I own nothing expect that which I invent. All characters and dialogue used from the show belongs to Tollin/Robbins Productions and Warner Bros Television; title belongs to Queen.

Set in the motel scene of 1.12, what would have happened if Lucas' necklace hadn't caught on Peyton's hair and hadn't ruined the moment? How far would they go and what chaos would await them...

some Brucas, mostly Leyton and Naley

rated T-16+ for some sexual content this chapter

flashbacks

Enjoy...

The road stretched out in front of them as the two blondes drove on. Neither of them spoke nor looked at each other, just the long stretch of road that lay before them. A cough came from the passenger sit causing the blonde who was driving to direct his gaze over to the girl with the curly locks. She quickly looked out the window and the blonde driving turned his attention back to the smooth asphalt that glided beneath them. The silence was suffocating. The blonde in the driver's seat rolled down his window to let some air in while the curly top turned on the heat. Finally the driver broke the silence, "I'm hungry; are you hungry?" Curly top shook her head but then her stomach growled catching her in her own lie. The driving blonde smiled as he watched road signs for possible places to eat. They had not brought a lot of money on them, just enough for gas, the motel room, and food if needed. The driver pulled off onto an exit and scanned the road for a respectable place to eat. He settled for a little Mom and Pop restaurant named Henry's and found a parking spot. He killed the engine and looked over at the girl in curls.

"Can we talk about this?" His blue eyes pierced into her as she looked over at him. She slowly nodded and looked down.

"It was a mistake, it never should have happened, and it is best forgotten." A tear slid down her cheek as she said these words. The desperation in her eyes told the driver that she didn't want to pursue the conversation anymore, but he needed answers.

"It did mean something Peyton, we had sex." With those words, Peyton reached over and slapped Lucas. His head whipped back from the impact and he grabbed his stinging cheek. Peyton opened the passenger side door and walked out into the parking lot. Lucas opened his door to follow her. He watched her in silence, afraid another word would bring on another slap and more pain to his already aching face. She turned to face him and walked over. She came over and out of nowhere her lips connected with his and for a brief moment they were back in the motel room.

'It has to be in here," Peyton said frantically running into the room and running her hands over the chair cushion, lifting it, and running along the night stand. She lifted the blanket and sitting there under it was her bracelet. Tears slid down her face as she picked it up and placed it back onto her wrist. Lucas watched by the door as she searched the room and when she found it, he walked over to her.

"Got it?" He said as she continued to cry. "Hey, hey, its okay," Lucas said with a smile, "everything is okay now." She looked down and nodded before looking up at him and walked into his embrace. Their embrace was short but they still clung to each other, staring deeply into each others eyes. Then Peyton leaned up and their lips collided, a single spark to set off the fireworks.

They kissed for a minute while Lucas moved his hands to cup under her chin and neck and they broke for air, only for their lips to meet again. They continued to kiss before Lucas broke the kiss. Peyton stared at him while he removed her coat and tossed it to the ground. They continued to passionately kiss each other while Lucas removed his coat and walked Peyton over to the bed, forcing her into a sitting position before leaning down to kiss her again. Lucas then grabbed the bottom of the green and white over-shirt she was wearing and pulled it over her head. The two blondes fell back onto the bed in a passionate kiss. Lucas broke the kiss and worked his way down her chest and stomach, lifting her white tank top to reveal her stomach and delicately kissed it and around her belly button. He rose to remove his own shirt, leaning back down to bring their lips together. The two blonde knew this was wrong, that Lucas was dating Brooke, but they were too caught in the moment to care.

The two continued to kiss before Lucas moved his way to her neck. Peyton softly moaned and he knew he had found the right spot. He continued to kiss and bite her neck before bringing his head back up to kiss her again. Their breathing had gotten heavier and their passion was too much to ignore. Lucas, continuing to kiss Peyton, ran his hands under her tank top and fondled her breasts and rubbed her back before she leaned up for him to remove it. Peyton laid back in her bra and Lucas looked down at her. He had never seen anything more beautiful in his life and any thoughts of Brooke left his mind completely. He had wanted to be with Peyton for so long and now was their chance, girlfriend or not.

He leaned back down to catch her lips and she slowly broke his kiss softly biting on his bottom lip. Her hands found her way to his groin, where she cupped it and gave it gentle squeeze, feeling the expansion of denim in her hand. She quickly undid the belt, tossing it to the floor, and undid the button and unzipped his pants. Lucas stood up and kicked off the jean, where he was now clan in just his boxers. Peyton stood up and kissed him before flipping him around and placing Lucas on his back on the bed. She smiled as she crawled up to him and devoured his neck, kissing and licking and biting it. Lucas moaned and she brought herself back up to him and kissed him hard before trailing down his chest, stopping at each nipple. She couldn't wait any longer. She threw off her pants and passionately kissed him again, while Lucas unhooked her bra and slid it off her arms unto the floor. They kissed again, each others tongues battling in their mouths. Lucas slid is hand down her panties and slipped them off and in an instant they were both naked.

Lucas looked into Peyton's eyes, she nodded in response before he slowly entered her. Peyton moaned as he inched his way inside of her. It had been a long time since she had had sex, but all the motions came flooding back to her memory. Lucas slowly thrust into her. Peyton moaned and Lucas repeated the motion, faster until he built a good rhythm. They kissed to suppress each others moans of pleasure and everything else in the world slowed down as the two blondes moved together in unison.

Afterwards Lucas and Peyton were laying in each others arms when Lucas' cell phone went off. The caller ID shown Brooke and reality came rushing back toward the blondes, who had just now realized what they had down. Lucas answered the phone and gave some bullshit excuse about traffic being backed up, some accident on the road and they would be home in about an hour. They exchanged I love yous and Lucas hung up while Peyton frantically got dressed. The reality of what had just happened hit her like a ton of bricks; she had just slept with her best friend's boyfriend, she was the other women, and that thought did not sit well with her. Lucas finished getting dressed and walked over to Peyton, who looked sick.

"Are you okay?" he said as he wrapped his arms around her. She pushed him away and muttered that she wanted to leave and out the door they went.

Peyton broke the kiss and looked at Lucas who leaned in for another one. She backed away from him and shook her head. "We cannot ever do that again."

"Do what, kiss?" Lucas walked toward her as she backed farther away from him.

"Do you realize what we just did? I just slept with my best friend's boyfriend, and then kissed him again. God Luke, what are we doing? We are better than this." Lucas just looked at her, crying frantically in front of him and all he could think about was kissing her, holding her, making the pain she felt go away.

"I'll break it off with Brooke."

"How, just come back home and tell we had sex and that it is over?"

"I'll find a way Peyton, I need to be with you, I lo-"

"Don't even say it. Because if you do then I will say it and then we will be in an even bigger mess than we are now." Lucas looked down at the ground defeated. "Let's just go eat and head home." She said solemnly and walked towards the entrance.

The silence continued in the restaurant. Both slowly ate their food with no words spoken between bites even though so many thoughts ran through both blonde's heads. Their waitress, an older lady with glasses and deep red hair, came over and asked if everything was okay. Both blondes nodded silently and continued to eat; only Peyton had stopped eating and was now staring at Lucas. Lucas, realizing that she was staring at him, looked up from his meatloaf and looked deep into her eyes. They had always had this thing, a silent communication, every since they met and even without conveying words, they could still know exactly what the other was thinking.

"Don't say that," Lucas stared at her.

"I didn't say anything." Peyton took a sip of her water and played in her mash potatoes.

"We have to talk about this, whatever this is." Lucas sat his fork down on the table making a louder thud than expected.

"What is there to talk about? It happened, it was a mistake, it will never happen again. It doesn't matter." Peyton sat back in her chair.

"Would you stop saying that? Of course it matters. Normal people just don't end up having sex in motel rooms after trying to find out if the girl's father is dead. It does matter. Why else would it have happened? We are not just two horny teenagers looking for a fuck. That was more than that, I know it and you know it. So tell me what the hell you were thinking back there." Peyton stared at him as a tear slid down her face. She knew it was there and for some reason didn't care about it; she had a long time ago accepted tears as her defense mechanism against the things that hurt her. Lucas leaned over and wiped it away as she pushed his hand away.

"Don't, don't touch me. Because I don't trust myself around you right now. You know what, I wasn't thinking back there. I have wanted to be with you for so long now, and back there," she paused as more tears spilled from her lids. Lucas just sat back and stared at the girl who was unconventionally stating her love for him. Peyton took a deep breathe. "Back there, I knew you were with Brooke and it scared me. It scared me that I had lost you. That night when I came to your room and told you how I felt only to find you were with Brooke, killed me. I thought that us was over, so when we kissed, I took it as a last chance for us to be together because I knew that you and Brooke were together and I was just going to be the friend. So that is what I was thinking, that you and I were over and that this was all I could get before it all ended I might as well take it." Peyton wiped her eyes with her napkin and Lucas grabbed her hand.

"Is that what you think? That just because we finally had sex that we could never be together as a couple and that I would run back to Brooke and act like nothing ever happened? Peyton, I love you. You know I do, and I know that you love me even if you refuse to admit it. God Peyton, do you know how long I wanted to be with you? Not just have sex, but just to kiss you, hold you, wake up with you beside me. So that I could tell the world that you were mine and no one else could have you. Do you honestly think that that was just an innocent fling, because it wasn't. I have wanted you for so long now and we finally had our chance and I was going to give it up, not for Brooke, not for anybody." Peyton smiled. No one had ever said that to her. It was like a dream, everything that had just happened was so surreal. But then her mind traveled back to Brooke, her best friend for the last ten years. She was there when no one else was, she was there for her mother dying, everything, and now to think that she had committed the ultimate betrayal by sleeping with her boyfriend. It broke her heart and made her sick to think about it.

"Lucas, you know how I feel about you, but this," she held up her and Lucas' hands before removing hers from his, "can never happen. You are dating Brooke, my best friend in the whole world, and I cannot just stand by and let myself become the other woman while you are with her. It isn't fair to her, and it isn't fair to me." Lucas was taken back by her sudden burst of anger and sat back into his chair. He immediately began to eat again leaving Peyton to stare at him.

"Luke, Lucas?" Peyton called his name only to be ignored. "Luke, would you please look at me." Lucas looked up with a world of hurt on his face. Peyton was about to cry just from the look of sadness that had enveloped his face.

"What?" Lucas said as he looked at her, his face getting tense. "What do you want me to say? I just expelled my heart to you and you say that it can never happen, why, because of Brooke? I like Brooke and all, she is a nice girl, but she isn't you Peyton. She doesn't make me feel the way that you do when you walk up to me, or flash me a smile. I get chills from those moments. God Peyton, even when you touch me I get a sudden rush. But if you think I should stay with Brooke, even though you and I both know that this could work, then fine, I'll say with her." Peyton sat looking at the window trying to control her emotions. One part of her wanted to grab Lucas and kiss him, the other wanted to scream at him and the last part of her just wanted to go home and cry. "Let's just go." She heard him say as he ushered over the waitress and paid for the meal and walked outside to the car, leaving Peyton sitting at the table. The waitress walked over.

"Are you okay sugar?" Peyton looked over at her and nodded.

"Fine, absolutely fine," she said as she got up from the table and walked out to the car, knowing that it was going to be a long ride back home.

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