Just before the terrifying ordeal, Keith Scott was just pulling into the parking lot of the high school. The bell would ring in ten minutes. Keith anxiously waited for those ten minutes like the rest of the day. He could not wait to spend the night with his son. His son, the thoughts gave him chills. He pulled out the yellow piece of paper that officially called Lucas his son. He really could not find a reason why he did not do it sooner but nevertheless, he was happy. He loved Lucas so dearly ever since the day he had been born.
Keith sat in his jeep drinking coffee from Karen's Café waiting for time to pass. He stopped by to show Karen it was official that Lucas was their son. She nearly cried seeing the paper. She felt so overjoyed to know her son had a man to call father since his own disowned him right at conception.
Keith sat smiling at all the memories the three of them shared and would continue to as the years would roll by. His happy thoughts were interrupted as he heard gunshots followed by a loud scream. He immediately put the coffee on a cup holder and the paper in his back pocket. He emerged out of his car as did all the parents in the cars around him. His heart beat sky rocketed as he saw all the familiar faces hurrying out of the building but he did not see his son coming out.
As minutes slowly passed, Keith forced himself to breathe as there were still no sign of the tall blonde boy he had just adopted an hour ago. Parents around him were being reunited with their children, it would be only time, till he would be with his. Brooke Davis came into his line of vision. He hurried over to her.
The beautiful girl looked terrified as she approached Keith. He opened up his arms to hold her and she received him warmly. Once she pulled away, Keith spent no time asking questions,
"Where's Lucas?"
Brooke began to cry, "I didn't see him. I was walking with Peyton when it happened. She was right next to me…then we saw someone with a gun. I went to scream but I was interrupted by it being fired. Next thing I knew Peyton was not by my side anymore. I was being pushed away by everyone. I lost her."
Keith consoled Brooke as she continued to cry. He realized he had to tell Karen but just as he was about to, she pulled up in her sedan. Brooke saw her and pulled away from Keith. Karen and Keith ran towards each other.
"Where's Lucas?" Karen fired.
"We haven't seen him yet." Keith replied.
Karen's heart fell to her stomach. Her thoughts began to imagine life without her son. She did not even get to say goodbye let alone see him that morning. Just before she left to go open the café, she almost thought about looking in his room like she did every morning when he was younger. However, she woke up later then she had planned so she skipped it. Now, she wished she had peaked in on her little boy.
"What if he's hurt, Keith? I can't lose my little boy…" she began to cry.
Keith took her face in his hands, "He's going to be okay, I know it." he took his thumb and wiped away her tears, "Knowing our boy, he's probably in there rescuing people. He's quite the hero."
"He gets it from you." Karen sniffed.
Keith smiled as he held back his own tears, "He gets it from both of us." The two lovers gazed at one another, and then Keith remembered the life changing even that took place that day. He pulled the form out of his back pocket. The two of them looked at the form together as Keith wrapped around her waist. He kissed her forehead as she nestled under his neck.
Karen took the paper in her hands. Tears of joy slid down her cheeks as she read the official paper again. "No matter what any kind of science or DNA says, you are his real father, you always have been." Karen spoke happily but then her face grew grim. "Hopefully he'll live to see this."
Forcing the evil thought aside, Keith joked "He lives through this, I'll buy that kid a car…heck, I'll buy him anything."