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Brooke

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"Hi." I say, smiling softly at the broken hearted faces before me. "I'm Brooke Davis…Lucas was my best friend." Some of them make an attempt to smile back at me, some of them melted back into tears. "He, uh…he knows that I'm not very good at giving speeches or saying anything formal, but he always did say to me that if I get stuck, just use someone else's quote." My attempt to say something in the hope of finding these people a glimmer of light was quickly fading. "So I would like to share with you something that Lucas said to me." I paused and swallowed hard. "There are moments in our lives when we find ourselves at a crossroad, afraid, confused, without a roadmap. The choices we make in those moments can define the rest of our days. Of course when faced with the unknown, most of us prefer to turn around and go back." I say, watching the confused faces stare at me intently. "I've known Lucas Scott for as long as I can remember. And I know that he wouldn't want us to be stuck, or lost, or to turn our backs on life. He would want us to go forward, to achieve what he knows we can achieve. Because he's not giving up on us, he'll be with us the whole way, we just have to believe in that." I close my eyes for a second. When I open them I fix them on one person. Your son. "What happened to Lucas was tragic and devastating and I feel your pain, I really do." I smile gently at Jamie. "But its okay to cry because tears make room for smiles, and smiles make tears go away." His head snapped up and he looked at me with so much hurt in his eyes that in nearly destroyed me. I take a few deep breaths and pat my chest. "Lucas will always be alive right here." I quickly walk off the small church platform and head towards the backdoor. I stop at when I see Peyton standing out side. "I'm sorry." I try to wipe my tears away. "I cant imagine how difficult it must be for you." But when I look at her, she isn't crying, she's emotionless. "Peyton?" I ask, gently touching her arm. "Are you okay?"

She turns her head towards me, almost ghostly. "Brooke." She says, surprised that im there. "I'm pregnant."

I feel like I cant breath. I feel physically sick. "Peyton…" I breathe, my tears flowing. "You will always have me."

Peyton makes an attempt to smile. "Good. Because I need you to take care of this child I anything happens to me."

"Peyton. Nothing is going to happen to you…"

"Brooke, just in case." She stares at me.

"Peyton please don't think like that. Your baby will have a mother-"

"No." She shakes her head.

"What?" I'm confused. "Are you…sick?"

"No." She breathes. "I'm just going to make sure this baby will live."

I shake my head slightly. She's grief-struck. I look at her and she answers my silent question.

"Someone told me that for someone to be brought into this world, someone has to be taken out of it." Peyton turns her head and stares into nothing.

"Peyton?" I asked scared and breathless. "What are you talking about?"

I noticed the tears start to run down her face. "Dan." She said. "He killed Lucas."

I feel sick again. "Peyton you cant be serious-"

"What?" She exclaims. "You thing its wrong that I want justice for my husbands death? That I want to make sure my child will be okay?"

"Peyton!" I say. "You cannot kill Dan Scott!"

"Why?" She shouts, her eyes now looking into mine. I am silent. "Look after my baby Brooke." She sighs.

3 days earlier

"Hey Hales." I smile as I walk into your hospital room and place a fresh new vase of flowers on the window-sill. "How are you doing today." This is our routine; everyday I come around 9am to visit you. I play some of your CDs because you told me once that people in comas can recognize music - something to do with brain waves. I talk to you, everyday hoping that you will talk back. But as the routine goes on, I began to get so fixed on just talking to you unconscious, what am I going to say when you talk back? How was I suppose to reply after I set the fresh flowers down and you said Brooke? I didn't even get to playing the CD. I thought maybe I was going crazy, that this was just a sign of bereavement, but as I turned around I saw your eyes flutter. It was just like when we lived together in high school and I would bring you coffee before you woke up. Although, you were up way before 9am.

"Haley?" I practically hit the roof. Your eyes open more fully and for a couple of seconds you stare at me blankly. "Haley?" I ask again, I walk over to the chair and sit down. And then I started to panic as you coughed violently. "Water." I smiled as I fetched the bottle I had brought in for myself. "Here." I held the top of the bottle up to your lips and tilted it. I stared at you in disbelief, were you really awake, or was this a bad dream?

But then I heard you talk. "Where's Nathan?" You whimpered.

"Uh, I don't…uh, Haley oh my God." I cried happy tears as I hugged you gently.

"I'm fine by the way." You smiled. "You asked me how I was."

I raised my eyebrow. "You heard that?"

You nodded. "I heard myself singing a lot too-"

You sounded weak, your voice wasn't much more than a whisper, but you could talk, you were alive. "Yeah I played your tracks."

And then you chuckled. And I knew what I had to do.

Nathan, come to the hospital quick! Your wife wants to see you.

"I need Nathan." You whimpered again and my heart swelled.

"Don't worry Haley, he's coming, he'll be here soon." I said as I patted held your hand. Then it hit me. Did you even remember what happened? Do you remember the baby? Do you know about Lucas? Why haven't you asked for Jamie?

"Hales…" I took a deep breath. "You know your in hospital right?"

You glanced around you. "Yeah…" The words came out a bit uneasy.

"Do you know what happened?"

You shook you head no. You looked so scared.

"Okay." I smiled. "Its okay. I'm gonna get a doctor for you." I immediately stood up and pressed the buzzer next toy your bed. A few seconds later a doctor came running in.

"Haley?" she asked astounded. "How are you feeling."

You squinted slightly. "Uh, a bit sick…dizzy."

"Okay that's normal. I'm Dr Garcia." She said as she began to check you over. "You just need plenty of rest Haley, we'll keep you in here for a while before we let you home." You smiled at her.

"Thanks." I said as the doctor left the room.

"Brooke?" You asked and as I was about to answer when the door swung open.

"Haley?!" Nathan cried as a barged into the room dressed in his army uniform and walked straight over to you. "God baby, you're awake." He immediately hugged and kissed you and when you broke apart there wasn't a dry eye in the house. "I was so scared Haley, I could never lose you."

"Nathan." You whispered and I saw him melt into you. "I'm not going anywhere." He climbed onto the bed beside and you lay facing each other, with your hand on his cheek, soothing him. "I missed you so much." You cried as he held you closer.

"I love you." He whispered and I was struggling to fight back the tears as I watched from my place beside the door.

"Nathan?" You asked and I knew this would be the question you were about to ask me. "Where's…our baby?" God you sounded so scared.

I smiled. "I think you should meet a very special little girl." I walked out of the room and down the hall to the nursery where your daughter slept. Carefully picking her up I could see the features from both of you in her. "You, miss Scott, are about to meet your mommy." I felt a tear run down my cheek but I quickly wiped it off. I held the little girl in my hands and walked carefully to the hospital room. Half way there I met Nathan strolling down the hall.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"I came to get my daughter." He chuckled and smiled at me.

Of course he did. They should be a family. I handed him his baby and his eye immediately shone. "She looks just like Haley."

I nodded, she is really a mini version of you.

"Thanks Brooke." Nathan smiled. "For everything."

"Don't mention it." I said sincerely. "I love Haley too."

"I know." You're husband grinned. "I'll see you Brooke." He said and headed towards the room to spend time with his two favourite girls.

Just as I was about to walk out of the hospital with a grin on my face, my phone buzzed and the next thing I knew a hysterical Peyton was at my side. "Brooke." She managed. "Lucas is gone." And my state of happiness was spiralling downwards into a darkness I had feared for weeks now.

Now

Peyton turned and walked inside after literally telling me she planned to murder Dan Scott. I stared in disbelief at the field of yellow flowers before my eyes. This couldn't be happening. I couldn't be at Lucas' funeral. My best friend isn't a murderer. Is she? After a few minutes I walked back into the church and took my seat near the front. You tried to smile at me in your grief-stricken state but I smiled my encouragement back at you.

This is why I admired you:

You are brave.

You are selfless.

You are a wonderful mother.

Yor are strong.

And after waking from a coma and discovering your best friend had died just minutes before, you sat in your wheelchair and sang the most beautiful version of 'Blowing in the wind' I had ever heard.

So what did you think? The next chapter will be Nathan, and will give you Naley's background as well as how Haley reacted to her new baby, and Jamie. :o) Thanks for reading, please REVIEW!