Disclaimer: The WB owns all characters on One Tree Hill, I only own the plot, wait, no, they own some of that too..

Summary: This picks up where the last episode left off. It deals with the Peyton/Lucas/Brooke triangle, and the Nathan/Haley relationship.

Haley sat down on the bed next to Nathan and took his hand in hers. She kissed his cheek lightly and laid her head on his shoulder.

"You want to tell me what's wrong with you?" she asked. He sighed and sunk his head down, resting his cheek against her hair.

"You sure you wont hate me when you find out?" She raised her head and looked at him softly.

"Why would I hate you?"

"Because I hate myself for it."

"Whatever it is, you can fix it right?"

"I hope so."

"Can you tell me?" She asked, shifting her position to look straight at him. He looked down at the their entwined hands and sighed.

"Last week a guy at school hooked me up with some steroids. I took them for the entire week. Tonight I don't know what happened, I just passed out," he waited a moment before turning to see her face.

"Why did you take them in the first place?" she didn't raise her voice, didn't get angry, just stayed calm, it made Nathan feel a bit better.

"You know my dad has the highest scoring record in the league," she nodded, "all he could do all week was tell me how I couldn't beat his record, and that I wasn't good enough. All I wanted to do was beat his record, and I needed more strength, and stamina, so I took something I thought could give me that," he looked at her sadly, "do you hate me?" She sighed and shook her head.

"I'm not your father, I don't hate you. I'm disappointed, but mostly just worried," she answered. He pulled her into a tight embrace and held her there for a few moments.

"I need your help, Haley. I feel so helpless, so screwed up."

"I don't know what to do."

"Neither do I. Maybe we can figure it out, you know, if we put our heads together," she leaned forward and rested her forehead against his.

"You know, I didn't actually mean physically put our heads together," he said with a hint of a smile. She slapped him lightly on the stomach.

"Shut up," she leaned forward and kissed him lightly.

"I want to help you, but I don't know if we can do it ourselves."

"Haley, I've only been taking them for a week, I can probably quit by going cold turkey."

"What if someone finds out? Can't that hurt your game?" He sighed and nodded.

"If someone finds out who has any power, it can get me kicked out of basketball permanently, and I'll lose any chance at a scholarship." She nodded her understanding.

"Well, then we'll just have to keep it quiet."

"It may be too late for that. The doctor who examined me started asking me if I had taken any kind of drugs, he found them in my system. My dad fought him on it, but I don't know how much good it will do."

"Let's hope they never find out what it is."

"So Doctor Haley, what's my prognosis?" he joked lightly.

"I think with some work we can get the old cocky, arrogant, self centred Nathan back," she said with a light smiled. He grinned.

"We'd better get to work then."