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Here is the sequel! This chapter is more just introducing everyone.
Chapter 1: This is Home
I've got my memories
They're always
Inside of me
But I can't go back
Back to how it was
I believe it now
I've come too far
But I can't go back
Back to how it was
Created for a place
I've never known
-Switchfoot
"Mom!" was yelled through the house and Brooke Davis looked up from her book to see her eldest son slamming the door.
"Nice to see you" She laughed.
"This isn't funny" He groaned slumping down in the chair.
"What do I owe the pleasure?" She asked closing her book and looking at the dark haired boy.
"I am a good cousin" He wanted to make sure everyone knew that.
"Okay."
"And as a good cousin, I didn't wanting Mel getting hurt. Neither did Bobby" He started off and Brooke rolled her eyes at the young man.
"You do realize she is twenty three years old, right?"
"Not the point. The guy was a tool. I mean... he was disgusting mom, with his motorcycle and tattoos-"
"Let's see, your aunt, your father, many of your uncles, and I all have tattoos." She argued.
"On your face?" He countered.
"Oh… but if she liked-"
"Trust me she didn't. All I did was punch him and she freaked out telling me she can take care of herself and she doesn't need her stupid cousins helping her. Mom, even if she is twenty three, she is an Upton. Upton's get unwanted attention and Bobby and I were just helping"
Brooke rolled her eyes at the twenty year old. "Davis, refrain from getting into fights, okay? Mel will forgive you, she always does, but next time step in only when she asks you too" Brooke advised and he grumbled an okay.
"I'm going over to shoot some hoops with Bobby" He told her.
"Please do not hurt someone" Davis nodded before leaving his mom to her book.
It made Brooke sad to see her oldest son so grown up. Twenty years since the dreaded break up that was Brooke and Lucas, and there were still times where she wanted to run him over with something. She wouldn't say she forgave him because she probably never could, but they were cordial. They did what they needed for their children.
Yes, children as in plural. The couple never got back together, but one night they reminisced on what they had; they were too drunk to realize the mistake they were making and the realization came weeks later.
"Grey" Brooke whimpered into the phone.
"What's wrong? Liam –baby, please don't run"
"I'm pregnant" Brooke sighed into the phone.
"You little whore. How far?" Grey questioned and Brooke could hear Liam crying in the background, "I told you not to. I know baby, come here. Mommy's got you"
"two months" Brooke told her sadly.
"I'm five months so I was three months when- Wait a minute, two months? So it must've happened around the wedding?"
"The night of the wedding" Brooke grumbled.
"Oh god" Grey was trying not to laugh, "Okay, so who was it,one of Chase's buddies?"
"Wedding party" Brooke said through clenched teeth.
"Okay, so it isn't the groom, nor your brother. Felix is married, along with Jake and Clay. So…"
"Yes, my child's father" Brooke groaned and Grey busted out into laughter, "How is this funny?"
"Well at first, it was sad. I thought you were a whore, but you aren't. So it's hilarious, because you have to tell him. You have two children with the guy you hate. Liam finds it funny too"
"It's not my fault Liam is a mini Devon that thinks everything is hilarious"
"I know, he is very much like his uncle. Aren't you my beautiful baby boy?"
"Grey, do you always have to talk to others when on the phone with me?" Brooke growled.
"Don't you growl at me. It is not my fault you got knocked up. Its Lucas'" Grey started to laugh again, "I'm sorry bud, but you got to tell him"
"I know. He is out with Davis right now" Brooke said.
"You have to admit Blossom, he's a good dad"
"I know"
"I gotta go. I love you, oh and Liam is waving so he loves you as well"
"I love Liam and I love you too" Brooke sat the phone down placing her hand on her stomach when the door opened and she heard little feet on the floor.
"Mommy!" Davis jumped into Brooke's arms, and Brooke spun him around.
"Davis! How is my favorite three year old?" She smiled sitting him on the counter.
"Great, mamma, we went to…" He trailed off and bit his lip trying to remember where they went.
"The River Court" Brooke looked up to see Lucas closing the door with a basketball in his right hand.
"That! Mamma it was so much fun" Davis grinned and Brooke's own smile faltered.
"You alright Brooke?" Lucas asked walking up to her.
"Baby boy, go put your ball away while your daddy and I talk okay?" Brooke told him picking him up, and Lucas handed him the ball as he scurried down the hall.
"Brooke…" She sidestepped him and went over to the fridge to start dinner.
"I'm pregnant" Brooke said as she continued to grab the chicken and the other ingredients.
Lucas felt sick. She didn't even have a boyfriend. The thought of another guy being with her made him sick to his stomach even if they had broken up over four years ago. "Pregnant… who-"
"You" she cut him off.
Lucas felt relieved. He knew when it happened. They got drunk, stupid drunk, and they barely remembered the next morning; they both never spoke about it. He probably shouldn't be relieved. He was onlytwenty one, with a three year old and the baby's mother is pregnant again. He was just happy it wasn't someone else.
"Pregnant?"
"Yeah, I know, pregnant, with achild, by you. You really are an asshole. I don't know if I have ever told you that" She had her back to him. She was embarrassed.
"We're having a baby" He was still in shock. He sat on a stool.
"Yes, Lucas. Don't get any ideas. I still can't stand you" She snipped at him.
It was hard to tell the family she was pregnant for a second time by Lucas. At least, it wasn't by some stranger she didn't know. Of course she got the surprise when she was told that she wouldn't be having one baby but two.
Brooke walked around her house with aseven month belly weighing her down. She had just got home from the doctor. As always to her annoyance, Lucas sat outside the hospital like he had done when she was pregnant with Davis.
Somehow it took the seven months to realize there was a second baby in there. Now she didn't have names, she didn't even have enough stuff for two babies.
She was already planning Lucas Scott's death.
She sat down and started to read the newspaper when a name got her by surprise in the obituaries.
Charlotte Newton dies at the age of 85.
Brooke stared at the picture in shock. It was the woman in the hospital that had just lost her husband Tyree. It was then Brooke found the names for her daughter and son.
Brooke heard the phone ring and looked to see Nathan's name flashing. Brooke picked it up with a smile. "My favorite little brother"
"Hey B. So Haley was wondering if you were coming tonight?"
"I wouldn't miss it. The whole family is coming right?" She asked.
"Yeah, you know I don't realize why I get stuck with this. Grey has the big house" He grumbled making her laugh.
"I'll see you then, little man. Love you" He replied with an "I love you too" before hanging up.
It was hard for her to forgive him, but Nathan was persistent. After months of sitting in waiting rooms and beating up guys that thought it was funny to insult Brooke, she thought it was okay to love him. Of course there are those moments when he will randomly apologize for it or Brooke will get upset with him for no apparent reason, but now they realized that neither of them was going anywhere and they were adults now.
Brooke heard the front door open and many voices filtered through the house. "Duke! Duke, put me down. I am not going anywhere" Grey and Beck's daughter Alyssa laughed and Brooke looked up to see Duke Taggaro holding the petite blonde over his shoulder.
She was the spitting image of her mother. She had the same long blonde hair that seemed to always fall perfectly. She gained her mother's chocolate colored eyes and thin figure. She was loud much like Grey; Alyssa and Brooke's youngest Charlie acted much like how Grey and Brooke were when they were younger and together.
Duke Taggaro, the only child of Felix and Rachel. He had his father's compassion, his mother's wit and somewhere in there was a genius. He donned the same spiky hair Felix wore into his late twenties and the same big smile his mother got so many men with in their younger years. Duke was more like his father where he didn't play with girls, he just slept with them. He never purposely hurt a girl though, never wanted to humiliate them.
"Hey mama" Tyree and Charlie said together both giving their mother a tight hug. Tyree jumped on the counter and Charlie leaned against it.
Now if you thought Grey and Alyssa looked alike then Brooke and Charlie were identical. They walked the same, they talked the same, and they had the same chocolate hair and hazel eyes. Charlie didn't get her mother's anger however. Charlie was the calm one of the family which was surprising because no Davis was calm and Lucas was just as bad. Even as adults Lucas and Brooke had the fights that made them famous in high school.
Tyree on the other hand did gain the protectiveness a Davis always had. He had beaten up many for the girls of the family. He was much like his many uncles when it came to being athletic. The whole family could probably be royalty if it wasn't for the fact they chose not to be. People were probably scared of half of them. Tyree wasn't the worst of the group but was definitely up there. He favored his father in high school antics, with his messy blonde hair and crystal blue eyes he had many girls wrapped around the block for a chance with him.
"What are you all doing here?" Brooke asked with a smile.
"You're the counselor" James told her in a duh tone rolling his blue eyes and pushing his shaggy brown hair out of his face.
James Lucas Davis was a seventeen year old prodigy. He had his mother's brains that made him top of his class and his father's athletic skills that made him wanted all over the country, and a combination of his parents looks that made him wanted by the female population.
"Thank you James, I didn't know that. You know you could rival your mother with those brains" She shook her head at her nephew.
"Aunt Brooke!" Callie Danielle whined.
Raine and Easton were back together before Davis was even born. They married within six months of the reconciliation and had their first daughter within two years. Corinne was a spitfire that was following in her father's footsteps of architecture. Easton told her she was too pretty to be an architect and she replied with how she would get more clients that way.
Raine had their youngest, Callie not long after. Callie was a best friend of Charlie and Alyssa and was the only cheerleader of the group. It was unfortunate that she got her father's emotions; she rarely showed them and didn't give much, if any affection. She was a quiet girl and always seemed to get the rest of the family out of trouble.
"We just want our schedules changed" Sawyer tried to persuade the woman she was named after, pulling her long blonde hair into a messy bun.
As everyone suspected, Peyton and Jake married not long after graduation, Peyton legally adopted Jenny and they had one child, Sawyer. Sawyer wasn't athletic at all which was surprising considering her father. She wasn't though; she was the most uncoordinated girl you would ever meet. However, she was artistic and creative. She sang, she painted, she sketched, she wrote, and the list went on. Anything that used the right side of the brain, Sawyer excelled at.
"Guys, last time I did that parents got pissed" Brooke told them.
"So, who cares? We're awesome" Wesley shrugged plopping down next to Brooke making the large group nod in agreement.
"I'm so glad you are just as arrogant as your father" Brooke grinned at Wesley, ruffling his shaggy blonde hair making him roll his stone colored eyes.
Quinn and Clay had two children. The oldest was Wesley Alexander, student body president, and leading candidate for prom king. He had his 'ass moments' much like the rest of them and had his fair of fights for sticking up for the girls of the group.
Lawson Aaron held the youngest title at twelve years old; he was the exact opposite of Wesley with jet black hair and a humble demeanor that everyone knew he didn't get from Clay Sawyer.
"And Aunt Brooke, the girls are juniors and well Tyree but he doesn't count… and what if some annoying junior tries to hurt them. Come on Aunt Brooke, mom and dad would be pissed if I let something happen to Aly B again. "I mean as an Upton, we have to be careful" Liam told her in a very Devon like manner as he leaned on the counter with his elbows.
Liam Jackson Upton, Grey and Beck's first biological child spent way too much time with his uncle. Ever since he was young he stumbled into trouble, stumbled through school, stumbled through life. It had some to do with his paternal family. Liam hated being Upton and made sure they knew he wasn't cookie cutter, that being the main reason for his motorcycle, leather jacket, and multiple tattoos that he always seemed to have. At nineteen, he had failed senior year twice because he rarely showed up. Grey was patient because he was just like Devon, and growing up Grey always protected Devon so she was the exact same to the blonde boy.
"Shut up Liam" Alyssa snapped at him not liking that he brought up the past.
"If I say no, you guys are going to gang up on me aren't you?" Brooke questioned and they all nodded. "Okay this is what I can give you. The same lunch, the same gym and I will pair you off for a few classes. The girls will get one class together" The girls of the group gave each other high fives, "Cousins will get one class, just one!" They once again nodded. "And Duke will be in everyone's classes"
Duke got a big smile on his face. "Mom! Why does he get that offer?" Charlie complained.
"Because he isn't related"
"Okay, so what about siblings?" Liam questioned, while Alyssa and Charlie were frantically shaking their heads no.
"I think Alyssa and Charlie will be good" Brooke smiled knowingly.
"Aunt Brooke, they need to be protected" Liam argued and Brooke rolled her eyes.
"Alyssa will be with Tyree, Charlie will be with Liam. That is all I can give to you. Now leave, because my house is too small for all these egos" She smirked, and the group of teenagers rolled their eyes at the middle aged brunette.
"Mom, dad said that you aren't allowed to tell his students anymore to take his class because it's a breeze" Charlie told her mom making Brooke glare at thin air.
"Oh my god, I did it one time and only because it was Tim Smith's son. That kid needed an easy class, besides he was a freshman and needed all the help he could get. Tell your father that I will do my job if he will do his" Charlie and Tyree shook their heads at the idea of their parents before following the rest of the group out.
It was a normal day in the Davis household. It loud with children and then silent when they all filtered out. An hour later, Brooke was just getting to the good part in her book when she heard the door open.
"Brooke Davis!" Brooke groaned hearing her name bring called.
"Nathan, what do you want?" She asked and he rolled his eyes at her.
"I just wanted to know if Tyree is allowed-"
"No… and you couldn't have waited until tonight?"
"The kids are there already. I wanted to get away from them" He shrugged sitting next to her and rubbing his head.
"Yeah, they are so damn loud. You think it is payback for us when we were younger?" She questioned and shrugged.
"At least they don't punch each other and break each other's noses and bust their-"
"You kinda deserved it"
He sighed.
"Yeah, I know. I'm sorry"
"I'm nine months pregnant Nathan. I don't need the stress of your dumbass comments right now" Brooke growled pushing passed him and towards the car feeling a pain in her stomach.
"Please Brooke, what else do you want?" Nathan was running out of ideas. He had tried everything for her to forgive him.
"Leave me alone" She suggested and he argued that he wouldn't do it. He wasn't expecting it so he didn't have time to defend himself. She spunaround and punched himright in the nose.
"Shit Brooke" Brooke held onto her stomach tight.
"That is what I want" She said through pain, grabbing his shoulder. "I think I'm in labor"
"I helped you go into labor" Nathan shrugged.
"Brooke!" They heard and Brooke once again groaned.
"My door is revolving" Brooke mumbled making Nathan laughed lowly when the blonde answered.
"What?" She asked angrily.
"Do you always have to be a bitch?" He snapped at her and Nathan stood up.
"I'm going to go. I think I'd rather be with loud kids than you two" Nathan piped up gaining a glare from the duo.
Lucas didn't continue his rant until the front door closed. "I haven't done anything to you"
Brooke refrained from the comment that was on her lips.
"I'm a good teacher!"
"Okay Lucas"
"So what the hell did you give me them for?"
Brooke raised an eyebrow before looking at his roster for herself and noticing Lucas somehow had gotten Peter Johnson, who was Charlie's boyfriend, Liam, Tyree, Duke, Charlie and Wesley.
"I shouldn't even be allowed to teach my kids" He snapped and Brooke let out a laugh.
"I didn't do this. This was random. The kids will be happy" She smiled at the paper.
Lucas knew she wouldn't smile at him, never him.
"Brooke, this isn't fair. All they will do is fight him"
"He deserves it, he is just like his mother" Brooke grumbled.
"Please give them to someone else" He begged.
"Is Lucas Scott begging?" She asked her ex and he glared at her.
"God, I hate you" Lucas snapped stomping out of the house and slamming the door.
"Yeah, I know" She sighed sadly.
First chapter! I hope ya'll like it!
Thank you to cool . chick . buttbutt for being my beta!