He sat next to his brother in the old car they were driving to get out of the U.S. Michael couldn't help but looked in the rear-view mirror one last time and he saw her, alone, helpless and totally lost about him and his actions. She tried to smile but it didn't reach her eyes and Michael sighed. He knew what was the problem. He always knew it but he hadn't told her. He couldn't bring himself to talk about it. 

Flashback 

He remembered how they had came into her house to dig Westmoreland's money with a plan but she had quickly reacted saying she wasn't stupid and she knew who they were. Lincoln had immobilized her and Michael had told her to calm down. He fastly told her they wouldn't hurt her and somehow she believed him. 

She didn't said a word when they started to dig a hole in her garage, she didn't say a word when they announced it would take at least two days before they could find the cash. and Michael found himself impressed with the young adult in front of him. She wasn't too afraid, she wasn't crying, she was just watching them. 

Finally he asked her if they could drink something and she got up and walked into the kitchen, Michael followed her, scared she would call the police but she didn't. He started to question her and she just answered vaguely. He found himself intrigued by her and he finally took note of her kitchen, a vase broken, flowers in the garbage, photos ripped on the table. Brooke noticed his wandering eyes and fastly told him, her ex-cheating-boyfriend was trying to win her back and when he asked if it was working, the young girl started her flirting-mode. 

He noticed how fragile she looked when he first saw her but now she was trying to look so sure of herself. He didn't saw her coming. Suddenly he felt her hot lips on his and couldn't help but respond to her kiss. His hands automatically encircled her waist and he felt her arms around his shoulders, her hands softly caressing his neck and his back. He felt himself getting lost in the kiss and even if he knew this was wrong he didn't stop, he needed to feel some human contact and Brooke knew who he was and wasn't repulsed. Just like Sara. and this was what stop the kiss. 

He couldn't stop thinking about Sara. Even dead she was in his dreams, haunting him and he felt weird having another woman in his arms. He took a step back from Brooke's arms and felt her heat leaving his body. She asked why he did this and he simply answered it wasn't the right moment for him. She questionned him about his vague answer but he couldn't tell her it was because he needed to get over a ghost, a beautiful angel before falling into her arms. 

Sara. Brooke. One dead. The other in front of him, asking for his body only but he couldn't. She looked like she was going to cry but before he can talk, his brother came in the kitchen to ask if he had to do the hole by himself. Not really aware of the uneasiness in the room, he asked if he could have a drink and Brooke forgetting the moment between her and Michael, turned to serve his brother. 

 They spent two more days with her and they finally found the money they wanted so much. Michael was so happy because this meant they were going to be out of the country soon, he couldn't remembered when he had been so happy the last time. 

They had decided to leave at night and Michael found finally a moment to be alone with Brooke. She hadn't talked to him since the kiss and he knew he had tell her why he had stopped the kiss. But in front of her, the words couldn't come and he didn't find his voice anymore. 

Was it like this you know you are falling in love? he was asking to himself. When you see a beautiful girl so sad you only want to hold her in your arms and kiss her forehead to make her feel safe. And right now, he knew he had to go now. The last girl he had loved was dead now because of him and he couldn't do that to a eighteen-years-old-girl. Brooke was so innocent in a certain way. He simply told her thank you and left the room. 

At night, she had packed some sandwiches and bottles of water for him and his brother and Michael couldn't help but wonder why she was doing this. They were on the run, two of the eight most wanted men in the U.S. and she was helping them. His brother said goobye to Brooke and she smiled sadly and finally it was his turn and he didn't know what to do. 

She leaned on him and only left a soft kiss on his cheek. Finally, he found the courage to ask her and she answered he was a pretty boy and she had a thing for beautiful blue eyes. And he walked away, never turning back to see her one last time. He never looked back until he was in the car. 

End of Flashback 

"You want to stay a little?" 

Lincoln's voice bring him back to the present. And he thought about the question. Did he want to stay? Yes. Could he stay? No. 

"This is not the good moment Lincoln. Maybe someday..." 

And he started the car and drove away. Maybe someday he could see once again the pretty girl he had found in Tree Hill.