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As much as she now looked for any opportunity to get closer to Jake, Brooke wasn’t entirely sure shacking up at his house was the best way to go. It not only looked desperate but felt that way, too. And the last thing Jake needed was to feel ambushed by her or her family. Granted, the decision had already been made by her father and his mother. Quinn asked Vera to keep an eye on Brooke while he went away for a few days. Given the whole Tyler thing, he felt it would be in Brooke’s best interest to stay with the people she loved and who cared about her and who would watch over her while he couldn’t. He was planning a trip to Ravenswood where his weapon now awaited, after receiving recent intel from Jake. Though, Quinn and Jake had forged a secret partnership, he couldn’t accompany Quinn on his journey. The less anyone knew about Quinn’s plans, the better.
“Are you all packed, kitten?” Quinn wondered as he pushed Brooke’s bedroom door wide open. Brooke was still sitting by the windowsill where he left her, with her legs pulled up to her chest. On her bed, was her empty suitcase. “We’re on a time crunch. I need to leave within the hour.” As Brooke carried on in silence, and in the same position, Quinn attempted to shoot for a much more softer approach, hoping it would help persuade her. “Brooke, sweetheart,” he begged, “Please get a move on.” Snapping out of her reverie, Brooke sighed and slid away from the window to begin packing. She didn’t see the point. Or really understand why she couldn’t just stay home by herself. But then, she also realized she didn’t actually want to be alone. Of course, she could have always stayed with Riley or Emma. Or hell, even Ronnie. “Why can’t I just crash at Em’s? Things might get a little awkward at the Fitzgerald casa.” Brooke didn’t realize she had imitated Jake’s spanish-home nickname until after it was too late. “Because, arrangements with the Fitzgerald’s have already been made. And Vera’s looking forward to having you. I won’t be long, I promise.” Although, Quinn didn’t know that for sure. He couldn’t tell Brooke just how long he’d be because he wasn’t positive of that himself, or what precisely he was walking into. The trip was necessary however, to get rid of the snake that had poisoned their lives. Brooke’s, especially. “Come on, let’s go.” After closing her suitcase, Quinn carried it out of the room while Brooke stayed behind to scoop up Monroe (otherwise known as; cockblock) before she followed her father next door. Vera was already waiting for her with a smile, and parts of dinner on the table. Myles was on his way home with Jake. After Jake’s recent rebellious getaway, his parents had been keeping closer tabs on him. Vera sent the boys out to pick up a few things for dinner. Which they both probably assumed was odd. All Vera told them was that there would be a special guest joining them. Jake had no idea that, that guest was Brooke given the expression written all over his face as soon as he walked in. Brooke was standing beside Vera in the kitchen, trying to hide behind the counter, though it wasn’t tall enough. Myles had unloaded the groceries in his hands onto the counter and smiled at Brooke politely while Vera took notice of her son’s rude entrance, which lacked even the simplest ‘hello.’ “Hi,” Brooke waved. She felt awkward and unwelcome and considered faking a stomach virus or something just to flee the scene. But, at the same time, a part of her aimed to stick around. The only way she’d ever make things up to Jake was by first, talking to him. She couldn’t run from him anymore and truthfully, she didn’t want to.