Author's Note: Okay, so last chapter was definitely a filler chapter, and I'm glad some people understood why it was necessary. Don't worry, there are few - if any - filler chapters left. This chapter is, uh, not a filler chapter. Haha. Um, I hope you guys review and enjoy. It's a little.. mature, I'd say. But yeah. I kind of struggled to write this, and hopefully that doesn't show too much.

If this chapter is any good, I dedicate it to all the Brucas-ers, who have been killing me for the lack of Lucas. Hehe.

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Chapter Sixteen: On The Edge

The second the front door clicked open, Brooke took off running towards it. As Lucas pushed the door open - bag in one hand and laptop case in other - he was suddenly thrown backwards with the weight of her body.

"Nice to see you too." He grinned, dropping his bags and wrapping his arms around her. In just her Victoria's Secret pajama shorts and soft pink tank-top, with her hair down and ruffled, she looked absolutely adorable.

She paused to look at his face before lowering her lips to his. He wrapped his arms tighter around her waist, pulling her closer.

Nathan descended from the stairs then, jogging towards the door. "I'm just going to go for a run," He laughed, shaking his head as he went.

Brooke pulled away. "I missed you."

"I can tell," Lucas chuckled. "I missed you too."

He took a couple steps forward so that they were back inside the house, and then turned to shut the door. Once more, Brooke found herself immersed in studying his face; his eyes, his nose, his mouth.

"Don't go on anymore business trips." She said in his ear, inhaling the scent of his aftershave.

"I wish I didn't have to." He kissed her hair, and then her neck.

She bit her lip. "Let's go upstairs."

-

The gleam of morning's light filtered through the curtains, casting a quixotic light on the bedroom.

Lucas and Brooke stumbled through, removing pieces of clothing as they went. She tugged at his tie while he tugged at her top. Once he'd shed his button-up, he skillfully plucked off his undershirt, leaving his chest bare.

She pulled him down on top of her, kissing every curve and crevice she could find atop him. Rolling them around so that she was on top, she undid her bra, allowing him to take it off her.

Both breathing heavily, they easily managed to discard the rest of their clothing. Lucas rolled them back around, sucking and kissing at random parts of her chest and stomach, until finally reaching farther south.

She giggled and bucked her hips, her fists grabbing handfuls of the sheet below them.

Lucas brought himself back up, kissing her lips tenderly. She allowed their tongues to dance, before pulling away, pleasuring him as he'd pleasured her - only slower.

His breath hitched in his throat. "Tease."

She grinned. Slowly, she pulled herself back on top of him, situating herself. Moving in sync, the two rode the waves pleasure together and similarly, climaxing at the same time.

Now, laying in each other's arms minutes later, the two lovers kissed softly and tenderly.

"I love you so much." Lucas murmured, running a hand slowly up and down her arm.

"I love you too. God, you don't even know how much." Brooke buried her head in his chest, sighing contently.

Silence enveloped them then. She took comfort in it, for it was not an awkward silence of any sort, but more of a contemplative silence. Studying Lucas's breathing movements, Brooke assumed he'd fallen asleep, and tried to do the same.

"I've been thinking." His voice surprised her. She looked up so that their eyes met.

"Yeah?"

"I know it's been a rough year for us with everything that's happened. We've struggled just to get to this point right here, but I thought - I don't know. Maybe.. Maybe we could try again.." He trailed off nervously, searching her face for some sort of reaction.

"Try again." She repeated numbly.

Lucas nodded. "We could try to have another child. I think maybe we're ready.."

She sat up. "Lucas…"

"Brooke, I know that you're scared, because of what happened. But I think this time things will be different. I think-"

Brooke pulled away from him completely. "No."

"Why not?"

"I don't want another child." She spat out.

"Baby, please. Don't be like this. We went through a hard time, but-"

"A hard time? A hard time!" Brooke laughed bitterly. "Lucas, it was a little worse than a hard time, wouldn't you say?"

Lucas sat up, grabbing her hands. "What happened to you is beyond terrible. I can't even imagine it, and I wouldn't wish it upon my worst enemy. But I think we both need to try to move forward. I think we can do it together, if we try.."

"If we try? Lucas, you're never here anymore! Have you not noticed?"

"If you got pregnant, I definitely would stop traveling. The company knows what we've been through, and I'm positive they'd give me a break."

"No. I don't want to get pregnant again."

"Brooke," He made a face. "I'll protect you. I won't let anything happen to you."

"And if it wasn't meant to be the last time, what makes you think it will be this time?"

"I love you. I want to have a family with you." He shrugged.

Brooke shook her head, grabbing the sheet off the bed. "I can't."

She stalked towards the bathroom, slamming the door behind her. Lucas sighed, running a hand through his hair. He wasn't sure how things always managed to go from so good to so terrible so quickly.

-

The box. That was the first thing she saw in his arms.

Her eyes widened when she heard herself yell, "Please don't take those!"

It appeared the thief had heard her as well, as he turned towards her almost immediately after she'd done it.

Staring into this man's cold, dark eyes with her own hazel ones, she suddenly felt the most fear she'd ever felt before in her life. Nothing compared to how quickly her heart beat picked up its pace, or how instantly, under his gaze, she began to shake.

And then he charged towards her, and that fear was magnified times a million.

Her eyes snapped open.

She could still see his image as clear as day. She could remember everything about him, about that moment. If she tried, she could see him running towards her with such coldness and carelessness as he had that day, as clearly as if she were watching a video of it.

Brooke ran a hand through her hair, looking at her disheveled appearance in the mirror. She'd gone from looking so happy to looking so terrible. The makeup she'd put on this morning had smeared from the tears that had teased her eyes, barely making it down her cheeks.

Why had this happened to her? Why couldn't she just be happy? For some reason, it was like she was being punished. Since high school, her life had magically managed to fill up with drama. It wasn't fair.

"Please," Brooke sobbed. "I'm sorry. Take what you want, but don't hurt me. I'm pregnant. Please. I'm pregnant."

"Shut the fuck up." He cursed, arms traveling up the bottom of her maternity dress.

Squeezing her eyes shut, Brooke leaned back as he entered her roughly. She tried to leave her body, then. Tried to zone away like she'd heard people had managed to do before. She found this task impossible.

He turned her around, pressing her stomach against the wall, and lifting up the back of her dress. Choking on her tears, Brooke could not stop the loud cries that escaped her.

"Brooke," She heard Lucas's voice through the door she'd sat herself against. Rubbing her hands underneath her eyes, Brooke decided not to reply.

He shoved her against the wall. She winced.

"Please, just go."

"Come on, Bitch. That's all I get?"

Tears running down her face, she shrugged her shoulders. At this point, she could barely stand. All she wanted to do was lay down.

"This'll teach you to tell me what not to take." He whispered harshly in her ear.

Before she had a moment to comprehend his words, she was falling down the stairs, the life of her unborn baby flashing before her eyes.

"I'm sorry. Please, baby. Just come back out."

She sighed, uncrossing her legs and pushing herself up to a standing position. Swallowing, she jiggled the lock and pulled the door back. Lucas breathed a sigh of relief, drawing her body into himself.

"I'm not ready yet, Luke." She whispered into his chest. He nodded.

"That's okay. It's, it's fine."

She wondered if it truly was.