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Nathan was sitting on his couch when the doorbell rang. When he opened it, a broken Brooke was revealed. Her eyes were red and puffy, tears expelling from them. A sleeping Shelly and Aaron were in each arm along with a suitcase, which he assumed contained her only remaining belongings. As she stepped inside the house, Nathan took the kids while leading her to the couch. He put the kids to bed and went downstairs to comfort his brother's wife.

"Brooke…" he said.

She collapsed in his arms, sobbing furiously. He held her tightly, trying to protect her and keep her safe. He was all she had left.

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Brooke awoke to find herself lying on a couch in no other than Nathan's arms. It felt good being in his arms. It felt safe and comforting. Despite that, though, she had to get up. Making her way to the bathroom, she spotted her kids in the guest bedroom, sleeping soundly, oblivious to the drama from the previous night. As she looked into the bathroom mirror, what she saw shocked her. She looked unfamiliar, like a totally different person. Her eyes were puffy and red from the continuous tears. Mascara mixed and eye liner remains lined her cheeks. And her hair was tangled and disheveled. The always perfect Brooke wasn't so perfect anymore.

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Nathan woke up to find the couch half empty. He immediately looked around for Brooke. Last night she was a wreck. God he hoped she was okay. As he made his way towards the kitchen, an aroma of pancakes and syrup filled his nose. There in the kitchen, standing in an apron with a box of pancake mix in one hand and a big wooden spoon in the other, was no other than Brooke. Despite their current situation, Nathan had to laugh.

"Brooke, what in the world are you doing?" he asked.

"What does it look like I'm doing, smartass? I'm making pancakes."

He laughed.

"Nathan Scott stop laughing or I will hit you with this…" she waved the spoon around "…thing."

He doubled over with laughter. Eventually, Brooke started laughing too.

"You idiot," she said as she threw pancake mix at his head.

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"Oh, no you didn't," Nathan exclaimed as he felt the gooey substance cascade down his forehead. He got the packet of eggs and threw an egg into Brooke's now perfectly groomed hair.

"Nathan Lee Scott!"

For a second, each glared at the other. Then, as if they were thinking the same thing, they reached for the closest thing and started throwing it at each other. Eggs, mix, syrup, blueberries, chocolate chips, and butter were flying all over the place.

By the time Brooke and Nathan had attacked each other, little Aaron had woken up from his sleep.

"Mommy, Uncle Nate, what are you doing?" he asked.

The two adults stopped in their tracks, their faces resembling a deer caught in the headlights, before they both starting bursting out in laughter.

"Umm…we were cooking," Nathan said.

"Oh. Mommy, why are we at Uncle Nate's? Where's Daddy?"

At that one question, the fun suddenly ceased. The air suddenly filled with tension. And the previous night's events suddenly caught up with Brooke and Nathan.

"Umm baby, Daddy is at home. Mommy decided to give Uncle Nate a visit so I brought you and Shelly along. Doesn't the sound like fun?"

"Yeah. Uncle Nate, can I go watch some basketball?"

"Sure Aaron."

As Aaron retreated into the living room, Nathan swiftly turned to Brooke.

"Brooke…" he said as he turned her body to face his, revealing a few tears.

"Nathan, what am I going to do? How am I going to tell a five year old boy that I cheated on his father? And how am I going to tell Shelly that you're her dad, not Lucas?"

"Shhh…Brooke, you can do this. We can do this, together. Like I said yesterday, I'll help you get through this. I'm here for you and I will always be here for you. We'll talk to Lucas and Haley and settle this mess later. But for now, we are going to clean this mess, make some damn good pancakes, and enjoy the morning."

She finally looked up. Their faces were now a couple inches apart. And as she stared into his mysterious blue eyes and him into her enchanting green ones, they started closing the gap between them until something in Brooke's head clicked. She jerked her head back and unraveled herself from Nathan's arms. What the heck was she doing? They weren't about to kiss, right? They were just friends. God, she needed to get out of there.

"Umm….I gotta go," Brooke said as she rushed out of the door.

"Brooke! Brooke stop!" Nathan screamed outside but it was too late. She was already out of sight.

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She ran as fast as her legs could take her. She needed to get out of there, away from Nathan, away from everything that was going on. She wanted to be free, free of pain, free of problems, free of feeling. All of a sudden, something suddenly came towards her. She heard a loud scream. And then everything went black.

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