The Scott Family

Lucas, Peyton, Sawyer and Anna

Nathan, Haley, James and Quentin

The Davis/Baker Family

Brooke, Julian, Sophia and Austin

The McFadden Family

Mouth (Marvin) and Millicent

The Taylor Family

Skills (Antwon) and Lauren

More will be added as the story progresses

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As Peyton (Sawyer) Scott walked into the sunlit house after a hard day of work at the record label, she flung her jacket onto the sofa; Peyton had spent the day organizing Mia's new album and tour. Lucas was at work, at Tree Hill High as the current basketball coach, so he had dropped off a now 6 year old Sawyer and their new edition to the family, a bubbling and beautiful, 11 month old baby daughter Anna at their Aunt Haley, Uncle Nathan, Cousin Jamie and Cousin Quentin's house. Peyton knew she had a few hours to herself until she was due at the Davis/Baker House to have a dinner to celebrate the birth of their twins Sophia and Austin.

A lot had changed over the past 6 years, but Peyton had enjoyed every minute off it. As she stripped off her clothes and got into the shower, the water poured through her long blonde locks and down over her pale white curve, as she closed her green orbs she thought of everything that had gone happened over the past few years: their wedding day, the birth of their first child, Lucas' new book, Mia's new album, Mia's new tour and finally the birth of Anna. In between these important events, there had been the Wedding of Brooke and Julian, the birth of Quentin, the wedding of Mouth and Millicent and the most recent event was the birth of Sophia and Austin. She stepped out of the hot and steaming bathtub and towelled her hair dry - she tied it in a tangled bun. Wrapping herself in a soft, warm, white towel she walked toward the master bedroom that she had finally convinced Lucas to move into so that the girls could share their old room. Going into her rather large closet she pulled out a black sequined number with a pair of black open-toed stilettos. The front door opened as Peyton checked the time, had she been in the shower that long? She knew it was Lucas; she smiled.

Lucas' footsteps approached the bedroom slowly; he knew Peyton was home as the bathroom door was open as the steam drifted into the hallway and her jacket sprawled across the sofa. He smiled as he heard her in the bedroom; she was humming a Cure song, if that was even possible. He hated the Cure, but he knew that she loved them – Peyton had taught Sawyer a Cure song when she had began to talk and for weeks and weeks that's all Lucas had ever heard from his daughter's mouth. He was adamant this time round not to let the Cure influence Anna, but he knew sooner or later he was going to fail.

"Lucas?" Peyton called from the bedroom. "Does this look okay?" she asked as she sashayed into the hallway.

"Wow!" Lucas murmured. Peyton's curls fell loose against her shoulders, the black dress ended a few inches above her knee so her long lean smooth legs were the only thing that Lucas could focus on. "Wow!" he repeated. "Did I mention that I love you?"

Peyton shook her head as she walked toward him, her heels clacking on the wooden floor, stopping a few inches in front of him she reached her hand out and grazed his chest. Lucas moaned with passion and pulled her close. He kissed her tenderly on her bright red lips. "I love you," he whispered.

"Prove it," she whispered back.

"Now?" he asked.

Peyton nodded, "The girls are at Haley's and we have a while until Brooke's expecting us"

Lucas kissed her again, but this time more passionately as Peyton kissed him back; both raging in the battle of love. She giggled as Lucas lifted her up, bridal style, and led her toward their messy bedroom.

Hours later the Davis/Baker house was bursting at the seams with adults and children alike. The warm summer sun had set so they had all moved inside. The newborns had been cooed over for the hundredth time by their various Aunts, Uncles and "cousins". The Davis/Bakers, Scotts, McFaddens and the new Taylors (Skills and Lauren) didn't mind that they were not biologically related because they knew that in their hearts they were related and there was nothing anyone could do to prevent this.

The children were scattered around the living room, as the adults sat around the dining room table sipping various drinks. As per usual it had split into the men discussing sports and the women discussing the trials and tribulations of married life.

"Okay," Mouth said. "Before we get too drunk and pass out on the sofa." the whole group turned to Peyton who was obviously avoiding everyone's stare.

"What?" she said innocently, knowing that the last time she got drunk she passed out on Nathan and Haley's sofa and so had to be dragged home by Lucas.

"Anyway," continued Mouth, "Millie and I, have some news and we wanted you guys to be the ones to hear it first."

"Hang on dawg!" said Skills, "Lauren and I have some news too, but you go first."

"Okay," replied Millicent. "We're pregnant!"

"Oh my gosh!" squealed Lauren. "So are we!"

The room suddenly became filled with the sounds of congratulations, well dones, good jobs and oh my gosh. The new generation of Tree Hill was growing fast, however things were going to change and fast!

Later that night when Peyton and Lucas were back at home; Anna and Sawyer were fast asleep in their room.

"So," said Lucas. "That was an eventful evening."

Peyton nodded as she kissed him on the lips.

"Hmmm," he moaned with pleasure. "What was that for?" his lips still tingled with pleasure.

Peyton shrugged, "just cause."

Without warning there was a cry from baby monitor, Peyton sighed as she began to get up. Lucas stopped her and sat her back down on the sofa.

"I'll get her," he said, setting Peyton back down on the sofa. She smiled as she watched her husband go to settle their daughter. Anna was less fussy than Sawyer was as a baby, but she loved them both equally.

She must have fallen asleep, because next thing she knew Lucas was next to her holding baby Anna in his arms. "Someone's refusing to sleep," he commented as Anna reached up and grabbed his shirt. Peyton stroked her daughter's hair; it was a strange combination of brown and blonde. Kissing her daughter's forehead Peyton got up and made her way to her bedroom, she was tired. Changing out of her dress, she flung it across the desk, and put on one of Lucas's shirts. She cuddled up against the pillows and fell asleep.