So I've decided to start this fanfic that has to do with episode 2.20 of One Tree Hill. That's the one where Nathan is in a coma after his racing accident and has a dream where Dan married Karen. At the end of the episode Nathan wakes up and tells Haley he doesn't want her to come home. Well this story is about what if Nathan hadn't woken up then? What would the reactions of those who care about him be? And what would happen in the dream world?
Please Read and Review! Thank you so much to those who have reviewed, it makes me feel all warm and tingly inside to see those reviews! (That's not creepy at all) A lot of this chapter has to do with the Brucas relationship. (Thank you 'Bella' for telling me you wanted to hear about the Brooke/Lucas backstory)Now unfortunately this will be my last update for a while. I'm going to camp (whoohoo Summer Games) and I won't get back until late Friday night, so I probably won't update until next Saturday. I'm sorry! If you leave me lots of reviews I might update on Friday.
Disclaimer: I do not own One Tree Hill or any of its characters and such. If I did Nathan/James Lafferty would not have grown his hair out in season 4. I also do not own the poem, I have no talent for poetry I'm sorry to say. It is actually by Thomas Ford and is called There is a Lady Sweet and Kind.
Side Note: The Bold Face is reality with Nathan in a coma, Regular Type is the dream world, and italics are the thoughts, in this chapter italics also symbolize a flashback.
Chapter 5: Unconscious Conversations
"Did you see the look on Tim's face when he saw you today? It's like he can't believe you actually beat his precious Lucas!" Haley said into her phone to Nathan.
Nathan simply chuckled, he loved his bedtime talks with Haley. Usually she just rambled into the phone, but Nathan enjoyed listening to those, they were always so entertaining.
"HALEY!!! TAYLOR IS COMING INTO TOWN!! WE NEED A WAR PLAN!" Nathan heard Haley's mom shout clearly through the phone even though he knew she was downstairs.
"Oh crazy sister time, huh?" He asked smiling, remembering how much Haley and Taylor used to fight, "Do you remember the time she slipped us alcohol?"
"Gah how could I forget? I hope you know that I have never accepted Hawaiian Punch from her ever since."
"Yeah well the making out on the couch was pretty fun."
"Nathan Scott! If we were in person right now I so would've punched you!"
"Okay, okay! It hurts just to think about you hitting me again! Don't worry I remember our agreement, never mention it again." That doesn't mean I can't think about it though, "If I remember right you ended up falling off the couch and then throwing up on Taylor's date, am I right?"
"Shut up, I'll see you tomorrow." With that Haley hung up the phone. Nathan immediately went to sleep with a smile on his face. He always went to bed right after their conversations so her voice was the last thing he heard.
Nathan was back at the river court, Lucas was driving away. Everyone else was fading. He saw Haley walking towards him. He smiled brightly, but then she began to fade as well. "Haley! Haley?!" Where did she go? Is she all right? "HALEY?!"
"HALEY! HALEY! HALEY!" Nathan was yelling in his comatose state. Curiously, Haley had just walked into the room.
She ran up to his bedside and placed her small hand in his big one, "I'm right here Nathan! I'm right here!"
Nathan felt a warmth in his right hand, a gentle, comforting warmth, "Haley? Is that you?" He stared down; a small wet drop had fallen onto his hand from no where, "Haley, don't cry."
"Nathan, if you feel me, squeeze my hand so I know you're there. Please Nathan," another tear escaped from Haley's eyes as she watched her husband stay still.
He squeezed his hand gently onto the invisible hand in his. He wanted to comfort Haley, it made him sad to know she was crying.
Haley felt the big familiar hand squeeze hers and she laughed out of relief, any second now Nathan would wake up, he had to. Brooke stood in the doorway with a small smile as she had seen the whole thing.
Both of them waited a few minutes, but Nathan showed no other sign of consciousness. Haley's laugh turned into sobs, but no comforting squeeze came this time.
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"Nathan Lee get up or you're going to be late for school!" Nathan rubbed his hand through his hair, that was one weird dream, "Nathan! I'm serious! I don't want to have to face Mr. Bore-My-Head-Off alone!" Haley charged into his room and ripped off his sheets. She glanced at his face and saw that it was wet, "Nathan why were you crying?"
"Me? Crying? Nah-never!" He hastily wiped off his face, why was I crying? I remember someone-Haley- seemed to have cried onto my hand and then…A lot more tears came…Were those really mine? Nathan hurriedly got out of bed and ran into his bathroom where he took a quick shower. While he was in the shower Haley toasted a couple of pop-tarts for him. When he got out of the shower he smiled at her, "We make a great team in the morning."
"Superstar you really take too long in the morning," Brooke said to Lucas as they walked through a patch of trees to school.
"Well no matter how long I take I can't begin to rival you're good looks, Prettygirl."
Brooke gave Lucas a smile, "Do you remember how this relationship started out?"
"I believe you were trying to ruin everything in my locker and you found something you weren't expecting," Brooke grinned as they both remembered.
Dream World Flashback Time
"Peyton, I can't stand this! Why do you let this creep walk all over you?" Brooke yelled through the phone at her best friend right after she had relayed Lucas' latest jackass move.
"Brooke it isn't anything. Don't make this a big deal. Please," Peyton pleaded, regretting telling Brooke.
"He can't get away with this Peyton. You may be willing to be a doormat, but I don't want to have to watch," Brooke hung up and turned off her phone. She made her way to school and into the office.
"Brooke!" A boy with big lips and spiky hair exclaimed. As Brooke knew, he was the office monitor this month.
"Hey Mouth! How have you been?"
"I've been doing alright, what are you here for? Does your computer need to be fixed again?"
"Is it so wrong for me to want to say hi to my buddy Mouth?"
"You've flattered me enough, I'll do you a favor."
"You're the greatest Mouth! I just need to know Lucas Scott's locker combination."
"Oh, that will be no problem. You're going to do something mean right?"
"Of course,"
"It's 25-3-27, do your worst."
"I will, thanks Mouth," Brooke kissed Mouth on the cheek. She quickly left the office and made her way to Lucas' locker, "Here we go Scott. Will you be so cocky if all your homework and precious basketball plays get ruined?" Brooke entered the combination and opened the locker, it was surprisingly neat, "A jock with organization skills, that's not creepy," Brooke pulled out a few books and began to place them 3 piles. She planned on dumping some down a toilet, simply hide a few, and write hateful things on the rest. In the corner of the locker she saw a worn old book, curiosity got the better of Brooke and she opened it up to a random page. On it was scrawled a poem that read:
There is a lady sweet and kind,
Was never a face so pleased my mind;
I did but see her passing by,
And yet I'll love her till I die.
Her gesture, motion, and her smiles,
Her wit, her voice my heart beguiles,
Beguiles my heart, I know not why,
And yet I'll love her till I die.
Cupid is winged and he doth range,
Her country, so, my love doth change:
But change she earth, or change she sky,
Yet, I will love her till I die
"What are you doing?" A frightened voice rang through the air as Brooke turned to a different page to see another poem.
Brooke looked up to see Lucas standing there, he almost looked like he was about to cry, "Oh um, I was just, you see…"
"Please," Brooke was shocked to hear Lucas with a pleading tone, "Please Brooke don't tell anyone."
"Why shouldn't I? Wouldn't it be amazing for the whole school to know that Lucas Scott, the arrogant jackass is actually a tortured writer in love?"
"They can't know, nobody can."
"Why?" Brooke was truly curious, why would it be such a bad thing for it to come out that Lucas Scott might actually have a heart?
"My dad…he thinks writing is for sissies…if he knew that this is what I truly aspired to be, he would cut me off or make my life more of a living hell. Also could you imagine what Tim and the other guys might do if they knew I wrote love poems?"
"Why don't you treat Peyton right then?"
"Part of my image, if I treat Peyton right the guys might give me grief. Dan would also, you should hear him sometimes, 'That's the way to treat her son, show her who's the boss!' Like he knows anything…My mom has been cheating on him with his own brother for years."
"Why don't you secretly treat Peyton right? I mean I'm pretty sure she would love this poem…"
"I think it would be doing more wrong to lie to her like that."
"What do you mean lie?"
"The poem isn't about her, I don't love Peyton. In a way, I'm just using her, and I feel bad about it, but she puts up with it…"
"Wait- who's the poem about?!"
"Damn, I thought I could avoid this…"
"Lucas if you don't want this poem posted all over the school you better tell me right now!"
"It's about you, Brooke Davis!"
End of Dream World Flashback
From there Brooke and Lucas grew closer and eventually began to date secretly. It would still make Brooke mad the way Lucas treated Peyton and it made Brooke feel guilty that she was dating her best friend's boyfriend, but somehow she felt okay as if Peyton almost deserved it. Sometimes that thought would make her feel even guiltier, but then she would be with Lucas in secret and she would suddenly be okay about it, because of the way he made her feel. Everything had become a little easier with Lucas and Peyton's breakup, but it wouldn't be too long before Lucas would have to find a new girl to mistreat so people wouldn't suspect.
"Well Prettygirl, I believe this is where we say goodbye and I act like a jackass," Lucas said sadly as they reached the edge of the woods and the beginning of the school grounds.
"Don't be too mean to me today, okay?"
"I won't be," Lucas leaned down and kissed Brooke softly, lovingly, "I'll see you when the next moment we get away from hell."
"Until then."
Lucas left the woods first and 10 minutes later Brooke followed.