AN: I have been writting the chapters faster than I thought, so here is the next chapter! ENJOY! (:

The wind was howling and Brooke couldn't seem to get comfortable. The scene that had unfolded at the café was replaying in her head over and over. She couldn't help but be curious as to what happened. Nathan told her a few things, none of which were detailed enough to describe the anguish that Lucas' mother felt.

Brooke sighed. She glanced at the clock. It was three in the morning and there was no way that she was going to be able to sleep.

A flash of lightning made her jump out of her bed. If there was anything that she didn't like, it was thunder and lightning. Her father used to tell her horror stories of people getting electrocuted. Nathan would always hold her on nights like this.

She wiped a tear from her eye and stood up. She missed him. Flipping the light in the living room on, her eyes burned from the brightness. She was going to watch tv until she fell asleep.

The door opened and Lucas appeared. She jumped. She wasn't used to someone else being here with her unless it was Nathan.

"Can't sleep?" he asked as he yawned.

Brooke shook her head, "Nope. Go back to bed, Lucas. Sorry."

Another bolt of lightning and boom of thunder made her jump. She squeezed her eyes closed tight.

He walked over to her and placed his hand infront of her, "Come on, fraidy cat!"

Brooke scoffed, smiling, "I am not afraid. I just do not like the thunder and the lightning."

"Come lay with me and get some sleep."

She stared at his hand in front of her for a moment, sighed, and took his hand. She followed him into his temporary bedroom. It smelt similar to Nathan, but it made her instantly more calm.

"How do you like your pillow?"

Brooke burst out in laughter. She had no clue why it was so funny, but it was. She shrugged. The cold sheets felt good on her skin as she slid under the covers. The bed was actually comfy.

Lucas slid in next to her and turned off the light by his side of the bed, "Sweet dreams, Brookie."

"Same to you, Lukie Pookie," she mocked.

He chuckled and wrapped his arm around her. she snuggled her head in his chest. The warmth of his body felt good. She rubbed her head on his chest until she got comfy.

Brooke looked up at him and kissed him on the cheek. It didn't dawn on her what she had just done. She just did it. There wasn't a motive, but something told her to do it. Maybe Lucas wasn't the asshole that Nathan had always claimed.

One thing was for sure, tonight she would finally get some rest.

She rolled over and felt the side of Lucas' bed. With the realization that he was not next to her, she jumped out of bed. Racing to the kitchen looking for him, he wasn't there.

It was two o'clock in the afternoon and this shocked her. that was the most sleep she had gotten since Nathan passed. Brooke was going to call him and make sure he went to his new job.

The line rang and went straight to voicemail.

"Damn," Brooke muttered.

It was no secret that she was worried about him. Things weren't making sense and she didn't want Lucas to do anything stupid. It saddened her that Lucas and his parents interacted that way. Sure. She and her parents didn't have a good relationship, but they didn't hate each other. Life can change in an instant and she hoped he understood that.

Brooke walked over to the fridge and sighed. She couldn't remember the last time she went to go get food. How was Lucas surviving with nothing to eat? She giggled.

She pulled out her phone and sent Lucas a text.

Went to the store to pick up food. Be back soon. BD.

Lucas walked into the kitchen and an overwhelming smell came from the kitchen. Was the house on fire?

"Brooke!" he called out in fear.

She was sitting on the floor, crying her eyes out over some plate of food. There was smoke still coming from the oven. He grabbed a towel and tried to get the smoke to clear-up.

"Brooke," kneeling beside her, "Are you okay? Did you get burned?"

Shaking her head, "No, I was trying to…I was trying to make dinner and I burned some of it!"

"there's no reason to cry," he said as he helped her to her feet.

"I was trying to do something nice and make dinner for us. You started a new job and I actually got some sleep. I thought that called for some sort of celebration," she said as she wiped the final tear from her eye.

He was touched that she went through all the trouble for him, "Brooke, I will eat it."

"No!" she walked the plate over to the trashcan.

Lucas grabbed the plate and sat down at the table, "Is this turkey?"

"Pork chop," Brooke said with a laugh.

She sat down next to him and watched him try to cut the meat with a straight face. Lucas took a bite a chewed on it for a while, he knew Brooke was watching him and didn't want to upset her.

"It's good."

Brooke knew he was lying, smiling, "Don't eat it, Lucas. I know its gross. Let's get pizza?"

He spit it out in his napkin, "Oh thank you! Large pizza with tons of meat!"

They burst out laughing. They were both thinking the same perverted thought, but it seemed to bring them closer.

"Thanks," Lucas said as he smiled at her.

He was extremely grateful that she was letting him stay in her house and helping him get back on his feet. She wasn't the same girl that she used to be in high school. If Nathan was still here, he would be the luckiest guy alive to have her. he used to picture her with him, but that was years ago. She didn't want to get caught up in a guy like him.

Brooke raced to pick up the phone before it went to voicemail. It was a number that she did not recognize. "Hello?"

"Is this Brooke?"

"Yes, who is this?"

"This is Karen, Lucas' mother. I was wondering if I could talk to him?"

She froze and waved Lucas to come over. He looked at her unsure of who would call her house phone to talk to him. She handed him the phone and mouthed it was his mother.

His eyes widened, "Hello?"

"Hello, Lucas, I was wondering if you would come over to the house so that we could have dinner and talk?"

He remained silent and pictured thousands of scenarios in his head, "Can Brooke come?"

"Sure. Six o' clock. Be there."

"Love—"

He put the phone on the hook and sighed, "My mother wants us to come over for dinner tomorrow night."

Brooke raised a brow, "What for?"

"She wants to talk to me. When I went to the garage today, Keith didn't say a word to me. I just fixed up old cars like I used too…"

"I'm sure she just wants to squash whatever the issue is," Brooke said optimistically.

Lucas shrugged, "I hope so."

AN: REVIEW! If I get at least three reviews, I will post the next chapter tonight or if not, I will post it later on in the week!

COMING UP: Brooke and Karen have a heart-to-heart. will Lucas finally sort it out with his family?