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The waiting area for the families of the deceased was packed. Haley looked around at all the tear stained faces, still not quite believing her surroundings.

"Hey sweetie, it's gonna be ok."

Haley looked up with a week smile, "I don't think so Brooke."

The ebony haired beauty wrapped her arm around her best friend, not knowing what else to say.

"Mrs. Keller?" The color from Haley's face left as she watched the agent walk towards her, "We're ready for you." Haley nodded and she followed the man into a small room off to the side, "The image will appear on the monitor infront of you."

Brooke tightened her grip on Haley's hand to show as much support as possible. Haley took a deep breath when the monitor went from black to the most horrific sight she'd ever seen. He was almost a gray color, but she would never mistake that face. It was Chris. Her eyes filled with fresh tears as she shook her head to let the agent know that it was infact her husband. Haley had never felt so alone.

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Nathan leaned against a wall, keeping his distance from everyone. He scanned the room at those mourning their loved ones. Nathan hadn't cried a tear. He felt numb. It was a lot to take in in 24 hours. Not only did his wife die, but she was screwing someone else. He had yet to find out the said "husband" of hers, but he vowed to find out. There was something inside of him that needed to know.

A sight caught his eye from the corner of the room. Her blonde hair was pulled back and there was no make up to be seen on her but that couldn't stop her radiating beauty. He was taken from his admiration to the sound of another voice, "Mr. Scott? I need you to follow me."

Nathan followed the agent back and they told him to watch the monitor. Her face soon after appeared. Her red hair unmistakable, "Ya, that's her."

"Mr. Scot-"

"I'm sure. That's Rachel. That's my wife." He took a deep breath pushing back his emotions, "Who was she with?"

"Mr. Scott I'm not at liberty to sa-"

"WHO was she traveling with?!" He clenched his fist in attempt to control his anger.

The agent looked at his feet, "She was traveling under the name of Keller. Mr. and Mrs. Keller."

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After the funeral Haley sat in the apartment she had shared with Chris just starring at his side of the closet. She took a sip from the glass of wine she held in her hand and just continued to stare. Was she supposed to pack it all up? Was she supposed to give it away? Was she supposed to throw it away? She had no idea. She still found herself thinking he was just away on another trip. That he would walk through the front door at any time. She took another sip, knowing that was never going to happen.

A knock on the door pulled her from her daze. She set her glass down and sighed, "Brooke." She loved her friend for being there for her, but she was borderline sufficating her. She unlocked the door and opened it, "Brooke look I just want-..Oh."

The person infront of her was not her beloved friend Brooke Davis. Instead there was a tall man with raven hair and deep blue eyes in her doorway, "I'm sorry I thought you were someone else…Can I help you?"

"Ar-Are you Mrs. Keller?"

Her body stiffened, "Ye-Yes, yes I am. Who are you?"

"Do you mind if I come in for a minute?"

"Um-what can I do for you?"

He looked at his feet, "M-my wife was on that plane…"

Haley immediately softened, "I'm so sorry." She moved out of the way to let him in, "Please come in."

Nathan looked around the nicely decorated apartment and turned back to the woman infront of him. He remembered she was the woman he had seen at the airport that day, "My names Nathan, Nathan Scott."

She walked over and reached out her hand, "Haley."

He noticed how soft her skin was and noticed the black she was wearing, "I'm sorry about your husband."

She too noticed his black suit, "I'm sorry about your wife." There was a moment of tense silent before Haley spoke again, "So what exactly can I do for you Mr. Scott?"

He ignored the question while he picked up a picture from the table of Haley and who he could only assume was her husband, "Was this him?"

Haley smiled, "Ya…that was the day he won his first case."

Nathan spoke coldly, "He was a lawyer."

"Not by choice really, his passion…well our passion was music. After we married though his father talked him into taking the bar and joining his law fir-"

He cut her off not looking at her, "Were you happy?"

"Wh-What?" She asked taken aback by the question.

"You and your husband. Were you happy?"

"I don't think you have any right to ask me that."

"It's just a question Haley." He put the picture back down, "See I wouldn't say me and my wife were happy, we weren't unhappy either…but I definitely wouldn't call us happy."

Haley moved towards the door, "Look Mr. Scott I'm sorry about your wife but I think you should go now."

He moved towards her, "Do you know why your husband was going to Miami?"

Haley's voice rose, "I just buried my husband today I really don't need YOU coming in and interagating me!"

"Just answer the question." His voice never rose, he just stared intently into her brown eyes, "Why was your husband going to Miami?"

She said nothing, just held the door open waiting for him to leave. Knowing she wasn't going to budge he handed her a piece of paper with his number on it and walked out the door. She was just about to close it when she couldn't control herself, "He was suppose to be going to Chicago."

Nathan slowly turned around, "What?"

"He told me Chicago this time, not Miami. Usually it was Miami, but this time…this time he said Chicago."

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They sat in the crowed diner in an uncomfortable silence before Haley spoke, "I don't know what I'm doing here."

"I thin-"

"Why are you doing this?" Haley interjected.

"I need to know."

"Know what? That your wife was cheating on you? You already know that…it's over. They're over."

"How long did you know?"

"I didn't know about your wife Nathan…I just knew about my husband."

"How long?"

"A few months…around his third trip to Miami."

"Did he know you knew?"

Haley shook her head "no", "It was before he left for the airport, he didn't know I was home yet…I heard him on the phone."

"Why didn't you say anything?"

Haley became aggitated, "Look I don't need your judgement and I certainly didn't ask for it!"

"I'm not judging you Haley…"

"Yes you are! You think this is easy for me? He may have been a cheating ass…but he was still my husband. I still-"

"Love him?"

She grabbed her jacket and her purse from the booth, "I have to go." She quickly rose and stormed out of the diner.

Nathan threw some money on the table and ran after her, "Haley wait!" He grabbed her arm and turned her around.

"What Nathan!?" Tears were falling, "What do you want? Whatever it is, I can't help you get it!"

"I just need to understand…"

"You're never going to! WE'RE never going to! They're dead Nathan. DEAD. It's over…" She tried walking away, but he wouldn't let her.

"You can't be ok with it. You can't just let it go like that…"

"Don't presume to know anything abou-"

"Because if you can, obviously you didn't lose that much."

Without being able to stop herself she smacked him across the face, "How dare you! Just leave me alone!" Then she stormed off.

Nathan stood on the sidewalk the sting from her hand still on his face.