She took a deep breath and tried to calm her nerves. Her hands shook as she gently knocked on the door. This was going to be the defining moment that could save Lucas or hurt his chances of getting out even more. There was a small chance that Dan would come to his senses and listen to her, but she knew better than to get her hopes up.

The door opened and Dan poked his head out. He raised a brow as he realized it was Brooke standing there. She didn't move an inch. Her brain was telling her to move, but she couldn't. Dan sighed and gestured for her to come in as he opened the door.

"What can I do for you Brooke?" he said as he sat down at his desk.

She sat on the small wooden chair on the other side of his desk, "You know what I want to talk about, Dan."

He nodded, "I do, but I don't see why this has anything to do with you?"

"Dan-"

"You should know better than to bring a criminal into my grandchild's life!" he sassed.

Brooke exhaled sharply. Lucas was the farthest thing from a criminal. He may have committed a crime, but Dan was no saint either. She just watched as he flipped through a book on his desk. There had to be a heart somewhere in that body, even if it was deep down inside.

"You should know better than to put your son in jail and make him a criminal."

His mouth opened and he stared at her blankly, "He deserved it."

"He made a mistake how many years ago, Dan? He was crying out for a father and you completely disregard him!"

"You don't know what you are talking about!" he snapped as he slammed the book shut.

"I know a lot more than you think about this!" she hissed back. She wasn't going to sit there and let him run her out of the room. Someone needed to stand up for him and show him that he is being unreasonable.

"With all due respect, this is between my family and I."

"It's about time you act like Lucas' father!" she yelled.

She sat there in shock. Brook ran her fingers through her hair and tried to not look into his eyes. She felt like she was retaliating against a principal at a school meeting.

"What do you mean?"

"How do I put this," Brooke said softly, "You were never there for Lucas. I mean, does it really shock you to hear that you were a deadbeat dad?"

"I wasn't a deadbeat—"

"You might as well have been. Imagine growing up and seeing your dad with his new son and never having that relationship? What you had with Nathan, you robbed Lucas of that experience…"

Dan's eyes began to water and Brooke felt her heart stop. She had only seen him cry at the funeral for Nathan, but other than that, he was a stone.

She took a deep breath and continued, "I had a dream yesterday, but it was so much more than that. Nathan was talking to me and telling me things that I don't think you could imagine."

A sharp pain ran down her spine as the baby kicked her. She exhaled sharply as she rubbed her side. The baby had been active today and it was driving her nuts. There was too much to deal with and she just wanted everything to go back to normal.

"You okay?"

Brooke nodded and gave him a small smile, "Fine, thanks."

"Continue…"

"Well, Nathan was giving me his blessing to have Lucas act as his daddy," she said with a soft sigh. Her eyes met him and she could see another wave of tears flow over him. "He was telling me that Lucas should teach our son how to play basketball. He mentioned that it kills you that your relationship with Lucas has to be this way…."

Dan froze and scowled at her. He stood up and slammed his fist on the table. Brooke jumped at the sound. She took a deep breath as she saw the anger building in him. Dan walked over to the window and rubbed the back of his neck.

"How could you sit there and watched your son grow up playing the same sport that you love, but never play a game with him?"

"I think," he snapped, "that your dream was exactly that, a dream. You don't get to question my abilities as a father!"

"And you don't get to question Lucas'!"

"Get out!" he yelled. The veins on his neck were popping out.

A chill ran down her spine. Brooke picked up her purse and pushed in her chair. She walked towards the door without looking at Dan.

Her hand wrapped around the handle, "All Lucas ever wanted was a father, Dan. Maybe this is your chance to make everything right with the one son that you have that's alive."