Welcome Back to Tree Hill, it's missed you…We're back in OTH 16 years later and the spotlight is set on the next generation as well as the old. I've changed the ages of the kids slightly to fit better.

Jamie and Lily are in their junior year at college – around 21

Sawyer and Logan are in their freshmen year – so around 19

Lydia, Davis and Jude – junior year at high school – the same time we meet all those character we fell in love with the first time…

I've also added a few new faces…

Haley and Nathan also had a second son, Keith, who is in freshmen year.

And Sam (Brooke's foster daughter) has had a boy (age 5) and a girl (age 3) with Mr Jack Daniels.

I hope you enjoy. Reviews would be greatly appreciated so I know if I should continue with the story… or any ideas of what/who you guys would like to see.

Thanks

"Jamie, Jamie please stop! You've got to listen to me!" Logan pleaded as he ran up behind Jamie Scott and he stormed away.

Jamie turned around to face his supposed best friend. Logan opened his mouth to start speaking, he needed him to understand, but in flash his face flicked back as Jamie's fist struck his nose.

"She's my sister. She's my sister and you screwed her behind my back and behind Davis'"

It was all a complete mess. Yes he had been seeing Lydia. And yes Lydia was with Davis. But she didn't love Davis; she hadn't in a long time, probably not ever. Not properly. And to be fair, he hadn't technically screwed Lydia. Not yet anyway…

"Stay away Logan"

Blood pouring from his nose, Logan stood there for a few moments stunned as he watched his friend walk away. He looked up. The familiar basketball ring jingling in the wind blowing across the River Court the only sound to be heard. He sat down on the bleachers. He and Jamie had been friends for years. Jamie was slightly older but they'd been thrown together so much by their parents over the years that it didn't matter.

But now it seemed like Logan had ruined it. And all he'd really done was fall in love.

Lydia Scott looked silently across the table at her boyfriend, ex-boyfriend really.

"I don't understand. I thought you were happy."

Lydia tried not to laugh. Was he serious? No question about Davis Baker was dense but she didn't think he was that dense.

"You know that's not true. We just don't work as a couple. We don't make enough time for each other," she tried to be nice, let him down nicely. But she hadn't expected this; she didn't think he'd care.

"Ok then."

There it was. That's the not Davis Baker she knew. Thee dark-haired, aloof musician that didn't have a care in the world; not in a malicious way. He was just free spirited.

"I'll be seeing you then." And with that he was out the door.

And that was that, a four-month relationship ended within a couple of sentences. But she didn't feel sad, in fact, her first move way to pull out her phone and scroll down to 'L'.

He heard the car pull up. Felt the gleam of the headlights. But he didn't turn his head. He didn't want her to see him like this; the imprint of your brother's fist on your boy's face doesn't exactly scream romance. She called his name happily. She'd broken up with Davis then. That thought brought a goofy smile to his face. She was finally his. They'd been sneaking around for a couple of weeks now. Davis was away in LA to see off Julian's latest blockbuster and she didn't want to end it on the phone. But now everything was ok. They could be together.

Apart from one thing: that imprint of a fist on his face. He always knew that Jamie wouldn't be over the moon about his best-friend seeing his sister. But he could have handled it. They could have explained it to him. But Jamie hadn't exactly found out in the best way…

Everyone was over at Logan's house. Jamie, Lydia, Madison, Chuck, Andre… They still lived at the beach and the pool was amazing. Lydia was looking good in her bikini. She'd gone in to get drinks with Logan from the kitchen. And he couldn't help himself. So when Jamie came in to see what was taking so long all he saw was his best friend with his tongue half-way down his sister's throat and his hands roaming all over the place. He flipped out, dragged Lydia away and wouldn't let them explain. That's why Logan came to the River Court in the first place today. He wanted to talk but all Jamie was interested was using him as a human punch bag.

"Hi pretty girl". Logan turned to look at her and saw her face fall in shock horror.

"What happened?"

"Jamie. I uh I don't think he approves."

"I broke up with Davis. There's nothing that makes this wrong anymore. Jamie can just deal with it. Now let's get that cleared up, okay?"

"Ok." He smiled and took her face in his hands and placed a gentle kiss on her lips.

"But then can we go make-out in the back seat of my car." He'd inherited his dad's boyish grin and Lydia's was powerless.

"We better sort out that face quickly then…."

"Julian!" Brooke Davis called his name loudly, trying to find him.

Ever heard the expression, the years have been kind to her. Well that statement is an understatement for Brooke Davis-Baker. Ravens had been an absolute hit for Julian and allowed him to work only where he wanted to be. And the two boys had grown up to become two very happy, handsome and intelligent 17 year olds. Oh and one another thing….

"Julian! Sam and Jack and the kids are going to be here any minute!"

"Calm it honey, I'm here, the rooms are ready and the presents for your spoilt grandchildren are wrapped and ready."

"Don't. I am not a grandmother. I don't have grandchildren and nor do I want them right now, okay? I'm not old enough for that. You hear that boys? No Grandchildren yet!" She raised her voice sternly at the end.

"No chance of that mum, Lydia just ended things," Davis announced as he opened the door, and without breaking a step he continued, "are Sam and the others here yet?'

"What? Davis are you ok? What happened?" Brooke's maternal instincts occasionally bordering on excessive switched on.

"Chill out. I'm fine. We're still friends, there's no drama. It's fine."

If only. It's Tree Hill. There's always drama.

"You're an idiot. You know that right?" Lily Scott had inherited all the subtly of her father Keith.

"Here, ice your hand, it'll help." She handed Jamie the ice pack, which he accepted graciously. Who knew punching someone could hurt that much?

"Oh come on Lily! Logan really? Is she that stupid? I mean he's basically related!"

"Oh my! Now you're really grasping at straws! That's your issue? He's not actually related to us you know? He's Sara's son, not Quinn's. There's not wrong with it. And you definitely can't start on the whole family stuff."

"And why's that?!"

"Oh I don't know you tell me nephew."

She had a point. Lily Scott was the half-sister of Lucas and daughter of Karen Roe and Keith Scott. Her relationship with Jamie went something like; her brother was the son of Karen and Keith's brother Dan. Dan also had a son with Deb, Nathan, Jamie's father. Not exactly the clearest family tree.

"She is 17 Jamie."

"Yeah and he's a lot older than that."

"Yeah you're right, he's more like our age. And you know what that means? He's not as idiotic as he was in high school. Also he's your best friend. You know he's a good guy. So I really don't understand why you have such a massive problem with this?"

Jamie had stood up by this point. He was pacing around his bedroom, almost shaking. Something else was going on and Lily couldn't put her finger on it. Jamie loved Logan like a brother and he knew that if something was going on then Logan must really care for Lydia, maybe even love her.

"I found a pregnancy test."

The sentence hung in the air for a minute. The words struck Lily like a bullet. She waited, there was more and she needed to hear it, she knew it before he even spoke the words…

"It was positive."

There it was. One of the Scott-Baker-Evans family was pregnant. The drama's still rife.

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