I hope some of you are still reading this, I figured I'd update incase somebody is. There is a lot of spiritual stuff in here so if you're not into that you might not want to read!

Please tell me if you want me to continue of if you like the new chapter.

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Last chapter recap

"I have to go back, I need to see if they are ok," cried Lucas. He was now in full belief. "There has to be a way."

"You can go back but they won't be able to see you," said Darien. "You'll be stuck there in a ghostly form."

"Just relax, close you're eyes Luke," told Darien.

Lucas did as he was told.

Before he knew it he wasn't in the same place like before, the fog was gone. Now he was face down on a bed. He looked up and saw the walls of his bedroom.

"GOOD LUCK," he heard Darien's voice echo in his head.

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Lucas woke up in his room from what he hoped to be a freaky dream. It had to be a messed up dream, he couldn't be dead!

"MOM!" Lucas yelled from his bedroom. He jumped up and ran through the open door of his room and looked for his mom. He found her at the sink washing dishes.

"Mom, you wouldn't believe the crazy dream I just had," rambled Lucas trying to explain it to her.

He grew irritated when she never turned and acknowledged him.

"MOM, are you even listening to me?" bugged Lucas.

Still she didn't reply.

He reached for her shoulder; she turned around instead and walked the other way.

"Mom," he said following her. "Are you mad at me or something?" he questioned.

She turned around and looked straight at him.

"Finally," laughed Lucas. "I was beginning to think my dream may have not been a dream."

Lucas reached for his mom, he went to touch her shoulder but instead his hand soared through her arm and came out tingling immensely.

Karen leaped forward and walked right through Lucas and to the front door.

"AHHH," Lucas screamed in awe by what happened. "What the fuck was that?"

Karen ran to the front door and opened it. Someone had been knocking loudly.

When Karen opened the door Haley came barging through.

Lucas watched as his mother embraced his best friend in a big hug. He now noticed when his mom faced him that her eyes were bloodshot and her face had appeared to age immensely from the last time he laid eyes on her. Haley looked warn out, Lucas could tell she also was in distress.

"I heard about Nathan," Karen cried. "Debb called me; she said she's keeping a watchful eye on him."

"Yeah, she called me too after Peyton brought him home," spoke Haley. "I can't believe he tried to kill himself."

Lucas listened intently. "Why would Nathan try and kill himself?"

Lucas walked up to the two girls and tried asking Haley what was going on. Maybe he just imagined his mom walking through him before. He had imagined things before, it was definitely possible.

"Haley, what's going on?" he asked.

"I don't know what's real anymore," said Haley. "I mean everyone has become so detached since Lucas died."

Lucas looked up at his friend frightened by what he had just heard. "No," he insisted. It wasn't real! The dream was not real! He kept trying to insure himself he wasn't dead.

"Haley, I'm not dead I'm right here," spoke Lucas. Deep down he knew Haley wouldn't respond.

"I just miss him so much Karen," Haley began crying.

Lucas watched as his mother embraced Haley. Lucas was tempted to hug her too but he didn't need another tingling sensation, like what happened when he tried touching his mother.

"I miss him to sweetie," Karen comforted rubbing Haley's hair.

"You have Keith still though, I lost Lucas and Nathan in one night," bawled Haley.

"You didn't lose Nathan sweetie, he wont stay mad forever." insisted Karen. "He's just as heartbroken as the rest of us. He needs time to take it all in before he can work things out with you."

"You didn't lose me either," whispered Lucas.

"I just miss my best friend though, and I needed my husband to be there for me," cried Haley.

Karen led Haley to the sofa where they both sat down.

Lucas, in his ghostly form followed both girls and sat down next to them on the couch. He still couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"Keep trying Haley, let him know you're there for him too," insisted Karen.

Haley looked up and nodded. "Yeah," she tried agreed wiping away her tears. "I'm sorry Karen, I know I shouldn't break down on you, you're going through so much."

"You were like a daughter to me Haley," insisted Karen. "I lost my son; I was hoping I still had my daughter."

Haley hugged Karen tightly. "You always have me Karen."

Lucas stood up and ran towards the door. He ran right through it. He couldn't sit there and listen to their conversation anymore; it was really getting to him. He had to get away.

He soared down the street running. He never thought he could run so fast, he didn't think he ever ran so fast in his life. Running helped before he just hoped it would help him now.

He didn't know at first where he was going but he did when he arrived there. He arrived at Haley's apartment, also Brookes. He had to see her face. He didn't care if she could see him but he had to see her.

Lucas jogged up the stairs and soared though the doors of her apartment. There she was!

He stood there frozen as he watched Brooke rock herself back and fourth in a small rocking chair in the corner of the room. She rocked kneeling her chin on her knees with a pillow in one hand and a picture frame in the other. A small trail of tears poured down her cheeks.

Lucas wanted to break out in tears at the sight of her. He was the cause of this! He was the cause of everyone's pain.

"I'm sorry," Brooke mumbled.

Lucas rushed to her side and kneeled on the floor next to the chair. "Oh Brooke, I'm sorry."

"I'm so sorry Luke, I never meant to hurt you," Brooke cried into the pillow and squeezed the picture frame in her hand of herself and Lucas. It was the picture they took in the photo booth at the mall. One of the pictures he pimped her locker with.

Lucas reached for her hand; he was disappointed when his hand flew through hers.

"Ahhh," he shouted in anger. All he wanted to do was just hold her close to him and comfort her.

Brooke continued to rock herself and cry.

Meanwhile Lucas stood over her and took in her scent. Oh how he missed the sweet smell of her. She was the smell of peppermint candy and wildflowers. He would have done anything to just hold her at that moment.

Instead Lucas watched as Brooke, ashamed of her current appearance ran to the bathroom to hide herself.

He could have followed her but decided to leave it at that for now. He knew if he stayed any longer with her he would likely sell his soul to the devil for just a kiss.

He left the apartment and walked this time. After time he found himself walking to the river court. He was alone. He was glad, he couldn't stand to see the hurt in any more of his loved ones faces.

He screamed, he knew it was muted to everyone. He still screamed though. He knew he was alone in a world where everyone he loved was broken.

He dropped on the cement of the court and stared up at the sky. He now wondered if he would have rather stayed with that Damien guy instead of this torture! Anything could be better than this!

Thanks to those of you who read

I'm sorry for the shortness of the chapter. If I see people are reading I'll try to make the next one longer. I have a lot of ideas for this story; I mean the plotline can go many ways if only I know someone cares. Please review and give your opinions.

Next chapter… Lucas realizes that out of everyone his brother is in need most. If only he could only find a way to communicate with everyone. (hint hint) ha ha…