"This one Brooke," Haley stared out the glass wall that overlooked the ocean in awe. "You have to pick this one, it's so beautiful."

"It something," Brooke ran her finger along the counter top and once again checked her phone. Tony said he would be here soon, but he's running late and Brooke knew she couldn't commit to this place no matter how beautiful until he checked it out.

"The home is only six years old," Ann, the realtor, addressed to them as she read the pinpoints on the list before her. "The couple who owns it now are wanting to have a baby and just don't want to be on the beach. The countertops were put in just a year ago along with the fridge that the couple is leaving."

"Do we get to keep the wine in there?" Haley teased as she pulled open the fridge, causing Brooke to laugh and Ann give a very unsure smile.

"She's kidding…" Brooke helped her catch on to the joke. Her smile still not truly finding the humor that Brooke and Haley shared. Not that the girls understood it, they thought each other were hilarious.

Moving over to the living room Brooke could almost picture everything in its place. She saw her rug and her couch by the fireplace, she saw the pictures of her friends littered around the home, and she saw her friends coming over for dinner. She saw her life.

"Dude, it's not a big deal," she turned around to hear the familiar voice.

"It is," she recognized her brother's voice and skipped like a child toward it. "Hey, B," he gave an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry we are late. My meeting ran later than I had planned then my car blew a tire. So had to call Luke…"

"Its fine, Bubba. You're here now, sorry about you had to get pulled into coming, Luke."

"I didn't get pulled into anything. I've just been hanging out," he spoke and she offered a small nod.

"Isn't this place neat?" she gripped her brother's arm and started to tug him into the living room. "Look at the view and the kitchen. Oh and it has four bedrooms, which means plenty of room for everyone to come over, maybe stay the night."

"That is cool," Tony's eyes roam the home quickly catching sight of a few things that would need to be repaired.

"Ann, this is my big brother, Tony," Brooke introduced, Ann outstretching her hand to shake Tony's large one.

"He knows all things homes," Haley informed her, for a split second Ann's smile faltering when she realized selling this home just got harder.

"Nice to meet you, Ann," Tony glanced around, before his green eyes trailed back to meet hers. "This is a great home, but I was wondering about the leaky pipe."

"What leaky pipe?"

"The one that's above this ceiling," he pointed to a small different painted spot in the ceiling. "I'm sure it's an easy repair, but I'd hate my little sister to move in just to have a pipe burst through in a week."

"Uh, well I believe that repaired it just recently, hence the color change."

"I see," he stared a moment longer, before walking over and climbing up on the stool by the bar. "Yeah that hasn't been fixed," he pushed the spot feeling the roof still damp. "But let's go check upstairs. Brooke said there are four bedrooms."

"Uh, yeah, let's," Ann inhaled a large breath as she started to lead him up the steps.

"Squeaky step," Brooke heard her brother mention as they moved up the stairs and she laughed.

"Isn't he so cool?"

"I swear he is every real estate agents worst nightmare," Lucas chuckled, already hearing his best friend going on about minor details that he knew wouldn't be hard for Tony to fix.

"Which is why we bring him around," Haley joked, moving back to the large wall of glass. "Look at this, B, I mean, can you imagine sitting on the porch as we sip coffee in the morning watching the waves crash….It would be just like you're back home," she pointed out and for a split second Brooke's happy moment dropped and the air rushed out of her.

"Yeah," she glanced down, Lucas resisting his urge to say something to her as she moved toward her best friend. "That…that would be really cool. I, uh, miss it there."

"And it's like it's still here," Haley squeezed her arm. "Everything you love almost all rolled into one place. This house."

"If Tony approves that is."

"Yeah," Haley's phone ripped through the house and she jogged to her purse on the counter to retrieve the slender object. "Oh, hey Linds," she answered, Lucas's head snapping from the back of Brooke's head to his friend on the phone. "Yeah, I can totally come. I'm looking at homes right now with Brooke, but Tony just got here. No, it's not a big deal, I know she doesn't mind. See you soon."

"Everything ok?" instantly tumbled from Lucas's mouth as he looked at his phone to see his girlfriend hadn't called or text him.

"Yeah, it's fine. She just, uh, she needed some help with something food related," she flipped her hand up as if nothing and pulled her purse over her shoulder. "B, I'm sorry, do you mind if I-"

"No of course, have fun. Tell her I said hi," she forced out a smile before turning back to the view. "Drinks Saturday still?"

"Of course, don't forget to invite Lindsey."

"I, uh, won't," her eyes danced to Lucas before giving a tight lip smile to Brooke. "Bye Brooke, oh and tell Tony to pick this one. It's amazing. Bye Luke," she patted his back as she moved out the front door, pausing a nervous second at the door, she glanced back to see them both standing still in their spot before closing her eyes and stepping out into the bright sun.

"Think T is up there making her regret ever becoming an agent?" Lucas broke the silence for a brief second watching the tense that seemed to constantly take over her body vanish.

"Oh definitely," Brooke let out a dry laugh, looking over her shoulder at him. As she turned back to the view before her she watched as a little boy sprinted down the beach and his mother chased after him. She wondered how old he was, she wondered how often he ran down the beach and if he liked it. She wondered what it was like to be that young again and the only concern in his life being what his mom was going to make for dinner. Not busting pipes and cracked foundation.

"When do you get to move in?" Lucas swayed toward her shoving his hands in his pockets.

"Well if I buy it…"

"You're going to buy it."

"I haven't decided yet."

"You're going to buy it," he gave a playful smile. "I knew you were going to but it as soon as I saw the large kitchen and wrap around porch."

"The master has a fireplace," she bit her tongue between her teeth giving such an innocent look Lucas couldn't help but laugh. "But tomorrow…Family is already moved out, anything in here comes with the house all I have to do is get Tony to say it's worth it. Four bedroom home on the beach isn't cheap want to make sure I'm making a good investment."

"Investment? Sounds to me you want something you will be able to sell quick if you have too," he spoke, holding her gaze, he read perfectly the look in her eyes before she yanked it away and looked back outside.

"It's a beautiful home," she said slowly, crossing her arms and shuffling her foot around the hardwood floor. "If I want to sell it quick I'll give it to you for a dollar. Its five minutes from the River Court, bet you would love it."

"I wouldn't want it," he whispered, blinking quickly she turned her head away from him as his head dropped and both remained in silence.

"But other than that I think we should be good," Tony trailed back into the room, a white faced Ann behind him. "So tell your clients to knock ten off and I'll gladly repair all of it, but if not then I'm sure my sister doesn't mind still looking around."

"I will discuss it, but don't see why it would be an issue," Ann spoke, the confident woman from before suddenly a lot less sure of the words coming from her mouth. "So Miss Davis, welcome to your new home. I hope you enjoy it," she shook Brooke's hand before spinning on her feet and out the front door on her phone.

"Tell me you didn't freak out that poor woman," Brooke pleaded, Tony raising his brow to what she meant.

"She was asking for way too much, so I just negotiated and made up a few minor things and with a very wordy detail made her think it was a way bigger problem than it was."

"My brother the liar."

"Negotiator," he held up his finger making both them laugh. "Welcome home, Sis. I'll have things moved in by tomorrow."

"And I'm guessing I'm stuck helping?"

"I'll buy you all pizza and beer," Brooke promised and with a hand clap of excitement she squealed and jumped in the air when they agreed.

It was loud. Her house was full of loudness and bickering and laughter and she loved every second of it. Her friends littered her halls making random memories that even if they wouldn't remember she would because she had never had memories like this before.

When she moved to California she moved everything by herself, well and the random moving van man, but he didn't speak much English and just would nod when she said a little to the left. Yet now, now she had laughter and pictures being snapped and friends.

"How pissed do you think they would be if we went and laid by the pool?" Lindsey asked, Brooke's eyes widening like that was the best idea she had ever heard in her life. "I don't think they would ever know."

"Can we? Oh that would be amazing," Brooke sipped her wine and looked back at Nathan and Tony caring a sofa into the living room. "Let's go, I haven't gotten to try it. I'll text Haley and tell her to meet out back discreetly," she sent the text before she grabbed her hand and started to sway toward the sliding back door. The sudden voice clearing causing both of them to freeze.

"Where are ya'll going?"

"Uh, to get some fresh air," Brooke mumbled out as both slowly turned to face the piercing blue eyed man behind them. "It's…"

"Stuffy in here," Lindsey covered and Brooke quickly nodded in agreement. "So we were just going to go out get some air and Brooke was going to show me the view of the ocean."

"You're a terrible liar," Lucas informed her, his girlfriend's eyes narrowing, Brooke opening her mouth to speak, but quickly Lucas's finger went up to silence her as he said, "And you're a good actress, but I've known you since you were born. So again, where are ya'll going?"

"Hey guy's I'm going to go-" Haley stepped into the room with cell phone in her hand and Brooke's eyes narrowing on her, "get more stuff from the truck," she mumbled spinning on her feet and quickly out the front door and back to the car.

"You know, Brooke, think Haley might need help with that stuff," Lindsey pushed to press a kiss to her boyfriend's creased face and bounced out the front door.

"You're a bad influence on her," Lucas told her playfully and Brooke's eyes instantly rolled and kinked a brow.

"We were going to swim, not murder children, Broody," she slapped his chest and moved around him, eyes widening when she caught sight of the dark object in her best friend and Lindsey's hand. "Lindsey put that down!" she freaked before she could stop herself, everyone looking at her funny as her throat ran dry and heart started to race as on instinct her hand latched onto Lucas's arm. His eyes cutting over at her before back at the rug in their hands.

"What's the big deal, B?"

"I'm sorry, Brooke, I didn't mean too-"

"No," Brooke released a small play it off as nothing laugh and shoved Lucas toward her. "No, I just meant you and Haley don't need to carry the heavy stuff."

"It's a rug, it's not that…heavy," Haley looked confused as Lucas quickly yanked it from their hands and tossed it over his shoulder.

"I'll put this in your room," Lucas mumbled as he started to carry it down the hall and down the three steps before stepping into the large room. The white carpet soft under his feet he rolled the black rug out before the large fireplace and slowly moved around looking around. It was so Brooke Davis. She might have been gone for four years but she was still the same girl that left. Clothes might be more expensive, furniture probably ordered from some fancy catalog, but the pictures lining the mirrors, the old rug on the floor, the stuffed teddy bear missing the eye sat on her bed, was still Brooke.

Still his Brooke.

"Are you ok?" he whispered out, pushing himself up so he didn't crush her beneath him. His chest pressed hard against hers, he felt her heart race against his and her lips trembled as they rested parted and her hair laid scattered around her shoulders. "Am I hurting you?"

"No," her head shook as she gripped onto his shoulders and felt him shift on top of her. It was different, a little uncomfortable, but it was growing on her. Slowly, but she was getting used to it. "I just need a second."

"You have all the time you need. If you're ok we will just lay just like this," his head rested against hers and she nodded as her breath came out as a pant.

"I love you," she whispered out after a long moment and his eyes snapped to look at hers. "That's why I needed a minute. I wanted to tell you that but I got scared."

"Brooke…"

"And I'm not saying it because I want to be a girl who says losing their virginity was magical and sweet and made of so much love, because you don't have to say it back, I don't expect it. I just need you to know, Luke, I need you to know that I love you. I loved you the minute you told me my red dress was pretty when I went to my eighth grade formal."

"Damn it, Pretty Girl," he cupped her cheek and rolled his body forward swearing the moan she released was the sweetest noise he had ever heard. "I love you too," he pressed his lips against hers as her fingers threaded through his gorgeous locks wishing she could bring him even closer to her.

His hand slid down her body to grab onto her leg and open her just that much more for him to go deeper inside her. She growled as she bit his lower lip and yanked it forward. The fear she felt, the tension that over took her body as he kissed his way over her body earlier quickly vanished by those three simple words, simple words with so much meaning so it made her smile. It made her smile because she was that girl, she was that happy girl who had her magical moment she swore she didn't want, but knew she truly did.

She had the perfect boyfriend, took them a damn long time to figure it out, but she had him and she loved him and she loved this moment and she loved it was him, it was Lucas. All the times she debated giving it to someone else, all the times she thought about just getting over with, as soon as his hips rolled into her and his lips connected with hers she knew she had waited for the right reasons, she knew she would never regret this day or this time together.

"Oh my god, Luke," her head dropped back onto the floor as her body, trembled and fingers gripped into the black rug beneath her, his shaking fingers gripped her chin to bring her in for a kiss.

"You ok?" Brooke stepped into the room to find the blonde man sitting on the edge of her bed staring forward at the ground. "I wasn't trying to be weird," she rushed to say, "I wasn't trying to do anything I just thought it was weird her touching it since…"

"We used to make love on it…" he released a dry laugh, rubbing his hands together as he stared straight.

"I don't know why we stayed on it, not like there wasn't a damn bed always right there," she tried to lighten the mood, but he still just stared, no words, no movement, not one single thing, just stared forward. "Luke," she walked toward him and eased down beside him, "Broody, what's wrong?" she asked nervously touching his shoulder, but he just stood up and headed out the room. "Lucas!" she called, her voice cracking for a reason she didn't know. His body froze at the door as she watched him clench his fist together and release them slowly over and over. "I'm sorry," he slowly turned to look at her. "I'm sorry, if you're upset I kept it…"

"No," he finally spoke his hand went up to stop her from thinking that. "No, I'm not upset you kept it. I just didn't know you did," he whispered and her head dropped. "It's not a big deal, it's just…just a stupid rug. If we are so concerned about people not touching things we…well your mother should just burn her house down," he flipped his hand out before just walking out of the room.

"Yeah," Brooke started at the rug and frowned. "Maybe I should just burn it then," she released a bitter laugh before falling back on her bed and the happy noise she enjoyed earlier in the day suddenly becoming more of an annoyance.

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