The Next day
Brooke's outfit

Brooke: Corey Alicia stay here ok
Corey: ok
Alicia: ok
Brooke: (leaves)
Carl: (follows her)
Alex: so he's your dad
Corey: no Carl is not our dad
Alicia: our dad's dead
Corey: he's not our stepdad either
Alex: oh ok sorry
In the forest
Brooke: (crying)
Carl: Brooke you ok
Brooke: I can't believe he's gone
Carl: (hugs her from behind)
Brooke: (turns around)

They  then have sex right there
Carl: (smiles) would it be bad if we got together and do this in private
Brooke: (smiles) no (kisses him)
Carl: we should head back
They put on there clothes
Brooke: I have to do stuff  I'll see you later (pecks him and goes)
Carl: (sighs) got my wish but it kills me that he could be still alive still (sighs)
As there cleaning clothes
Selena: you know Stefan if you don't like your clothes like that why don't you help here (throws it at him)
Stefan: (throws it at Selena) ain't my job missy
Elena: Selena
Brooke: what's your job sitting on your ass while your wife does all the work
Stefan: I don't have to listen Harleen let's go
Katherine: I don't  think she needs to go anywhere with you
Stefan: stay out of it come on you heard me
Harleen: guys just let me
Stefan: I will knock you guys on your ass
Brooke: then do it she'll show up with fresh bruises
Stefan:  your the one to talk your husband is dead with two kids on your own cheating them by being a here having sex with their dead dad's best friend
Brooke: (pushes him)
Harleen: you don't tell me or anyone what to do
Stefan: what (slaps Harleen then pushes Brooke on her ass and punches her) that's how your husband should have treated  you and your kids don't deserve a whore as a mother
They all fight him
Carl: (grabs him fighting him) you don't put your hands on a woman calling woman names hitting them you have no right telling them about their skills or parenting! Put hands on anyone again I'll beat you till you die! (Leaves)
Brooke: (follows Carl)
Harleen: (crying) I'm sorry so sorry
In the RV
Brooke: (kisses Carl) so hot
Carl: what
Brooke: how you punched him telling him off (kiss him)
Carl: your eye
Brooke: I'll be fine
Carl: ok if it hurts or gets worse tell me (kisses her)
Brooke: ok (nods)