I smile at him as my mother hugs me.

"Happy Birthday Lucas."

"Thanks mum, dad." They had given me the best present of all, as I looked down at the woman I loved I could tell she was no longer scared. Her eyes shone bright with happiness and I couldn't help but beam.

"Okay well we will let you kids catch up, were off to bed." Mum took dads hand and the two walked out of the room. I wrapped an arm around Brooke again, she snuggled into my body, her head lay against my chest.

"Told you, you had nothing to worry about Pretty Girl."

"You were right Broody, they do love me." Haley and I both chuckled as I placed a kiss on the top of her head.

"How could they not?"

Waking up the next day with her in my arms was pure bliss, I watched her sleep for a moment before placing my lips against hers. She moaned before opening her eyes "Morning boyfriend." she whispered in the sexy rasp off hers. I kissed her again.

"Morning girlfriend" She ran her hands across my chest before playing with the necklace which hung around my neck. "I was thinking." I told her, she smiled.

"This can't be good." She joked playfully.

"HA-HA Davis."

"I'm sorry, continue."

"You know that whole 'Morning Boyfriend' thing sounds really good." She kisses my neck

"I know."

"Well you know what would sound better?" I roll away from her, grabbing something from my bedside draw before rolling back towards her, taking her in my arms.

"Morning best-sex-of-my-life?" She questions jokingly

"ONLY sex of your life." I correct her and she giggles, shrugging.

"Same thing."

"Anyway, don't distract me." I place my lips against hers to gain some courage "This is important." She giggles again before biting her lip. I take a breath. "You know what is way better than 'Morning Boyfreind?'" I take the little box in my hand and place it in front of her, her eyes go wide. "How about. Morning Fiancé?" I open the box to reveal a rather large diamond on a simple gold band. "Brooke, I love you. Marry Me?" She looks between me and the ring before groaning.

"Lucassss" She groans "how much trouble do you want to get us in?" I smile, lightly running my fingers down her arm before tickling her hip with my thumb.

"As much as possible." I answer. She looks back down at the box before taking the ring and slipping it on her finger, it fit perfectly.

"Well, I guess it will look great with any outfit." My face lights up.

"Is that a yes?" Her dimples flare as she looks at me.

"Of course it's a yes idiot, as if I would ever say no to you. I love you remember?" I laugh at Brooke's sarcasm. Rolling on top of her as she shrieks, I bend down, slipping my tongue into her mouth as I brought her into a full lip lock.

"I love you so much Brooke Davis." I whisper huskily as we are forced to pull away for air. I kiss her again "Fuck, I love you so much." She smiles.

"I love you so much Broody Scott."

So it was time, she had to tell her father. My Pretty Girl had to tell her father that she was marrying a Scott. That she was leaving his house to come live in the house owned by his enemies. "Let me come with you." I begged, I didn't want her alone with him, I knew he would never hurt her but I was still terrified he would never let her come back. "Please, I'm not scared off him. Let me come with you." She shook her head, Brunette tresses flying.

"No. Lucas, he would kill you. He would literally Kill you."

"He can try Brooke, I don't care. I don't want you going alone."

"I won't be alone. Haley's coming." No matter what he said about the 'scum' she married, Richard Davis had always loved Haley James like his own.

"Brooke." I step towards her, taking her hand and smiling at the ring that lay around her engagement finger. "I'm scared." She reaches up to cup my face.

"Don't be Lucas, trust me. I will be back in your arms by tonight." I shake my head.

"Too long." She smiles

"Be patient Luke, I will be safe. I promise."

"You can't promise something you don't know."

"I can, you just need to trust me."

"Of course I trust you, it's him I don't."

"I will be fine." I sigh, she wasn't going to give up.

"Okay, go. But take Carl and Tony." My bodyguards, I had complained so much about having them since I was young but they had come in handy over the years.

"What? No."

"Brooke please, just in case."

"What do you think he's going to do? Lock me up and throw away the key?" I shrug and she laughs. "Don't be ridiculous."

"I'm not, Brooke, please just take them. It will give me peace of mind." She sighs

"Okay fine, but you have to promise to stay put here, at the house, until I get back okay? You can't be seen anywhere near their side of town." I hold her in my arms, nodding.

"That used to be yourside, ya know." She nods, kissing me.

"Not anymore."

The wait was unbearable, it felt like she had been gone for days when in fact it had only been a few hours. I paced back and forth in the main hall, every time I tried to do something else I'd get distracted and frustrated so I'd spent the last hour here. Just pacing.

"Dude, your starting to give me a headache." Nathan said from where he sat on a step of the giant staircase which lead to the upper level of the mansion.

"Why aren't they back yet?" I snapped, I had never been so on edge.

"It's only been three hours, remember Brooke has to pack up her entire life. Give them time." His words were reassuring but I could hear a slight hint of worry in his voice. It scared me.

"This isn't fair." I whispered, turning to my brunette brother "This isn't fair!" I shouted, pointing at him "YOUR the one who does all the shitty stuff! YOUR the one whose daddies little organised crime heir! I've never robbed a bank, I've never lit a building on fire, I've never killed or even hurt anyone! Why am I being punished?" Nathan stood up, his hands in his jeans, he offered me a small smile.

"Little Bro. This is your family. This is what we do. Fine, maybe were not the greatest people on the earth but we love each other. Your not being punished, Brooke will be back here any minute." The door opened and my head flew towards it. A second later Brooke walked in. I let out a huge sigh of relief.

"Pretty Girl." I whispered, bringing her petite body against me. Haley walked in the door and headed straight towards Nathan. Brooke pulled away from me.

"Hey." She whispered quietly, it was only then I noticed her tear-stained cheeks.

"What's wrong?" I asked her. She shook her head, turning away from me.

"Just give me some time." She whispered before walking away from me and up the stairs. I immediately turned to Haley.

"What happened?"

"Carl got shot Luke." My eyes went wide.

"Wh-What?"

"He tried to pick up Brooke's bags to bring them and Richard shot at him. He got hit in the arm, he will be okay. Tony grabbed the bags and ran, so did we. You should have seen Richard, he was so angry." I let out an laboured breath.

"She'll blame herself." I said to no one in particular "She won't forgive herself for him getting shot."

"That's not all" Haley continued. "He slapped her." My hands balled into fists.

"HE TOUCHED HER!" I cried out in rage.

"When she said she was marrying you, he slapped her. His own daughter. He said some awful things as well. I've never seen her look so broken, well, except for when you left." I couldn't believe it. I hated Richard Davis with everything in my being. I looked up towards our bedroom.

"I got to go talk to her." Haley nodded as I started up the stairs.

"You know what this means Lucas." Nathan called after me. I turned to him, he looked sombre. "Richard Davis is about to start an all out war."

"He's never getting her back." I hiss "She's a Scott now. It's not just me anymore Nathan, she's family. We all have to protect her with our lives." Nathan nods, holding Haley against him as he sends me an encouraging smile.

"You know we all have your back bro, and hers." I nod back before turning and walking towards the bedroom I now shared with my fiancé.

She sat on the bed, her knees curled up against her chest under the flowing red dress she wore. She starred out of the window, the moon bathing her in a glowing light. My throat hitched at her beauty but sadness filled me as I saw the tears streaming down her face.

"Hey" I whispered from the door frame. She didn't look at me. I walked towards her, taking a seat next to her on the bed. "Hey" I repeated, using a hand to wipe away her tears. "Please don't cry Pretty Girl. Everything is going to be okay." She shook her head.

"It's not." I wrapped my arms around her tightly, her head fell against my chest and it took only moments before I felt her tears soak through my shirt.

"It is." I assure her, stroking her hair. "Because your here. No matter what he said Brooke. He didn't take you away from me and that is all that matters. That's what is going to make this okay."

"Carl got shot." She sobbed

"I know baby but he will be okay."

"It would have hurt so bad Lucas and it's all my fault."

"It's not your fault okay. Carl has been shot before, he's a body guard, he will be okay." This doesn't calm her tears.

"He's going to come after the family now Lucas, what if something happens to one of them? I could never forgive myself. Maybe I can make him promise to leave you alone. Maybe he would leave the whole family alone. If-If I go back-" I took her head in my hands, forcing her to look at me. I starred into her eyes.

"NO." I said forcefully. "You are NEVER going back there! Never. Understand?" She doesn't react, I hold her slightly tighter. "Promise me?" She tries to look away but I hold her in my grasp "Promise me." I say again and this time she nods.

"Okay. I promise." I sigh in relief.

"Our families have fought for years Brooke. This is no different. At least now were doing it for something worth fighting for." I pause "Whatever happens Brooke, none of this is your fault." We sat in silence for a moment before she spoke.

"He slapped me Lucas." She closed her eyes in hurt "He told me I wasn't his daughter anymore. He said I was as dead to him as you were. He said he was going to kill you. Make you pay. So many awful things-"

"Hey, listen to me. He is not going to kill me. Nothing is going to happen to me okay? I'm fine." She clung to me and I held her, I could tell her father had scared her and I hated him even more for it.

"I'm so terrified Lucas, I can't stand the thought of anyone hurting you." I shook my head.

"No one is going to hurt me Pretty Girl. No one. Your here with me right now and I love you so much. I'm staying by your side, no one is going to hurt either of us." I lay down bringing her with me. "Now lets get some sleep okay? Stop worrying about your dad. You have my family now Brooke. You are my family. We are protected. I love you."

Four months later the wars still raged. Richard Davis hadn't been lying when he said he would come after Lucas, he had, and aggressively at that. The Scott family had been under attack many times but each time they had managed to come out successful. The first month had been harsh. The young couple stayed inside most of the time for protection but eventually as the months went by the threat lessened. Tonight the two were out for a dinner and a movie, they had left their guards at home for a night seeing as the restaurant and theatre were so close to the mansion.

"Okay, there is no WAY you liked that movie." Brooke shook her head as we walked hand in hand back towards the house.

"Dude, the movie was awesome." I laughed.

"It was all crap lines and stupid effects! C'mon Pretty Girl, admit it was bad."

"No." She replied stubbornly

"And here I thought I had a fiancé with taste." She hit me playfully.

"Lucas! Your such an ass."

"An ass you love." I said, stopping to bend down and kiss her, she smiled.

"An ass I love." She repeated before pulling away "Luke" She said as we stood there "I need to talk to you about something." She almost looked nervous and I frowned at her in amusement. "I don't know how to say it."

"You can tell me anything Pretty Girl." She bit her lip.

"I was so shocked. And I've been trying to figure out all night how to tell you but I guess there is only one way." She was rambling, I couldn't help but laugh, she peered up at me "Lucas I'm-"

"Hello Lucas, Brooke." I turned around as we were interrupted. Peering through the darkness before spotting him. Only a few feet away from us stood Felix Taggaro. Brooke's ex best-friend and Richard Davis's right-hand man. He held a gun in his hand. "I'm sorry, have I interrupted something?"

"Felix, what are you doing here?" Brooke snapped but there was something in her voice which sounded weird, almost forced. It puzzled me but I didn't have much time to think about it. The second I had seen the gun I had immediately stepped in front of her.

"I am here, my dear because there is an order out on the death of Lucas Scott, a very profitable order." Brooke let out a little shriek and I tensed.

"Let her go." I said, I wanted Brooke as far away from this situation as possible. "Let Brooke leave then Felix, this is between you and me." Felix rolled his eyes.

"And her." He muttered waving the gun threateningly. "No. She stays."

"Felix." I say again "You two grew up together. I know you love her, don't do this." Felix yawned running his spare hands through his dark hair before chuckling.

"I will admit, I care for Davis. I do. Enough to know that even if I told her to go, she wouldn't." He looks from me to Brooke who is trying her best to get out from behind me yet I wouldn't let her. I wouldn't have him pointing a gun anywhere near her. "Fine Davis, you can go." She didn't move.

"Brooke. Go. Run." I ordered. She still didn't budge. "Brooke, please." I beg.

"No." Is her simple reply.

"Please go back to the house, for me."

"I'm not leaving you Lucas." And I realise there is no way I can get her to leave because if the situation was reversed I would rather die than leave her and I know she felt the same. I gulped.

"Aim well." I say to the boy in front of me. I had accepted my fate but if I could protect her, it would be worth it. I always said I would die for her. Now was my chance. I could hear Brooke sniffle from behind me. "Don't point that thing anywhere near her." I say as calm as possible. I turn my head slightly to her. "I'll always love you Pretty Girl".

"Lucas, NO!" Brooke shouted and a moment later I hear a loud shot ring out and out of nowhere something pushes me and I fall to the ground in shock. The pavement smacking my body as I cry out in pain. Then another figure lands beside me and Felix is dropping the gun and running. Terror in his eyes. I have no idea what has happened. And then I sit up.

Blood pools all around me as I look down at her.

"No." I let out, my voice barely audible. "NO!" I scream. I grab her body, pulling her into my arms. There is so much blood.

"Lucas?" She says groggily as tears slip from my eyes, I shake my head in not wanting to believe what I was seeing.

"Pretty Girl." I say, my heart is on fire. This can't be happening. It has to be a nightmare.

"Lucas." Brooke repeats, a trembling hand comes up to touch my face "I love you." She says and I sob, there has to be a way to stop this.

"I love you too beautiful." I say and she smiles slightly. "Please stay with me. I need you. Please don't leave, stay with me, I'm going to get you help okay? Your going to be alright." So much blood. So many tears. I wipe some hair off her face.

"Okay." She whispers, her hand falling to her stomach as she looks up at me. "Lucas." She says again, her eyes suddenly terrified "The baby." My eyes widen as I look between the hand resting on her stomach and her face. She was pregnant.

"Were having a baby?" I ask but she doesn't reply, her head falls limp against my arm. "No." I let out, the shock of finding out I was going to be a father leaving as terror filled me. "NO! PLEASE NO!" I shout, holding her against me. She wasn't breathing and a moment later I realise her heart had stopped. Her heart had stopped. I stared down at her in disbelief, rocking her back and forth, praying to a god I didn't believe in to please help. Please bring her back to me. And as I place a hand on her stomach and feel the ever so slight bump I wouldn't have noticed before I can't help but let out an animalistic scream.

My Baby.

My Pretty Girl.

Dead.

A shocking twist! But is all as it seems? HAHA Let me know what you think and stay tuned!