Amy: Yeah, I'm gonna be there tonight, why?

Casey: Tense security, police including Detective Davis and his men. Also I'm gonna be there. Also, about Lucas Scott, you're not the only one with history with him in this town.

Amy: How?

Casey: I went to camp with him.

Amy: He's going through a lot right now, you see, this girl told him she was pregnant, then he offered to take her to the doctor and she said she would take herself, she cut him out of the supposed baby's life, then said she wasn't pregnant after all and then she dumped him. She lied because he almost slept with her best friend.

Casey: Now, that's complicated. You and him had a pact?

Amy: Yes, we both broke it. It was that if we were in the same place again, we'd start a relationship. That was before we dated other people, my ex died, Brooke dumped him, and she's not pregnant. So, now it's just him and me.

Casey: And somebody named Peyton Sawyer. That woman might still have feelings for him. So, watch out, she might take him right out from under you. But as I mentioned, police will be there, including my mom's new husband, George. And my stepbrother, Derek, who I've heard Lucas doesn't get along with. Oh, wait, that's me who Derek doesn't get along with. He and Lucas get on fine, I think.

Amy: Good to know.

Casey: I understand you and Lucas admitted you still have feelings for each other. That's... intense. And now you're both single. But remember, Peyton's still around. She might have something to say about that. And who knows, someone else also might have their eyes on Lucas or even you.

Amy: That would be a surprise. Peyton and I met yesterday, she told me she's getting close to this guy, Jake.

Casey: Jake will not be at the party, he's still in town, but I don't think Peyton wants him to come. If Peyton likes Jake, Lucas will be yours for the taking, but if she sees you, who knows.

At Haley's house

Haley: Peyton, Paul's on his way here with someone who none of us know, but I have a feeling you might be interested in him.

Peyton: He better be solid, Lucas is drifting away from me with that new girl.

Haley: Amy's a good person, Peyton. Wait a minute, do you still have feelings for Lucas?

Peyton: (sighs) I admit it, I still have feelings for Lucas.

Outside Haley's house, Chuck approaches Paul as he, Richard and a teen arrive.

Chuck: Boss, just overheard a conversation, Peyton does still have feelings for Lucas.

Paul: This is interesting, Chuck Montgomery, this is Ephram Brown, one of those Colorado people. I brought him with me because I told Haley that I was bringing someone she didn't know for Peyton. Both Brooke and Jake will not be attending.

Chuck: Copy.

Richard: Also, Chuck, the Inspector will be with us on the perimeter, keeping an eye on the guests.

Ephram: This Inspector, sounds like he's pretty tight with the family.

They head inside

Paul: Ladies, you remember Richard Williams, these are Chuck Montgomery, a London native, and Ephram Brown, a newcomer from Colorado. (to Ephram) You see a ghost?

Ephram: Looks like it. Peyton Sawyer.

Peyton: Ephram Brown, what are you doing here?

Paul: Wait a minute, you two know each other?

Peyton: Used to go to camp together. (nervously laughs)

Haley: If I knew the person's name, I would've told you, didn't know you went to camp with him.

At a bar

Brooke: Okay, guy in need of a clue. Here's one. Women send signals. That was a brush off. Before you dip into your shallow pool of wit let me paint us a picture and save us both the trouble. Here's your evening. You are going to slink back off to your buddies, laugh this off, get wasted, go home, and make nice with yourself. But don't be thinking of me, because even your fantasy of me, isn't interested in you. (He leaves. A woman is standing behind him and sits with Brooke)

Woman: Nice work. Extra points for style.

Brooke: I've seen you around. You're Jake's ex right!

Nicki: No, he's mine. You go to Tree Hill? (Brooke nods) So what brings you out into the big, bad, real world?

Brooke: Anger, alcohol and a fake ID.

Nicki: Nice combo. Men?

Brooke: Dogs. Two of them. Ex boyfriend and backstabbing ex girly best friend.

Nicki: Typical. If you have a strand of hair and five minutes I can show you a great curse you can put on them.

Brooke: Okay. (She pulls out a strand of hair) Bring it on, witch.

Nicki: Okay. What are their names!

Brooke: Lucas, and Peyton. (Nicki looks at her) Mm.

Nicki: And where are they tonight?

Brooke: They are at a party that I was not invited to. Can you believe that? They sneak around like little mongrels and I get removed from the A list.

Bartender: Can I get you ladies anything?

Nicki: Yeah, two vodkas. And two for my new friend here.

Brooke: Now you're talking, witchiepoo.

Nicki: Mm hm.

That night at Lucas' house, he, Amy and Marcus are talking.

Lucas: (to Amy) Wow, you look amazing tonight.

Amy: As do you.

Marcus: Come on, we need to get to Haley's place.

At Haley's place

(The house is crowded with kids and Haley is approached by two girls)

Girl: Nathan Scott and your own apartment. You have, like, the best life ever.

Haley: Well, thanks, I mean it's not my apartment, but - (They walk away. Lucas, Amy, Marcus and Peyton walk in) Hi!

Lucas: Haley, who are all these people!

Haley: Who cares? It's a party.

Brooke: Sorry I'm late. Hope nobody minds, but I brought a friend. (She and Nicki are standing in the doorway)

Nicki: Let the games begin.

Marcus watches Brooke and Nicki enter with a wary eye, recognizing the tension in the air as they join the party. None of them were invited, so he has to go to Paul, but doesn't know how long until he does.

Haley: Maybe if we just invited her.

Lucas: It's not your fault, Hales. I'll go to Marcus, he'll go to Paul, and we'll sort it out.

Haley: Who is this Nicki person anyway!

Peyton: She's a train wreck. (Something crashes in the other room)

Haley: That did not sound good. (She goes to see) Excuse me. Coming through. (Peyton stands next to Nicki)

Nicki: I thought I smelled something.

Peyton: Oh that's skank. And I think it's coming from you. (Lucas laughs) Come on, Lucas.

Amy: Let's go, away from this (referring to Nicki) Baseline drama.

Brooke is waiting

Brooke: It's not gonna fill itself. (Peyton walks up to her)

Peyton: So, you're hanging out with Nicki.

Brooke: Sorry do I know you?

Peyton: Look, Brooke, just don't cause any trouble tonight, okay?

Brooke: Wait a minute, you're that tallish lying person I used to be friends with. Why don't you go crawling back to the boyfriend formally known as mine.

Peyton: Okay this whole not being friends with you thing, is getting so much easier every time I see you.

Haley: I cannot stop the madness. (Peyton gets a quarter in the cup)

Peyton: Okay, you know what? Drink this, you look like you could use it. (Haley drinks it) Wow! (Brooke cuts in)

Brooke: So you two are playing games. Watch out for them, they look like they might cheat.

Nicki: (to Peyton) Oh you're still here.

Peyton: Look, why don't you do what you're really good at and disappear.

Nicki: You have a problem!

Brooke: Wow, Nicki, she's not worth it.

Nicki: Get off me. (She walks up to Peyton) I asked you if you had a problem.

Peyton: Yeah, I do. It's called you, bitch. (Nicki throws her against the refrigerator and slaps her. Peyton pushes her back onto a table and they fall onto the floor. They get up and start pulling on each other. Lucas pulls them apart.)

Lucas: Haley, help me out here. (Nicki throws a stool towards Peyton and it goes out the window. They grab each other and break the coffee table) Come on! Stop! (People pull them apart)

Brooke: (To Nicki) What the hell are you doing?

Nicki: Isn't this what you wanted?

Paul: (approaching) What the hell is going on here? OK, first before anything, I have to say something to this Nicki girl, you're under arrest. (Marcus steps in and takes Nicki out and puts handcuffs on her) (after Nicki leaves) OK, Chuck, check Peyton for injuries, Richard, make sure nobody's hurt. (Turns to Brooke) Brooke, you okay?

Brooke: Yes.

Paul: Knew you'd come here. And thank God you did, if you didn't, who knows how far that catfight would've gone. We will talk when we get home.

At Paul's house, Paul, Brooke and Marcus are talking.

Paul: OK, where to begin, oh, yeah, breaking into a party you weren't invited to, could've spent time with the other person who was not invited aka Jake, and instead you bring a troublemaker who is his ex. She and Peyton start a catfight. You're not in trouble, Brooke, I don't blame you, but you need to be more careful.

Brooke: I wasn't happy about Nicki either, thank God you guys arrested her.

Marcus: Yeah, she's out of the picture for now. Spoke to the judge, 25 year sentence, no parole, early release, good behavior or bail. She's not going anywhere soon.

Brooke: Thank God for that. I don't even know what came over me inviting her.

Paul: Neither do we, Brooke. OK, up to your room, I will see you in the morning.

At Lucas' house, he and Amy are talking.

Lucas: Can't believe that happened.

Amy: Catfight, a whole lot of drama. I can now say this, you're not Brooke's boyfriend, you're not Peyton's either or Casey's, you are mine, all mine.

Lucas: I'm not gonna let you go through with this alone.

Amy: Good night.

Lucas: Night. (after 10 seconds, they kiss) Not.

They make out passionately, the pent-up emotions of the evening fueling their desire.

Amy: Not the setting.

They pull away, their eyes locked in a silent conversation filled with passion and doubt, he takes her hand and leads her to the bedroom.

In the bedroom, his phone rings.

Lucas: I'm ignoring that.

She unbuttons his shirt to reveal a white tank top underneath she then touches the zipper of her dress and unzips it, revealing nothing but black underwear, no bra.

Lucas: I'm taking you. (He takes his tanktop off)

They make out passionately, the pent-up emotions of the evening fueling their desire. Their hands touch the sheets, the room filled with the scent of their mixed perfumes and the faint sound of the party outside.

At Peyton's house

Peyton: Come on, Lucas, pick up!

Lucas: (via phone voicemail) Hey, you've reached Lucas. Leave a message, I'll get back to you as soon as I can.

Peyton: Damn it!