"What are you doing?" Brooke asked a very distraught looking Lucas. He was looking at his old Tree Hill High yearbook. She sighed as she saw the page he was on. "You really miss her, huh?"

He nodded his head. how could he not miss the girl that he practically grew up with? They were a package deal and never were seen without the other.

Haley was the only girl that he ever felt comfortable around and he loved besides his mother. He ran his fingers through his hair and sighed, "I don't know how to get back there…"

"Where?"

"To that place where we were best friends…" he said softly.

Brooke rested a comforting hand on his shoulder, "I'll never know what happened when you left for the city, but I think that you should talk to her."

"I can't."

"We will go to the café tonight and watch her perform, okay?" Brooke said as she stood up and headed towards the kitchen.

She placed a hand on her stomach. Her stomach had been bothering her the past few days. She covered her mouth and leaned over the sink. Shit.

Her breakfast was being removed from her body and draining down the sink. Lucas ran over and held her hair out of the way. He rubbed small circles on her back.

"Are you okay?" he asked as he grabbed her a wash cloth.

Brooke nodded and wiped her mouth, "Yeah, just a little stomach bug."

Lucas grabbed her hand and walked her over to the couch, "You need to rest. I will go get some medicine from the store and come right back."

Brooke shook her head, "I don't need medicine, Lucas."

Lucas ignored her and grabbed his coat. Brooke watched him head out the door. She sighed. She didn't need any medicine. She felt better after she threw up.

"I got seventeen different kinds of medicine," Lucas said as he walked in carrying a brown paper bag.

Brooke giggled, she couldn't see him, "There better be brownies in there."

Lucas raised a brow as he sat the bag on the table, "brownies?"

"Yeah, they just sound good."

Lucas handed her a bottle of cherry flavored medicine. Brooke opened the cap and took a swig.

"It's not a shot, Brooke," Lucas scolded.

Brooke rolled her eyes, "Sorry, I must have forgotten to stick my pinky out."

"I have been thinking a lot about it and I want to go see Haley tonight," he said as he handed her a water bottle.

"Well, we have to leave now," she said as she glanced at the clock.

"You are staying home," Lucas said.

He walked into his room and grabbed a white polo. There was no way that he was going to wear his work shirt to the café. He missed those days where he was dressed with all the labels and was successful. He wished that he could show her that he was a better guy, but he is just the same as he was back then.

"Does this look okay?"

Brooke giggled, "Someone is really nervous!"

He deadpanned, "Brooke—"

"Yes, tight-ass, it looks good!"

Brooke grabbed her purse and followed him to the door. There was no way that she was going to miss all of this unfold. Sure, she thought Haley was a parasite, but she needed to support Lucas.

"I thought I told you to stay home?"

"What are you, my dad?" Brooke sassed. "I am going because I want to support you…are you wearing a cup?"

Lucas rolled his eyes, "No, Haley is not the physical type when she is angry."

"Okay," Brooke scoffed.

They made their way to Lucas' truck. Lucas was nervous and he kept imagining scenarios over in his head. he knew this was not going to be the reunion that he had always hoped for. Lucas was tired of living without Haley and he needed his friend back.

"Did you ever have sex with Haley?" Brooke asked.

Lucas turned his head so fast, speechless, "What?"

"Did…you…ever—"

"I know what you said, Brooke!" Lucas cut her off. "Why are you asking me that question?"

"I don't know. I always thought that you two were shaking up in school. She does your homework and you make her—"

"I swear on everything, if you do not stop talking…"

"Fine!" Brooke said throwing up her hands in defense.

Lucas was appaled that she had asked him that. There was no way that he could ever sleep with his best friend. Haley was like his sister and that would be gross.

They pulled into the parking lot. Brooke sighed and squeezed Lucas' hand, "It's going to be okay."

He nodded and got out of the truck. He glanced in his side view mirror and fixed his hair. Lucas was about to see her for the first time in years. He was a ball of nerves.

"Does your mom have brownies?"

Lucas turned to her and sighed, "What is with you and brownies?"

"I just want a damn brownie!"

Brooke had no idea why she was so desperate to stuff her face with brownies. She was just really wanting one. Maybe she was about to have her period or something.

They just walked in and Karen rushed over to them. She gave them both hugs and directed them towards an empty table.

"I have been saving this one for you two," she whispered.

A man with a guitar was playing right now. Brooke was transfixed. The music was so beautiful, but not so much the guy. Karen sat down next to Brooke.

"Mom, do you have anymore brownies? Brooke has been on a mission to get one," Lucas asked.

Karen smiled, "I'll be right back."

"This is nice," Brooke said with a smile. Open Mic Night was never her scene, but she actually loved just relaxing. This was something that didn't make her think of Nathan.

It was hard to believe that Nathan was only away for a month, and almost dead a month. Brooke began to think about Nathan. She thought about how he would love this and it would be such a cute date night.

"Aw…hey…" Lucas said as he wrapped his arm around her.

She rested her head on his shoulder and watched as the guy played Jack Johnson on his guitar. She tried to focus on him and not the chaos that was swirling around in her head.

Karen returned with a full plate of brownies. Brooke quickly removed herself from Lucas. She felt awkward.

"Thanks, Karen," Brooke said as she grabbed a brownie. The brownie was so good and fudgy. She had no clue why she had wanted one in the first place, but she was glad to have one.

"There she is…" Lucas trailed off as he saw Haley take the stage.

Haley James looked beautiful. She was definitely not the shy, ugly duckling anymore. She was a beautiful women. She was wearing a soft orange dress and wedges. He had never seen Haley in a dress before. Her hair was caramel and it was so long now.

The one thing that hadn't changed about Haley James, was that beautiful voice of hers. Lucas immediately felt comforted by hearing her voice. He had always loved driving around to the basketball games and having Haley sing along to the radio. He was taken back to old times.

"She's the last act of the day," Karen informed.

Brooke whispered in Lucas ear, "Go put some money in her jar."

Lucas nodded. That's how he would walk back into her life. It felt like she had been singing forever and he was ready to get this over with.

"Thank you!" Haley said as she finished playing.

"Good luck," Brooke said as she kissed him on the cheek.

They both looked at each other for a moment; did she just kiss him in public? Lucas walked over to Haley. One problem at a time, he told himself.

He pulled out a twenty and placed it in her jar.

"Thank you, sir!" she said from behind him.

Lucas took a deep breath and turned around, "Hey, Hales."