Brooke thought about all the moments that she shared with the old man. She thought about what he taught her in life and how he taught her how to love again. Brooke looked at the casket, seeing the red and yellow flowers on it. It felt so unreal to her, it didn't seem like he was gone but he was. There was no more old man at the book store, a part of her will always be with him but she reminded herself that she will see him again. The pastor looked down beside Brooke, at her husband. Lucas stood up, kissing Brooke on her forehead before he walked up to podium. He looked at the small group that new the old man, it was just a few of them. Brooke wanted it to be small, she wanted it to be with the people that actually knew him. Lucas looked down at his paper, the eulogy that he wrote. He wasn't prepared for this, he knew that this day would come but not as soon as it was. Lucas took in a deep breath, looking at his beautiful wife. She was hurt, she had this endless sad look on her face and tears in her eyes. Lucas hated seeing her like this, he wanted to give her peace and comfort.

"Davis Richard was a good man," Lucas started to say, he crumbled the paper in his hand. He wanted to speak from the heart, he stared into his wife's eyes as she glanced at the casket. "Davis Richard was more than a good man," Lucas corrected himself. "He was a hero." Lucas started to say. "See, when I was at my lowest point, I thought I will never see the light again or I would have this sinking pain for the rest of my life. And then, Davis showed up. He was like this angel. He told me things, he made me believe in love again." Lucas stared at his wife. Brooke finally looked up, Davis had taught her the same thing. "He taught that life takes but it also gives you beauty, you just have to see it." Lucas smiled a little. "He taught that if I'm going through hell that I just have to keep going, no matter what. Because at the end of that tunnel there is always a light and I believed that with all my heart," Lucas cleared his throat, feeling choked up. "Davis gave me something that could never be replaced...my beautiful wife." Lucas winked at Brooke. "He was there for her when I wasn't. He was there for me when she wasn't. So, yea, Davis Richard was more than a good man." Lucas looked at everyone. Nathan, Mouth, Haley, skills, Jamie. They were all here. Lucas sat back down next to his wife as they watched the casket get lowered into the ground. Brooke's heart sank in her chest and she felt like she couldn't breathe. It took Brooke a moment but she felt better. Lucas sat in the car, waiting for Brooke. She was talking to Nathan and Haley for a moment but then left. Brooke quickly walked towards the car and poked her head through the window.

"Let's go to the field, Luke." Brooke asked him, she opened the door and sat in the car. Lucas smiled, nodding. It was fifteen-minute drive but they were there. Brooke walked out into the long green field. She felt like she was at peace and invisible. This is where she could think, and just be herself. Brooke spun around, taking in the deep air. Lucas watched as Brooke took in this moment. "I missed this place, We haven't been here in years." Brooke quickly sat down. Lucas sat beside her.

"Since senior year." Lucas reminded her. Brooke raised his eyebrow, she didn't believe that it was that long but it was. Brooke thought back to senior year, it was the best time of her life.

"Senior year," Brooke laid back and so did Lucas. Lucas laughed, remembering back to old times that they had.

"That was the best year." Lucas informed Brooke.

"Yea because I was there. You wouldn't have made it through without me." Brooke kinked her eyebrow.

"Uh, I think it's the other way around." Lucas turned to his side, facing Brooke. "But you did save me. I would have ended up with Peyton." Lucas raised his eyebrow. "She came back you know," Lucas told Brooke.

"I wish I could hate her." Brooke said to Lucas.

"That's why I love you, Brooke, because you have a kind heart." Lucas removed the strand of hair away from her face. Brooke smiled slightly, she felt a little better. She still didn't understand why Peyton would do something like that. "I'm just happy that you're here." Lucas grabbed her hand.

"Me too." Brooke kissed Lucas, laying on his chest. They looked up at the clear blue sky. "This is it." Brooke smiled, seeing how her life turned out.

"This is it." Lucas agreed. Lucas squeezed her hand, making sure that she was still here. Every second, he would make sure that she was okay. He was so afraid of losing her.

"Are you okay?" Brooke asked him. Lucas thought for a second, he didn't know yet.

"I don't know. It's just-I feel like if I wake up...you're going to be gone." Lucas said honestly. Brooke held her tighter, understanding what he was feeling.

"I'm always going to be here until we're old and cranky." Brooke chuckled. "I'll stand by you," Brooke sang playfully. Lucas laughed, happy that she was back.

Brooke held onto her son, she couldn't wait to watch him grow up into a wonderful man like his father. Davis was so beautiful, he was a happy baby. Brooke kissed him on the forehead, rocking him slightly. She watched as Jamie played around with his friends, she thought it was a perfect time for everyone just to spend time together. Skills and Mouth were talking with Millicent eating the food beside them.

"Brooke Davis," Brooke heard her name being called. Brooke looked over and saw Claire and Sara walk towards her. They sat beside her on the stairs. They looked out into the backyard, watching everyone connect. Sara reached in her backpack, it was time that she finished her report.

"My report started to become a story," Sara chuckled a little, handing Brooke a copy. Brooke looked down at the thick paper, it was filled with words page to page without any space. Claire squinted her eyes, trying to block the sun from harming her eyes.

"Thank you," Brooke told Sara. Sara shrugged her shoulders, she didn't think that it was important.

"I'm really glad you were okay." Claire said to Brooke. Brooke was happy that she was okay too. Lucas walked out into the back, seeing Claire and Sara sitting next to Brooke.

"The girls I just wanted to see." Lucas said, carrying a box and a large pile of papers in his hands. He handed the box to Claire and then papers to Sara. They looked up at him confusedly, curious to what he handed them. Claire inside the box and saw the letters.

"Are these the letters that Brooke wrote to you?" Claire said surprised.

"Those are the letters that Brooke and I wrote to each other, since sophomore year. Every letter is there." Lucas winked at Claire. Brooke smiled, agreeing that these letters should be with the girls. Lucas looked over at Sara, she was impressed with Coach scott.

"And that's a copy of my book," Lucas pointed to the papers that were in Sara's hands. Sara gasped.

"Oh my god," Claire said.

"Are you serious?" Sara asked him, making sure that he was okay with this.

"Knock yourself out." Lucas shrugged his shoulders. Sara grabbed Claire's hand and they ran into the house. Haley walked out, wondering what the girls were such in a rush too.

"What did you give those girls?" Haley asked Lucas. Brooke stood up, handing Davis to Haley, knowing that Haley wanted to hold him.

"The letters that Lucas and I wrote to each other and the book he wrote." Brooke raised her eyebrow.

"Lucas," Haley laughed.

"I thought it would help her essay." Lucas shrugged his shoulders. Brooke held up the essay that Sara handed to her.

"Speaking of essays, she gave me a copy." Brooke gave to Lucas because it was really meant for him. Lucas promised himself that he would read this.

"I'm going to go help Nathan in the kitchen," Lucas kissed Brooke on the forehead and walked back into the house. Haley and Brooke watched Lucas disappear in the house. Haley was curious to what was happening with them two.

"Is everything okay? It seems pretty normal." Haley looked down at Davis.

"Normal as in Lucas telling me he loves me everytime he sees me." Brooke answered her. They both started to walk towards the house.

"Could you blame him? He thought you were going to be gone forever." Haley explained to her. Brooke understood, she would be doing the same thing. The doorbell rang, Haley walked over to answer the door and was surprised to see who it was. she thought that she would never see this person ever again. They all stood there, seeing the stranger walk into the house.

"Who's that?" Claire whispered to Sara. Sara clinched her fist, knowing exactly who it was.

"Peyton," Sara tried to take a step forward but Claire stopped her. Claire didn't want Sara to anything to hurt Peyton, that wasn't her job. Everyone looked over at Brooke, seeing her reaction. She didnt have a surprised look on her face, she was just hurt.

"What are you doing here?" Brooke asked her.

"I heard that you were okay." Peyton said apologetic. "I'm happy that you're okay," Peyton smiled.

"Yea, no thanks to you." Sara accidentally blurted out but everyone was thinking it so they didn't judge her. Claire pulled Sara back further and forced her to close her mouth.

"I'm sorry, Brooke." Peyton cried. "I'm so sorry," Peyton pleaded. Brooke didn't want to hear it, she had already forgiven Peyton for what she did. Peyton would say it a million times until she knows that Brooke forgives her.

"I forgive you." Brooke quickly, leaving everyone in shock, even herself. This was the first time that she was saying this out loud. Sara couldn't believe that Brooke would forgive Peyton for something like this.

"Oh my god," Claire whispered to Sara.

"I forgive you," Brooke said it again, so that everyone could hear. mouth, skills and Millicent walked in when they saw the sight of Peyton. They thought they were going to see her again, after the threats they made to her. "I forgive for stabbing me in the back so many times, I forgive you for almost taking me away from my child. I forgive for almost having my son live without knowing his mother. I forgive you for breaking my heart over and over again," Brooke had tears in her eyes, she was trying to tell herself not to cry but she couldn't. "I forgive you for almost driving Lucas insane, I forgive you for hurting Richard so bad that he had a heart attack and died. I forgive you for having Nathan completely shut his family out because I didn't give him a chance to tell him how much appreciate and love him. I forgive you for hurting everyone. I forgive you for everything." Brooke whipped the tears from her face, it hurt confessing these things to her. Peyton knew that Brooke could never forgive her, this was something that she couldn't come back from. "I forgive you, Peyton." Brooke huffed, giving Peyton a slight smile to show that she was going to be okay. "But I never...never want to see you again." Brooke became serious, looking deeply in Peyton's eyes. Peyton looked around at the beautiful people that she loved so much and wished that she could make everything feel better. She didn't want to give up on Brooke but she already did. Peyton whipped her tears and cleared her throat and looked back up at Brooke.

"I am sorry," Peyton said to her. Sara rolled her eyes, having enough of Peyton's lies. "and I'm sorry if that's not enough for you." Peyton shrugged her shoulders.

"Oh screw this," Claire said, quickly walking up to Peyton and slapping her as hard as she could. they all gasped, surprised that Claire was the one who was slapped, Peyton. They all knew that one would break and punch Peyton in the face but they didn't know that it was going to Claire. Peyton cupped her cheek where she was hit. "That's for Davis." Claire raised her eyebrow, pointing a finger at Peyton. Peyton was filled with anger, she couldn't control it. Peyton grabbed a hold of Claire's finger and bent it backward. "Ouch!" Claire screamed. they all quickly reacted, reaching for Peyton but Sara was quicker. Sara gave Peyton a quick punch in the face. Peyton stumbled two steps back from the hit, she held her nose but no blood was coming out. Sara held onto Claire, making sure that she was okay. Brooke grabbed the girls and walked them outside, she was finished with Peyton.

"I think you should go," Skills told Peyton, opening the front door for her. Peyton didn't look at anyone, she just left and didn't say a word. Lucas walked outside with a proud smile on his face. He wrapped his arms around his wife.

"I'm so proud of you," Lucas confessed to her, knowing that she wanted to hear it. Brooke shrugged her shoulders but also proud of herself.

"Davis would've wanted me to forgive her." Brooke told Lucas. Lucas nodded, thinking back to the old man.