Part 3: Chapter 7

Brooke was sound asleep in her hotel room where she was placed. Peyton, Lucas, and Sawyer were in the adjoining room. Brooke woke up and suddenly felt thirsty. She got up, walked to the sink, and filled a cup with water.

"Needs ice," Brooke said to herself as she grabbed an ice bucket.

Brooke walked out of her room, down the hallway, and into the ice machine room. As she began filling the bucket, Ian snuck up and wrapped his arms around her.

"Hello Brooke," Ian whispered into Brooke's ear. "Time to die."

Brooke began struggling to get free.

"Try to use your martial arts on me?" Ian asked. "That's the thing about prison, it makes you tough!"

"Help!" Brooke screamed.

"No one's going to help you!" Ian shouted.

Ian threw Brooke onto the floor. Brooke tried to get up, but Ian kicked her.

"Quit!" Brooke screamed.

Ian kicked Brooke once again.

"Shut you bitch!" Ian shouted. "Oh and Xavier asked me to give you this!"

Ian forcefully stood Brooke up and punched her in the face as hard as he could. Brooke fell to the floor unconscious.

"Goodbye Brooke," Ian said.

Meanwhile in Peyton walked out of her room with an ice bucket. She walked down the hall to the ice machine room. She immediately screamed when she saw her best friend lying face down on the floor unconscious.

"Brooke!" Peyton screamed.

Peyton sat on the floor and lifted Brooke's head up.

"Brooke!" Peyton shouted.

Brooke barely regained consciousness.

"Peyton," Brooke said weakly. "Ian's here. You have to get out of here."

Before Peyton could do anything, Ian ran into the room, grabbed her, and put his hand over her mouth.

"Peyton," Brooke said weakly before slipping back into unconsciousness.

Brooke woke up in a hospital bed. She turned her head to see Julian at her bedside crying.

"Julian?" Brooke asked.

Julian looked up at his wife.

"Brooke," Julian sobbed. "Oh thank god!"

"How long have I been out?" Brooke asked.

"3 days," Julian sobbed. "They thought you wouldn't make it. They didn't think you'd wake up. Oh thank god you're okay."

Julian kissed his wife on the lips.

"Where's Peyton?" Brooke asked.

Julian didn't answer.

"Where's Peyton?" Brooke asked again.

"Brooke," Julian sobbed.

"Where the hell is Peyton?!" Brooke shouted.

"Ian got away and he took Peyton with him," Julian sobbed. "As of now, Peyton is missing."

Brooke broke down crying and Julian held his wife tightly.