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[rockstarkeller]

He had heard about the shooting. It was the only thing on television when he finally turned it on that morning. At first he couldn't really figure out that it was Tree Hill High they were talking about, but the moment he did, he was stumbling out of bed, pulling on clothes and heading towards the school. By the time he got there, his eyes were

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[heart_bdavis]

Brooke was surprised to see Chris there, in the hospital. For some strange reason his voice made her calm. She looked into Chris' eyes. She just wanted to get away, from Lucas, from Peyton, from the whole situation.

He looked into her eyes. For a second she saw something in him, something human, a kind look of care. Maybe he wasn't that bad. Maybe. He unfolded his arms and was about to say something but he didn't as she fell into his arms. She held him tight as if he were her only means of survival. He closed his arms around her, holding her just as tight.

She looked up at him with her big brown eyes. "Can you take me home? I just want to go home."

[rockstarkeller]

His arms wrapped tightly around her as she fell against him. His eyes stayed on Peyton for a minute, wondering how something like this could happen. He dropped his head against her shoulder, letting his eyes closed. Silently, he breathed in a deep breath of relief. Brooke was alright. He had been so worried about her when he heard about the shooting, so worried that she had been the one that got shot.

He lifted his head and looked down at her when she asked to go home. He managed a nod before he let his arms slid down her back and took one of her hands. "Sure, doll. Let's get you out of here."

He managed to look at Lucas, who was looking at them with a mixture of glare, confusion, and maybe even hurt. He looked back to Brooke, murmuring softly about nothing, to keep her mind off of things. "Chez Brooke it is." He held his car door open for her.

[heart_bdavis]

She got in the car and took a deep breath. Chris started the car and they were soon their way. She looked in the rear view mirror as the drove away from the hospital, making it look smaller and smaller. Chris noticed Brooke was distant and hurting. He said something to make her laugh. She laughed for a second. She looked at him, he was different now. He wasn't the jerk formerly known as Chris Keller. He was caring, this was a side of Chris Keller that Brooke hadn't seen before

[rockstarkeller]

"Hey!" He looked at her, shocked, when she changed the radio song half-way through. "I was in a rhythm!" But he said it with a smile. He didn't mind, he could sing along to anything. When she screamed, he nearly jumped and had to right the car after he swerved it. His hand grabbed hers and kept it off the dial, letting the static fill the car. He kissed the back of her hand gently before letting go and letting her turn off the radio.

"I think you're supposed to be okay with them."

He could tell what was between Lucas and Peyton. He had always seen it. And when Brooke wanted to go home, he knew it was more than just being upset that her best friend had been shot. He reached over and took her hand again, squeezing it lightly.