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"Luke…" Brooke whispered in his ear as he laid sleeping. "Lucas it's time to wake up," she told him, kissing his earlobe making him groan. "Come on baby it's time to wake up," she slid her hand under his sheets and running her nails down his chest.

"No…I sleepy," he grumbled making her laugh.

"Broody its wake up time," she sucked his lobe and pressed a hot kiss behind his ear. "Luke…" she laughed rolling over him and looking at him sleep. Taking her fingers and trying to pry his eyes open, revealing a blue orb before he shut it back.

"Why won't you let me sleep?" he whined, knocking her hand away.

"Because you mom said it was time to get up," she informed him and he just growled at her. "She made breakfast," she tried to per sway but he just shrugged. "Come on Boyfriend…" she kissed down his nose and planted one on his lips. "Wake up now and I might even let you watch me change," she teased and he just growled at her. "Do you want me to tell your mom that you won't get up?"

"Yes, I sleepy," he repeated sounding so much like Easton that she swore they might have been related.

"Alright," she stood up, slapping her hand hard on his butt as moved out of the room.

"That hurt," he pouted, his butt stinging from her slap, hearing her laugh before disappearing out of the room. "Good thing I'm crazy about you…" he mumbled, pulling the sheet over him.

"He says he wants to sleep," Brooke told Karen when she walked back into the kitchen.

"Figures, he has always been the worst morning person ever," Karen shook her head, putting some pancake batter on the stove.

"Um…where's Easton?" she asked a little nervous, Easton or Lucas kinda being her buffer when around Karen. Not that the woman was rude or mean to her but she just couldn't at all get a read and that scared her.

"Keith took Lily and Easton to the store to get a few things for breakfast. I hope that's ok," she looked at her nervously, realizing she probably should have asked.

"No, that's perfectly fine," she told her, easing down in the chair, tossing a glance towards Lucas room wondering if he would wake up.

"So are you enjoying your trip?" Karen asked, starting a fresh pot of coffee.

"Yes," Brooke answered without thinking. "I've really loved being here, thank you again for letting Easton and I staying here."

"Of course, Easton is a sweetheart."

"Thank you," she smiled loving when people complimented her child and to have Karen say that meant a lot.

"I can tell Lucas is crazy about him," she poured a cup and sat it in front of Brooke who gave her a thank you.

"Easton is equally crazy about him," Brooke made sure she knew, slowly growing nervous.

"I can see that too," Karen turned back to the stove; suddenly a silence falling over them and Brooke felt she had to say something. She didn't know what to say but she felt there was something between her and Karen that needed to be broken. Like a wall Karen had put up. She was kind to her, never spoke anything bad or rude but she just didn't seem to be comfortable around Brooke and Brooke was sure it was because she couldn't figure her out either.

"Karen…" the silence was broken and the woman looked over her shoulder at her. "I…"she looked down fiddling with the bracelet around her wrist. "I know I'm probably not the ideal suitor that you would like Lucas to be with. I mean I have no degree, no real job and a two year old and I understand that probably wasn't someone you wanted your son to bring home…"

"Brooke…that's not true," Karen turned around fully to look at her, turning the fire off on the stove and walking over to sit down in front of her.

"It is and it's ok," she looks back up at her. "But I'm crazy about him," she gave a half shrug, sniffling a bit. "No man in my entire life has treated me like he has and I can tell you right now I'm falling head over heels in love with your son. And I know you've probably heard this before and heard women say they are serious when reality they are just after something else but I can also tell you I would live in a cardboard box with that boy and be happy."

"That's all I want," Karen told her, reaching up and knocking away the tear from the young girl's eye.

"If you want to test me you can," she cleared her throat a little. "But I promise any test you throw at me I'm going to do everything I can to pass it because I want you to like me. I want you to be proud to say I'm with him and I don't know what will happen to us in the future I understand it's too soon to know but I do know at this exact moment I can't picture a time where I'm going to be ok with him not being in my life."

"I don't think he can picture that either," she gave a gentle smile relaxing Brooke.

"I have a little boy and I know firsthand that all you want is to protect them and if they are going down a road you don't agree with you want to race in and save them but I'm begging you to let him go down this one with me. Because if you do I swear I won't hurt him."

"You know," Karen adjusted in her chair looking at the younger girl. "When I was eighteen I had Lucas and as much as I loved him I honestly thought my life was over. Dan had run off to college, my parents weren't the happiest and I thought what good would come from all this? Yes I have this beautiful little boy who is my complete world but what good is my life if I can't give him anything."

"Been there," Brooke lets out a dry laugh knowing that feeling all too well.

"I struggled, I mean most my life was trying to make ends meet all the time but one day things were easier. My bank account was holding more money than my bills needed and my little boy was growing up to be an amazing person. And that day I finally smiled, it was the first smile I ever smiled in a long, long time and I was happy," she told her and Brooke nodded wondering if she would ever have that smile. "Lucas has that smile," she said placing her hand on Brooke's hand. "And I hadn't seen that smile on him since he was about eighteen years old and I know it's not just coincidence that smile happens when you entered his life," she gave a gentle smile making Brooke return one.

"Thank you," she wiped her eye and Karen gave her hand a squeeze standing up to finish breakfast, suddenly the silence not so uncomfortable. "Oh and Brooke…" she glanced over to see her looking back at her. "I spent my whole life trying to prove I was good enough for really whatever I was doing, don't ever let anyone make you feel like you're not. Because you my sweet girl are more than enough and any mother would be proud to have their son bring you home to them," she told her and Brooke gave her a nod. A sudden understanding between the two, it didn't have to be spoken or explained it was just known, a known moment between two mothers.

"Where is everyone?" Lucas rest his head by Brooke's as she sat on the couch.

"Your mom and Keith had to run some errands today, thought maybe we would want some alone time," Brooke told him as she flipped the page on the book she was reading. She was never one to read but she found it on the table and Keith told her it was one of Lucas's favorites so then she knew she had to read it. She wanted to know him, everything about him and for some reason reading the book that was so deep on feelings she felt like she learned a little more about the brooding blonde that consumed her thoughts.

"That sounds nice," he buried his face in her neck giving it a gentle kiss. "Maybe we could explore town a little? Maybe I'll live dangerously and take you to the mall," he teased and she grinned with a light laugh.

"Be careful Boyfriend," she tilted her head to the side looking at him from over the couch. "I do love the mall and if you offer you can't be upset with all the trying on I do."

"Do I get to watch?" he wiggled his brow making her giggle.

"If you're lucky," she cupped the side of his jaw and bringing him in for a sweet kiss. "Go shower, I'll jump in after you are done and we can get going."

"Alright Pretty Girl," he gave a light peck walking back towards the bathroom. "There isn't a lock on the door, so don't try to come get a free peak," he teased hearing her laugh before he shut the door.

"I would never," she sunk down into the couch trying to get back into her book; a sudden thought came to mind she thought she might like better. "Or…" she glanced over at the back of the couch at the door with a smirk, the sound of the shower running making her bite her bottom lip. "I might…" she stood up, tossing the book on the coffee table and swaying back towards the bathroom door.

The stream hitting her in the face as she sees the form behind the curtain. In the time she has known Lucas she has yet to see him fully naked and standing her she wondered why. His body looked so defined as he rubbed his hand over his hair, the image of a tattoo looked hazy through the water on his arm and he looked…well honestly her boy looked damn sexy.

Stretching his arms above his head, Brooke held back a giggle as he started to hum something. She wasn't sure what it was but she liked it. Peeling off her t-shirt from the tight before and dropping the sweatpants she had on and the rest of her clothes walking towards the shower, sliding the curtain to the side and stepping in. The water sprinkles off his back and onto her as she slides up behind him.

"I hope this is Brooke Davis…" he teased, his body tingling when she slid her nails down his back and the side of his thighs, his body definitely giving her a responds. "Otherwise this might be awkward," he joked hearing her giggle.

"It's me…" she pressed a kiss to the back of his shoulder.

"I told you know free peaks," he joked and she laughed, biting the skin on the back of his shoulder.

"I don't listen…" she giggled making him smile.

"You are seriously naked behind me right now aren't you?" he questioned and felt her nod. "I've never seen you naked before."

"Turn around," she sucked on his earlobe making a chill run down his spine. Him slowly turning his jaw dropping a moment, the air completely sucking out of him.

"Hello…" his eyes stayed wide looking down at her. His eyes roaming all over her, every inch, every curve, taking in every mark, every scar, every area of perfection and his mouth ran dry.

"Hello…" she mocked, dropping her gaze low. "Look at that," she reached her hand out, her finger running over him and him yanking in a sharp breath.

"No, no don't do that," he grabbed her hand, lacing her fingers through his and bringing it by his side. "Don't think I can handle you touching me like that."

"Sorry," she blushed pulling back. Looking up at him and seeing something in his eyes she hadn't seen in a long, long time. "Luke…" she frowned resting her head on his chest.

"Well, not really the reaction I wanted," he let out a dry laugh circling his arms around her.

"No, not that," she shook her head. "That is perfect."

"It is huh?" he smirked and she rolled her eyes.

"You know what I mean," she laid her head back to his chest, slipping her arms around his body. "I just don't get why you look at me like that?"

"Like what?" he dropped his head to rest on top of hers completely confused.

"You give me a look I haven't gotten in a long time and I don't know if I deserve it."

"Well what look is that, because I'm more then sure you deserve it?"

"Like I mean everything to you," she whispered closing her eyes and enjoying the beat of his heart. "Or at least a large portion of something to you."

"You do mean a large portion of something to me, you and Easton both do," he kissed her damp hair breathing her in and wondering how she smelled like sweet strawberries when she hadn't even washed yet.

"I know and that scares me," she confessed and wondered why Lucas Scott had a way of making her admit things she wouldn't admit to anyone else.

"Why?"

"Because he gave me that look and he left," her arms tightened around him, holding on like she never wanted to let him go. "He gave me that look, he told me I was his everything and then he changed into someone I hated. I don't want to ever hate you, Lucas."

"Can you tell me what he did so I know not to do it?" he pulled her hair off her shoulder feeling her body shake in his arms.

"I met him when I was a freshman in high school, he was friends with Will," she told him, really enjoying he didn't make comments just let her go at the speed she wanted. "Best friends with Will," she said. "He was around all the time and I don't know after awhile I started to fall for him. I'd never felt for someone like I did him and before I knew it years had passed and we were still together but he started to change. After Will moved to New York I think he grew jealous and in a way blamed me or something. So he started to drink, he drank all the time, Luke, and I hated him when he drank. He wasn't the boy I had fallen in love with; I didn't know who he was. He started to hit me…" she whispered slamming her eyes shut for his reason to that.

"He what?" anger flickered through him as he pulled back to look at her.

"It use to be only when he drank," she told him. "But then it became because I said the wrong thing or I made dinner wrong or I didn't clean something quick enough," tears trickled down. "After awhile he didn't need a reason he just would get angry with someone and it would be taken out on me," a sob got stuck in her throat that she swallowed. "And after I got pregnant with Easton he was so mad that he hit me hard, real hard and I fell down and Will found out and he saved me. He took me in and protected me and god Carter was so mad…"

"Carter?" he questioned and Brooke looked up at him. "It was Carter? Will and Clay's friend you told me about, the one from the accident?"

"Yeah," her voice cracked and her eyes pooled with more tears. "Same Carter, same best friend, same father to my baby boy. My perfect little angel."

"That's why they had a falling out, that's why you couldn't figure out why he was with them," he said and she nodded.

"Carter was mad that I had moved in with Will. Said ones again William Jones got he's way, that he just comes in and takes everything that was his and after I lost Will I had no one and I went back to him. Even though I hated him and blamed him for Will's death he swore he was going to change, it was an opening for him and he was going to spend the rest of his life making it up to me and Easton. It only lasted a few months before he went back to his ways."

"What made you leave him?"

"One night we were fighting and…." Her words get trapped hating the memory. "And he reared back and hit me and I went flying across the coffee table and Easton…" she closed her eyes, the tears mixing with the hot water that fell upon them.

"It's ok," Lucas brushed her tears away. "Just breathe; it's ok."

"Easton was in his room, well I thought he was in his room," she knocked away her tears. "And he came running into the room and shoved him. Said don't you hurt my mommy…" she choked out dropping her head to Lucas's chest. "And Carter pushed him and when I was…when I moved back in with Carter, Clay didn't like the location and didn't trust it because Carter really dropped in and out all the time and he bought me a gun. And after he touched my child," her tone turned to anger. "I grabbed it and told him he ever touched either of us again I swore to god I would kill him," she said with practically no emotion and it even scared Lucas.

"How long has it been since that happened?"

"It was four months before I met you," she admitted and he frowned wrapping his arms around her.

"I'm sorry Pretty Girl, god I'm so sorry," he kissed the top of her head as she sobbed in his arms.

"My baby saved me, if Easton didn't do that I don't think I would have left him and I hate that the most beautiful amazing little thing in this word wasn't even made out of love," she cried into his chest, sliding her arms around him. "Carter hated I would sleep with him and he would drink and force it and after awhile I just learned to be quiet and not fight him because it hurt less. And I see him every time I look at Easton and I love my baby Lucas, I swear I love him but I hate all the memories and pains I feel when I look in those gorgeous blue eyes."

"Hey…" he pulled her back to look at him. "You are an amazing mother," he told her brushing the tears away. "Every time I'm with Easton all I hear about is how he has the best mommy in the world, how she is so beautiful and strong and that he loves her. Brooke you are his world."

"I'm so scared that Carter is going to come back and take him away from me. I don't know where he is or what he is into and its scares me."

"He isn't going to hurt you Brooke, he isn't going to hurt you or Easton ever again I can promise you that," he pulled her close, her arms slipping around his neck and cried in his shoulder. "No one will ever hurt you again," he kissed her shoulder. Suddenly every pain, every secret, every insecurity and every wall she had built up making so much more since.

They had stayed in the shower until the water ran cold. Lucas just stood there holding her and Brooke never felt so much in her life. No one ever held her like he did and him knowing the truth felt like such a heavy weight lifted off her shoulders. She felt like they could move forward with him knowing the truth, that he understood where she was coming from with everything and she felt closer to him.

They had been to the mall earlier; she didn't want anything but Lucas insisted on buying her a few things. Then they went and got Easton a new jacket and shoes and Lucas bought him a little racecar because he remembered Brooke telling him how much the little boy liked them.

Now however they were walking hand in hand down some little road because Lucas wanted to show her something. Brooke was still confused to what it was but when they walked up a path through the woods that led to a small area of apartment buildings she was even more lost.

"Luke, what are we doing?" she rolled herself into him a little freaked out. Night was fastly approaching and it was really starting to make her nervous. Not that Lucas made her nervous because he did make her feel safe but she was a girl and not many girls like the dark creepy night.

"Just trust me," he tugged her up a flight of stairs. The whole scene feeling very much like her home; put a creepy man with a sign and no teeth on the corner and you have her apartment back in New York.

"Lucas what is this place?" she wondered when he opened up a door revealing a small apartment. It looked like it hadn't been lived in, in years but it still looked cleaner then hers. There was some dust collecting in obvious places but other than that it was nice. It had a nice couch sitting in the living room and kitchen held a fridge that she was sure worked better then hers. The blinds were drawn, the room freezing but it was nice, it was homey.

"When I was younger my mom had a hard time getting by," he told her, flipping a switch to light up the room, stripping off his jacket and draping it over her shoulders. "We lived pay check to pay check and many months the water would be turned off or the electricity or hell anything but we seemed to get by," he said watching Brooke look around the small apartment. "This was my home up until I was thirteen," he explained and she turned to look at him.

"It's a one bedroom apartment."

"The room has a kinda big closet. Keith and I turned it into my room and since I didn't have much stuff it worked," he leaned against the wall watching her. "I come from your world, Brooke," he said and she turned to look at him.

"The scenery is different and the weather is sometimes warmer but it's still your world. I was just the Easton in this case," Lucas walked over to her, placing his hands on either side of the counter trapping her. "I understand. I understand more then you know."

"Luke…" she reached up touching his cheek.

"I'm not him, I'll never be him. I need you to trust that, I need you to trust me."

"I trust you more Lucas in the last few months of knowing you compared to all the years I knew him," she told him honestly, him resting his forehead against hers and breathing her in.

"I'm fine with any pace you need," he told her, meaning that with everything in him. "I will stop at every stop sign and every light if you want. I don't care if we are hitting sixty and speeding through every green light you get uncomfortable, you get nervous or scared you say the word and we will slam on the breaks."

"Daisies…" she whispered to him, her hands framing his face. "That will be my word. When I was younger and upset or having a bad day Will would buy me Gerbera Daisies because they were one of my favorite flowers and relaxed me."

"Then daisies it is," he chuckled, brushing her hair back. "You say it anytime and everything comes to a halt not matter what is going on."

"Ok."

"I want to be a part of your world Brooke, your whole world. I don't want you to think you have to keep things from me because I won't judge. Nothing in your past you have told me has been any of your fault."

"I don't know how I got you," she wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her mouth into his. "I feel like you aren't real, you are to accepting of everything that is me and my life."

"Because you mean a lot to me," he kissed the side of her neck. "And I'm going to do all I can to get you to realize that."

"Trust me Luke I do," she glanced around the room holding him closer. "For the first time everything in me believe someone."

"I like us talking Brooke, I like us being honest but I want to ask you something," he pulled back to look at her.

"Anything," she told him feeling like for the first time in a long time she could really trust someone.

"Remember you never have to answer something you don't want," he reminded her and she slowly nodded. "Carter…" he noted how she tensed at the name. "Is he the only man you've ever been with?"

"Yes," she admitted, Carter being the only man she had ever had a sexual relationship with. "I've had passed boyfriends but Carter is the only man I've ever been with in that way."

"He…" he swallowed the large lump hating having to say it out loud. "He forced himself on you?" he hated the way the words tasted in his mouth, but it all made since. Why Brooke wasn't ready, why she was so fearful. Hell the last time she ever had sex it hurt her. He wouldn't do it either.

"Not in the beginning. In the beginning it was loving, gentle but towards the end when he became violent it changed."

"God I could kill him," his fist tightened on the counter, Brooke sliding up on it to become better eye level with him.

"Hey…" her small hands framed over his face pulling him into a sweet kiss. "It's ok, I survived," she teased but his eyes narrowed letting her know it that wasn't funny. "I'm ok Luke…"

"If I was there I would have protected you."

"If you were there odds were good I wouldn't have been with him," she pointed out. "I hate him Lucas, I do but he gave me my sweet little boy that I love, that I know you love because again how can you not love his cuteness but as much as I hate him a part of me is thankful for him. Even with things being hard and the reminder of what life was like I can't have a life without Easton in it."

"Me neither," he agreed making her smile. "But come on," he took her hand. "Let's get you home. I honestly don't know how I got away with keeping you apart from Easton all day."

"I have missed him," she admitted knowing she missed her little boy more than anything. She really did hate being away from him but she loved being alone with Lucas. "But…" she grabbed his hand and pulling him close to her. "I don't get a lot of alone time with you," she slid her hand up his arm and to his shoulder.

"That's true…" he stepped between her legs and placed his hands on her thighs. "What do you want to do?"

"Just be here with me," she shrugged with a smile. "And maybe kiss me, I love kissing you," she leaned in giving him a tender kiss. "Mmm…" she hummed against his lip, slipping her arms around his neck bringing him closer. Lucas stroked his tongue across her bottom lip and deepening their kiss; a moan escaping her mouth when his warm tongue stroked over hers. Lucas fisting her hair in his hand as the kiss got more heated.

He knew what he wanted, her. He wanted her more than he had wanted anyone in a long time but he knew not to push it. With the information she shared earlier he knew it might be awhile before they stepped into that part of their relationship and he understood, he respected it but he would be lying if he didn't say it was hard.

"Ok…" Lucas pulled away, both breathing heavy and both hearts racing. "How about we watch a movie?"

"Do you have movies here?"

"It's my apartment, there is everything here you need to survive," he told her buying it after he could afford it. To him it was always home, and honestly it was a reminder of what his life was like. It almost kept him grounded.

"Ok," she agreed, Lucas lifting her in his arms and moving them over to the couch. Laying Brooke down and grabbing a movie, placing it in the DVD player, hitting the lights and joining his girl back on the couch. "I like this," she wiggled around until she was resting on top of him.

"What? The movie?" he stroked his hand through her hair.

"No, I mean yeah the movie but this," her thumb stroked his shirt covered chest. "You holding me. I feel so safe when I'm in your arms."

"I'll always keep you safe," he kissed the top of her head making her smile.

"Promise?" she had a little teasing grin but he knew she was also serious, he was slowly becoming really good at reading her.

"Promise Pretty Girl," he cupped under her jaw bringing her up for a real kiss. Loving the smile he felt from her before snuggling back into him, his feelings growing stronger and stronger for her as the days passed.

I went back and forth between putting this chapter up or the next one up first but finally settled on this. I think I wanted Brooke to grow closer to Lucas and confess more before the next. I think there is only one more chapter in Tree Hill before they return home but I don't know. I honestly don't really know where I'm going to go with a chapter until I start typing. Occasionally I have it planned out or parts but with all my stories I just sit and start typing making it all up as I go along.

Hope that doesn't make the chapter seem bad :/ Great now I'm worried! Ugh!

Ok well review and let me know what you think!